Page 76 of Wicked Witch

I’m due in a few weeks, but being a Fae birth she could come early.

I want her to stay put for as long as possible. It’s weird enough that I’ve only been pregnant for six months, plus we still need to break the curse.

I felt a shift after Sin and I said our vows, but the evil is still here. Weaker, but present.

Astor shifts his hips and begins to bounce me on his cock faster. My tits are hitting him in the face, but he seems to love it.

Turning his head, he sucks a nipple in his mouth and I’m close. Cirrus picks up his pace, taking one of his hands and wrapping it tightly around my throat, cutting off my breath and feeling the bulge from his cock.

“Suck a good little cocker spaniel,” he grunts, thrusting faster as my eyes water and I try to take a small sip of air everytime he pulls far enough out of my throat.

Sin slaps my asscheek as he glides his cock into my hole. I have too many sensations happening at once.

I’m on the edge of an explosion and I want them all to come with me. Closing my eyes, I picture vibrating cock rings on all of my men.

I have to focus harder than normal since I can’t use my words to conjure them.

“Dirty trick, baby,” Astor grunts, picking up his pace and fucking into me deeper as Sin matches his thrusts.

Cirrus begins to shake and I move my hand from his cock, to gently squeeze his balls.

“Fuck, my little cock queen, I’m going to impregnate your throat,” he roars and I snort, choking on his cum.

Astor pinches my clit while biting my nipple hard and I scream, squirting all over him. He groans, cumming inside of me as Sin thrusts two more times before grunting.

Collapsing onto my side as Sin pulls out of me, Astor rolls with me, keeping his cock inside of me.

Cirrus heads for the shower and Sin leaves the room.

Gently moving his hips he makes love to me, staring into my eyes. I have never felt more loved and cherished than I do with these men.

My soulmates.

WYNTER

ONE MONTH LATER

Pain.All I can feel is pain.

“You’re doing great, Wynter, she’s almost here. Deep breaths,” Nan coaches as Cirrus holds my head in his lap, wiping my forehead with a damp cloth.

My mother is in the other room, offering encouragement, but blood makes her squeamish. Unless it’s a sacrifice during a coven meeting of course. I think she’s just enjoying flirting with Grule.

They seem to have hit it off.

Astor squeezes my hand as Sin rubs my thigh.

“We can’t have her yet. The curse is still here,” I wail, but it doesn’t matter. Summer is stubborn and she’s coming whether I’m ready or not.

An explosion of light fills the yard as the first cry from our daughter hits the room.

It couldn’t have been that easy. Right?

A warmth overcomes me and I know that she’s here. Melisande. She’s closer to finally getting her peace.

“Cirrus, that tree that you’ve been trying to heal. It’s completely bloomed,” Grule shouts, rushing into the room, before turning right around and leaving.

“Ugh, I mean I know I’m on display right now, but my brother-in-law seeing my vagina was not on my bucket list,” I whine and Cirrus laughs.

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