Page 321 of Castings & Curses

Shady pulled back long enough to say, “You are so beautiful Moni. Like a beautiful and delicate wood nymph. You deserve all the pleasure in the world!”

A myriad of new sensations followed. A nipple for Shady’s teeth, Broody kissing her neck as he moved his cock expertly between her thighs. The sensation of a gentle feeling of a single finger in her anus as Broody and Luca took turns penetrated her vagina. And afterward, when things slowed down, a myriad of hands smoothing over her skin and the radiating warmth of four people in the same bed loving each other.

Even Luca and Broody kissing tenderly above her head while someone—Shady?—lapped between her legs and teased her clit to a climax.

So much beautiful nudity, so many body parts that she reached to fondle like forbidden fruit, enjoying the tension of squeezing and sucking and tasting.

And finally, the covers pulled over her like a benediction as she basked in the afterglow.

“You are all beautiful. My beautiful friends…” she murmured as she drifted off.

* * *

The Professor’slecture seemed to be going on and on the next morning, which happened to be the first day of class, and Moni, still slightly hung over from the Bonfire dance the previous night, was having a devil of a time keeping her eyes open.

In point of fact, she had nearly nodded off sitting straight up when the Professor called her name.

“Pardon?” she asked, instantly awake. The Half Light Healings class had not been her first pick, but both Welsh Faerie Magic and Creature Magic classes had been full up and so the current class she was in had been a default choice.

The elderly and bespectacled Professor looked at her skeptically over the rims of his square, silver wire spectacles.

“I was wondering if you could enlighten the class as to what magical qualities a Dryad possesses,” the Professor intoned.

Moni immediately colored, feeling embarrassed that she hadn’t been paying attention. She actually had found that she liked that particular professor, Professor Weasel, almost instantly. He seemed to have a keen sense of fashion, as his robe was a green color that seemed nearly phosphorescent, and the stars either printed or embroidered on it seemed to twinkle as he moved across the front of the classroom, pacing as he lectured.

“Female Dryads may possess several qualities, but one of the most pronounced is the ability to heal both plants and humans,” she recited from memory.

“Ah, very good,” Professor Weasel commented, beginning to pace again. “And what of male Dryads then?” he questioned. “What sort of magical proclivities do they possess?”

“There aren’t anymaledryads, for Dryads are daughters of the River God,” Moni was quick to answer.

“Yes, that is correct!” the Professor said immediately after Moni responded.

At that point, blessedly as far as Moni was concerned, the bells signaling the end of the class period sounded, echoing throughout the arched stone halls with a vibration that Moni could feel from the souls of her feet upward.

She slid out of her desk, shoving her texts for the class inside her embossed leather backpack and was startled when she looked up and the Professor was standing over her.

“Witch Crockett, I had some questions I wanted to ask you,” he told her. “Do you happen to have a few minutes to spare?

I would very much appreciate it!”

* * *

Moni had been planningto skip lunch in favor of a power nap after her first two morning classes, but as soon as she hit the door of the room she shared with Broody and Shady, she realized that was not going to happen.

All three of them, Shady, Broody, and Luca, were there, passing a blunt between them through the air without stirring from their seats. Broody and Shady were sitting on Shady’s bed, and Luca had pulled up one of the comfortable desk chairs to sit close by.

Moni looked up and noticed that someone, probably Shady, had opened up a fan portal to suck up the aromatic fumes of the marijuana cigarette so that it didn’t suffuse the room.

All three of them were staring at her.

“Ganja break!” Broody said cheerfully. “You want?”

Before Moni could shake her head, the joint, which had been heading peacefully through the air toward Luca, made an abrupt fourty-five degree turn and was heading toward her as she stood just inside the door.

“Thanks,” she said, toking on it for a few seconds, inhaling the rich smoke, and then sending it back toward Luca, who looked slightly miffed at having missed a turn.

Shady looked at Moni.

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