Page 19 of Witch's Spark

“Maybe.” Faye smirked, clearly amused with his reaction.

“I look forward to it.”

Penny laughed

, probably completely at ease for the first time since he’d met her. He leaned down, and kissed her lips gently. When he pulled away, she pressed her fingers to her lips. “What was that for?” she asked, seeming so innocent, it hurt.

“You’re my mate, do I need a reason?”

“No, I suppose not. But...” She glanced off towards Faye, who’d relaxed a little and was looking on with a smile on her face that stretched all the way to her eyes.

“You’re both our mates, Penny. The bond isn’t designed for jealousy. How do you feel when I kiss Reese?”

He watched Penny’s reaction carefully, wondering what she’d do. When she turned a delightful shade of pink, pride welled up within him. Yes, she did have a definite innocence about her. He wondered just how far it went. Then again, he supposed it didn’t really matter. It wasn’t like he and Faye had any experience either. That was the problem with being mated but unable to touch.

“I like it,” she whispered.

“Good,” he responded, before kissing her again.

“But what do we do now?” she asked once they’d parted, looking between him and Faye.

“We’re waiting on Bex finding out more, but I think we’re going to need to go find the place she’s on about.”

“Yeah, I think so too,” he agreed. That was one of the problems with being a witch. For some reason, their policing system sucked. Probably because the Council wanted to be as peaceful as possible. Which he understood, but sometimes, it really wasn’t practical. Like now. If they told the Council about the witch hunters, all that would happen was they’d debate it for ages before doing anything about it. If they did anything at all. It didn’t matter that the hunters had been after them for centuries.

As long as there were witches, there’d be people hunting them, he guessed.

“Which means what?” Penny asked.

“We can go home and rest for a bit.” Faye gave Reese a knowing look, and he nodded. They’d waited for too long not to do what they wanted to now they had a little bit of time.

“Okay, can you drop me off at mine on the way? I’ve no idea where we are?” A disappointed expression crossed her face. She’d misunderstood Faye’s intentions then.

“You can come with us,” he told her, watching first delight, and then wariness passing over her features.

“I don’t want to impose.”

Faye moved back in closer, so she was just a hair’s breadth away from Penny’s face. She reached out a hand and brushed the other woman’s cheek. “We want you to come back with us,” she whispered.

Reese slowly removed him arm from around Penny, allowing Faye the access she wanted. She slid her arm around the redhead’s waist, and pulled her in close, before pressing her body against her, and letting their mouths join in a slow, drawn out kiss.

Chapter Fourteen

Penny was nervous. It wasn’t like she hadn’t done this before, but she didn’t want to slip up and make either of the other two nervous. Because it was clear, both from the glances they were throwing each other, and from the things they’d been saying about the situation, that they hadn’t. Which meant they were probably relying a little on her to direct things, even if they didn’t realise that’s what they were doing.

After a few moments of the three of them just stood there, she strode forward and pressed her lips against Faye’s. It took the blonde a moment to respond, but soon her tongue was tangling with Penny’s. Faye groaned, and pressed her body more firmly against her. Penny slipped her hand around her waist. She slipped her other hand under the bottom of Faye’s shirt, touching the smooth skin there, and making the other woman shiver. She was clearly sensitive, which could only make this more fun for them all.

Penny broke away from Faye, and looked around the room, focusing on it for the first time. She’d been too focused on the two people in it before hand. Her heart broke when she noticed the two beds, both about three quarter sized. She wondered just how long her mates had been torturing themselves for. Probably as long as they’d been together. She hated that, but at least she could make it better.

“Do you think we could push the beds together?” she asked, a little breathlessly. There was no way the three of them were going to all fit in one that size.

“Yes,” Reese said, moving over to the one of the left.

“Reese?” Faye asked in a small voice.

“Hmm?”

“Do you mind if I try?” She nodded at her hands which were already glowing a pale white with the sparks that were there. Penny thought back to how they’d felt against her skin during their first kiss, and couldn’t wait to feel them again. It’d been unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. But then again, kissing Faye, and Reese, had been nothing like she’d ever expected either.

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