Scholomance 9 by Logan Jacobs (read books for money .TXT) 📕

“Very well,” Vanessa cut in, but there was no coldness in her tone. “I understand. You’ve done more than your fair share.”

“Perhaps we should all turn in for the night?” Vesta purred as her snake curled around her neck like a silky, silver scarf. “The whole kingdom is drowned and dead, so we should be safe for the time being.”

“Yes, that would probably be for the best,” the professor agreed after a long moment. “There are plenty of bedrooms to choose from, but I think it would be wise if we split up into equal groups, just in case. Penelope, Nyx, Akira, Revna, and Circe, you should join Cole in the west wing. Morgana, Vesta, Faye, Marina, and Beatrix, you can accompany me in the east wing.”

“Then we’ll leave at first light,” I said as I looked deeply into Vanessa’s weary sky-blue eyes, “and we should meet in the throne room.”

“Sounds like a plan,” the professor yawned. “Have a good night and get plenty of rest. You’ve earned it. All of you.”

I watched as Vanessa strolled out of the room of realms with her group following suit, and once I was alone with the remaining women, Penelope turned to me with lust-filled brown eyes.

“Master,” the bright-haired Wicca purred as she took a step closer toward me and then pressed her soft lips against my ear. “Do you think we should explore these bedrooms and see which one would be best suited for all of us?”

Even though I was tired, I could feel my blood rushing south as she pressed her sweet-smelling body against mine, and when I looked back down at her, she was chewing on her bottom lip as her breasts heaved up and down with anticipation.

“I like that idea,” I growled before I looked at Alexander. “Alex, do you think you and the other familiars can find your own quarters?”

Not a problem, my familiar said with a small wink before he flew out the door, and the others followed after him.

With the orb still in my hands, I sauntered out of the room, and my women followed behind me. We strolled down the corridors and past countless royal, fish-scaled family portraits until we came to a large, deep wooden door with gold seashell knobs. I could feel a strange but alluring presence drawing me in, and when I pushed the door open, my mouth fell open with erotic exhilaration.

Before us was a grand, ebony bedroom with a deep purple canopy bed and plum sheets that bore scale-like designs and texture. The gold bedposts were so tall they nearly touched the ceiling, and there was also a shimmering shell and diamond chandelier dangling above us. The floor was made out of smooth ivory marble, and it was so shiny I could see my reflection. A warm fire was burning in a shell-shaped hearth, and it kept the room glowing and warm.

Despite how beautifully decorated this room was, something else truly stuck out to me, and I couldn’t help but stare at the countless number of leather whips, silk ties, and wooden paddles plastered along the walls. At first, it appeared to be décor, but upon closer inspection they clearly showed some signs of wear.

Whatever this prince had been into in the bedroom, it was apparently on the rougher side.

“So, master, how would you like us to begin?” Akira purred from behind me.

I turned around to find each woman was already undressed, and their nipples were swollen as they breathed heavily.

My cock twitched at the sight of them, and an eager smirk crept across my face because I knew this would be a long, rough, and unforgettable night.

Chapter 8

I stared at each naked woman, and my cock hardened like a titanium rod when coy little smiles spread across their lips. They stood there waiting for my next command, but I just slowly began to unbutton my shirt and let it fall to the floor. My eyes darted between each gorgeous witch before they landed on Penelope with her shimmering brown eyes and rose-pink lips, and I just knew I had to have her first.

“Penelope,” I growled. “Come over here and help me take these pants off.”

“Yes, master,” she purred, but when she started to walk toward me, I raised a hand to stop her dead in her tracks.

“No,” I grunted. “I want you to crawl on all fours.”

“As you wish, sir,” the beautiful, bright-haired Wicca agreed with a seductive smile. “I am yours to command, body and soul.”

I said nothing, and the orange-haired Wicca slowly got down on all fours and crawled toward me like a bitch in heat. Her ample ass was raised high in the air as she drew closer, and when she was just below my crotch, she looked up at me with an eager smile. I breathed heavily as she slowly began to unclasp my button and pull my pants down, and her eyes grew wide with desire and hunger when my erect dick sprung into view.

“Go on,” I urged before I pushed a strand of orange hair out of her face. “Take a taste, I know you want to.”

“I do, master,” Penelope responded in a raspy breath. “I’ve been longing to have you in every part of my body.”

“So, let’s begin.” I grinned before I inched closer toward her gaping mouth.

The eager Wicca wrapped her delicate hands around my stiff member and gently began to move her hands up and down my length. My entire body shuddered with instant pleasure as she moved up and down in faster motions, and then I gasped when she slowly swirled her hot tongue along my throbbing tip. Her eyes never left mine as she wrapped her full lips around my cock, and then she started to bob her head up and