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“Go ahead,” he said, his eyes lighting up with pride as he stepped back, motioning for Penny to do the same.
A look of severe concentration crossed Faye’s face, and sparks jumped from her hands towards the two beds. Nothing happened for a moment, but then, with a shake and a shudder, they moved together. The meeting of the two beds was a little rough. And the made a thumping sound, but other than that, it seemed to work perfectly, and the two beds were finally side by side.
“I did it!” Faye sounded far more delighted than she possibly should given that she’d just performed magic. As far as Penny knew, she was a witch. And the whole point of witches was that they could do magic of one sort or another. Or at least, she thought it was. If not, then she had a lot of reevaluating to do.
“You did.” Reese beamed as he looked on. The mood slightly altered with Faye’s magic.
“I don’t have to hide it anymore.”
“No, you don’t.” Penny could hear the affection in Reese’s voice. Affection that was reflected in her own feelings, though she couldn’t for the life of her explain why she was feeling them. Other than that Faye was happy, and her happiness meant the world to Penny. It hit her that she was no longer alone in the world. And that she never had to be alone in the world ever again. It was an odd revelation, but one she very much liked the sound of.
“Did what? Magic?” she asked for clarification.
“Yes,” Faye responded, a giddy look on her face. “Big magic.” She beamed.
“What she means to say, is that she’s never managed to do anything that big before. She’s been trying for years, but nothing seems to have worked. So now...”
“Now you’ve come along,” Faye finished, bouncing over to Penny and pulling her close, kissing her far more firmly and passionately that Penny had expected.
Slowly, Faye walked backwards, pulling Penny with her until the two of them hit the bed. Without breaking the kiss, Faye lay back on the bed, and Penny found herself straddling the other woman, still kissing her. They were close, but not quite as close as Penny would have liked. There were too many clothes for that.
She broke the kiss and sat up, lifting the edge of her shirt and beginning to pull it over her head. Beneath her, Faye shook her head. “Let me,” she whispered huskily.
Penny cocked her head to the side, not too sure what Faye had in mind. Or at least, she didn’t until the sparks lit up Faye’s hands again. This time, they danced over their clothing, and awareness dawned on her, as the clothes vanished, landing in a crumpled heap on the floor.
“Damn it,” Faye muttered.
“Why? It worked didn’t it?” Penny asked, admiring the swell of Faye’s now naked breasts and the stretch of skin that made up her stomach. Maybe if she moved backwards slightly, they’d be able to see even more. But all in good time.
“They’re supposed to be folded.” She pouted, which was just an invitation to kiss her. Penny leaned down and tugged Faye’s lips between her teeth gently, making the other woman groan and buck against her. Good. That was exactly the reaction she wanted. The only problem was, she didn’t want Faye squirming out of the way when she touched her more.
“Reese?” she asked.
“Ye
s, Penny,” he responded, moving over to the bed and perching on the side of it. There was a hooded look in his eyes that told her he was as affected by the situation as they were, and he hadn’t even been touched yet. Then again, the tension was a palpable thing, creating an intense atmosphere in the room that would have affected a nun.
“Can you hold Faye’s arms for me?” she asked, watching the pair of them closely to check they were okay with it. Interest flared in both of their eyes, and Reese nodded, moving around so he could do as she asked. He leaned down and kissed Faye once, it was chaste, and more to show trust and affection than anything else.
“You okay?” Penny asked, and Faye nodded in return. “Good.”
She swung her leg over so she was perched next to Faye, then trailed her hand up one of her legs, enjoying the soft whimpers that slipped from the other woman’s lips.
She moved her hand inwards, Faye’s legs involuntarily falling open, allowing Penny to tease between them, causing more whimpers to fall from her lips. Slowly, and making sure Faye was comfortable the whole time, she slipped one of her fingers inside her, curling upwards. Faye’s hips bucked off the bed, and she moaned loudly.
Reese still held onto her arms, watching them intently, but not doing anymore. Penny liked that. She appreciated the respect he was giving to their time. Besides, he knew he’d get him.
Penny pushed Faye’s legs further apart so she could move between them. The blonde looked down her body, meeting Penny’s eyes, so she gave her a wicked grin before lowering her mouth between her legs, drawing her tongue along Faye’s entrance. The whimpers increased, as did the pace at which Penny moved her fingers. She could tell from the shuddering of the woman beneath her, that Faye wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Please,” Faye begged, though Penny wasn’t all that sure she was aware of what she was saying. Satisfaction filled her. She was doing this to her. No one else. Just her.
Sparks emerged along Faye’s skin, moving themselves swiftly onto Penny’s own, and she was sure onto Reese’s too. She felt Faye’s legs stiffen, and the long drawn out scream that followed was accompanied by a flash of light as Faye’s sparks exploded along with her.
Chapter Fifteen
A loud buzzing woke Reese from his sleep, and it took him a few minutes to realise one of their phones was going off. A heavy weight was pressed against his arm, and he looked across to find Faye wrapped around Penny, who was nestled against him. He smiled lazily at the sleeping women. At his sleeping mates. No one could doubt that’s what they were now. After Faye had filled the room with white light, he’d marked them too. And though the scratch marks wouldn’t be visible to anyone, any shifter would be able to sense them. He suspected some other paranormals could also sense the marks, but he had no proof of that.
The buzzing continued, and he remembered what had woken him. He twisted around, careful not to wake the two women, and grabbed the phone that was continuously going off. In the back of his mind, it registered that the phone was Faye’s. Not that it mattered, he answered her phone when she was busy all the time. Not her texts though. He never looked at those. But not many people called. Just her family, really. Well, and Reagan. But she could normally predict who was going to answer the phone and would greet him by name when it was him. Having foresight must be useful. Particularly if it saved the awkward ‘who is this’ moment when someone unexpected answered the phone.
