Warrior's Craft Four Geeks & A Witch (4 page)

The men took over from there, pounding and rubbing her as she shook in the deep levels of pleasure no one other man had ever taken her to.

Kurt shouted and squeezed her ass cheeks as he came. Glancing back, she saw Elvis holding and kissing Kurt through his release. Turning back to Julius, she ground down onto him on a mission.

“Shit, I won’t last.” He shook his head.

“I hope not.” She sat up straight and rocked her hips in every direction. When his cock hit her G-spot she gasped, but she needed to get him off.

Julius grabbed her hips and took over, finding the spot that made her helpless. He hit that target over and over until she fell back into Kurt and Elvis’ arms, her hips snapping but the rest of her melting from a climax so intense that she knew she’d found her true loves and sexual soul mates. She’d do anything for them, for this feeling of freedom and raw release!

The next morning in the shower with Julius, Kurt felt a rush of power and energy. “That spell she did really did something?”

Julius scrubbed Kurt’s back. “Of course it did. She’s got skills. We have a lot of energy during sex so it charged things even better. Hopefully it’ll keep us all safe.”

“There could be an evil warlock or something here trying to steal money or make his product successful. Black magic? Maybe that’s what’s with that stupid game Nolan is playing.”

“Did he even get to sleep last night? He napped after sex, but I swear I woke up about midnight, and he was on his laptop. And when we were up at seven he was at it again.” Julius rinsed off under the water. “The game might be great, but he’s hooked.”

“Exactly. I know the game could be really popular, but normally he’s trying a few. He can get competitive and into them, but at a convention?” Kurt shook his head. “A harem full of girls is nice to look at, but he’s got a real girl here. Plus he’s normally out promoting. He can try the game at home.”

Julius nodded. “Plenty of time to play the game later. It’s not like he doesn’t know all the tricks. Questing online with people isn’t a huge deal.”

Kurt rinsed and turned off the water. “It’s weird. Maybe he’s not sure about adding a woman. The four of us get along, and she knows more about the magical stuff than we do.”

“I know plenty, but I never practiced it.” Julius tossed a towel at Kurt as they stepped out of the shower.

“Share your powers then! She can help you moderate them if you feel it’s off. Maybe Nolan just wants to do the gamer thing and not the real life thing?” Kurt dried himself and then rubbed his towel down Julius’ back.

“Think Daphne feels left out now? Since we’re here alone?” Julius asked.

“We can’t fit five in a hotel tub and shower combo. They’re already done so why not save a little water? Like college.” Kurt kissed Julius. “It feels right, doesn’t it? With Daphne?”

Julius smiled. “Yeah, we weren’t meant to be normal. Our pool of love and talents is needed if we’re going to fight black magic or any paranormal evils out there. Finding the right witch wasn’t going to be easy, but we got lucky.”

They headed out of the privacy of the bathroom, and Kurt frowned at Nolan. In jeans and a WOW shirt, he was on his computer again.

Daphne and Elvis were on the bed looking over the options for entertainment today. Elvis was in a generic T-shirt and jeans while Daphne’s chest showed that Firefly wouldn’t die, and she was a jeans and boots girl. Kurt loved that she didn’t need to run around in skirts or slinky dresses like some of the girls. But Daphne wasn’t ashamed of her sexuality either.

“Firefly?” Julius asked Daphne.

“I won it yesterday. Freebies should be appreciated.” She arched her back. “I’m starving so get dressed.”

“She worked so hard to get us naked and hard, and now she wants us clothed in public.” Elvis chuckled.

Kurt slid on briefs and jeans. “The hair dryer is where?”

Daphne grabbed it from the nightstand. “You guys were fogging up the mirror again.”

Julius grabbed the dryer and kissed her lips. “If we were screwing in there, we’d have taken longer.”

“I want to watch you guys, all four of you. It’s my fantasy.” She dug through her big bag and pulled out a ponytail holder to restrain her dried hair.

“Maybe some night. Maybe you’ll have to come home with us.” Kurt winked.

Something beeped, and Kurt looked around. “That’s not my phone.”

“Mine.” Julius grabbed his cell phone. “I’ve got two texts and a dozen tweets on the convention feed about someone getting sick.”

“What happened? We’re not sick. Doubt it was food poisoning at dinner,” Elvis said.

“Someone was taken to the hospital last night. Not about the food. He was found passed out and unresponsive in his hotel room.” Julius shook his head. “I don’t know the guy. Weird.”

“Looks like my protection spell wasn’t a waste of time. Was he on drugs or something?” Daphne asked.

“They won’t know that yet. It’s just people talking about him so far.” Elvis shrugged.

“This one says he was gaming online and went silent. After an hour when no one heard from him, someone called hotel security.” Julius scrolled looking for more. “At least someone online knew who he was -- or at least that he was here and his real name.”

“Very lucky. A lot of guys are on these test games,” Nolan said.

“Was he on your game? Can you tell?” Kurt asked.

“No. This is just a trial version. You can build your character and save it, but that level of look up connections isn’t in this. It only shows me current people playing. If you found out his screen name, maybe I’d remember something.” Nolan closed his laptop. “Guess we should go eat. I’ve got a lot of panels I want to promote at today.”

“You’re not going to stay and play online all day?” Daphne asked.

“This is our business, Daphne. Promoting it matters. Knowing the games guys play matters, unless you want our lounge to fold?” Nolan stalked to the door.

Kurt had never heard Nolan get that short with anyone and be so calm. Everyone lost their temper, but he was usually docile.

“If you don’t want me here, I have other friends I can bunk with,” Daphne replied.

“No!” Kurt, Julius and Elvis all answered at once.

“Maybe five in one small hotel room is too much? We can live with it for a few days. But our apartment is huge. We’ve got the whole top floor over the Lounge, plenty of room to spread out and work or study.” Kurt hugged Daphne.

“Yeah, we’ve all got work and learning to do.” Julius glared at Nolan. “Gaming isn’t the only thing.”

Nolan shrugged. “It pays the bills and brings people in. You want to do charity work, fine. Someone has to work to keep us from needing charity, right, Elvis?”

Elvis sighed. “Of course we need to bring in money. The snack and coffee bar were good ideas, and Friday night is movie night. We’re doing more stuff.”

“I think it’s me.” Daphne hung back and fiddled with her bag.

“No, it’s not. He’s acting weird,” Kurt whispered in her ear. He led her to the door so she wouldn’t slip away. “Come on. We’ll all feel better with some food and fresh air. Or company.”

“I want to find out more about this guy.” Julius tapped his phone.

Kurt nodded. “Let’s see what we can get.”

“Me too. I’ve got a bad feeling about this. Something bad might be out here preying on people.” Daphne walked between the two men.

“Good. We’re sticking close to you anyway. Could be someone working black magic or scams like a bad energy drink.” Julius’ thumbs flew on his phone.

“Between our searching and you feeling it out, we’ll be good.” Kurt winked at her.

Daphne adjusted her glasses as they waited for the elevator. The low hum of tension made Kurt want to drag them all back to bed where things felt right, but they had to work together and deal with each other. Good, bad, and moody.

* * *

Despite trying to learn more, Daphne had found most people uninterested about the guy in the hospital. Word was announced at lunch that the guy was simply dehydrated and getting IV fluids while gaming in the hospital. A reminder to drink water, eat nutritious foods, and sleep was issued to everyone but directed at the hardcore gamers.

Even when they asked around, most people weren’t concerned. The guy was going to be fine. Granted, a few of these guys didn’t get out of their parents’ basements enough, but she’d been in the geek world as long as she’d been in the Wiccan one. The really dorky ones weren’t the majority.

Gaming and fan stuff was just a hobby like anything else. The idea that this guy was just overdoing it felt wrong to her. Tonight was the costume party, and the guys looked adorable in tights! She’d sent them down first so she could surprise them.

Tight black leather pants, a white low cut T-shirt with a scoop neck, and a black leather jacket topped off her boots. The wooden stake was the last touch. As she walked into the ballroom, she spotted her men. There were tons of guys in costume, but she’d picked out her men already.

The bond was strong, beyond sex or saving innocent people. She felt locked into them. Her powers were always a bit of a mystery. They’d driven her parents crazy because she could get around all the rules and knew just how to play them.

As she walked to the table where the guys were, she felt plenty of eyes on her. What was it about leather?

“What are you?” Nolan asked.

She held up the wooden stake.

“Tough Buffy?” Nolan laughed.

“Faith, the other slayer?” Daphne rolled her eyes. “Everyone is going as Cat Woman and Bat Girl. I went retro.”

“Damn right.” Elvis kissed her cheek.

“Very hot!” Kurt smiled. “On the hospital guy, word is he’ll be back tomorrow. Major dehydration. Exhaustion. Nothing more.”

“How did you find out? They don’t tell you those things.” Daphne sat down as they served the salad.

“I’ve got a cousin who is a lab tech there. He went by and talked to him. Nothing really weird.” Kurt shrugged.

“How do you get that dehydrated in a day?” Julius asked.

“Stomach virus, flu, food poisoning, and so on. Hell, even no water and nothing but caffeine. Maybe he started gaming before he came?” Nolan shook his head. “You’re looking to play heroes when it’s clearly just bad judgment.”

“You don’t trust Daphne’s gifts? If she has a bad feeling about something going on here, I believe her.” Elvis smiled at Daphne.

She nodded. “Thanks. It just seems odd.”

“I trust her gifts, but if it was supernatural or paranormal it’d still be happening no matter what the doctors were doing. There might be bad guys here looking to scam people, sure. Maybe there’s a warlock here trying to put hot girls under his spell. Just don’t jump to conclusions.” Nolan finished his salad fast and downed a glass of water. “I’m starving.”

“Clearly.” Daphne sensed Nolan was off, but not sleeping was probably it. She didn’t want to be the witch who cried evil at every twinge. “My powers aren’t foolproof or a thousand percent right all the time. No one’s are.”

“See. If they were, you’d play the lottery or some big contest where you make a ton of money from that gift and retire on an island. Why work?” Nolan devoured a roll.

“I can’t use my powers for personal gain. You know that. They’d backfire and hurt me.” Daphne felt the brush off. Nolan was trying to downplay any problem.

“I guess.” Nolan grabbed another roll, and that kept him quiet.

Scanning the room, she tried to feel out the source of the problem. Maybe if she could focus in, some sort of plan of action would develop. As dinner was served, she felt a twinge from a woman dressed as Cat Woman. There were plenty of those and most had masks, but this one was at a table of younger men -- nothing but younger men.

Daphne was at a table with her men, but they were around her age. Three people who weren’t part of her group sat with them as well. The deeply involved trio had kept to themselves, but the dog collar on the man gave Daph a pretty good clue what sort of fetish adult comics they were into.

Her group ate fast. Nolan set the pace and kept checking his phone.

“Make sure you drink enough water,” Daphne said.

Nolan glared at her and then seemed to shake it off. “I’m fine. I don’t need a mom. The group doesn’t need that.”

“Nolan!” Julius snapped.

“Sorry, I’m just trying to do stuff for our business. Rating the game previews gets us more freebies. I’ve gotten two recommendations, and I want to grab more samples. Excuse me.” Nolan threw his napkin on the table.

“Your friend is sexually frustrated.” That analysis came from a woman dressed in a black leather costume that was way more revealing than Daphne’s.

“Doubtful,” Kurt said.

“It’s not you. It’s something else.” The Dominatrix shrugged.

“That game.” Daphne frowned. “I’ve dated plenty but nothing ever sticks. Men always go back traditional or want really freaky.”

“You are you. It’s not the problem.” The Dominatrix petted her male companions like cats.

“Good to know.” Daphne ignored dessert and stared out at the dance floor.

“Don’t blame yourself. Maybe the convention was a bad idea. Nolan gets into that stuff. These aren’t ideal conditions.” Elvis pulled her into his lap.

“Is he always like this?” She looked at Julius and Kurt.

“No.” Kurt shook his head.

“I think it’s that damn game. It might be the next hot thing, and he’s hooked, or something is wrong with it.” Julius looked Daphne in the eye.

“Well then, I don’t want you three playing it. We can’t lose more of our focus. I just feel like it’s a person behind it.” Frustrated with herself, Daphne wanted to move. “Let’s dance and mingle. Feel people out, and pay attention to any negative sensations. With the protection spell, you’ll get the signals more.”

“Shouldn’t Nolan get them too?” Kurt asked.

“If he’s aware and open, yes, but I think he’s so sure it’s nothing he might ignore the twinges. Magic can’t do everything for us.” Daphne stood up and dragged Elvis to the dance floor.

“I’m not very good,” he said.

“It’s okay. We’re not leaving Kurt and Julius out, are we?” She looked over and they were slow dancing to fast music.