Scholomance 9 by Logan Jacobs (inspirational books to read txt) 📗

from the foot of the silks and blankets. “All I can see are the whites of her eyes.”

“Well, what is our master if not a magnificent sex god?” Marina questioned with swollen nipples and red lips. “Look… she’s about to cum… and it’s going to make her scream for hell’s mercy.”

“She’s right!” Beatrix screamed like a wild woman. “Maaaaaster, I’m cumming!”

“Do it,” I ordered as I fucked her rougher and faster. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”

“Shiiiiiiiiiiit!” the light-haired brunette cried out, and her walls trembled like an earthquake around my burning length. “I’m cuuuuuuuuming!”

I gasped and exploded deep inside her pussy, and my dick twitched and leaked a bucket load of cum. Our combined juices leaked out along my shaft, and I gasped with utter satisfaction and adoration before the brunette fell down to her elbows and panted like she wasn’t able to suck any air into her lungs. My own body trembled, and my head spun like a spell before I pulled out of her and laid my body down on the pillows.

“Lick up the rest,” I ordered with my eyes closed.

Beatrix didn’t waste a moment before she ran her tongue along my slick, hot length and then laid her body next to mine.

“You can all come here,” I said in a lethargic voice to the other women.

None of them wasted a moment before they hopped into the sheets with me and wrapped their warm, slick bodies against mine. I smiled as they flung their legs and arms over me, and I pressed a kiss to all the skin I could reach. Before I closed my eyes, I thought I could hear a familiar voice echoing in the back of my mind, but I slipped into oblivion before I could hear what she said.

Cole, the voice said. Take a look at what is in store for you and tread carefully… this isn’t over just yet.

Chapter 14

I stirred in my sleep as the dream woman’s soothing but urgent voice echoed through my head, but when I tried to move, it was like my body was made from the purest, most indestructible marble. Something in me had shifted since we took out the elder scouts, and deep in my bones, I felt even stronger than before. I was imperishable, and I knew Samara could feel my newfound strength as well, even if her presence was absent from my mind. Somewhere and somehow, I just knew she was fuming with rage and biting her nails down to the nubs.

As I moved my body some more, my mind came alive with spirit, and it was like an unholy god had seeped into my bones and turned me into someone or something far more superior than anything that had ever walked the realms. My brain felt like a thousand different currents of lightning were pulsating back and forth through it, and suddenly my view went dark again.

I was viciously tossed into another world, and everything became a wash of white, rose-pink, and lilac hues. It was nauseously beautiful and holy, and it made me want to retch my intestines out. I loathed everything. The smell, the sounds, even the air itself. Everything was too perfect, too mundane, too fucking sacred and pure.

A mass of silver, pink, and white clouds surrounded me like vines wrapped around an ancient stone column, and the air felt soft, almost like I could fall right through. Everything was both cool and warm at once, and blue butterflies and the scent of wildflowers filled the air. I was sick to my stomach as other sweet and timid creatures flowed past my face and tried to land on my skin.

Welcome, the woman from my dreams echoed.

“Where the hell am I?” I asked. “I hate every inch of it.”

This is the elder heaven, the woman from my dreams explained, even though she was nowhere in sight. I remember hearing tales of it, but it’s been so many years. This is what I can recall, and it might not be the exact same, but this will give you an idea of what to expect. Of course, it will not be easy to reach. First, you and your women will have to pass its golden gates, and once you make your way past that barrier, you will have to fight your way to find Samara. She will have an army, one greater than anything you’ve encountered before.

“I knew reaching her would be complicated but can we defeat them?” I asked.

It will take everything I’ve taught you, in addition to the other abilities Theodora, Vanessa, and the other professors have shown you. It will truly require everything you have.

“I see,” I muttered as the saintliness penetrated my bones and caused my head to shake. “This is going to be one hell of a battle… isn’t it?”

Indeed, it will, she sighed. That is why I must return you to the world of the living. Before you go, please heed my warning and make sure the others are prepared to fight tooth and nail. The potion concocted by your clever Penelope has already seeped into your bloodstream. She is more powerful than she realizes, and her brew was more permanent than she thought. All of your witches possess skills of their own, and together, I believe you may be the first witches to ever pass by the golden gates of heaven.

At that moment, pride swelled in my heart. My women were not only creatures of beauty but also wit, unwavering intelligence, and good humor. I truly loved them for everything they were, and I was lucky to have them fighting by my side.

“You’re right, we’re capable of anything,” I responded aloud. “Together, I vow we can overcome the greatest of obstacles.”

Samara has more surprises up her sleeves. Before you reach the gates, there will be many