35. Evelyn
35
Evelyn
T he greenhouse looked like a plant graveyard. Brittle brown stems and shriveled leaves filled every pot and planter. I sighed. I had avoided this place for too long. Alister once told me that, as a vampire, he had never enjoyed keeping living things around.
Something tugged inside me as I gazed at the withered greenery. An urge, a restlessness. Before I knew it, I was yanking out dead plants and sweeping away debris.
My hands plunged into the dark soil of a large planter, and a tingling warmth spread through my palms. I gasped as green plants burst from the dirt, unfurling into lush leaves before my eyes.
My mother’s affinity came to life at my fingertips.
I spent the next hour in a daze, touching pot after pot. Plants sprouted and bloomed at my fingertips. Soon, the greenhouse burst with life—vibrant flowers, trailing vines, and trees stretching toward the glass ceiling.
Wiping sweat from my brow, I grinned at my handiwork. Mom would’ve loved this. The thought sent a pang through my chest.
A large, heavy stone table caught my eye. It would look better by the ferns, but I could not budge it alone. I fired off a quick text to the group chat:
Need some muscle in the greenhouse. Any takers?
Barely five minutes passed before the door creaked open. Ryker’s hulking form filled the entrance, Chad bouncing in behind him.
Chad let out a piercing whistle. “Wow, little witch! You’ve been busy.”
“What can I say? I’ve got a green thumb.” I nodded towards the stone table. “Mind giving me a hand with that?”
Ryker’s lips twitched with a smile as he effortlessly lifted the heavy table. His muscles flexed, and he moved the table exactly where I had pointed with a single heave.
Chad rolled his eyes. “Show-off.”
I bit my lip to hide a smile.
“My mom would’ve loved this,” I murmured, more to myself than them.
As the guys rearranged a few more things, I ran my fingers along a vine. “It’s cool, but I doubt I can fight Eris with a bouquet.”
“Your mother was the most powerful witch of her generation. I doubt her gift, your gift, stops at gardening,” Ryker said.
I raised an eyebrow. “You think?”
He nodded, eyes intense. “Try something more aggressive.”
I reached out to a nearby vine. Instead of willing it to grow, I imagined it lashing out, becoming a weapon. To my shock, the plant writhed and twisted, its tip hardening into a sharp point.
“Holy shit,” Chad breathed.
The vine whipped through the air, slicing neatly through a rotted wooden beam.
I laughed, giddy with the rush of power. “Okay, that was pretty badass.”
Chad’s face split into a huge grin. “You’re amazing, you know that?” He strode over, cupping my face in his hands. “You can do it all.” His lips met mine in a fierce, urgent kiss.
When we broke apart, I was breathless. My heart was still racing when I felt a presence behind me—heat, steady and unwavering. Ryker. He didn’t hesitate, tilting my chin up and claiming my lips in a kiss that was deeper, slower—possessive in a way that sent warmth curling through my belly.
I pulled back, suddenly very aware of both of them. My skin tingled, and it had nothing to do with plant magic.
“So,” I said, my voice a little shaky. “Any other theories you want to test?”
Without warning, Ryker gripped my hair, pulling my head back as he kissed his way down my neck. His lips were hot and demanding, leaving a fire trail on my skin. I gasped as his hands made their way to my breasts, kneading them through my tee, his touch both rough and tender. My nipples hardened under his palms, and I arched my back, pressing into him.
Chad moved closer, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss, starkly contrasting the intensity of Ryker’s touch. My hands reached Chad’s hair, tugging gently as our tongues danced. All the while, Ryker continued to fondle my breasts, his touch sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.
Every inch of me tingled, nerve endings alive with sensation. I broke away from Chad’s kiss, breathing heavily, and turned my head to meet Ryker’s eyes. They were dark with lust as he claimed my lips, his kiss bruising and fierce. Chad didn’t stay idle; he leaned in and kissed my breasts through my t-shirt before playfully biting my nipples.
We began to strip each other, our clothes falling away like the dead leaves in the greenhouse. I conjured a bed of soft grass and flowers to lie on, and the scents of jasmine and lavender filled the air.
With a flick of my wrist, a vine snaked up from the grass, wrapping around Chad’s wrists and binding them together. He looked down at his hands and then at me with a wicked grin.
“Kinky,” he said. “I like it.”
I leaned in to kiss him, my hand trailing down his chest to his groin. His bound hands tried to follow, but the vine held tight, leaving him at my mercy.
Then Ryker gently bent me forward, guiding my head towards his brother’s straining erection. I licked my lips, my mouth watering at the prospect of taking Chad inside. He groaned as I wrapped my hand around his shaft, stroking him gently.
“That’s it, little witch,” he said, his voice ragged with need. “Just like that.”
After sucking on the tip, I took him deeper into my mouth. Chad threw his head back, his bound hands gripping my hair tightly. I loved how much power I had over him and how a touch from me could make him lose control.
As I continued to pleasure Chad, Ryker stepped behind me. He reached for my breasts, cupping them gently before teasing my nipples with his thumbs.
Then I felt his large cock against my slit.
“I’m going to make you feel every inch of me,” he said as he rubbed himself in my slick, driving me mad with need. I moaned around Chad’s cock, making him thrust his hips and pushing his length further into my mouth.
My mind was swirling as my pussy begged to be taken. Finally, Ryker slipped his hand between my legs, finding my swollen clit.
“Yes,” I gasped as he rubbed me harder. “Don’t stop,” unable to hold back the pleasure coursing through me.
Ryker thrust himself inside of me, filling me. I cried out in surprise, throwing my head back, completely lost to the pleasure. While Chad watched his brother fuck me. Ryker’s hands had moved to my hips as he poised me at the perfect angle to keep his thrusts deep and fast.
“Fuck her, Ryker,” Chad commanded. “Make her yours.”
Ryker obeyed, thrusting into me with powerful strokes. Each time he pushed deep inside, I could feel my pleasure mouthing, sending waves of ecstasy throughout my entire body.
I continued to suck Chad, using my hand to stroke him faster. He groaned loudly, his body tense with need.
My breasts bounced with the effort, and every movement sent jolts of pleasure through me from Ryker’s relentless pounding.
Chad grabbed my head, and I noticed his hands were unbound.
Naughty boy.
He started to fuck my mouth with a savage need, his hips thrusting with a primal rhythm. “Take every inch of me,” he commanded, his voice rough with lust. “Feel how hard you make me.”
I moaned around his length, the vibrations making him shudder.
“Look at her,” Ryker growled from behind me. “She loves taking both of us.” His hands gripped my hips tighter, his fingers almost bruising as he increased his pace. Each thrust drove me forward, making Chad’s cock slide deeper into my throat. My eyes watered, but I was too lost in the sensation to care.
“You’re such a good little witch,” Chad said. “Do you want me to fill your mouth?” I moaned in response, my whole body vibrating with need. My pussy clenched around Ryker’s cock, and I sucked Chad harder.
“I’m going to come,” Chad warned, his voice hoarse with desire. I moaned eagerly around him, my tongue swirling over his tip.
With a final, deep thrust, Ryker buried himself inside me, holding still as he came. His hot release filled me, triggering my orgasm. Pleasure crashed over me as I convulsed, sending Chad over the edge. He thrust once more into my mouth, his warm essence filling me with the taste of him, all salty and sweet. I swallowed greedily, savoring every drop.
We collapsed together on the ground, our bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. Our breathing was ragged, and our bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat.
“That was…” I started, but the words wouldn’t come.
“Absolutely fucking legendary,” Chad cut in. “Like, top-tier, life-changing, ‘I’ll never be the same again’ kind of incredible.”
Ryker smirked. “Agreed.”