Hidden Island Chapter 34, part 4 of 4

Hidden Island
Chapter 34, part 4 of 4

"I still haven't heard an offer," Will shrugged.

Jack found herself enjoying the banter. The emotional chaos inside her diminished as her entertainment rose. She wished she could see the three in the other tent, but something was novel about being separated by the cloth. It made the whole thing feel like she was doing something she shouldn't.

She found that her imagination was filling in the blanks nicely.

"I'm not sure what I have left to offer," Bella said, considering.

"What did you offer Jack and Friday?" Will asked.

"Wanted to see how she performs rituals, I," the Doctor answered.

Jack shrugged, even though none of them could see her. "I was feeling helpful."

"She seduced you both, didn't she?" Will deadpanned.

"Yes," Jack admitted with an exasperated sigh.

"Knows you well, he," Doctor Kalfou teased Bella.

"Well, it worked twice!" Bella protested. "Can't blame me for thinking it might work again."

"Oh, it is working," Will admitted. "It's just fun to make you work for it sometimes."

"Most people know better than to irritate a witch," Bella glared.

"I'm sure I'll make an adorable newt," Will sounded like he was trying not to laugh.

Quinn hadn't stopped teasing Jack during the banter. He was quietly and expertly using his fingers and tongue to keep her passion at a simmer. She was more than ready to cum, and running out of patience. She bit her lip as another tingle of pleasure spread through her and pushed her head back harder into the pillow. "Dammit, Bella, just give him what he wants," she groaned.

"I don't know what he wants! He's just being impossible!" Bella whined.

"A favor?" the Doctor suggested.

Bella let out a long mewl of frustration. "I already said that!"

"I think you asked me to do you a favor," Will corrected.

"Fine! A favor!" Bella huffed. "That's my offer; take it or leave it!"

"I accept," Will said.

There was a muffled thump and a surprised squeak from Bella, followed by a groan of pleasure.

Despite the slight pang of sadness that crept into Jack's mind, she smiled.

Bella ran her fingers through Will's damp hair as he feasted between her legs. She wasn't sure who had seduced who, but she had enjoyed how he'd teased her.

She grinned mischievously at Friday, who was watching the top of Will's head with amusement. Their eyes met in the dim light, and the Doctor gave her an approving nod.

"There's a few rules tonight," Bella breathed, petting Will's head as she pressed her heels into the sleeping mats and lifted her hips.

"Mumm?" Will said wordlessly into her smooth womanhood.

"First, you all have to tell me before you climax and wait until I'm ready for it," Bella said, her voice unwavering even though her hips were writhing happily. "Second, be careful of the sigil on your chest. The paint is pretty durable, but touching your sigil to anyone else's might disrupt the whole thing and cause an uncontrolled release of power?"

"Like when you lit me on fire?" Will asked conversationally.

"Oh no," Jack laughed.

"What?" Doctor Kalfou gasped.

Bella sighed in exasperation. "Yes. Let's not do that again."

"I am going to hear this story," Jack said firmly.

Bella ignored her and continued. "The last ones for you specifically, Will. Friday doesn't want any penetration."

Will's eyes lifted over Bella's thigh and met the Doctor's. His expression was surprised and curious, but he nodded. "Alright. I'm sure we will find other ways to have fun with each other."
She gave him a small, predatory smile. "Am sure we will, I."

"Can you paint him up?" she asked Friday.

The Doctor nodded. "Now that I've seen it, it should be no trouble."

"Great. I'll take care of Quinn. Have fun," she winked at them, scrambled to her feet, and ducked out of the tent.

Will and Friday looked at each other in surprise. Neither had they expected to be suddenly alone together. Will shifted into a sitting position, cross-legged in the tangle of bedding. "I feel like the person driving just jumped off the wagon."

The Doctor smiled. "Think she did that on purpose, I."

Friday had been lying on her stomach, her smooth back and rounded butt creating an enticing silhouette in the dim lantern light. For the first time, Will looked at the pair of white snakes tattooed down the length of the Doctor's body. Their tails started on the tops of her feet, curled around her ankles, then up her calves and thighs before winding over her hips, briefly curving along her hip bones and her waist before changing direction and wrapping along her ribs and around to nearly touch along her spine. They flared away from each other again just above her shoulder blades, then wrapped over her shoulders to brush against her collarbones and curve away to coil down her arms, finally ending with their heads resting on the backs of her hands.

"You know how to paint magic symbols?" Will asked.

She lazily rolled over to her back, exposing the white paint Bella had traced on her chest and much more. "Just have to make you match, yes?"

The lantern reflected just enough off her dark skin to trace her body in warm lines. He could see the indentation that ran up her flat stomach and the dimples on her hips. Her large breasts rolled a bit to the outside as she arched her back, stretched, and interlaced her fingers behind her head. Her full lips smirked in amusement as she watched him looking at her for the first time.

Between her legs, it looked like a triangular notch had been shaved into her neatly trimmed, black curls. In the bare spot, a small symbol was painted. She caught him looking and glanced down at herself. "Bella said placement was important."

He chuckled. "I think she just likes shaving people."

"It can be both!" Bella's voice came from the other tent.

"She shaved you too?" One of Friday's eyebrows rose.

"Well, not until after she lit me on fire," Will said.

Will heard Jack erupt into laughter.

"That's why you should just shave it all off!" Bella protested from the other tent. "Then the paint never gets stuck in your hair!"

The Doctor shook her head in amusement. "Are all going to end up bald, we."

"Quinn already shaves,' Bella continued. "So easy to work without hair in the way."

"You are mistaken, Miss Bella," Quinn rumbled.

"You don't? You're smooth as an egg," Bella said, surprised.

"I do not grow hair... there," he explained.

"Lucky you," Bella said, clearly envious.

Will and Friday shared an amused look and laughed silently.

"Is this normal for you?" Friday whispered.

"Lately, yes," Will admitted.

Friday grinned. Her teeth gleamed in the dim light. "Finding myself very glad you came to my door, I."

"Seems like it's been nothing but trouble ever since," Will said apologetically.

"Not your fault," Friday said, rolling to her knees. She moved gracefully and slowly, taking her time with every motion.

"Thank me?" Will asked. "For what?"

"First, got me off Bar cola, you," Friday counted off. "Second, saved us from the grindylow,
you."

"Well, Quinn and Lace were a big part of that," Will shrugged.

"Your plan, yeah?" Friday insisted. She crawled the short distance to him and sat up on her knees. She had confidence in her unhurried movements that sent slight tingles of anticipation up his spine and caused the hair on the back of his neck to prickle. Her fingertips ran slowly down his chest.

"Will thank them later, I. First, you."

Will stared deep into her dark eyes as she traced a sigil onto his chest with one of Bella's paint sticks. She was as efficient as if she'd done it a hundred times. As she reached the bottom of the pattern, he raised his knees to make it easier for her. With a sultry smirk, she reached for the button of his trousers. He slid his hands behind her neck and lifted. She raised herself to meet him as he pulled her lips together. Her kiss was soft like her lips were pillows. Their tongues flicked and found each other, then rolled across each other as their lips sealed completely. She moaned softly into his mouth and worked his buttons open one by one. With a firm, steady pull, he opened his pants as wide as they would go and slid her hand inside.

He felt her fingers close around his engorged shaft and took a deep breath against her lips.

"Thank you," she said against his mouth.

"You're very welcome," he grinned.

She lowered herself back down until her sweet round ass met her heels. With one hand, she gently, slowly stroked and squeezed him. On the other hand, she drew the final, small pattern just above his erection.

"Stand up," she said with a kiss.

"Wow, he is thick," Bella's voice interrupted from the other tent. 'Can I?"

Will heard Jack's sigh of exasperation as he stood and moved more to the center of the tent, where he wouldn't be pressed into the sloped walls. She repositioned as well and tugged his pants. They pooled around his ankles, and he stepped out of them. His erection stood proud in front of Friday's face. She looked at it with approving appraisal and reached for it again, slowly closing her fingers around his shaft.

"If my mistress says you may," Quinn answered.

"Jaaaaack?" Bella begged excitedly.

"If you and I aren't ready for that particular reacquaintance, it certainly doesn't seem right for you to be fondling my partner," Jack said, sounding surprised at the words coming out of her mouth.

"Fine," Bella sighed, momentarily disappointed. Her enthusiasm almost immediately. "Just another thing to look forward to."

"You are incorrigible," Jack deadpanned.

"If I can't fondle him, then it's your job," Bella said, suddenly changing to a more instructional tone. "Hold his cock that way so I can paint him."

Friday and Will shared another look of quiet amusement at the antics next door as Friday stroked his shaft. Friday's hands had the same soft, pillow-like quality that her lips did. Her skin was smooth as satin, and she stroked him with the same confident slowness that she did everything else. She knee-walked even closer, looking up at him and leaning in, telegraphing her intent and sending a tingle of anticipation up his spine. Her lips parted, and he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock just before her hot lips closed around him, and inch by inch, his shaft disappeared into her mouth.

She slid down his length, rolling her tongue along the bottom of his cock until he reached the back of her mouth. Instead of stopping, she opened her mouth again and pushed a little further, working him more profoundly, making the sensitive head of his cock into the tightness of the entrance to her throat. He gasped. She didn't have the same effortlessness Bella did when she took him so deep, but the way she was struggling a bit with it caused contractions and movements that were impressively pleasurable.

She held him there, only two inches shy of as far as was possible to go, working the entrance to her throat back and forth over his cock head, sounding like she was noisily drinking. Her eyes never left his. She bobbed there, trying over and over to work him further into her mouth and then backing off again, shaking the furthest half inch of him to her limit. He'd never felt anything like it.

After nearly a minute, she finally released him with a gasp and a satisfied grin.

"Holy fuck," Will said, realizing he'd forgotten to breathe for a bit too.

"Well, that sounded entertaining," Bella said from the other tent.

"Bella!" came Jack's shocked admonition.

"What?" Bella protested. "I saw your face. You were listening just as hard as I was."

"I was worried she was choking!" Jack protested again.

Will and Friday couldn't hold their laughter in any longer. It burst forth and echoed through both tents. They faintly heard Jack's indignant exhale of protest. Friday slid Will's shaft back into her mouth again, slowly taking him as far as she could and then sliding back again.

"I'm done here," Bella said. "Hope this works. I've never done a siphon spell off of an Asura before."

"It pulls from the energies of arousal, yes?" Quinn asked.

"Yup," Bella said.

"My arousal mirrors that of my mistress," Quinn explained. "If your ritual works on her, it should also work on me."

"So I'm going to get a double dose of Jack juice," Bella said, impressed and interested in what she was learning. "I'll go so we can get started."

"Finall-mmmmph!" Jack's voice became abruptly muffled. Will felt a strange mess of jealousy, erotic thrill, and amusement as he pictured the two women kissing.

"I'm looking forward to listening to him fuck you," Bella purred when their long kiss finally broke.

"Out, you impossible minx!" Jack laughed breathlessly.

"Impossible, minx," Bella repeated. "I like that one."

The pause hung heavy in the air while he and Friday waited for the witch to return. She didn't.

"Bella?" Jack asked after a moment, sounding a bit confused.

"What?" Bella asked.

"Are you out there?" Jack asked. "Are you... spying?"

"I just noticed how the lantern puts you in silhouette. It's sexy," Bella explained. "Can you come a little more this way so the light is more behind you?"

"Bella!" Jack protested.

"Fine!" Bella huffed. A moment later, she slipped back into Will's tent. She was grinning in amusement, but her face fell into wonderment as she stared at the two of them for a moment.

Friday's hands were still resting on Will's thighs. His erection was inches from her face. His hand cradled the back of her head, right at the top of her neck. He stood tall in the tent's center, his head nearly touching the lantern. The light played off their bodies, highlighting the lines of his muscles and her curves. The white sigils and the Doctor's snake tattoos gave them a mystical contrast that took Bella's breath away.

"Wow," she breathed. They gave her a curious look. She laughed at herself. "Mind if I join you?"



To be continued