“I can’t hit you, even if you want it sexually.” Axle gently stroked the flesh.
Val smiled. “That’s okay. You don’t have to. The other three like it.”
He shifted her to stand up. Inspecting her rear, he studied the shades. From pink to a light red, he kissed the flesh. She shivered and he stopped.
“It feels so good. Touch me,” she said.
With careful hands, he caressed her ass and wondered how it really felt. “It really turns you on?”
She grabbed his hand and slid it between her pussy lips. “They don’t want to hurt me. They want to tease me and turn me on. It’s not in anger.”
No doubt, she was wet. Massaging her clit, he kissed her ass. Val moaned and let him work her body. He squeezed her rear more, and she pressed back. Sliding a finger in her, he found her ready to be fucked. Letting three fingers fill her, Axle watched her ass as she fucked his digits.
Her gasps and groans came fast. When he turned her around, he found her squeezing her own tits. Axle nudged her hands away and sucked them, letting his tongue rub and teeth score a little.
“It doesn’t mean we can’t have vanilla sex too at times. All of us. The rougher play feels so good. You should try it,” she said.
Axle let go of her. “Try it?” Had she read his mind? The woman was a witch, but that was freaky.
She knelt down and nipped at his balls. Her fingernails scratched up his body and pinched his nipples with different pressure each time. He groaned and tried to push her away. He stood to detach her. It failed and she slapped his ass. The pleasure rocked him. His hard cock betrayed him by throbbing.
“I don’t like it,” he said.
Smiling, Val stroked his cock. She pulled it down and watched it slap back against his body while her other hand bounced his balls roughly. She stood and bit his nipple.
He gasped. “Stop it.”
“No.” She jerked his cock hard and slapped his ass. “Make me stop.”
He couldn’t. Axle didn’t want to. Hell, he wanted her to do more. When she bit his other nipple and pinched his ass, Axle came hard. No control. No shame. He fucked her hand. Pulling her ponytail, he kissed her mouth, and she bit his lip again. Moaning, he held her tight. Her hand slapped his ass again. He needed more, but how could he admit it to anyone else?
The next evening, Sebastian found Val putting the bottles of potion into bags so they could go into battle fully armed.
“Protection spell with full sex infusion?” he asked.
She smiled. “I think it’s best, don’t you? We’ll bring the machetes too, but magic is best against paranormal creatures.”
“Definitely. I just worry Axle will pull away.” Seb hugged her from behind.
“I’m not worried about Axle. I think he’s wired a little differently than you guys, but it’ll work. We just don’t need to push that button this round, okay?” She kissed him.
“I’ve been sleeping with Axle for a while. He’s into men and women but pretty traditional.” Sebastian shrugged. “He’s a bit sensitive but won’t admit it.”
“I know. He just might need more attention once we’re done with the fight. Please make sure the other guys know. Regular sex for the spell. We need everyone onboard and stronger to harness the energy,” Val said.
“Sure. We don’t need to do that every time. Don’t want to blister your ass.” He rubbed his cock against her round ass.
She moaned. “Good. It’s more than just that.”
“It’s everything. You belong with us,” he said.
“Let’s wait until after we rid Vegas of zombies before we start getting all domestic.” She handed him a bag.
“Axle wants you to stay too. There’s no problem in that area.” Sebastian took the bag.
“I know. You guys have changed a lot already. Everyone’s screwing everyone, brothers excluded. We don’t need to push people too far too fast.”
“You’re right. Axle needs to know he won’t lose me no matter what he wants or how things go.” Sebastian would reassure his man thoroughly later.
“I just want to put the zombies behind us before we deal with anything personal. You’re working the spell mojo?” she asked.
“Sure thing. I’ll round up the troops.” He winked.
Sebastian loved that Axle was so gentle. It worried Seb that Valerie seemed to want to prod the issue. Shaking it off, he knew she was right. Focus on destroying all the zombies, and then they could negotiate the even more complicated relationship.
He ushered everyone into bed, and it started slowly. Val rode Luke’s cock, and Axle claimed her ass. Sebastian stood in front of Val, and she sucked his cock. Rebel fucked Luke’s mouth. It was slow and sweet.
Letting the energy build, Sebastian took in the love and connection the group shared. As naughty as Val could play, there was a sweetness about her that made the men protective. She healed people with her hands but could tempt men with her body.
Passion took over and Sebastian felt the rush of energy. He spoke the spell and focused on the group as he came in Val’s mouth. Axle came as well and Rebel shouted in relief. Val rode Luke faster while Axle rubbed her clit. She screamed in orgasm as Luke grunted.
The power tingled in Sebastian. Protection and strength for all things good ignited. He kissed Axle, then Val, hard. “Let’s go kill some zombies.”
* * *
Luke hung back as they prepared their bikes for battle. Val was determined to ride on her Harley, and he wouldn’t interfere. However, he’d a shirt made for the occasion.
Pushing his bike up front, he slung his leg over and settled the bag full of potion where he could easily get to it. The machete was still onboard just in case. Magic could fail, and he didn’t want anyone’s brains getting eaten.
Rebel laughed first. “She’s going to kick your ass, man.”
“What? Oh damn,” Sebastian said.
“You love making trouble.” Axle hopped on his bike and ignored Luke.
“What’s all the fuss?” Val asked.
Luke looked. She was in jeans, a t-shirt, and sturdy boots. Her hair was neatly clipped out of the way, and she had the bag of potion slung across her body.
“Like my new shirt? I know you hated the old one,” Luke asked.
“If you can read this, the witch fell off?” Val read in a snarky tone. “Nice. I’m riding my own bike. I don’t fall off motorcycles. Ever.”
“Yeah, but you’re not a bitch. So I corrected the error. You’re a witch.” Luke grinned.
She started her bike and headed off first. The men followed onto the street. Luke got a dirty look from Axle. The two men were opposites, no doubt there. Luke didn’t apologize for who he was. Maybe Axle would loosen up. Maybe not. The shirt wouldn’t make Val leave them. It wouldn’t make her stay either.
They headed to the same street. Not many zombies were around yet, but it was barely dusk. Generally they stayed inside during the day to avoid attack.
Seeing one come out from an alley at him, Luke swung his machete.
“Luke!” she shouted at him.
He looked at Val, potion bottle in hand. She whipped it at a zombie. The undead thing shrieked in pain. In seconds it was nothing more than a puddle of goo. Rebel shouted in triumph.
More zombies appeared. Sebastian took one out with potion, and Axle did the same. Rebel hurled rapidly with precision and took out a cluster of them. Clearly, the undead ranks had grown in the time it had taken to make the potions. Luke felt sorry for the poor tourists who had been infected.
Val and Axle were on a roll. Sebastian hung back to pick up the sneaky ones. Luke worked the other side of the street behind Rebel. Val rode like the expert she was and avoided potholes and zombies arms.
It was Rebel who was over amped tonight. His body count was high, but his riding was aggressive. Luke watched him carefully as Rebel confused the zombies. Hitting them with the potion worked. One zombie fell when those next to him began to burn with potion. Rebel swerved but his front wheel hit the zombie’s foot. The bike tipped and Rebel let go. Skidding along the pavement, Rebel shouted for help. Luke threw all of the potion he had at the group of zombies crowding Rebel. Sebastian came in from the other side.
Axle hacked through a few zombies to get to his brother. Luke circled the scene. Rebel was in pain but alert. “No, get Val. You get the bike.”
Val pulled up and hopped off her bike. She did the first aid thing as Sebastian and Luke finished off all the zombies they could reach. Axle turned off Rebel’s bike and got it right side up before he hacked a few remaining zombies with the rage of a brother.
When no more undead brain-eaters came, they circled the bikes around Rebel.
“How is he?” Luke asked.
“Ugly road rash. Nothing is broken. No stitches.” She ripped his jeans up higher to check his thigh.
“I’m fine.” Rebel pushed her away.
“I’ll decide that.” She slapped his hand away. “You didn’t hit your head at all?”
“No, I know how to fall off a bike. My leather jacket is ripped up, but even my arm is less red than your ass.” Rebel kissed her.
She smacked his road-rashed leg. “Let’s get him home and wash this out.”
“We’ll go to the lair and make sure we’ve got them all. Put some of it in the water. Whatever we can do.” Sebastian nodded.
“Take him home. Val, can Rebel ride?” Axle asked.
“Let’s see if he can stand up.” She stood back.
Luke watched his man suck up the pain and stand.
“I’m fine. I’m not leaving the bike.”
“He should be fine. We’ll go slowly.” Val smiled.
She helped Rebel on the bike and stayed just behind him. Luke suspected she’d rather Rebel didn’t push it. Bikers were tough and she knew that. Having a nurse in the group made them all feel better.
Luke raced to catch up with the other two. The rush to finish off the zombies and get home to Rebel was something they all felt. If one of them was hurt, they all took it personally.
* * *
Rebel stayed in bed as ordered. That red-head had rinsed his leg, dug out rocks, and put stuff on the injury that made his leg sting like hell. Then Val smeared the red areas with ointment before wrapping his leg like a mummy with gauze.
“You look comfy.” Axle chuckled.
“Shut up. Everything okay?” Rebel asked.
Axle nodded and sat on the bed. “Luke is looking over the bike. Sebastian and Val are either making dinner or another batch of potion. I’m not sure which.”
Laughing, Rebel tried not to move. The numbness of the fall had worn off. “I’m sure you got all the zombies. Damn this hurts.”
“Don’t run over the zombies. Kill them. You were showing off.” Axle pointed at Rebel.
He rolled his eyes. “A little pain won’t kill me. Too bad it wasn’t Val. She likes it.”
“Don’t joke about that. We can’t let her get hurt.” Axle’s whole mood went dark.
“Lighten up, bro. She’s hot and she loves it. We’re not going to hurt her. She needs to feel like a rebel. With us, she can. What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing. I just don’t hit girls, okay?”
Rebel had hit a landmine. His brother was a great guy and worried enough for all of them combined. “Fine. Just don’t act like it’s wrong when she’s encouraging a little rough play. Not everyone is fragile. I’ll go in there and fuck her brains out right now. It’ll hurt my leg but it’s worth it.”
Axle grinned. “I don’t get off that way. I’m not judging you guys.”
“Then maybe relax because you’re giving that disapproving vibe.” Rebel settled back into the pillows. “It’s not Mom. We’re not drunk or pissed off. It’s nothing like when we were growing up.”
“How’s the patient?” Val asked.
The two other guys were behind her.
“I’m fine. How’s the bike?” Rebel asked.
Luke kissed Rebel and sat next to him. “Mostly scratches, that’s all. It’ll be good as new by the time you are.”
“So I guess this is the final proof. We need you.” Sebastian hugged Val. “Full time nurse and witch. Not to mention our sex goddess.”
She blushed. “Did you get all the zombies?”
“Yep, and poisoned the water with potion. We’ll do a follow up in the morning if any stragglers come back. You can babysit the invalid.” Luke winked at her.
Val frowned but didn’t argue. “Yesterday I was checking out this online coven you guys belong to. They seem to have the group thing going on with most of them.”
“Can’t win without a witch,” Axle said.
“Will your parents freak out? Four guys isn’t everyday normal, even for bikers.” Rebel saw the uncertainty in her eyes.
“I think they’ll be happy actually. It’ll be a shock at first. As long as we work out, the parents will be happy. They don’t want us bringing home some straight-laced doctor.” Val checked Rebel’s ankle.
He winced for sympathy. “Don’t go home. Stay here. Give it a try. It’s Vegas, no one will notice a group thing. You’d miss us.”
“We’d miss you,” Sebastian added.
“Okay, we’ll try it. If anyone is uncomfortable or feels it’s not working, they need to be honest. I’m very in tune with you guys already. The closer we get, the more I’ll feel it if we’re lying or unhappy.”
“Is that a witch thing?” Luke asked.
“Not for me. It’s a nurse thing. I can assess things fast, but the longer I’m around the more attached I get. That’s why the ER is better for me.” She handed Rebel four ibuprofen. “Take these for the pain.”
“I’m fine,” he said.
“Take them or I’ll get a suppository from work. I know how to use those.” She grinned.
Rebel loved stuff up his ass but not medication. Relenting, he took the pills. “Now, go get your clothes and stuff. At least two weeks of trying it out before you go back home again.”
“Fine. I’ll go get clothes if you promise to rest. No sex. No moving tonight. Tomorrow we’ll get you in the shower and wash that wound out again.” She wagged finger at him before she headed out of the bedroom.
Rebel leaned back with a smile. “We got her.” The other guys nodded approvingly.
One week later, Val had made her decision. She wasn’t leaving these guys, no matter what. Axle had relaxed a bit with the sexual play. He’d yet to ask for any play himself, but she had a plan.
Sneaking upstairs while the guys were in the shop, Val changed her clothes from work to slut. The words no longer bothered her the way they had when she was a teen. The outfit was totally for them. Short shorts made of frayed denim with nothing underneath. Black leather boots that zipped up to her thighs. She left on her lace bra for support and covered it with her short black leather jacket.