The Warlock 2 by Dante King

The Warlock 2 by Dante King

Author:Dante King [King, Dante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-26T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

They absolutely were.

For a brief moment, Wes had one foot inside a hidden cave in Shangri-La and the other on the still-slick floor of Deja Vu. As he stepped through, he noticed three different women staring at the naked Thessaly with expressions ranging from shocked to amused. Wes chuckled to himself as the portal sizzled closed behind him before any of their pursuers among the Warlocks could find them.

Oh shit, here we go, he thought. They’re never going to let me hear the end of this...

It was so quiet in Deja Vu that Wes could have heard a pin drop.

Hazel and Deja, standing behind the bar, both stared openly at the newcomer, their jaws perched somewhere just above the floor.

The only person in the room who didn’t really react to the sight of the naked Warlock was Cirice, who once more sat in the big chair next to the fire with a steaming cup of cider. She merely sipped her drink with that Mona Lisa smile, giving the newcomer a slight nod and a giggle.

Hazel recovered the power of speech first. “Holy fuck,” the demoness said, looking from Thessaly to Wes. “I knew from experience that you hit the gas fast, Master, but god damn! You couldn’t even let her clean up first?”

“Didn’t have time,” Wes said, glancing back at the space where the portal had been just a few moments ago. “I was kind of in a tight spot.”

Hazel laughed lewdly at that, looking Thessaly’s cum-covered body up and down. “Oh, I just bet you were—”

“Enough of that,” Deja interrupted as she came around the bar carrying a clean washrag. “Hazel, that’s no way to talk about the newest member of our guild. Grab another towel and help me get her cleaned up.”

Hazel looked as if she’d rather have cleaned Thessaly up with her tongue, but the demoness hastened to obey. Together, the two friends scrubbed Wes’s load off the blue-haired Warlock’s body, barely holding back a fit of giggles as they did.

While they gave Thessaly a warm welcome into the group, Cirice set down her mug of cider and leaned forward. The angel watched intently as Hazel and Deja worked, which gave Wes a bit of an uneasy feeling. Seeing such a frank appraisal of his sexuality still felt rather forward from a girl who was mostly a mystery.

“You missed a spot,” Cirice said in a bright tone, pointing toward Thessaly’s backside. “Right there next to where she’s got that bruise forming on her ass cheek—”

“I’ve got it,” Deja said, unable to hold back her laughter any longer. She addressed Thessaly: “In fact, why don’t you go get showered up, new girl? I’m sure you deserve a break after everything our Master put you through.” She grinned when she said it, to show she wasn’t serious.

Thessaly thought that was a great idea. Once she’d handed over the blueprints to Wes and the other girls, she went skipping up the steps wearing nothing but a birthday suit and a smile.



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