CHAPTER#44

Sebastien shook his head. "I'm not sure. He thinks he has a lead on a third party who has been inside the house. Such a simple spell, no? One cannot go inside without being invited."

"It worked on vampires and some of the fae for centuries," Kali noted. "I'm more interested in who was able to cast such a spell and have it apply to everyone who has never set foot inside."

"We all have our theories." Sebastien sipped from his flask, letting out a sigh. "Each theory has its own sub theories, and those theories are full of myths. It's why I am so eager to crack the mystery of the house. Even the weakest of our theories guarantees that the house has powerful magic, ripe for the taking."

"Which theory are you a fan of?" Kali asked. "Currently."

"I was a pretty big advocate for the Fountain of Youth theory, but the fact that Caretakers keep dying says otherwise. I'm leaning more toward the Garden of Eden theory myself, but am also a fan of the theory that an Ancient One is chained up beneath the house."

"Do you really think that an Ancient One could be held against its will?" Kali pursed her lips, blowing across the top of her coffee before taking a sip. It was good.

"Not really. It would, however, explain why this place is impenetrable. A single drop of blood from an Ancient One would contain the magic necessary to cast a spell as powerful as the Geas, and it would certainly fit why the house itself is full of so many strange creatures." Sebastien chuckled. "How long have we been trying to crack the mystery of this place? I can't remember the last time we had so much fun."

Kali scowled. "Not long enough. If Garrett hadn't stumbled upon us, we would never have even known this home was here." That, too, was a function of the Geas. It did nothing to stand out. Earlier, she had done a blood ritual naked on the front lawn, summoning twenty-foot tall pyres of fire to dance around the edges of the magical border. People walking on the sidewalk hadn't given her a second look. The Society had spent several months interviewing locals, but, no matter how strange the tale being spread, nobody seemed to give the place a second thought. Despite their presence in the same city for several decades, it had taken a desperate man who had been kicked out of the home to bring it to their attention in the first place.

"Yes, well, if he hadn't had such a hard-on for the last Caretaker, we could have all come here together. I hope the demon he sold his soul to for that magic wand reminds him of that on a daily basis while fucking him up the ass with a club."

"You could contact that demon and make sure of it." Kali grinned. "If you haven't already."

"Let's just say the club is black, spiked with nails, and has my name carved into the handle." Sebastien put away his flask. Golden rays were creeping across the sky from behind the house. "In just a few hours, we'll be inside. I am sure of it."

"I hope so." Kali, however, was doubtful. She turned her attention back to the Geas, probing it gently with her magic. Sebastien was far more confident in his plan than she was, and she intended to keep trying it her way in the meantime. Down by her feet, the python flicked its tongue, wondering when it would be fed.

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"So what do you think of my plan?" Mike asked. He was lying in the tub, his head nestled perfectly between Naia's breasts. The sun was just starting to come up, casting crimson rays through his bedroom.

"I think it's terrible, actually." Naia's hand was gently working the shaft of his cock, tendrils of water wrapped around his balls. She wasn't trying to get him off. Rather, she was trying to assess the damage that the Mandragora had caused. Declaring that Mike's sexual energy seemed off, a quick assessment prior to falling asleep had Naia declaring Mike unfit for duty until she could give him a full check. "I would far prefer not to get Jenny involved."

Mike shrugged. "I don't know that we have a choice. And to be honest, I think that we got off on the wrong foot to begin with. It makes so much more sense to give her another chance."

"I want to try something." Naia's exploratory touches shifted, her grip tightening. "If I do, I want you to do your best not to cum. Do you think you can do that?"

"Easily." Mike was too stressed out worrying about Tink, Abella, and Sofia. "What do you want to do?"

"Leave all the work to me." Naia grinned, licking her lips hungrily. Moving one hand to the base of Mike's shaft, she opened her mouth wide, letting her tongue circle the head of his cock before gently sucking him in with her mouth. Mike smiled at her, playfully twirling her blue and green locks in his fingers while her head bobbed up and down. Her gentle fingers tugged at the delicate skin of his scrotum, rolling his balls back and forth.

"Ngah!" Naia pulled her mouth off of him. "Your balls are bigger than they used to be."

"Is that something I should have a doctor look at?" Mike asked.

"Oh god no. You should avoid doctors, actually." Naia licked his frenulum, her tongue teasing the bottom of his shaft. "Unless you are bleeding to death or something. Otherwise, medical testing is off the table."

"Why? Will they find that my genes are different or something?"

Naia stared at him, smiling through her eyes while her tongue swirled around the end of his cock. Mike felt his stomach tense, but easily dismissed it.

"No." Naia worked his shaft now, pumping him with her hand and several tendrils of water. "They will find absolutely nothing wrong with you. That will start more questions than you care to answer."