Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Lorcan, seated with his confederate Ethan, was now deeply engrossed in devising sinister plans to eliminate Jaegar, believing it to be the only means to safeguard their status and position within the imperial family.

In the midst of their opulent surroundings, a young woman attentively poured a drink for Lorcan. His sudden action of pulling her onto his lap caused her to gasp in surprise.

"Why are you so startled?" Lorcan inquired, noticing the discomfort in the girl. "Are you feeling discomfort?" he asked with a hint of gentleness.

The girl nodded in response, and Lorcan held her by the waist, drawing her closer. "Even if you're feeling discomfort, you shouldn't show it on the outside. I don't like it," he instructed, searching for understanding in her eyes.

The girl nodded in agreement, doing her best to conceal her true feelings. She was around their age and slim looking, her outfit showed her curves well and she looked like a gentle flower.

Ethan, watching the scene, couldn't help but laugh out loud. He chimed in, saying, "That's my brother! I've missed him lately. We'll deal with that little brat, so don't you worry. For now, let's revel in the drinks and the company of these lovely ladies."

Lorcan turned to Ethan with a stern expression and cautioned, "Ethan, we're already in deep shit. And the next time you decide to do something, at least have the courtesy to inform me beforehand."

Sensing the anger in his tone, Ethan waved his hand dismissively and replied, "Okay, okay."

Then Lorcan released her and guided her to stand in front of him. He said, "Kneel."

She understood what he wanted and knelt down in between his legs, her heart pounding with a mix of fear, but she had no choice but to obey. She kept her eyes downcast, waiting for further instructions from Lorcan. The room fell silent as tension filled the air, making her feel even more vulnerable at that moment.

She was just a maid in the mansion, but she couldn't go against them. She gave Ethan glances from time to time.

"Go on, go on, do what he tells you." Ethan drank from his glass, watching them, grinning from ear to ear.

It was common for both of them, and Ethan had been with Lorcan since childhood. He knew quite well about him, and he always wanted untouched women, which Ethan arranged for him.

Lorcan, holding her face, said, "Do you know how to please your master?"

She looked at him with unease and fear in her eyes, then Lorcan pushed his thumb into her mouth and said, "Come on, suck it."

Not able to resist, she complied.

Then he said, "Pull my pants down." He downed his drink in one go, looking back at her.

She hesitantly unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his pants, his flaccid member was now in front of her. He then said, "Do I have to tell you everything?" His tone was low-pitched and angrier.

She trembled slightly and moved her hands to his member, feeling a mix of apprehension and submission. Unsure of what to do next, she began to stroke him gently, trying to gauge his reaction.

Ethan was grinning while he drank, and a young woman in her early twenties slumped herself against his chest, fawning over him.

Lorcan, growing impatient, held her head and shoved in his member, which was about average size. She closed her eyes, holding his hands, and Lorcan moved her head front and back.

Then, after a couple of seconds, he moved back. As she was inexperienced in such matters, she wasn't able to give me what he wanted, so he pushed her down on the carpet. He hastily lifted her maid gown, tore the panties she wore, and got on top of her, quickly shoving her between her legs, his member.

He thrust into her forcefully, causing her to gasp in surprise. Lorcan, driven by his own desires, began to move with a steady rhythm, his movements becoming more intense with each passing moment. The room was filled with her screams and whimpering. It was her first time, and she couldn't adjust herself down below.

Lorcan licked her cheek, sliding onto her lips. He sucked her lips, kissing her. Her moans and cries of pleasure escaped into his mouth.

Ethan had become a voyeur with the lady beside him, drinking his wine. As Lorcan continued to pound her, Ethan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the sight before him. He discreetly sipped his wine, relishing in the forbidden thrill of being a silent observer of their reluctant intimacy.

After a few thrusts, he pulled back and moved to her face, filling her face with his cum. Lorcan loved doing it with the woman he had. Feeling satisfied, he moved back and leaned back on the sofa.

That girl's eyes welled up, and she quickly got up and ran out of the room. Lorcan pulled his pants back and took his glass, drinking the wine.

Ethan was grinning like a madman a while ago. He was a voyeur and had a liking for watching people.

After sipping, Lorcan then said, "I got new information, which is that he lived with his aunt on the human plane till he came here. If we get hold of her, then we can tame him and kill him." His eyes glowed with a cunning gleam as he plotted their next move.

He then added, "She is really a beauty, Ethan, and I want to get my hands on her."

Ethan was taken aback, as he had never seen Lorcan express interest in someone older. He asked inquisitively, "Are you being serious?"

Lorcan nodded and replied, "Absolutely. What makes it even more enticing is the fact that she's his aunt. Every time I see him, he carries that infuriatingly smug expression. You know they call him the 'lady killer.' Girls are always swooning over him, and it sickens me to no end. This only adds to my animosity towards him. So, we must proceed with the utmost caution this time."

Ethan nodded, understanding the complexity of the situation.

"But how do we plan to get there? You're aware we lack direct access to the required teleportation gates, and using the official ones is out of the question," Ethan voiced his concern.

Teleportation gates to the human realm were all firmly under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, and anyone passing through those gates had their information meticulously recorded. Additionally, conjuring portals required a deep understanding of spatial magic and a high level of expertise. It wasn't a skill readily accessible to just anyone.

While they had the financial means to hire a skilled magician, such an act would draw attention, and they couldn't afford to have their actions linked back to them. Their family's name must remain untarnished, and their clandestine plans had to remain concealed from the prying eyes of the world.

Lorcan thought for a moment before responding, "You're right, using the official teleportation gates is out of the question. We can't risk being recorded in the ministry's logs. Concocting a portal is also not an option for us, and hiring someone could lead to unwanted exposure. We need to find an alternative way."

Ethan chimed in, "What if we use one of the secret pathways that we've heard of? The ones that bypass the official teleportation gates and are known to only a few. We might need to do some digging to find someone who knows about these routes."

Lorcan nodded in agreement. "That's a good idea. We need to find someone who can guide us through these secret pathways without raising suspicion. It's time to put your House connections to good use."

"Ethan, have someone fetch that girl and bring her to the bedroom," Lorcan ordered, rising from his seat and cradling a bottle of wine. With measured steps, he made his way towards a door that led in to a spacious bedroom.

Ethan, somewhat inebriated from the wine, instructed the young woman seated beside him to bring the runaway girl back and guide her to that bedroom. Soon after, he succumbed to the effects of the alcohol, falling asleep right there on the sofa.

Ethan's primary residence was situated in a different region, where his father held the title of marquess. The entire family lived there, enjoying their considerable wealth and status.

Despite being a marquess, they were exceptionally affluent. After Ethan's graduation from the academy, he purchased a mansion in the capital, which served as his main dwelling.

Lorcan frequented this mansion, and the two of them indulged in an unrestrained lifestyle, partaking in various substances, alcohol, women, and more.