Spellbound in the Stacks

by K. Iwancio

I lived for reading. It was the least expensive and easiest way to escape my completely fucked up life.

If he wasn’t so obscenely stand-offish, I would have asked him out for coffee, or beer, or whatever the hell he was into. I didn’t care, I’d drink it for him.

I always found it humorous that books with super cartoony covers had some of the hottest smut scenes. When I happened upon sex scenes in books, I took my time reading them the old-fashioned way instead of my magical speed reading. Some of them were worth savoring. I may have even annotated a few of my favorites to reread, ahem, later.

I felt delicious prickles throughout my body. So, he did have a soul. He sure kept it well hidden.

“Why haven’t you courted him?” “First of all, this isn’t the 1800s.

Reading had always been my escape, ever since I was a kid.

For the most part, I was content with my permanent bachelorhood. But there were some days when I longed to have someone to talk to or share my bed with. I’d given up on finding a like-minded soul who would appreciate my quirks. Or at the very least, tolerate them.

Oh, and his smile…I swore inwardly. If he smiled like that all the time, I would be a constant puddle.

“You’re all hiss and no bite, aren’t you?” Aidan cooed at me and all I could do was be limp and dumbfounded.

If being a cat was all it took to have Aidan take me home, I would have done it a lot sooner. Especially if it was going to lead to some cuddles as well. It sucked that I couldn’t exactly reciprocate. Not unless I wanted to send the poor man into cardiac arrest as I transformed back to myself in front of him.

Now I was positively certain that Aidan did squats. I could bounce a quarter off his behind.

The cat had since become transfixed on, what seemed to be, my junk. I hoped my dick didn’t look like an enticing toy.

She’s amazing. Gorgeous. The fact that she knows books is just a bonus. I wish I didn’t fucking clam up every time I tried to talk to her. I’d love to pick her brain about books. Maybe even ask her out to dinner…”

“Do I dare ask how that happened?” I opened my mouth to explain further but Eric interrupted me with a playful warning, “And please if it's a beastiality kink, leave that part out. For all of us, darling.”

“So, you want to pretend that you own the cat that he found, meanwhile it's just you?” “Basically.” “Well…it's not the dumbest idea you’ve ever had.”

Be cool, Aidan. The woman you’ve been pining after for years is actually coming home with you. Don’t do or say anything stupid!

He was this wonderful mix of shy nerd and gorgeous god. Did Aidan even know he was hot?

“Or do I have to make you…beg for it.” How the fucking hell this man could so seamlessly transition from pure innocence to something resembling a pleasure dom was beyond me. There was nothing in his usual persona that would even hint that this kind of man lay beneath.

as her body slid into my awaiting arms. It was as if hers was made for mine.

Poor thing, the whole “my girlfriend is a witch” was going to take some getting used to.

“So, um…welcome to the family…?” Aidan burst out in his warm laughter that I adored so much. Reaching up, he cupped my cheek and brought me in for a kiss. It lingered and I drank in every drop he was willing to give.