“Never have I ever,” Jag summoned courage with a deep breath, “gotten a succubus's horn stuck in a sensitive area during an orgy.” There was a lot of silence, staring, and only one other person took a drink. “It wasn’t a horn, but it was a dildo, so I’m counting it,” the woman said with a shrug. Jag liked that human. “That’s a lot to unpack,” Ethan said slowly, his eyes wide. “I have so many questions.”
