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I nod my consent. I might as well get a couple of orgasms out of this before it’s death by dick.
Nora is dead by dick, and I’m not even past writing chapter four.
“She died horny, survived only by her closest friend, her vibrator, Mr. O’Mygawd.”
These four have lost someone important recently… maybe a day or so ago. Mr. Alphahole was close to their fifth missing buddy. They’re worried they will be targeted next. And they should be worried—
Finally, the guy on the other end is the smallest and sleekest of the oversized bunch. He scans the room every few minutes with a smoldering mien with ice-blue eyes. This one might be able to literally light my panties on fire.
She describes Flint as stony, I’m an alphahole, Maxum is hot as hell, and Calder has smoldering eyes. I chuckle at that.
Eyes up, Jade! On his face! Be a good girl… Ugh. Don’t say good girl right now.
However, I’m anything but relaxed. I’ve lost my best friend and occasional lover, and this woman is already under my skin and inside my head.
could split her in two… with my cock. Nope, stop it. Bad dick.
He shakes his head. “So all that spying on us last night was for your…” Then the jerk has the audacity to use air quotes as he says, “Novel?”
She thinks Maxum is young? I have news for you, sweetheart.
What I need is for her to leave me alone out here. I’m not taking a dump as a wolf while she watches.
Oh, Goddess. Am I going to shit in her yard and make her clean it up? There is no chance of redemption after I do this. Where has my life taken me? I’ve made poor choices. I did not choose wisely…
😂😂😂😂😂
I am fucking hungry. I probably will eat kibble if she offers it to me.
Fuck it. I close my eyes and imagine I’m tearing the meat from the bones of my enemies and not out of a bowl on a witch’s kitchen linoleum.
“Was that your shit?” I ask. “Did you crap in her yard like a common dog?”
Whoops… I shouldn’t have read her why choose romance. Naughty witch.
I’m honestly surprised I haven’t shifted into my berserker with the weight of everything I’ve been feeling. Osen’s death. Walking into a witch’s house. Finding out she’s my mate. Is she my mate? Fuck, I think she is.
I, however, am not a casual observer. I’m a gargoyle. We see beyond that sort of magic. It’s Rob, her ex.
“I wish I could have fucked you with a physical body,” he whispers as I drift into total darkness. Did he just kill me with his shadowcock? Worth it.
“Flint?” I begin, my voice soft. “I’m sorry I touched you. Please don’t be upset with me. I like you, and I didn’t mean for this to happen. I will be more careful around you, I swear it. I need you to just soften your stone, and I can stop touching you.”
“Why do I feel like a glorified boy toy right now?” “Does that mean you don’t want to fuck me with it?” she asks. “Shame.” I smack her ass lightly. “You are a brat.” “If I admit I am, do I get to play with my new toy?”
