I reached for her, and she smiled at my touch. Her desires churned in such a turbulent wake I could not discern which would make her melt. I settled for the old standby of gently massaging her neck. Her head lolled as she gazed to the middle of her living room.

  “To think, that’s where it all started. You in that tiny red G-string. Whatever happened to it?”

  “I returned it to its owner. I may be a sex demon, but I am no thief.”

  “And your usual outfit?” She drew a hand down my standard crimson shirt and black pants.

  “A gift.”

  “Someone just gave you all of that on the streets?”

  “Is that strange? It’s how I acquire all my clothing. Accepting coin for my services feels rather one-sided given how much they nourish me.”

  She pursed her lips, but I knew my bond well enough to discern she was not judging my lagging business acumen. There were more turbulent matters on her mind. At least she seemed to have patched the tatters with the wolf. That would make this new arrangement more livable.

  “I keep thinking about that night, Halloween night. You standing there, declaring you were bound to me. I didn’t ask what that meant. I don’t think I wanted to know how or why.”

  Ah. “You’ve determined the reality of the situation.”

  “Not entirely. But if I hadn’t snatched you out of hell and bound you to me…”

  I smiled almost serenely at my tongue loosening with the truth. ‘Twas the curse of demons that we were incapable of lying, but with that came a skill in never telling the truth either.

  “It is as you’ve discerned. I was the one to bind myself to you. As for my escape out of hell…” I sighed at the rare, exposed glimpse into a heart I should not have. “I had no cause in that, nor did another. A hole appeared and I took advantage. No one summoned me, no one freed me.”

  I was not the valiant, realm-striding sin I wanted to appear. Only a minor demon-adjacent entity who had seized an opportunity when presented.

  “You did.” Layla brushed a hand to my cheek, drawing my gaze to hers. “You freed yourself, which…is not an easy thing to do.”

  I smiled at her candor. “Coming from an expert, I thank you for that.”

  Her warm grin sharpened and a sour note swept across her features. She cast her eyes down and her voice softened. “You helped me, a lot. Not just with magic, but keeping my ass alive.”

  “It is a fine and firm ass worthy of such diligent guarding.”

  “And…as much as I don’t want to say goodbye, you’ve more than earned your freedom.”

  Oh. I’d forgotten my request prior to the hunters’ attack. By the harsh light of day, I’d felt so certain in my steps. I’d thought the hunters gone or so diminished they would not threaten me. This last ordeal proved otherwise. But far more stuck in my throat and slipped down to the aching chasm between my lungs.

  I didn’t want to leave her.

  “Daniel helped me find the spell to break the bonds. I think. There’s like ten different options, so I wrote a few out.” She raised up sheafs of paper covered in the ghost’s interpretation of the spell in her book.

  Before her lips could part a single syllable, I caught her hand and lowered them. “My bond…” I smiled at the phrase, the reminder of what she was to me, what I was to her. Not in servitude, as how I’d learned and suffered under this spell. She was something else, something I could scarcely understand.

  She had risked her life for mine without question, even knowing what I was. No one, not even Lust, had ever done such a thing. That connection, as fragile as it could be, was a difficult thing to abandon.

  “I would like to amend my earlier statement regarding our dissolvement.”

  My tongue stilled and a thousand thoughts ran rampant. What if she refused? What if she’d already decided upon a future with her as queen to the werewolf’s future throne? A future where I didn’t belong?

  As Layla stared, an unholy flush came under my skin. It felt as when the basilisk poison had flooded my system, my heart squeezing. I could only stare at her a moment, like gazing at the sun, before the pain returned. Was this what it felt like to care? Lucifer’s sake, how could anyone stand this?

  “You want to stay with me?” she asked, her lips parted and eyes bright with hope.

  I took her cheek and held her tight. Yes, until the moon falls to the seas, I wish to remain by your side and in your heart.

  What is that thought? I frowned at the sentimentality that could have only come from the mortal cloak. Some remnant must yet be floating in my veins. No incubus, no demon would waste his unlimited time on such frivolity. We did not love, for we were never meant to love.

  “Given what we now know about the hunters, it seems dangerous for you to join a coven. Any one of them could be working with the enemy.”

  “Oh.” As her hopeful smile faded and she dipped her head, the lingering pain struck one last time. “That makes a lot of sense.”

  “I do try from time to time.” I could not give her what she wanted. It was not in my nature to be the beloved the others found so easily. Instead, I tenderly brushed back her hair, hoping the small touch would help.

  “What now?”

  “I believe…” I swept her up into my arms and pinned her back against the wall as I had that first night in her apartment. She smiled wickedly at me and my being surged with her desires.

  Catching her wrists, I extended them high above her head and pressed my full advantage against her hips. Layla sighed so deeply, I felt it. “You deserve one last ravishing between these walls.”

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Layla

  Ink clenched my wrists more tightly, a low rumble rising from him that sounded like a dragon guarding its gold. It sent a shiver straight down my spine that left me panting. He drew his nose up my cheek until he reached my ear. I waited for a sinful request, but instead of antagonizing me, he used that wily tongue to lick around my earlobe and pull it between his teeth.

  I groaned, arching my back. My incubus cupped my belly and tugged the tissue-thin fabric barely hiding my skin. With an almost chaste coyness, Ink let his forearm haplessly caress under my breasts. He tipped up my chin with his nose, then caught my lips in a hard kiss.

  On instinct, I squirmed, raising my leg. Ink caught it before I could do any accidental damage. He kneaded into my inner thigh, lifting my leg to wrap around his waist while I precariously balanced on the other.

  His deep rumble of laughter echoed against my cheek. “This is how I like you.”

  “In a flamingo pose?”

  “Strained to the near breaking point.” He thrust his hips, grinding his cock against my soaking panties.

  Fuck, it feels so good. I wanted him to strip me naked and slam me against the wall. Ink reached for my waist, about to remove either my panties or shirt, when a pair of green eyes flashed in my mind.

  No, that wasn’t real! I didn’t…ask for that. I didn’t want it.

  Ink paused, instantly reading my reticence. I leaned forward, hanging off the grip he had on my wrists, to kiss him. He pressed back, flattening my spine to the brick… Plaster, that was a plaster wall in my cheap apartment.

  “Actually.” I turned away from his kiss, a disquieting seed planting in my stomach. It was the wall sex that had made me keep thinking of Raul. Stone. “I’m not a hundred percent. Do you think we could…?”

  “Do much better?” He opened his tight grip on my wrists, but did not release them. Instead, he guided my palms so they clenched behind his neck. With a smile, Ink hefted me up until he held me. My ass bounced against the crown of his cock as he whispered in my ear, “Always, my bond.”

  I reached up to kiss him, expecting to be whisked away to my stripped bed. Ink took a step back, and a chill caught me. In surprise, I opened my eyes and found we were standing in Cal’s house next to the staircase. Boxes filled the hallway, cramming us in.

  “What are we…?”

  “Shh. Trust the maestro. He knows how to wave his baton for an unending crescendo.” Ink bent over, placing me on the worn carpet of the staircase. It was far from comfortable, but I didn’t care. My incubus was busy lifting away my shirt.

  “How come I never have to take yours off?” I asked. He was careful to place my sleep shirt on the banister before he fell to his knees astride me. Like swirling paint in water, Ink dipped his two fingers across the top of my chest.

  “I thought it easier for the sake of the festivities. Do you wish to?”

  He caressed over the fullness of my breasts, letting his palm brush against my awakening nipples. I sighed and reached for his shirt. Despite being an agent of sex chaos, Ink always kept his shirt tucked in. That was changing. I tugged like mad on the crimson tails, letting them fall around his waist. How his tightly controlled body looked at ease flipped a switch inside me I didn’t know I had.

  “You enjoy this side of me.” It wasn’t a question. It was never a question with him. Ink released my breasts and he coyly undid the second button on his shirt, then the third. All the while, he stared at me as if this were the hottest thing he’d ever done. His shirt fell open, revealing his taut shoulders, then his glistening pecs, and…

  I reached out tentatively, nearly cupping but holding back from a tattoo on his left pec. It was faint, as if it’d faded over the years, but I’d never seen it before. A loop of chain shaped like a heart had appeared directly over where his heart would be.

  “Is that new?” I asked, daring to let my fingers fall on the old but fresh ink.

  He glanced down without concern. “I suppose so. You’re welcome.” As he spoke, his chest lifted and the steady beat of his heart pulsed a louder symphony in my panties.

  I wrenched off his shirt, catching on the wrists, but Ink didn’t even wince. The force set off his dragon rumble and his cock grew inside his pants. That needed fixing. I caught him by the belt, tugging him closer, when a chill blew through my hair.

  “Layla,” Daniel whispered in my ear. I shivered, certain I’d imagined it, when Ink’s touch paused and he looked behind me.

  “You’re here. How?”

  He licked his lip while staring down my naked chest. “Their wicked curse must have worn off.”

  “The ghost can haunt you again. Huzzah.”

  Ink’s complaint was the only thing to pull Daniel from losing himself down my cleavage. “Should I leave you two alone?”

  To my shock, Ink said, “No.” Even Daniel stared in surprise. Ink tousled my hair back from my ear and he whispered, “We three bonded together to save her. I say she deserves we three in celebration of our victory.”

  “Ink…? Ah.” He took my right breast in his hand while he sucked on my ear. Daniel drifted lower until he sat on the stair above me and reached into my hand. Using my palm, he massaged my left breast with a hungry ferocity while Ink was a gentle tumble of fingers. My incubus tenderly swept his palm around the side and under, before he’d lightly caress my nipple. Daniel tugged on my nip, causing me to squeak more with each one. I could barely get a grip before one of them drove me mad.

  Both pressed my breasts together until Ink’s hand knocked into my own. The pair stared at each other, fingers knotted in my cleavage. I grabbed Ink’s hair and pulled him to my lips for a kiss. His stern growl slipped to a sensuous pout while Daniel ran his hand across the whole of my chest.

  “Take both her hands,” Ink said, pushing away. I had barely released his hair before Daniel slipped in. He crossed my arms like a slumbering mummy, my forearms propping up my breasts, while he pinched my nipples and whispered in my ear.

  “Every cry from your lips makes me come a thousand times.”

  “It’s a good thing ectoplasm isn’t real, or we’d never get the carpets clean,” Ink said.

  “Where are you going?” I called out to my wayward incubus. He didn’t just slide away for Daniel but got off the stairs entirely.

  “Merely attending to the door, my bond.” Ink gave a deep bow and pulled open the front door just as a box and my wolfish boyfriend entered.

  Cal greeted Ink with mild surprise, when he turned and found me nearly naked, my legs spread, panties drenched, and hands rubbing my breasts. The box fell to the ground and I jumped at a growl rolling in his throat.

  “Full moon,” Ink said just as Cal leaped forward like a man possessed. He wrapped his arms tight around me, hefting me off the stairs. It ripped Daniel free, leaving me completely at my werewolf’s mercy. From the fire in his eyes, I expected him to throw me over the banister and fuck me hard.

  But he carried me like a bride up the stairs. I clung to his neck, his flexing biceps pressing into me as we rose. At the top, he turned to stare down at the two left behind. “Are you coming?”

  My incubus smirked before he blinked out of existence. Cal carried me down the sloping hallway of his house toward a sudden light flickering in his bedroom. Without pause, he kicked on the door and we both gasped. Rose petals covered the flannel quilt and trailed onto the floor. Enough candles for an eighties music video filled every open space on his furniture. Standing in the middle, slowly bringing a flame from the tip of his finger to the last wick, was Ink.

  “A lady’s first night in her new boudoir requires proper ambience.”

  “I’m…” I pulled myself up to look in Cal’s eyes. “I wasn’t certain if you’d want me to—.”

  “If you think you’ll be sleeping in any bed but mine…” He tossed me onto the bed, which cradled me in. Cal pulled off his T-shirt by the back of the neck while his eyes blazed. Slamming one knee to the bed, he crawled over me. “You’re wrong.”

  I reached up for him, when cold hands swept inside of mine. They were tugged back, taking me with, until I stared at Daniel resting on the pillows behind me. Ink sat on the bed beside me, his trousers unbuttoned and the zipper beginning to fall. The demon who never did underwear slid closer, exposing his throbbing crown. He caught my chin and kissed me while Daniel pinned my hands above my head.

  Ink trailed his touch across my breast until he wedged a knee below the small of my back. Rough fingers latched onto the hips of my panties and I tried to sit up just as Cal shredded them into pieces. In just his tight-ass jeans, he drew his nose from my belly button straight down. Ink shoved me higher, and Daniel pulled my hands until they pressed against the headboard.

  With me strained to the breaking point, Cal dug his fingers under my ass and into my hips, then he sucked hard on my labia. God! I tried to thrust against him, my body at a boil from Ink’s touch. But Daniel held me tight as he gazed down at the wolf eating me out. My demon was gentler than both, tenderly sweeping his palms across my fallen breasts, then pushing my hair from my face. I tried to reach up to kiss him, but he leaned back.

  “Ink?”

  He circled the tip of his finger around my ear as he said, “We want to hear you.”

  “Oh god!”

  Cal’s hungry licking around the whole of me turned into a low growl. It bounced against my vulva, causing a second slower vibration that drove me mad. He flung himself back onto his knees and kept licking me even as he struggled to unbutton his jeans. Ink drew his palm against my inner thigh, his light touch causing my skin to shiver, before Cal’s two-day stubble scratched against it. My incubus strained my leg further as Daniel bent closer.

  I stared into his luminous eyes as he whispered so a faint breeze caressed my forehead. “You’ve never looked hotter. Ride his tongue, thrust harder. Take all you want as you deserve far more.”

  Cal whimpered against me, his tongue tapping against my clit before he pulled back. Concern struck me first, until I realized he was crying out in need from sucking on me. Moaning, he licked deeper while toying with the tip of his cock protruding from his jeans.

  “Shall we liven up the festivities with a bit of the old gladiatorial spearing?” Ink asked. Everyone stopped and stared at him. “What? That has fallen out of fashion? Shame. I refer, of course, to…”

  Ink drew the flat of his palm down the curve of my back until he slipped a finger straight to my back door. A flitter of pleasure tingled from his touch and I wanted more.

  “Wolf?”

  Cal looked up only a moment and waved in the general direction of his nightstand. It took Ink but a moment to procure a mega bottle of lube. “Do not worry, my bond. I am as gentle as the sunrise, until you do not wish me to be.”

  He pushed my back up higher and I thought it’d cause my ass to sink into the bed, but Ink’s finger was there before I knew it. Fuck me! The slippery glide of his touch set off a shiver clear down to my toes.

  Carefully, Ink dipped the tip of his finger in just as Cal did the same with his. Pierced in both holes by two men, my body sparked with unholy fire. I struggled to breathe, Ink playfully pinching my nipple as Cal sucked hard on my clit.

  I tried to shift for Cal’s tongue and also Ink’s finger. The swinging of my hips back and forth was just enough to strike the match. My entire body trembled from my big toe to my eyebrows as the orgasm swept over me. Cal clenched my thighs tight to his cheeks, his tongue pressing against my clit so I could ride it out.

  Ink brushed his knuckle over my anus, guiding the orgasm deeper. I tossed my head back and cried out as Daniel gasped in a pleasure he could no longer feel. He dropped my hand and brushed my thumb against my lip.

  I’d never felt so wrecked, and I needed more. It was Ink who read the thought first, his demonic chuckle brushing against my cheek. Cal caught on quick too, a sly smile rising as he finally tugged off his pants to reveal his mega-cock was ready for duty. I wanted all three inside me at once, I just wasn’t sure how to go about doing it.

  “Do not worry your perfect brow so.” Ink kissed me on the lips, his body stripped in the way only an incubus could. He guided a hand under my back and, with no strain, hefted me on top of him. As I came crashing down on his chest, then his hips, his cock wedged into my butt crack and the glide of its lubed crown set off another wave.

  “What if I crush you?” I asked even as I gave in to his hands plying at my breasts.

  Ink’s hot breath bounced against my cheek. “I would be mightily impressed. Would you be so kind, my good wolf?”

 

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