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Things swirled up in her breast, those cravings she kept locked down, always He was too clever for his own good The chance to indulge the succubus side alone was an offer alot into so there with a Dark Guardian, no matter how intuitive he was
Sex didn’therself away fro, a purely practical arrangeet more control over the situation Her intuition said hell no
It pricked her pride, but her sanity was more important than her pride "Thank you for the kind offer, but no Pick one of the others, orknife hand of yours to jerk off The hand’s cheaper"
His lips curved hu a damn what he did or didn’t see The ansas still no
"What if your consent would save the lives of those you protect?"
Her lips twisted "You’d blackmail me just to makeit for thehtened her jaw to hold on to the scathing retort "I’ve given you your options," she said coolly
He rose "I’ll take the bed solo For now A room with a TV is preferable I don’t sleep much"
She wasn’t surprised; the battle-readiness switch he kept on continuous low huest he was the drowsy type "Third bedroo the bell in the roo She’s the most suitable for your tastes"
He lifted a brow "Familiar with my tastes, are you?"
"It’s my job"
She’d risen from the couch; now he stepped closer to her "Then you already know she’s not the e with that one He knehat she wanted, on a lot of different levels She gave herself credit for not even blinking "That sounds like a personal problee your e yours, you don’t need to ring a bell I’ll coht for now, Raina"
Said the spider to the fly, she thought He gave her a surprisingly elegant old-world bohere his eyes never left hers Then he turned away While his departure relieved her of his far too intense stare, it didn’t dispel the things he’d uncovered with that offer She wasn’t going to be sleeping ht, either
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RAINA CLIMBED THE STAIRS TO HER ROOM IT WAS IN the ’s peak, coravitational point to spin and reinforce enchantments on the house as needed Her tea carafe was still on the war quilt bedspread Candles flickered fro theht air, her enchant the rush of wings, she lifted her arripped her ars
"Ow Cut it out So, black chicken"
"Bite me, bite me," he chirped at her
"I’ll bite you I’ll cook and chew you up in little pieces" She let him move to his perch It here he typically slept, on the threshold between inside and outside An additional protection for her, and his preferred roosting point
"Did you find those ingredients I need for the moon ritual?"
He hopped from the perch to a per it, of course, and plucked out several long strands of foliage, along with two or three wilted florals A couple dimes rolled out, a silver screw "You really need to work on your addiction to shiny things," she co up the plants, she examined them with a critical eye, nodded "Good finds These will do perfectly"
Despite her teasing, he’d performed as required, as he always did There’d been no need for hiood familiar knehen it was best to stay out of the way, let his witch have elbow roo his chain was one of her little rituals
Actually, she enjoyed yanking anyone’s chain Mikhael had reers of that, there at the end Still, she’d been perversely pleased at the faint flicker of irritation he’d shohen she thwarted his earlier plans
He thought her too lenient with Isaac Wrong assue When she’d rebounded that arc of power frole tail, she’d pulled a tendril of it into herself Like Mikhael, she’d no if the incubi left her property Unlike hiy of her house to aid her, so she’d get the news bulletin first Probably not by a wide ht save Isaac’s life, if he was foolish enough to bolt
She wasn’t worried about Mikhael trying to sneak off with hi subtle about the Dark Guardian If he changed his ht out Probably because he’d enjoy the fight
When she glanced in her mirror, she realized she had a feline smile on her face Yeah, part of her twisted ht of a length of chain in his hand, winding around her wrists, twisting over his fingers, a steel tether…
No restraints…except the ones I put on you myself
She yanked herself away froe fantasies, because they were a much safer outlet than real life, but in this case, the craving was far too close to the surface, and dangerous Someone anted to feed it was in the house