Hex and the Single Witch by Saranna DeWylde Read Free Book Online

slid her dress from her shoulders to pool at her feet.
    And there was nothing beneath.
    “Just lovely, so innocent,” Lila murmured as her tongue slid over heated skin.
    Caraway couldn’t help but arch into the caress.
    “Like that, do you?” Alexander’s lips met Lila’s over Caraway’s shoulder.
    Caraway couldn’t tell who was touching her where, only that it was divine and she never wanted it to stop. She could see Alexander’s mouth, hard and unforgiving, grinding into Lila’s softness—and Lila, as always, struggling for more. But as he kissed the other woman, his hand was between her thighs, invading and delving into her slick cunt. Caraway was suddenly sure her legs would no longer hold her and she sank back against the almost foreign lushness pressed up against her back.
    “That’s it, I’ll help you.” Lila guided Caraway’s thigh up around Alexander’s waist.
    Caraway realised the sensations had stopped and turned her head to see Brody lurking in the doorway. She blushed.
    She’d almost forgotten he was coming. Actually, she wanted him to go away. Caraway had never had this much attention at one time and she didn’t want to share it, not with someone who would try and take everything from her.
    “So much to do, so little time, eh, Bendopolous?”
    Brody stood there, dumfounded by what he saw. He couldn’t believe that was Caraway, his Caraway, splayed like a wanton whore between the two most notorious fiends at Magic and Mayhem. He’d really thought she would back out.
    Especially with how angry she’d been.
    Was she getting him back? The glazed look of pleasure in her eyes told him ‘no’. Brody had thought it would be okay, that he wanted to see her like this, but it hadn’t been him who had made her this way. That had been what he was hoping for, because he didn’t want her. Right?
    But seeing her like this, her hair fanned out in a luxurious banner over her creamy shoulder, the sultry look on her face, her eyes half-lidded, glutted on pleasure...
    She’d never been that way with him.
    Brody knew it was just the competitive side of him, the urge to win, to be the best, but damn if it didn’t look like something he wanted a part of...
    “Coming, Bendopolous?” Alexander queried.
    “Not yet.”
    “We can help you with that,” Lila added.
    “Yeah?” he asked, now unsure of what to do.
    “Yeah.” Lila reached for Brody, drawing him into the mesh of skin and heat.
    Caraway’s eyes were haunted as they fell on Brody, taking in his body, his eagerness for Lila’s touch.
    “I can’t do this,” Caraway whispered.
    “You seem to be doing just fine,” Alexander said, turning her attention away from Brody.
    “No, I...” Caraway bit down on her lip and broke away, scooped up her dress and slid it over her head as she half-sprinted towards the door.
    Lila turned and watched her go, pouting all the while. “I wasn’t finished.”
    Alexander sighed. “Fuck it all. I’ll be right back.”
    “Looks like it’s just you and me. Come play.” Lila eased herself across a desk, throwing her hair across her shoulder and displaying her shapely arse for Brody’s approval.
    “Uh.”
    “Oh, C’mon. I’ll be Alexander and you can practice your approach. Not that he would ever let you top, of course, but you can pretend...”
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Chapter Seven
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    “Caraway.”
    The dark-headed witch kept walking.
    “Merlin damn you, Cara!”
    She stopped. “What else could you possibly want?”
    “For you to finish what you started.” He grabbed her wrist.
    “You wouldn’t understand.” She turned away, but didn’t tug her wrist from his grasp.
    “How’s that?”
    “I can’t have this discussion with you.” Caraway shook her head.
    “You can shove your fingers into my trousers without so much as a by-your-leave, but you can’t have a discussion ?”
    Alexander asked.
    She coloured. “Smacking your knob is a bit different than some...” She paused