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a job good and done to me.”
    “You’re sick,” she panted.
    “And you’re my disease. Guess we’re even then.”
    Raegan raised her hand to smack him; she really did. Only
instead, she found herself again seizing his shoulders and dragging his mouth
upward until she tore kisses away from his sinfully delicious lips. And then
her body couldn’t stand it. She had him inside her. She had Zeth buried deep
within her pussy, and she couldn’t fight her need anymore, if she ever had.
    She swirled her hips and moaned into his kiss. “Oh God.”
    “You’re telling me,” he murmured, the fire in his eyes
fading again. “Knew you’d be tight. Squeeze me, baby. Show me what you can do.”
    She flushed with a confused combination of outrage and heat.
“Do I need to remind you yet again how incredibly dead you’re gonna be once
this spell is over?” She tossed her head back, her moves becoming harder and
more boisterous. This on-top thing was definitely worth exploring. Later. With
someone not Zeth.
    “Good,” he said, though again hurt flashed across his face.
“Who’d wanna be burdened with this memory?”
    “Shut up!”
    “Little touchy, aren’t we?” He bit at her shoulder, his left
palm pressing her ass against his cock as he rolled his body under her. It
wasn’t fair how good he felt. How his skin rubbed her inner walls in a way that
she’d thought existed solely in smutty romance novels. Something burned in her
belly, something she’d only experienced a handful of times. What she felt now,
though, paled in comparison to anything she’d felt before. It had to be the
spell. It had to be.
    “Someone’s enjoying this a little too much,” Zeth said.
    Raegan’s nostrils flared. “You wish.”
    “Yeah.” He pinched her clit and pressed her harder against
his cock. “I stay awake at night, dreaming of your cunt.”
    She growled. Honest to God, Raegan growled and smashed her
pussy against him with such anger that her skin burned. She wanted to fuck him
so hard he’d ache. That his cock would break and he’d never find satisfaction
in any woman ever again. She wanted him alive if it meant he’d suffer and
ashes-to-ashes dead if he’d have something to live for.
    “You’re—”
    “Dead?” Zeth’s brows flickered. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Believe
me, I received that memo. Getting a little redundant. Might as well ride this
out, baby. We might be stuck here for a while.”
    She flushed again, though for an entirely different reason,
the logical part of her brain desperately battling the furious need for
self-preservation. Whatever else, on some level, where it really mattered, she
knew this wasn’t his fault. She did. She really, really did. But damn it, she
needed it to be. She needed someone to blame, and O’Brien was fuck-knew-where,
they hadn’t stopped demon Jezebel. Zeth had thrown himself into her battle, her
need to stop something she didn’t understand. For better or worse, in some way,
Raegan had chosen him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she must have known
she might be too late to stop O’Brien from fulfilling the summoning. She must
have reasoned and chosen which of her forbidden fantasies she would be the
safest to seize.
    Though honestly, Raegan didn’t have many fantasies. Though
there was a possibility she would have strangled her boss if he were in
proximity when the spell triggered, or stolen someone’s purse because of the
one or two idle daydreams she’d entertained wherein cash just landed on her
lap. Trying to discern what would have set her off in any other scenario was
futile as there were really only two possibilities—throw her life away in a
desperate need to find Natalie’s killer, or succumb to the attraction she’d
long tried to suppress since discovering his heritage, and fuck Zeth senseless.
    In the morning, she’d be happy for Option B.
    Right now, reality having merged with fantasy, her
adrenalin-high mind couldn’t negotiate how something she’d