“Unless…”
“I’m good.” The orgasm he’d given her was enough to cool the
jets. Heck, she rarely had an orgasm with Layton and usually only had them when
she masturbated. That orgasm had been huge. Besides, it gave her a
reason to have him another time. She liked that idea.
Snuggling against him, she was a bit surprised she didn’t
feel awkwardness around Zeke. Before Layton, when she had one-night stands, she
simply wanted away from the warlocks after and always felt a little ashamed.
But she enjoyed being here in Zeke’s arms, as odd as it was, he comforted her.
“Just so you know, that was a first for me,” he murmured.
She jerked up and out of his arms, causing him to lift his
head. “You’ve never had a blowjob before?”
“Well no, I’ve received many blowjobs.” His eyes twinkled.
“But no one has ever swallowed for me.”
Oh, she loved that. “I’ve never come that hard before, so
we’re even.”
With another laugh, he pulled her back into his arms and she
rested her head against his chest. Here in his arms, she felt unusually safe,
which was peculiar considering he was a demon.
After a long pause, he broke the silence. “Tell me, now that
you’ve decided to live here, do you plan on finding a job?”
Good question. What were her plans? “I haven’t really
thought about it. I guess I’ll have to find something.” Not for the money,
since her bank account had never looked better with the smart investments she’d
made, but to be a productive citizen of the town. She liked being useful,
having something to wake up to and do every day and feel proud about.
He trailed his finger over her shoulder in a slow sweep.
“What type of job interests you?”
Gazing out at her beautiful garden, watching the tulips sway
in the wind, she shook her head, ignoring the stab of inadequacy. A normal
witch would not be asked such a question. “Not sure. But it has to be something
that doesn’t involve magic.”
Zeke scoffed, his hand stilling on her biceps. “But you’re a
witch—to deny that and go into some mundane job is ridiculous.”
Ridiculous it may be, but an ugly truth stared her dead in
the face. “Yes, well, you’ve seen my magic.” Besides, this lesson had been
drilled into her mind for so long, the last thing she wanted was to use her
magic in front of others. “It’s better for everyone if I refrain.”
“Nonsense.” He pushed her away from him and gave her a hard
look. “From what I’ve seen, you’re not dangerous.” He pressed a finger under
her chin, trapping her in his powerful gaze. “Have you ever hurt anyone?”
“No, but why chance it?” This had been the coven’s concern.
What if she did injure someone? She’d never forgive herself. “My magic
is very unpredictable.”
Zeke regarded her for a long moment. His eyes searched hers
until suddenly curiosity filled his expression. He stood, offering his hand to
her. “Come on. Get dressed.”
With hesitation, she accepted his hand and once she was on
her feet, he added, “I need to see exactly what your thingamajigs are.”
How had this happened? No, she didn’t want to expose herself
and let him see her pitiful magic any more than he already had. “But…but…but…”
Reaching down, he picked up her panties and skirt, then
thrust them into her hands. His eyebrow arched over very stern eyes. “Bryanna,
you should know better. Arguing with a demon is never wise.”
Blessed Be!
Chapter Five
Bryanna appeared worried, Zeke wasn’t nearly so. He’d seen
enough black magic, witches and demons alike, to understand the danger they
could unleash on the world. Bryanna didn’t have a single flicker of evil in her
sexy body. Even if her magic didn’t come out correctly, he doubted she’d be a
danger to anyone.
Deep down, he did believe her key to recovery was through
her magic. A witch and her magic were one. To deny an instrumental part of
herself would eat away at that witch until there was