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with the comely flesh of his
experience. “How was she?” It was petty of me. But the new threat
to my unborn child left me feeling angry and helpless in a way I
had never felt when I was being threatened myself.
    Marcus set his jaw. “If you are asking if she
was a good fuck, then the answer is yes.” He gripped my arms and
brought me close. “You are my mate, Jessa. I have never desired the
body of another since I claimed you.” But I was in no mood to
listen to his words. I twisted away from him and stalked to the
bedroom, slamming the door as he called after me. “And I never
will!”
    I tore my clothes off and heaved my body into
the bed. I heard Marcus slamming objects around in the cabin for a
while, and then it was strangely quiet. I knew he waited for me,
but I stubbornly refused. Finally I heard the door to the cabin
slam closed and a moment later the mournful howl as he sought
refuge in the shape of the wolf. Tears ran over my cheeks as I
nestled into the cool pillow and waited for the shelter of
sleep.
    I did not know the hour he came to me. The
fresh smell of the outdoors was all over him. He must have run for
hours. He did not wait for me get wet, or to even awaken fully. He
plunged into me without prelude or apology. I bit my lip to keep
from crying out as he pushed my legs higher and further apart to
give himself better access, grunting with each punishing thrust. It
did not take long for me to become slippery with arousal. My hands
reached out to touch the firm muscles of his shoulders, but he
would have none of it. He pinned my arms roughly behind my head and
sucked hard on my breasts. They were already tender from the
pregnancy and I steeled myself against the pain of this rough
treatment. I came sharply and refused to cry out my pleasure but he
knew anyway. He grinded his hips in a hard circle again and again
as the waves crested and washed me to completion. Then he withdrew
abruptly and forced my hand to stroke his unsatisfied dick. He came
in a wild spurt which covered my large stomach and my sore breasts.
He pushed my hand into the hot juice, rubbing it into my skin and
holding me to the bed for many minutes as his seed dried. Finally
he released me, rolling into his pillow. The only words he spoke
were bitter. “You should know all this by now.”
    Yes, I knew. I belonged to him. He had made
that clear from the beginning. And also, he belonged to me. But I
said nothing and stared into the darkness.
    The next day I sought the witch. I felt a
twinge of doubt as I knocked on the door with a plate of cookies on
my hand. I didn’t know if witches ate cookies.
    Cassiah smiled when she saw me. “Of course I
love cookies.”
    Of all the strange things which I had
experienced since Marcus landed on my patio in the shape of a wolf,
perhaps the oddest one yet was sitting across from my husband’s
former lover as we ate chocolate chip cookies. Cassiah’s golden
hair reached to her waist and she wasn’t dressed nearly as demurely
as she had been the day before. She wore no bra under her skimpy
floral sundress and her creamy flesh filled the eye no matter where
you looked. She was very beautiful. I tried to bury my thoughts
deep but the witch smiled as she slowly chewed her cookie. She
swallowed. “Thank you, Jessa.”
    I blushed. “I just wanted to stop by to thank
you. You know, for coming.”
    “You are afraid.”
    I felt the threat of tears. “Of course I’m
afraid! Jesus, there are demons trying to possess my baby. I’m
goddamn terrified!” I took a deep breath. “Can you stop
them?”
    The witch nodded vaguely. “Yes, there are ways
to stop them.”
    I exhaled with relief. “Anything. I’ll do it.
We’ll do it.”
    Cassiah leaned close, her voice low. “Demons
cannot enjoy pleasures of the flesh. It is why they seek a human
form. They know the power of sex. They crave it almost as much as
they fear it.”
    I was a little lost. “So, demons can be
defeated by…”
    “Fucking. Yes