Page 42 of Love Summoned

Sloane’s jaw ticks. “Fine.”

“Can I borrow your bike?” I ask.

Sloane runs her tongue over her teeth as she reluctantly nods. “Thanks. I’m off to bed. See you later.”

“Sera,” Celeste calls before I can leave. “Let’s have breakfast tomorrow before we all start running off?”

I turn my head, giving her a single nod over my shoulder before rushing up the stairs.

“How did it go?” Nix is sitting on my bed when I slip into my room.

Comfort washes over me from his presence, but the fragments of doubt threaten to tarnish it.

“Fine.” I banish the thoughts as I move between his open legs. His hands find my hips. I already miss the magic that used to follow from his touch. Another curious thing to figure out. “I need to take a drive out of town tomorrow. Care to join me?”

He smiles. “Another of your good girl missions?”

I run my hands over his shoulders and into the short strands of hair at his nape. “I need to find someone. They might be connected to the visions that brought me here.”

My magic reaches for a shift in his emotions, something that links him to Catori. Energy swirls in my stomach like nerves, but his fingers digging into my hips as he gently pulls me closer sings a different tune. It’s that feeling when you hold on tight to something before you brace for impact, or prepare to fall.

“You think this someone is like us? Of the supernatural world?” he asks, the feeling of apprehension radiating off him competes with something more resolute, like defiance or determination.

“A hunter.”

Nix’s eyebrows pinch. “A hunter?”

I step one foot at a time around his legs then lower down to straddle him. “Surely you’ve come across a hunter or two in your demon days?”

Nix’s gaze tracks over my body, his hands gliding up my waist followed by a distracted hum of agreement. His energy moves like a languid caress over my body, feeling more settled than before.

I push his chin up until his eyes meet mine. “Is that a yes?”

“I can’t remember the question,” he whispers.

“Distractions can be very dangerous.” I swipe my thumb over his bottom lip.

My skin prickles as his eyes darken with need. “I’m well aware.”

Nix doesn’t move, but his shadows do. Bursting from his body, smoky limbs circle my middle as I’m lifted from the ground. More weave around my thighs keeping me in a straddling position while my arms are pinned to my side.

“What are you doing?” My chest heaves as my pussy throbs.

Nix runs his tongue over his bottom lip as he leans back on his hands. “Issuing another punishment.” He smirks as another shadowy limb stretches from his shoulder, the end forming into a hand as it lifts the hem of my dress to expose my panties.

“What did I do this time?” My words are breathless as the shadow inches higher up my thigh.

“Distract me.” My body, still suspended in the air, drifts forward until my pussy is level with Nix’s face.

“Me? Never?” My toes curl inside my boots, while my fingers squeeze the fabric of my dress as Nix’s mouth hovers above my thigh and follows the same trail his shadows just made. Those are the only parts of my body that I still have control of, along with my mouth. Physically, I’m bound. I don’t know what kind of powers he has that seems to have my heart and mind also under lock and key.

“My witch.” He groans before pressing a light kiss to the inside of my upper thigh. “You are the most beautiful distraction.” Another kiss is left just beside my pussy.

My insides are taut as every nerve begs for contact. “How am I a distraction?”

Nix looks up at me from between my thighs as his hand shifts my panties away. Cool air hits my aching pussy, the muscles contracting with a throbbing need.

“Demon 101: never fall for a witch.”