Page 99 of Bewitching Her Monsters

“If I were to forgive you, what would you want from me moving forward? Really want… not just the answer youthinkI want to hear.”

Arran gulps. He knows this is his test. It comes down to this. “I want to make you my mate. Love you. Protect you.”

Geeze. These supes don’t play around. It’s let me ‘lick your pussy, and then I’m mating you for eternity’ in the next breath.

Do I mind? Not really. I write this shit because it turns me on. I’ve desired to have someone consumed by my existence.

“How can we soothe Arran’s berserkerandhave you do what you need to do to heal me?” I ask Maxum.

“I think he’s going to need to be inside you when I am.”

My body heats with that image. Do I take one in the mouth? One in the ass? I wonder which I would prefer where. And I love all the ideas. I can’t choose.

“Oh, wait, what about STDs?” I hold my hands out like they are about to rip my blanket away and fuck me stupid… well,morestupid.

“Supes don’t carry diseases,” Maxum assures me. “You aren’t worried about me breeding you?”

Oh, shit. I’m dying inside with his use of the wordbreeding.

I wonder if he has a kink. But I wait as the impulse to giggle passes, and I shake my head. “I’m on birth control.”

Maxum looks at his crotch, and then at Arran’s growing bulge. “I’m going to get something stronger. Our magic might negate your prevention.”

Even though I feel weak as a fragile wilted flower, I apparently died and don’t exactly feel double penetrated fresh. “Maybe I can clean up while you get that?”

“You can’t even sit up.” Arran fidgets, his hands poised to snatch me up.

“Can you help me?” I ask, feeling vulnerable. I’ve been so independent and isolated. It’s a foreign sensation asking for help.

Arran exhales, and his tension falls away. “It would be my honor.”

“I’ll be back soon, little witch.” Maxum nods and heads out of the house.

My shifter smiles sadly. “I’m so sorry. I wish I wasn’t cursed. Then I could let you be with Maxum alone.”

I hold my arms out to him so he can help me up. When his strong arms lift me and carry me to the bathroom, I confess, “It’s okay. I want both of you.”

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BUCKET LISTED

ARRAN

When Jade confesses to wanting us both, I almost stumble with her in my arms. Which is not great since we are now on the slip-sliding away bathroom tiles.

I steady myself and try to remain calm. But my beast is waking the fuck up.

What’s worse, I don’t know how long Maxum will be away.

I need him to keep her safe… just in case my beast loses control. And losing control is on-brand for that part of myself.

“Arran?” Jade calls me softly.

I realize I’m gripping her so tightly that she probably can’t breathe. “Sorry.”

I loosen my hold and pull the throw blanket away from her naked body—well, almost naked body.

My arm is bracing her against me. Her full breasts are begging to be released from the thin bra she’s wearing, and I wonder why she even bothers with wearing the flimsy thing. I want her naked all the time, ready for me to fondle her beautiful tits.

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