Page 76 of Son of a Witch

Weeks ago, I told Supergal a story about how I dressed up as a superhero and visited children in the hospital to bring them cheer. Inspire them to be their own heroes, get well again, and out of their beds.

To have her play out the same scenario for me… All the planning that went into this. Getting permission from the warden to decorate the training room. Purchasing all the materials, costumes, paint, and lighting. Fuck. I almost sobbed into my palms.

My heart thudded so hard, it almost burst. I didn’t think it possible to love someone this fucking much. For her to love me when I couldn’t give her everything.

“See this?” She twisted the sticky mess of a candy ring on her finger.

The one I gifted her months earlier to signify our relationship. A symbol of my commitment to her. Even though it was childish and silly, she never took it off. Only for showers to protect the candy from getting rinsed away. Dust and fluff stuck to it. Damn thing was filthy. That was my Candygirl for you.

“Sit on my lap, Candygirl.” I patted where I wanted her, and she came to me. I swiped my thumb along her bottom lip. “I’m gonna get you a real one when we’re out of here.”

“Shh.” She hushed me with a finger on my lips. “No matter how grimy it gets, how dark, how lost, it’s still with me. Always. Like you.”

Breath caught in my throat at her declaration. This was the woman for me. I caged her in my arms, never wanting to let her go.

“You’re a part of me forever.” She linked our fingers, squeezing tight. “There’s no trying to get out of this because you feel sorry for yourself.”

Ouch. An Astra Nomical word vomit special. Brutal honesty that knocked the wind out of you and left you rubbing your aching gut for days.

“No feeling less of a man or any of that shit.” Every word pierced like a knife to my breastbone. “You’re every bit the man who gave me this ring. The man I love and will always love. Do you hear me?”

She gripped the collar of my prison shirt and jerked me closer. Her breath heated and tickled my mouth, and I wanted to kiss her so badly but had to wait until she got this off her chest.

“When you say it like that, Supergal.” She cut off my words with a greedy kiss that she sucked down. I pulled away, panting. “I can’t say no.”

My big guy twitched, and I glanced at the ceiling, sending up thanks to the man upstairs for not stealing this from me. First time in weeks. I hadn’t tried to wake him up. Hadn’t been in the mood.

She shoved me in the chest. “You better not.”

The woman gave up her chance of freedom to stay for me. I wouldn’t let her down. Wouldn’t let her make her regret her decision. Not when she made a fucking declaration like that.

“I’ve never loved you more, Supergal.” I curled my hand behind her neck and brought her mouth to mine for a gentle kiss that backed my promise of eternal love.

She murmured her satisfaction into my mouth, deepening our connection, swiping her tongue along the folds of my mouth.

I drew back to whisper, “Did I tell you how much I love it when you get bossy? It’s sexy as fuck.”

“Yeah?” She grinned, her eyes sparkling with vivid blue pools, that I dove into, never to return.

“Yeah.” I trailed my lips along her neck, showing her what she meant to me when the words failed me, and the emotion got too much to bear.

“I love you so much, Tor.” Her fingers dug into my hair, lightly tugging, jerking me to her. “My sexy, protective, charming, sweet, considerate, hilarious bad boy.”

Hearing that made me feel lighter than a balloon that drifted into the atmosphere.

“You’re an incredible woman, Supergal.” I stroked her back in time to her brushes of my nape. “Every bit the bad girl, and don’t you deny it.”

I nuzzled her neck.

“Am not,” she protested. “Straight-A student. Valedictorian. Top of my class at the Guild in history of magick, herbology, beginner defensive spells.”

I laughed and nipped her shoulder to stop her from reeling off all her achievements. My woman was every bit the bad girl as I was a bad boy. “Fine. You’re a nerd that stole the headmaster’s dildo and ended up in here.”

Her head fell back with her laughter, and my chest warmed with a soft fire.

“Or so you told me.” My lips smiled on her neck. “The truth is debatable.”

She hummed her pleasure at my light grazes of her quickly heating skin.

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