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His tongue entered her. She felt it move inside of her. Inand out, in and out. When he licked her clit she threw back her head and, using her hands, she lifted up to get him deeper. She wrapped her fingers in his hair and tried to guide him to her clit again, but he wouldn’t go. Frustration was making her needy, and she wanted him to make her come with him in the worst sort of way.

When he finally took her clit into his mouth and sucked her hard, she screamed out her release. His fingers entered her, and again, he touched off another climax, then another. She lay back when he stood, his cock thick and hard before her. There was so much precum on him that she was sure that there was going to be very little left for herself.

“Watch me. Watch what I want to do when I come inside of you.” His hand fisted his cock and stroked it once twice, then a third time before he came. “Oh baby, yes.”

Thick hot cum jettisoned out from him and onto her belly, breasts, and face. He roared with each release, and when he reached down and pinched her clit she came again, screaming out his name as he rubbed his cum all over her.

He wasted no time in taking her this time. His cock filled her to her throat, it felt like, and she wanted to feel his cum. Rubbing his juices all over her, she nearly fainted when her hands rubbed his cum on her breasts. All she could think of as he filled her was that she was never going to be the same again.

“I’m coming.” She fell back on the desk, her body tight with anticipation. As soon as he bit down on her shoulder, she came so hard that she thought that she was broken. Even as she came a second, then a third time, she knew that, on some level, this wasn’t normal. This wasn’t the way that people made love. When he growled at her, his voice in her head, she came again when ordered and passed out.

When she woke, she was on his lap—it had to have been only a few seconds. His cock was deep inside of her. Almost as soon asshe sat up, feeding him her breasts, she threw back her head and came again.

Nothing could have prepared her for having this kind of love, and when he pulled her to him, her clit at his groin, Summer screamed out his name and let herself tumble over into the bliss that was theirs and theirs alone.

This time, when she woke up, she was still in his arms, but her body was lying across his. He wasn’t talking, but she could tell that he was deep in thought. Sitting up a bit more, he smiled at her as he adjusted her on his lap.

“I love you.” His grin got bigger, and she told him that she loved him as well. “I want to prepare you for the magic—” But it was too late. It was rolling over her like a thunderstorm in the middle of summer.

Her body felt turned inside out. Fingers cramping up, it was all she could do to hold onto him. While he held onto her, Summer could feel her feet tightening. Her hair seemed to crackle in her mind. Even as she held onto him, Ayden kept saying that he was sorry that he had her and that she’d be all right. Passing blissfully out, she knew that this wasn’t finished, but she couldn’t take the pain any longer.

Looking around the room, she knew that she was in her bed. The room wasn’t dark, but just enough that she had to squint to see what was in the room with her. It was Ayden who spoke to her, seemingly from a long distance and told her that she was all right that it was over. Closing her eyes, she knew that if it was over, she was going to have magic that would only be revealed by Brandy and Mac. Her body was just too sore to care if she could even see ghosts like her daughter.

Getting out of bed and going to the bathroom, she didn’t make a sound as she made her way across the room. The bottom of her feet hurt, and she thought that she would have a permanent cramp in her hands as she made her way back to thebed. When Ayden lifted the covers, she got into bed with him and snuggled closer to him. The walk to the bathroom had been chilly, but she was warmer now that she had Ayden at her side.

The sun was up when she got out of bed again. There were damp towels hanging on the rack and smallish footprints on the floor from water dripping. Taking a shower and letting the too-hot water run over her, she began to feel better even as she stretched out. Her only thought was that if they made love like that again, she was going to be too sore to move. Hopefully, it was something that didn’t happen every day. Then she realized that she did want that every day and smiled. She didn’t know what to think when she found herself with the ability to dress herself with magic.

Chapter 4

The house was full of items that they knew would be in great demand. Guy loved being able to help, and when it was his turn to do inventory, he didn’t mind having to be inside at all. In fact, he thought that he could do this forever. Picking up the house phone when it rang, he answered with “Fraizer” Not giving much away as to what he was doing there. Whoever it was, they were going to be shocked that he was in such a great mood. Because he was, damn it.

“Tell me how many diapers I can have? And I want full boxes too, not you bundling them up in a bag for me.” He didn’t recognize the voice, so he said his name again. “I don’t care who this is. If you’re going to be giving away shit, I want some of it. How many diapers can I have?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you’re talking about. How did you get this number? In order to qualify, you have to fill out an application before you get anything from the charity.” She let out a string of curse words that frankly embarrassed him. “We don’t sell diapers. And unless you have applied for them, I can’t help you. This is a charity, not a store.”

“I’m not going to pay for them, dumbass. The lady that works for me—well, she used to work for me said that she got free shit from you guys, and I want some of it.” He asked her again if she’d filled out an application. “No, and I’m not going to fill one out either. Why should I have to pay for them when you’re out there giving shit away just because someone popped out a kid that they can’t afford. I’m betting my taxes pay for this anyway, and I want my fair share.”

“This is a charity that works with donations. We have nothing to do with the government.” She told him bullshit. “Well, it’s been nice talking to you, but as I said, I’m not going to give youanything until it’s been approved.”

“Listen here, you mother fucker, you’re going to do what I tell you because of who I…do you have any idea who you’re talking to? I’m going to own that little business you have gone by the end of the day if you don’t do what I want. I’m a woman who gets what she wants no matter what the application is. Mother fuck. It’s just diapers. Give me enough to get me by for the year, and I’ll not have to sue you.”

“And what do you think you’d be suing me for? Not giving a person diapers when you can obviously afford them? No, I don’t think so.” He put the phone back on the shelf after disconnecting the call and continued with his inventory. When it rang again, he simply ignored it.

He was nearly done when he noticed that there were several messages on the answering machine. As he listened to the woman, her getting angrier and angrier each time he didn’t answer, he laughed his ass off as he made his way to his car. Glad that he’d started it before he’d come out—it was freezing outside. Something hit him from behind, and Guy hit the ground.

Waking up, he realized two things at once. He was in the hospital, and his brothers were all in the room with him. Asking them what happened, it was Ayden who answered him after telling them that they had it on record that his head was harder than anyone else.

“I suppose that is supposed to make sense.” They laughed, and he realized that he did have a major headache. “Some woman did this. I remember just before I fell out of it that I could smell perfume.”

“Mrs. Hathaway. She’s the mayor’s wife. I’m so glad that we put up the security cameras before we opened. She was there to knock you out, too, as she had a ball bat.” He asked why she’d done that to him. “Don’t know. She didn’t say anything other than hitting you. There were several missed calls from her in thebuilding, but none of them made any sense to us.”

“I remember now. She wanted diapers. Boxes of them.” He explained what had transpired between the two of them while he’d been doing inventory. “She said that if we were giving them away, then she should have some too. Something about suing us as well, but I don’t remember that too much.”

“We’re not a profit place. Suing us would be like suing the road.” Ayden told him that he was going to have to have x-rays before they’d let him home. “As it is now, you need about a dozen stitches. And she’s been arrested because Capshaw said that had you been human, she would have killed you, so he’s charging her with attempted murder.”

“She was saying that we gave some to someone that worked for her. I didn’t get a name, but since we’ve only helped about half a dozen people, and only one of them is getting diapers, I think we can narrow it down a bit.” Ayden said that was what they thought as well after listening to the messages. “I ignored her after the first call. After that, I finished up and went out to my car only to be hit by her.”

“That’s what the cameras showed, too.” The nurse came in and asked him if he wanted anything for pain, and he told her yes. Talking to his brothers was making him realize how bad his head was hurting. “They’re going to keep you overnight so that they can keep an eye on you, but I’ll come and get you in the morning. All right?”

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