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“Samantha is my familiar,” I grinned up at my mate, then looked back down at his dog. “I can’t believe it. All these years, I wondered if I’d ever find my familiar, and you belonged to my mate.”

“Are you fucking serious?” Logan chuckled and shook his head, all while looking too smug for his own good. “See, I told you we belonged together. It was Fate.”

“Well, yeah. What else would it be?” I deadpanned.

“Smartass. What does this mean for Samantha?” Logan dropped the pillow on the floor under the window and set the bag down. As he dug out the contents, pulling out dog bowls and a small bag of food, Samantha got up and began to explore while Mortimer watched her with his yellow eyes and feigned disinterest by cleaning his paws.

“It means she will live as long as I do. Familiars that are bonded to their witches join their lifelines together.” I stood to my feet and smiled down at Logan’s dog, my familiar. I grinned as I looked back at Logan. “I guess this makes her more mine than yours,” I teased.

He walked over to me, wrapped an arm around my waist, and pulled me into him. “I don’t care, as long as both of my girls are happy.” He kissed me, and we both looked down to see Samantha sitting in front of us, her tail wagging happily as she took us both in.

“Are you my mommy, too? Like mommy Kristy?”she asked.

I stifled a laugh. “I guess you could say that.”

“Yay!”

Chapter

Thirty-One

BRIDGETTE

With the shower running in the background, I got myself ready. After getting Samantha settled in for the night, we’d gone to the bedroom to get ready for bed. I was dressed in a sheer negligee that I picked up from a local boutique with Shayla’s help. If I would have followed her input, I would have been wearing nothing but strings and crotchless panties, but I somehow won the argument, and instead I was wearing the prettiest soft pink nightie that showed off my curves underneath. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but blush at the hint of my rosy nipples peeking through the material, along with the shadow of red hair at the juncture of my thighs.

When the shower turned off, I took a deep breath. It was time to knock Logan on his ass without ending up there myself.

Logan walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped low around his waist, and I licked my lips at the delicious sight of his abdominals flexing as he rubbed another towel over his wet hair.I wanted to trace the deep grooves of the vee that ran across and down his hips with my tongue. There was just something about a man with an Adonis belt that did it for me. And the fact thatmyman had one, well, I was one lucky, lucky girl.

“Whoa,” he mouthed silently as he took me in. He was standing there, frozen as if he could hardly breathe. It sure did give a girl some happy shivers to be looked at as if she were everything he could ever want.

I sauntered over towards him, making sure my hips were swinging just right, the way I had practiced in the mirror. I had a plan of seduction, and I intended to follow through, using every asset I was given by the Goddess and my mother.

I ran a fingertip over his chest, letting the sharp end of my nail graze over one flat brown nipple as I walked around him. My hand drifted over his shoulder, then along the stiff muscles of his back as he held himself rigid, waiting to see what I was going to do next.

“Little witch, what are you doing?” he asked gruffly.

I came back around to stand in front of him again and smiled. “I’m seducing you,” I replied with a wink. “Is it working?”

“Fuck, babe. All you have to do is be in the room and my cock is hard for you. Seeing you like this?” he shook his head and gripped his hard shaft that was tenting the towel and squeezed. “I want inside you more than I want to breathe.”

I pouted up at him as I traced over his abs and down to the edge of the towel that was low enough to show his neatly trimmed pubic hair just above the root of his cock. Running my finger back and forth in a teasing manner, I tilted my head. “Is my big, strong man having trouble staying in control?”

He growled low in his throat, making his chest rumble, and I could feel the dampness coating my thighs. I was going to have ahard time sticking to the plan if he kept acting so fierce and sexy. “Bridgette,” he warned.

“Logan,” I said quietly. “You have been so stressed out these last few days with your job hanging in the balance. I know you want your badge back, and it has you frustrated. Please. Let me do this for you tonight. Okay?”

He stared down at me, his chest rising and falling with his deep breaths, then finally gave in. “Alright, little witch. But as soon as you’re done playing, you’re mine to punish for making me wait.”

My whole body shivered at his warning tone, sparks of electricity lighting up my nerve endings. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to lie back and give him his way. But then I shook my head and came back to my senses. I had to stay in control for my plan to work.

I knocked his big hand out of the way and found the edge of the towel as he let out another growl. When I found hot, warm skin, I wrapped my hand around his length and stroked. “Okay, big guy. My turn first, though,” I winked.

I took both hands and pulled the towel apart to reveal his heavy cock that was already dark and beginning to leak at the tip. Licking my lips, I considered dropping to my knees right where we stood in the middle of the floor, but I needed him laid out on the bed. His knees wouldn’t be able to hold him for long.

I gave him a shove, and I knew I was only able to move him because I’d taken him by surprise. He stumbled back a couple of steps until the backs of his knees hit the edge of the mattress, and he fell, making the bed frame creak ominously with his heavy weight. As soon as he was on his ass, I pushed again until he was on his back, staring up at me.

I finally dropped to my knees in front of him. As he made a grab for me, trying to haul me off the floor and up onto his body, I stopped him instantly. Sparks danced from my fingers asI wrapped them around his girth and stroked, letting the sparks ignite tiny bites of electricity over his swollen flesh.

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