Page 31 of Witch's Betrayal
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RAUM
No one could miss the tension radiating off of Deja like steam from boiling water. I found it sexy but also concerning.
While she normally moved with grace and ease behind the counter at the tea shop even during the busiest times, she was clearly distracted after the impromptu coven meeting.
She kept running into Nona, despite the poor girl clearly noticing the tension too and trying to keep her distance. Deja spilled tea, dropped cups, knocked things to the floor countless times, and seemed to get more frazzled by the minute.
"Baby." I reached across the counter from where I sat and skimmed my fingers along her waist as she walked by. "Just stop for a minute. Take a deep breath."
"I can't, Raum. I have people waiting," she snarled.
With one look at her dilated pupils and hot red flush in her cheeks, I knew exactly what she needed from me. But it would have to wait.
I took a long sip from my cup and ruminated on the knowledge that Seth, that shadow witch, did this to her. She was trying to convince herself that she was pissed at him snitching to the coven, and maybe she really believed that. But after all my years of knowing her and observing humanity, I knew what denial and misplaced feelings looked like. She'd figure it out eventually. I wasn't going to be the one who hit her over the head with it.
The day continued like that until closing. When the last customer left, she slammed the door so hard, it rattled the window panes. Even wiping down counters and throwing cups in the dishwasher were near violent acts.
My hand snapped out and caught her wrist the moment Nona left. I redirected the momentum of her nonstop movement and sent her barreling into my chest. Right where I wanted her.
"I said, slow down."
"You don't need to grab me like that." Her golden eyes blazed with anger but her voice heated with lust.
"No," I agreed while pressing my palm into the curve just above her ass, pinning her against me. I lowered my mouth to her ear. "But you love it when I do."
She molded herself to me just for a second before stiffening again. Heat radiated off of her and her aura was going crazy with activity. Every little wiggle she made as she struggled only made me harder.
"I need to finish," she protested weakly.
"Yes, you do," I growled, nipping her earlobe. "First on my face. Then wrapped around my cock."
"Raum." She said my name with a hot little whimper and raised her hands to my chest as if to push me away. But she didn't.
Finally, there was a brief pause of no movement at all. She stopped squirming and just let me hold her. Then with a huge sigh, she leaned her forehead against my chest.
"I don't know what to do," she whispered. "They're going to come after you."
"We're probably going to have to skip town a bit," I said, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Sooner rather than later."
"I really thought they could be my family. I never thought they wouldallfeel this way about your kind."
Even my cold, black heart ached at the sorrow in her voice. I squeezed her tighter.
"We're you're family," I breathed into her hair. "We're the only ones who will always be here. Everyone else, well." I released a heavy sigh of my own. "Humans either disappoint you or they die."
She nodded sadly and stood on tiptoe to wrap her arms around my neck. Her head rested on my shoulder while I massaged circles up and down her back.
The hard bite to my neck came without warning.
"Ahh!" I yelped, pulling away more in surprise than pain.
"That's for interfering with my work," she said with a naughty smile that instantly made me as hard as a rock.
"You wicked little witch," I growled, holding on as she squirmed against me again, this time while giggling. "I think I'll need some extra help punishing you for that." I reached out to Sal, just brushing his aura with mine. He'd feel how badly I wanted her and know exactly what I needed him for.
Meanwhile, I attacked her neck in the same manner, not caring if I left any visible marks. She was all mine to mark up. The fact that she pressed herself against me harder, rather than squirming away, just proved to me how much she needed this. My girl was frustrated, both sexually and with the bigger matter of the witch hunt looming over us.
