Page 6 of The Magic of Betrayal
Stepping back from Bram, he dropped his hands, his brow creasing as he stared me down, waiting for some kind of response. “Regardless of how I may or may not speak to your inner beast, I still make my own choices. Remember the shriveled up snail?” I reminded him, hoping that it might get him to back off.
“Do I remember it? Woman, that was the moment that I knew all I needed. Just envisioning you fired up and ripping that scum’s cock from his body?” He groaned loudly, running his ring adorned fingers through his red hair, fucking it up a bit, just adding to the unhinged look he had going on at the moment.
Well, that didn’t work like I’d hoped.
“First of all, I’m not actually here. However this keeps happening, it needs to stop…”
“You are here, though. It’s a physical projection of yourself. You can eat, drink, fuck… all the essentials.” He winked. “Oh! Why didn’t I think of this before? I split my time between here and the human realm; tell me your name and I’ll find you there. I have unlimited resources at hand.” Bram chuckled, pulling his phone from his pocket and handing it to me. “Put your number in there.”
I couldn’t give this guy my personal information. With being stalked by demon shadows as it is, this would just escalate matters. The thought crossed my mind to ask him about the shadow demons, but I quickly dismissed that idea, wanting to find out more about him first before deciding to trust him. His phone lit up and I lifted my eyes with a 'what the fuck' look. His background image was a drawing. A full color,extremely detaileddrawing of me. On his back, piggy-back style, while he was in full demon form, my fists wrapped around the horns on his head like he was some kind of rodeo bull. His wings spanned out wide, not even fitting within the dimensions of the screen, his tail wrapped around one of my legs and coming up between his own, covering his demon dick. Thank the stars, because of course, we were obviously naked. I wasn’t prepared to see whatever he was packing.Oh shit, it was probably scary looking. Eek!
“What. Is. This?”
“Your future, my warrior queen. I drew that a couple days ago, isn’t it amazing?”
I lost it. Laughter bubbled out of me like a force of nature, while tears began streaming down my cheeks.How is this my life? Oh moon maidens, is this some kind of cosmic joke?Bram was now howling with laughter right along with me and neither one of us had a clue exactly what the fuck was going on.
“Okay, okay, Picasso,” I gasped out between trying to catch my breath. “Here.” My fingers flew across his keyboard, and I entered some bogus phone number and put my name as Marigold. Giggling internally at that, I handed the phone back.
“Marigold,” he breathed, rolling the alias over his tongue and I couldn’t help but wonder what my real name would sound like in that tone. The dude was crazy as bat shit, but he really was uniquely beautiful. I’d never seen another man with such distinct features.
“Yep. That’s me.” I shot him double finger guns and he pretended in full theatrics that I’d actually shot him; I found myself giggling yet again.
“Come, I want to show you something,” Bram offered, holding out his hand. Eyeing it momentarily, I figured I may as well take it. Despite his… instability at times, I did feel surprisingly safe with him. He seemed like the kind of guy that would kill first and ask questions later.
“Where are we going?” I put my hand in his, and those tingles from before zapped up my arm as a small groan left my lips at the same time a louder one left his. “What is that? Why does that keep happening?”
“Don’t worry about it, Goldie,” he replied, not giving it a second thought, pulling me with him through the giant room until we reached a door.Goldie, hmm, that’s kind of cute, actually.
“Hey, wait. If we’re leaving this room, to go out, you know… in public… can I borrow some clothes? I don’t want to walk around looking like I’m searching for Hyrule all day.”
Abruptly stopping, he turned back with the biggest smile on his face. “I’d love for you to wear my clothes; what better way to scent mark you than to have you draped in my clothing?” He dropped my hand and disappeared before reappearing across the room, flinging open a door and striding inside, I didn’t even have time to shriek over his vanishing act.
Moments later, he popped back before me and this time, I did shriek. Loudly.
“By the moon, Bram! I’m not used to your Houdini shit, warn a witch. You’re going to give me a heart attack!” I shouted, and he had this dreamy look on his face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“My name sounds scrumptious coming out of your mouth, Goldie girl.” He winked and my face flamed as he handed me his clothes. “I’m sorry I startled you. Here. Put these on, they should fit.”
Grabbing the first article of clothing, I held it up. It was a black t-shirt with a deep V down the chest, well worn, soft as a kitten.Damn, I bet he looks like sin with this on.He held out the second item, a pair of tight yoga pants, also black. They’d be way too long, but at least they’d be easy to roll.
“Turn around, demon boy. No peep shows today.”
Bram spun around without a single protest and that won him some brownie points. Dropping the purple velvet robe, it pooled around my bare feet and I quickly slipped the clothes on. The shirt was bordering on obscene. The gals were large and in charge, but I felt strangely sexy in his clothes. And they smelled like Heaven.Maybe I can keep them.
“Alright. I’m all set, but I don’t have any shoes,” I noted as he turned back to face me.
“Damn, Goldie. The stars really broke the mold when they traced the curves of this body. By Saturn’s brightest rings, you are the sexiest female I have ever laid eyes on,” Bram’s voice dropped an octave with each word spoken, and fire raced up my spine as his eyes burned a path over my body.
My blush deepened and I felt it crawling down my neck, heading straight for my chest. “Thank you,” I replied shyly.
“Here, take these socks and boots. They’ll be way too big, though.”
“Oh, ye of little faith,” I chided, slipping my feet into the socks and boots, and with a flick of my wrist, the boots shrunk to the perfect size. “See? I can do cool shit too, demon boy.”
Bram studied me for a moment longer before shouting, “Here we gooooo!!!” Wrapping me in his arms, and poof, we were swirling, and then we weren’t.
“Ugh, what part of warn a witch do you not understand, you demonic dickhead?” I groaned, rubbing my temples, but Bram was already walking off, not listening to shit I had to say.Well okay then, guess I’ll just go fuck myself.
