Page 23 of The Magic of Revenge
"A dildo? You never know when you'll need an extra phallic partner. Best to be prepared," she winked and carried the food to the table. I followed her like a lost puppy.
"There's no need for any other phallic partners. Tail, remember?"
The plate clanged as she dropped it on the table, her eyes large and full of questions.
"Alright, lady. Sit down. We have some planning to do and things to discuss," I told her, pulling out a chair and pushing her in when she sat down.
"I'm beginning to think I really didn't experiment enough in my youth," she murmured, and the look of awe in her eyes was enough to make me giggle.
* * *
We spenta solid hour conspiring about the inevitable and impending fuckfest. Bette had a surprising wealth of knowledge. Not only in terms of sex advice—I mean, the woman had clearly experimented plenty in her youth—but also in ways I could make this special for my Goldie girl. We'd been in agreement that it would be best if I utilized the apartment above The Pig for this. There was no telling how long we'd be at it.
I left for town before Saige woke up, with Bette’s assurance she'd help Saige with anything she needed in my absence so that I could do my shopping. My arms were loaded up with bags as I neared the door to the apartment.
"My, my, what a striking specimen you are," a woman called out from behind me.
Turning on my heel, I took in the two older women approaching me. One short and plump, the other tall and lanky. Their dramatic make-up was totally out of place, but at the same time, it seemed oddly perfect on them.
"Why thank you. You ladies single?" I asked, winking. They giggled and cooed. Cuties.
"Oh, no no. We're both happily married. Doesn't mean we can't appreciate from afar. I'm Roberta, and this is Matilda. We're the town Seers. What brings you to The Pig?" Roberta asked curiously.
"I'm actually headed upstairs," I confessed. Leaning in closer to them, I whispered, "I'm kind of seeing the owner of the shop."
The two women sucked in a sharp breath and stiffened. It was almost creepy the way they moved in the same ways.
"You're the fifth," Matilda breathed, eyes widening.
"I'm Bram, actually. Pleasure to meet you. I'd shake your hands but they're a little full at the moment."
"But who is the sixth then?" Roberta asked her friend, ignoring me.
"Oh my, the stars certainly like to keep us on our toes, don't they?" Matilda shook her head.
"What do you mean, the sixth?" I questioned as possessiveness began to take over.There will be no more men. I knew Goldie had mentioned a new prophecy yesterday, but I didn’t remember if she said anything about a sixth then, and if she did, I hadn’t considered its meaning. The Fischer clone would be my guess, but what would he be like? Exactly the same? A carbon copy? An evil version? Ugh. All of these thoughts were hurting my head.
"Ah, we aren't quite clear on that bit of information yet, dear. A vision could strike us at any time. We only just learned of the new prophecy. That's why we were paying a visit, hoping to speak with Saige," Roberta explained, wringing her hands together anxiously.
"My girl is at home. She'll probably be back to work in a few days, though. I'll let her know you stopped by. The prophecy didn't hint at her being in danger or anything, did it?" I couldn't help myself. If they knew more about it than Goldie did, I had to know.
"There's always danger, dear. For someone as special as Saige, things are only going to become more dangerous. But that is all we know. For now. Roberta, we should go back to my place and consult the cards as well as the ball," Matilda suggested, to which her friend nodded eagerly, and then they were hustling down the sidewalk.
"Bye now! Good talk!" I shouted and they each waved without turning back.
Okay. They were certainly a couple of interesting old birds. Never mind.
It was time to build my fuck nest.
* * *
There wasnothing more I could do. I'd prepared everything. The nest was complete, the only thing it was missing was my woman. Stripped naked and wrapped around my body.
Bette was bringing her here any time now. Khol had called and offered to bring her, but when I'd growled like a beast at him through the phone he’d backed off. It was the same reason I hadn't enlisted his help with this set-up today. Logically, I knew he was her father, not a male I was in competition with. My instincts, on the other hand, demanded that I didn't want any other male near her. My demon was running the show right now, making sure all of this was perfect.
All that was left was slipping into a comfortable pair of gray sweatpants. She'd expressed enjoyment over seeing me in them before, and this was all about her. With that thought in mind, I skipped a shirt and rolled my back in a stretch before my wings exploded from my body. Fuck. That was much better.
My senses were heightened times a thousand. I knew the moment she arrived because I could fucking smell her. Her laughter met my ears and my heart skipped a beat.Mine.
