Page 67 of Twisted
“You’re right.I do.And I…I…I don’t even know.”
“You don’t have to decide tonight, darling.”She beams at me and then tips her head, hearing something I can’t.“The boys are home!”
“I should get in the shower then,” I tell her and hurry into my room, closing the door behind me.I get in the shower and close my eyes, tipping my head up to the warm water.I don’t know if I’m feeling some of the effects of the succubus or not, but Xavier flashes through my mind.
His face.His hands.His body.
The way he’s serious and refined.Controlled chaos wrapped in the body of a deadly killer.
And—fuck—the way he made me come so hard his hand was soaked when he was done.I’ve only had an orgasm that intense a few times in my life, and he did it like it was nothing.He played my body like an instrument made just for him, stroking and touching me as if he already knew exactly what I wanted and needed.
Having him pleasure me with just his hand was an appetizer and I’m suddenly starving and craving a full course.
Pulling the shower head from the hook, I turn the temperature up a bit and adjust the water pressure.I test it against my inner thigh first and then spray the water right between my legs.I whimper softly when the hot water rushes over my clit, sending a wave of pleasure through me.I don’t hold back when I imagine Xavier’s face sinking between my thighs.His tongue wouldn’t be hot like this, but I just know he would make me come so hard, riding his face like my life depends on it.
Moving my wrist back and forth, I hold the shower head closer to me, breathing faster and faster until I come, pussy spasming and suddenly too sensitive to have the water blasting me anymore.I hook the shower head back into place and lower myself on to the ground, panting and enjoying the way little pulses of pleasure zip through me.
Letting out a heavy sigh, I slowly get up and go about washing myself.I had an orgasm and should feel some sort of relief, but I just feel more frustrated and wound up.Because no amount of self pleasure is going to replace the feeling of a man on top of me, rocking my whole body as he thrusts in, cock filling every single inch of me.
I get out of the shower, towel dry my hair, brush my teeth, and then get dressed in gray silk PJs.I get into bed and brush my wet hair.It’s late, though I shouldn’t be this tired.
“The fire,” I whisper to myself.I knew the spell for fire starting, but I’ve never conjured a fire like that before.It makes sense for the Order to keep my powers in check by simply not letting me use them to their full potential.Along with realizing my family could still very well be out there, it’s hard not to wonder what life would be like if I was not just still with my biological parents, but allowed to be raised in a coven half the year before returning to the Order.
Maybe being a hunter is just so ingrained in me that I can’t imagine life any other way.I don’t want to ever be in a position where I can’t defend myself, and knowing that demons exist gives me a leg-up on the whole live or die sort of thing.
I turn off the light and lay down, hardly able to keep my eyes open.Doing magic can be draining, and using a new type of power takes a lot out of you.That much, I know.Magic is energy, and I used mine up.
“If you’re real, Blackwood fam, send me a sign,” I whisper before I fall asleep.I have a weird dream about being left in the forest when I was just a baby.My parents were swept away by some sort of shadow monster, and Larissa came walking through and spotted me.She looks just like she does now, and she calls someone over, wrinkling her nose as she points at me.
Ryder appears next to her, and she hooks her arm through his and laughs, like she’s trying to make Baby-Wren jealous that she got the guy and I didn’t.I wake with a start, stomach icky from that dream.I should be so over Ryder the mention of his name does nothing to me, but the hurt just runs so deep.
Not knowing how long I’ve been asleep, I go to tap the screen of my phone and hit something else instead.It’s large and covered in a black, cracked leather.Flicking on the light, I grab a piece of paper that’s folded on top of the book.
Wren-
My friend just dropped this off.She said to do the locator spell in the first quarter of the book.It’s always worked for her!
Your BFF,
Mabel
I flip through the book, missing the spell at first.Seeing it on my second go around, I know exactly what Mabel was talking about.Swinging my legs over the bed, I grip the book tight against my chest.
I’m going to find my parents.
CHAPTER28
Asoft breeze blows through the garden, rustling the pages of the book.I got excited, thinking this was an original Book of Shadows, but the note in the front said it was copied down from the real Book twenty-seven years ago.Still, the spells are legit and this is the most magic I’ve seen in one place in a long time.Maybe ever.
It’s early in the morning and though the sun is out, there’s a slight chill to the late May morning.I’m dressed in my usual outfit, wearing black Lululemon workout pants with a matching crop top.Taking a few seconds to pull on my sweater to keep from getting cold, I lean back in the white, cast iron chair and slide the book closer.
My body is on pins and needles as I flip through page after page.Mabel said the spell was in the first twenty-five percent of the book and I can’t decide if I should just flip right to it or go through the pages slowly, making sure I got the right spell.Nothing terribly wrong will happen if I use the incorrect locator spell, but it might not be as accurate.
I’ve done locator spells before, picking up on dark energy to tell where a demon is.I would guess the spell would be similar, I just need to hone in on the specifics of finding someone related to me.
Enchanted by all the information in the book, I end up flipping through the pages slowly, bookmarking one locator spell toward the front.I brought a notebook and pen out with me, along with the phone Xavier gave me.I pick it up, tempted to Google “Florence Blackwood” to see what comes up, but I don’t want any images of any possible family members in my mind when I try to do this spell.Intention is everything when it comes to casting, and I have to keep a clear mind.
This locator spell is almost exact to the one I’ve used before but with one powerful added element of setting up a crystal grid to really narrow down the exact location.There is a specific incantation to say and I need several drops of my own blood, which makes sense.I jot down notes and practice saying the Latin words.
