Page 11 of Three's A Wrap
“He’s my mate too?” I shriek.
“I know this is a lot to take in,” he says, wincing nervously. “I can explain as soon as we’re free of this place, but right now I just need you to put the bracelet on him.”
My heart and tummy flutter. I can sense Sebastian is scared for him, of maybe losing him, and I melt because I get it. I would have done the same thing. It’s not unknown for a witch to have more than one mate, although this is super rare.
“This is insane. Okay, okay, it’s on,” I mutter, staring down at the bandage-wrapped dude, shaking and trembling from the force of the magic still emanating from him.
“Good. Now just give me a moment, and no matter what you hear, Chloe. It may seem crazy, just bear with me,” he states, bending down in front of the throne.
Don’t look?
My brow furrows as I try and fail to figure out what we’re doing here in a mummy’s throne room, and why we couldn’t just leave through the door I came in through.
Sebastian lets out a curse, and my curiosity gets the better of me. Holding the bracelet firmly to the mummy’s arm so it doesn’t fall, I peer over the dead guy, trying to see what Sebastian is doing. My jaw drops to the floor.
On the throne dais, the mummy sits… getting his wrapped dick sucked by Sebastian.
My new mate has a mummy's mummified penis in his mouth.
“What the hell are you doing?!” I shriek, the pitch of my voice rising with each word.
This is the strangest day of my life,I think, as I stare, transfixed, while the penis in Sebastian’s hand begins to turn from a gray to a deep purple.
Magic curls around me, settling across my limbs like a thick, heavy cloak, constricting the airflow in my lungs and making it hard to breathe. “This magic, is thathim?”
“Yes, that’s him. His magic is failing. If we don't get him awake soon, the whole tomb is going to cave in. Just tell me when the bracelet starts to glow,” Sebastian says, dipping his head again.
The ground rumbles, and I watch in horror as tiny cracks form in the edges of the ceiling, creeping like a splintering web. It seems like now he’s started, things are speeding up.
“Sebastian, the walls are cracking,” I murmur, watching as the walls turn to mosaic tile in front of my eyes.
“Come on you, asshole, wake up!” Sebastian shouts, his tone desperate. He rises on his knees in front of the gold throne, sucking and jerking on the mummy’s purple cock faster and harder.
A blush heats my cheeks as I watch him, and my gaze widens when I notice the bracelet glimmering on the mummy’s arm, finally able to let go.
“It’s glowing!” I shout, excitement filling me.
Panting fills the chamber while the ground rumbles beneath us, and my heart pounds as the stone walls crack further.
No longer grossed out, and more curious than I want to admit, I watch with fascination as Sebastian hollows his mouthto give the mummy a pyramid-saving blowjob while using both of his hands to jerk him off.
This is just like something out of my favorite romance books.The thought comes right as Sebastian removes his mouth from the mummy, his mouth dripping drool as he looks up and meets my gaze.
“Good, now go kiss him.”
My mouth gapes. “What?!”
“We don’t have all day!” Sebastian bites out.
As if to accentuate his point, another crack tears through the top of the ceiling, and large chunks of stone fall to the floor. I scream and grab the throne for balance, tossing an arm over my head in case more falls.
“Please, Chloe,” Sebastian pleads, reminding me of the task at hand. “Just trust us.”
Kiss a mummy, no big deal.Except it is a big deal.
Nausea emanates throughout me as I try to withstand the pull of the mummy's magic and do as Sebastian says. “Matehood is not supposed to be like this,” I gripe.
I slam my eyes shut and dip my head, pushing my lips awkwardly at the wrappings.
