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Oh shit! Reyson knew how to do this exactly right. Ripley was digging her nails into my arms and causing just the right amount of pain. There was this game of giving. Everyone was getting exactly what they wanted. Ripley was cursing me out, but in a good way, as Reyson was pounding away and hitting all the perfect spots.
Ripley reached up and yanked my hair. A little hair pulling was always welcome.
“I’m close! Bite me!”
I’d bite her whenever she wanted, and I was close too. It would be a mutually pleasurable bite. I sunk my fangs into her throat and felt her blood cascade throughout my mouth. She clamped down on my cock, and I came so hard, I thought I was going to die. Reyson let go. He threw back his head and roared as he pounded his orgasm into my ass.
We collapsed in a heap on the bed. Ripley kissed both of us and then snuggled into our bodies. I was so fucking content. It wasn’t just that my fantasy had come true, and was better than I ever could have imagined, but because I had shared it with Reyson and Ripley. They were mine now. I had their blood.
No stupid witch or vain human could possibly break up what we had going here.
13
Felix
Iknew better than to get involved when Ripley had a naked man in her bed. She hadn’t invited two before, but this was also a weird situation. Ripley rarely had one boyfriend, much less all of us. If her bedmate didn’t ditch her after the act, Ripley did the ditching. A few nasty boys at the academy had given her serious commitment issues.
I knew this was different. She didn’t invite me this time, so I stayed in the living room with the journals. I wasn’t jealous at all, since I knew it would be my turn soon. I didn’t mind sharing her with the other men here, but I didn’t want to do the same shit Balthazar wanted to do. I didn’t judge anyone in our group for being into that, and I knew several of us were into that, but Ionlywanted Ripley.
Since we were stuck out here while Ripley was playing, we needed to work. We really needed to take a field trip to the Museum of the Profane and get a crash course from Ravyn on dealing with cursed objects. Professor Krauss rarely did this with anyone, but she took Ravyn as a mentee and did an independent study with her on cursed objects.
Ravyn had always been fascinated with them. Minerva Krauss was a hard-ass teacher, so both twins were terrified of her, and Ripley took the grades on her essays personally. She was still an excellent professor. Ravyn would never have ben able to work up the courage to ask her for an independent study. Professor Krauss could tell from her essays that she had an aptitude and wasn’t going to stay away from them, so she offered.
She even wrote Ravyn an excellent reference letter when she applied at the museum. I think she liked to appear frightening to everyone, but she was a big softie really. There wasn’t much about demons in her journals. Nothing at all, actually. She was brilliant. She probably didn’t even deal with demons when it came to information.
We needed Ravyn for the shipping container. I got Reyson could probably handle a lot of it, but I’d feel a lot better if we had someone who dealt with dangerous magical objects for a living.
“Are we all sleeping out here tonight?” Gabriel asked. “Something tells me gods have fast refractory times.”
“I’m sleeping in my bed. I’m hoping to get some actual sleep tonight,” Bram said.
“She’s not going to leave us out here. Shereallylikes sex, and she’s got a god and a horny vampire in there with her, but she’s always been good at sharing. You have to with a twin sister. Even if Reyson wants to go all night, she’ll tell him no in a heartbeat if she’s done. We really need to be planning while she’s playing.”
“I agree. We need to get Talvath out of there as soon as possible. The painting is in there with him. We can take Dorian out of the equation and start planning what we’re going to do with Silvaria.”
“Is there a plan? I mean, one aside from killing her?” Gabriel asked. “Personally, I’d like to make an example of her to show snobby witches everywhere that their shit stinks… but I’m outvoted. Everyone else wants her dead.”
“Who says we can’t do both? Balthazar has been all up in her hard drive and emails. He found the storage facility. She used her real name to rent it! I’ve been there, and there’s plenty of nasty shit being stored there. I say we spring Talvath and the painting, then make an anonymous call to tip off the Paranormal Investigation Bureau, then we get out of there and leave the doors wide open.
“Once she finds out she lost her demon, and she’s under investigation, she’ll sneak back into the country because she’s going to need Reyson to get out of it. Silvaria doesn’t like Ripley. She’d know Ripley would dig into this and turn Reyson against her. She seems to think Reyson is some docile god who is a little dense,” I said.
“I’m still bitter I didn’t get into the academy, and one of its graduates is that fucking stupid,” Gabriel said.
I shrugged. There was no possible way to make this better for Gabriel. When we blew this open, it was seriously going to shake things up. Hopefully, it would change the way people treated Gabriel and his family.
“Not everyone at the academy deserves to get in or even graduate. It’s a different beast than the library or the museum. Bribery is common and often is permitted under the guise of donations or political favors. Professors complain about it all the time. I think if Professor Krauss could have personally kicked some people out of the academy who shouldn’t be there, then she would have… but the board outvotes them.”
“Everything is so fucked up,” Gabriel muttered.
“Cheer up, mate,” Bram said. “Some demons in Hell don’t even teach their Hellhounds to read or write.”
“As I said, everything is fucked up.”
“You have a chance to open some eyes here. That’s never going to happen in Hell. I like all of you, and Ripley is gorgeous, but it’s not like I’d ever be able to do anything about Hell or stay here.”
Bram said that now, but he underestimated us. He was a part of this, and he belonged here. The spirits chose him to join us. We weren’t going to let Talvath cart him back to Hell without a fight. Ripley was pretty damn convincing when she wanted something. Reyson would probably get terrifying about it, even if he rarely lost his temper around us, you know, considering what he was the god of.
As for Bram, well he was trying not to get attached and so was keeping his distance because he thought he’d be forced back to Hell. None of us had any intention of letting that happen though.
