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Ripley
The first time I tried Old Scratch’s recipe for recharging magical batteries, not even my trusty Hitachi wand was enough. I needed a big ass shifter from a dirty bar before I could see straight. I pretty much never wanted to picture what Old Scratch did when he made this recipe for himself, but I knew what it did to me. Ravyn tried to avoid making it, because she swore she was done with men. That had probably changed now that a nerdy bat had gotten his body back.
I probably should have warned Gabriel before I told him to eat it, but I’d used up all my juice before Old Scratch did community service at the Academy of the Profane. I felt like I was dying for days. I could fix Gabriel by cooking for him… and possibly get laid.
I was past the whole not doing this because I didn’t want to ruin this. We’d seen each other’s warts. We’d all seen Balthazar’s cursed dick whether we wanted to or not. Multiple times. We’d fought at Silvaria’s shipping container from Hell, and we’d rescued Talvath.
I was going to be having all the sex from now on.
Gabriel was on board because he grabbed me and kissed me. Lilith, well, that boy could kiss. He pulled away and looked deep into my eyes.
“Can I tie you up?”
Of all the romantic things to say to a girl.
“I’d be mad if you didn’t. My handcuffs are in the third drawer of my dresser.”
“I kind of love you right now,” Gabriel said, jumping off the bed to root around in my dresser.
I used that opportunity to strip off my pajamas and check out his ass. I could bounce a quarter off that thing and put my eye out! I flung myself on my back and raised my hands above my head to grip the headboard. Iadoredbeing tied up. If you were going to have this many boyfriends, it was always good to have at least one that was into a bit of kink.
Gabriel brushed my breast with the cool metal of my handcuffs as he trailed them up my body to lock my hands down. I let out a little moan.
“Holy shit, you need to get naked.”
He got out of bed and opened the bedroom door. What the fuck?
“Out with you. Sorry, Ripley. Orion and I have an arrangement. He’s not in the room when I’m having sex. He thinks I’m depraved.”
“Get naked and come be depraved over here.”
Gabriel was in his boxers. He’d stripped down before bed… and holy shit, did he look good in his boxers. That bulge looked promising. He stalked over to the bed and gazed down at me like I was the most precious thing in the entire world. A girl could get used to that.
He wrapped one of my curls around his finger and started twirling.
“What do I want to do with you now that I have you?”
I’d never say this to any man, but I trusted Gabriel. Carte blanche was not usually something I allowed in the bedroom. I squirmed under his gaze.
“What do you want to do? I’m open to anything.”
“Fuck. This is some potent magic. I may eat you alive.”
Holy shit. It felt like my entire brain was in my vagina. I squeezed my thighs together. I needed him five minutes ago. I felt like I was the one who ate the magical food. I gasped when he leaned forward and started nibbling on my nipple.
“I’m okay with fast, hard, and dirty.”
Gabriel chuckled.
“You may regret that.”
“Oh, I totally won’t. I’m not breakable, but I’d love for you to test that.”
“Oh, fuck!” Gabriel growled.
He snapped his fingers, and his boxers disappeared. That was one of the perks of dating a warlock. They could magically disappear their clothes themselves. Shifters didn’t want to wait for me to do it for them, they could be dead ass broke and not have spares to get home and they’d rip them off! I’m not going to lie. That part was kind of sexy as hell.
