Oh, boy. This was going to make it hard to focus on work, I could tell.
Whatever spell or curse had been layered onto Kleos’s reserve, it was apparent that its first effect was a stimulant, which explained the pink girl’s moan.
Part of the Guard training included analyzing unfriendly magic cast against us. I wasn’t capable of doing that by myself, but Kleos’s magic, that she specifically spelled as a shield for me, allowed me a layer of protection. Tonight, I had a red stone choker pulsing with her uncompromised magic. I focused on it now, desperately trying to make myself resist the influence of the crystal in Cas’s palm, but the two battled for dominance, filling me with so much power I thought I might burst.
Suddenly, all magic ceased to have any influence on me. I lifted my gaze to Cas, seeing his eyes shine blue as he absorbed the power.
“You like that, huh?” he said, loud enough I knew it was for show.
I might no longer be affected, but I had to pretend to be in order to fit in with the high, horny people around us.
“Mm,” I whined in agreement.
I didn’t even need to fake the lustfulness. The hardness against my arse was obliterating my already drenched panties.
Cas took a fistful of my hair and tugged it back until I looked up to him. “Behave, unless you want me to fuck you right here on the bloody dance floor, doll.”
Fuck. This would have been a hell of a lot easier if I’d been here with Francois, or just about anyone else, even Irwin.
“You wouldn’t,” I said, with something of a challenge in my tone.
“Wouldn’t I?”
I thought I might just end up bent over, dress scrunched up to my waist at any moment, but then the man in white with thebaseball cap who’d sold to the pink girl approached us, clearing his throat.
“English, huh?” he asked in a thick accent. “I see you are used to hexed shots?”
I chuckled. “Oh, yeah. We have them all the time.”
“That was a pretty good one, though. Better than the shit we get in London.”
“Well, if you’re interested, zere’s a sale upstairs for more soon. And err—more private quarters to ’ave fun, yes?”
I made myself giggle before purring to Cas, “What do you think, darling?”
“Sounds good to me.”
We followed the man to a door marked private, then up a flight of narrow stairs.
Upstairs had a view of the dance floor and privacy, as promised. The guests allowed here made full use of it. The first thing I saw was a chick with her tits out, bouncing up and down on some guy’s cock on the nearest sofa. My jaw fell open as I watched.
Frankly, I’d seen worse in Highvale. Just a month ago, we were dosed with a lust potion in the air and half of the ballroom ended up fucking in full view of everyone. I ended up pulling Gideon into a utility cupboard—an event he and I had wordlessly agreed to never mention or repeat. And the next day, I’d been at Pan’s, being served cocktails that were enough to cause spontaneous orgasms. I ended up begging Ronan for his cock that day. Every year, during the dyonisia, there were orgies all around town to celebrate the god of wine and madness. But that was while lust magic was thick in the air, affecting everyone, which removed all awkwardness.
I assumed that these people were all high on magic, too. I suddenly wished I was also —that would have made things lessawkward. But I had a job to do, so I was grateful Cas had been able to clear the influence.
Thankfully Cas was less obviously shocked. He wrapped his arm around my waist and dragged me after Baseball Cap, who led us to a free booth.
“Want a drink, friends?” he offered, one gold tooth gleaming through his fake smile.
“Two pornstar martinis, if you would.” Cas offered him a fifty-euro bill.
The man seemed well pleased, clearly glad to see we had money to spare.
When he was gone, Cas pulled me to his lap.
“We should have discussed limits earlier,” he said, not bothering to lower his voice. That sort of conversation was likely standard in places like these. “As we haven’t, we’ll have to stick to simple signals. Tap my thigh twice for pause, three times for stop, yes?”
Fuck. We definitely should have talked about this before. Not that it would have changed our current situation, but I would have been more prepared for it.
