“You mustn’t do that again.”
I’m not sure what he means, so I lick over his head and through his slit. His eyes roll back and he trembles.
“I will fuck your pussy raw,” he snarls. “See how you like it.”
“Maybe I will,” I say with a smile, then lick him again.
He pulls me off his cock and turns me upside down as he brings me to his dangerous mouth. I scream as his forked tongue licks between my cheeks up to my pussy. One end spears inside me while the other flicks against my clit.
His sharp teeth are mere inches from my legs as he tongue-fucks me to a painful peak. I pull on his talons and claw at his snout as he punishes me with inescapable pleasure. My muscles give and I go boneless in his grip as my body surrenders to the onslaught.
I scream once more, staring up through the dome as a gentle snowfall melts on the glass. I pant hoarsely as he pulls his tongue out, then cradles me to his chest.
“How did you like it, then?”
“Im’n, spreddy gud, fuck,” I mumble incoherently.
His body shrinks until we’re of similar height, then he leans me back into the water. He washes his cum from my face and hair, then pulls us from the water and wraps us in a blanket. My eyelids are drooping before we even make it to the cushions, and by the time we’re nestled down, I’m gone.
forty-nine
Budding Business
“Girl, when I say miles long, I mean it without hyperbole. That contract wasimpossible,” Renee says as she shelves the new mystery books. “There was no way in my lifetime I could ever read it, so I just had to trust what the woman said and sign it—if I wanted to keep my memories about you and magic, which of course I do.”
“We can get Bastian to ingest it and see if there’s anything nefarious in there,” I say.
“No, absolutely not,” he says as he moves the book Renee just stocked. “I feed on stories, not legal documents.”
“But youcaningest and parse legal documents,” I say.
He frowns.
“She signed it blindly for us! We owe her this much.”
“Fine.” He sighs and puts the book back on the shelf a few feet down from where Renee had placed it. “But this is the only time I’mdoing this for you, and only because you gave my mate a chance to escape.”
Renee gasps. “Oh yeah, what happened with all that? The hunters, and stuff. And the robot women? The news reported it as a festival attraction gone haywire but since Drew and I got to keep our memories, we remember those creepy robots clearly.”
I shrug and pass her another couple of books. “The IBMA said they were being controlled by some hacker type person, but they caught them, so hopefully that’s the last we’ll see of them.”
“I’ll never forget the dead stare from the waitress,” Drew says as he sets down a full box beside me. “To think, she wasliving herefor over a year and no one knew.”
“I know…Fucking creepy.”
“I think she was sent here looking for Bastian. Or maybe powerful magical artifacts,” I say as I open the new box.
“How’d you figure,” Drew asks.
I think back to the way her eyes seemed to gloss over when she saw Bastian for the first time. It was like the Sym had seen an objective, alerted the controller, and they took charge from there.
“She had a strange reaction when she saw us for the first time, and then she kept coming into the store. She touched damn near every single book in this place, never buying a single one. It was like she was looking for—”
“My soulbound book,” Bastian interjects, and it clicks into place.
“As a means to control you.”
He nods.
