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“Not forbidden stuff. Just . . .”
“Just, what?”
“A little sex magick, that’s all.”
“Sex magick?”
“Oh, God,” muttered Anabel, shrinking in her seat.
Oh, God, indeed. Such practices were neither good nor bad—the result all depended on the intentions of the user—but they could be incredibly intense, especially for non-witches.
“He and his boyfriend wanted a threesome, remember?” Xavier raised his shoulders, all innocence. “I just gave them what they asked for. And then some.”
Wynter leaned forward, planting a hand on the table. “Tell me exactly what happened.”
He scratched his head. “That’s the thing, I’m not entirely sure.”
Delilah’s brow puckered. “How can you not be sure?”
He tugged at his collar. “I maybe-sort-of-might-have invoked a hell-dwelling demon.”
“What?” Wynter burst out.
“I don’t know what I do when I’m possessed,” he added. “It’s like I lose time.”
Wynter slumped back into her chair. “You summoned Asmodeus again, didn’t you?” Unbelievable.
Not all demons walked the Earth. Some were bound to hell and could only leave it in cases where they’d possessed a person. Dabbling in summoning demons was something that Xavier had done regularly before leaving his coven, who did that sort of stuff willy-fucking-nilly. They weren’t deterred by things like danger, ethics, or the wrongs of misusing magick.
“He’s good at getting me out of difficult situations,” said Xavier. “I really can’t give you a rundown of what happened because I genuinely have no clue. One minute I was close to coming, then Az took over—”
“Az?” Like the freaking thing was his pal or something?
“When I came back to myself, both lycans had their backs plastered to the wall and were staring at me all wide-eyed.” He smiled brightly. “But no blood was shed, so it’s all good.”
All good? Christ, he was gonna be the death of her. He truly was. There were no two ways about it. “Putting aside for a moment that there’s nothing ‘good’ about inviting a demon into your body, you said you’d stop doing it. No, you promised you’d stop.”
“He didn’t kill anyone this time.”
“That’s really not the point, Xavier.”
“You said I could do it in an emergency situation.”
Wynter frowned. “How, pray tell, does a threesome constitute an emergency?”
“Hey, you weren’t there, you don’t know.”
A low growl crawled up her throat.
“I needed to get the lycans off my back, and you wouldn’t let me kill them. This seemed like a good solution. And hey, it worked. Asmodeus didn’t hurt them, he just freaked them out somehow. They say a simple hi to me now, they don’t try to poke at me, and they definitely don’t suggest threesomes anymore.”
“Oh, I wonder why.” Wynter scrubbed a hand down her face. “I genuinely have no clue how I’m going to keep you all alive in the long-run.”
“Don’t worry,” said Delilah, patting her hand. “We’ll give you full points for trying.”
Xavier nodded. “It won’t be your fault if we destroy ourselves. We won’t come back and haunt you or anything.”
“Well, now I feel so much better,” snarked Wynter.
