I scrunched my face in confusion. “The block is hot? What does that even mean?”
“I’m not quite sure, but I heard it on some crime drama I have been binging and this seems fitting?”
“Binging?”
Ivan raised his clawed hands in the air, making him look mildly comical. “Stop questioning me about human language. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
“You gonna shift back?”
“Not sure I can right now, love.”
He turned, and I followed him back to our new friends. As soon as Billie saw the state of my clothes and Ivan’s new appearance, she instantly sat up straight. “What the hell happened?”
“So, we’re going to have to leave. We sort of killed two ghouls who were sent to kill us. They’re a pool of goo in the back and men’s bathroom,” I explained.
“Well, that’s no good.”
“You think?”
“You didn’t want to keep one of them alive to find out who’s behind all this?”
I squinted my eyes. “I tried.”
Daniel pushed back in his seat. “Jalisa, please go get the car from the valet. Billie and I will clean up this mess and meet you both in the front.” He dug in his pocket and handed me the car ticket. He seemed amazingly calm for this situation. However, they’d told me about the many fights they’d gotten into when Billie had a bounty on her head from the underworld and later when the local coven was under attack by a dark mage group. Not to mention his past as part of a criminal gang. Needlessto say, he had experience with such situations despite his sophisticated appearance.
When everything was done and we got back to the guest house, Ivan was still expelling a lot of energy and remained in hybrid form. He swore as he began to pace back and forth in front of the couch.
“Are you planning to change back?” I asked, sitting down on the couch and kicking my boots off. “There’s nothing left to fight.”
He ignored me and kept pacing, his beautiful blue hair flowing behind him. “How did they know where we were? Even if they knew we left the realm, this is a whole world, how could they find us? Did they know we were going to a friend of Lila’s? I guess that would make logical sense.”
I rested my head against the back of the sofa. I was worried but also exhausted. Not just from the ghouls but Ivan’s energy was draining me. He was spiraling, and if he kept it up, one of us, maybe both, would burst a blood vessel. Not to mention this was bad for his mind. Shante said he had to stay calm. We couldn’t find the answers tonight and him getting agitated would only make this cursed spell work faster. For now, his peace of mind was the medicine, and at this rate, he would forget all about me by the morning.
He stopped walking. “What if there is a tracking spell on us?” He ran a hand over his face, staring up at the ceiling. “We need to ask Billie to see if she can sense anything on us.”
“They did already, honey. When they were searching for foreign magic on us, remember?”
“Oh, right. Well maybe-”
“Maybe, you sit the hell down before I push you down on the floor and sit on your face.”
I lifted my head and looked at him, struggling to maintain a straight face. He remained still, his mouth slightly ajar, andI could see those dragon eyes working, imagining my warning. Perhaps it was a trick of the mind, but I thought his eyes glowed even more. Hmm, I think I knew of one way to calm him down for a while.
I smirked at him and stood up. “Still standing, I see. I guess you want to be punished?” He didn’t respond, and I lifted my stained blouse over my head. When I looked back at him, he was locked in on my lace bra covered breasts, and I didn’t miss the mild twitch from his trousers. His desire for me was such a turn-on, and my core tightened as I played in my mind what I was going to do to him. I was going to enjoy that forked tongue on my clit. “Not talking, huh? You’re being very naughty right now, Ivy.” I unzipped my skirt. “On the floor.”
I dropped my skirt to the floor, not concerned if he would listen to me at that moment. His tail slowly twitched, and I knew he soon would. I stepped out of my skirt, picked it up, and put it on the couch, followed by my undergarments. When I turned back to Ivan, he was sitting on the floor. I walked over to him and stopped. I placed a hand on his scaled chest, his dragon skin smooth and cool. “Good boy, but that doesn’t mean you’re out of your punishment.”
He grinned as he lay back on the floor, arms spread out. “Well then, discipline me, love.”
He was more eager than I first thought, and I watched in lustful fascination as a bulge in his crotch began to form, fully outlined in his already tight trousers. I could feel myself growing wet and I moved so that his head was between my legs. He stuck out that lengthy tongue, whiplashing it in the air, before grabbing my calves, encouraging me to move. I decided to play a little nice and lowered to my knees, straddling his head.
“You really have no patience.” I adjusted until my center was only inches from his mouth. A droplet of my slick fell on hislips, and he hurriedly swiped his tongue to collect it. “Well then, make me come.”
“At your service,” he growled, and then I felt that slick tongue run over my slit.
A rush of lust fluttered every nerve in my body as I felt his tongue twirl over my clit, applying expert pressure over the sensitive bud. His hands moved up to grip my ass, his claws retracted. How thoughtful. I ground down against this tongue, rocking my hips to meet the thrust of his tongue.
“Faster,” I moaned, moving my hands over my breasts and tweaking my nipples.
