“Touch him and you die!” I growled, not sounding at all like myself. Thick shadows burst from my chest. The guard fell backward, but it was too late. The moment the shadows touched his exposed skin, he screamed.
I watched in horrified fascination as the mage melted before my eyes, his body collapsing like a cake removed from the oven too soon.
Tiberius watched, also surprised, before his lips twisted into a gleeful smile. “How…interesting,” he hummed before calling for reinforcements.
“Sir, we’re under attack!”
Shouts and screams echoed from beyond the room. Before I could throw my shadow magic at Alaric’s father, the wily fucker vanished.
“We need to get out of here before more guards arrive!” Alaric grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the door.
“Not yet! There are others trapped in this place!”
He frowned. “Others?”
“Yes, others! There’s a vampire. She said there are more rare magicals here, including kitsunes!”
Alaric’s jaw tensed. “We can come back for them later. I need to make sure you’re safe first.”
I shook my head. “No, we rescue the others and then leave. I’m not abandoning my people.”
“Your people? What the fuck are you on about, you crazy witch?”Great. Asshole Alaric was back.
“We’re all victims of your father’s evil empire, so that makes them my people. Now, are you going to help me, or do I need to do everything myself?” I stamped my foot while channeling my inner badass hybrid witch with a shitty attitude.
Alaric huffed and grumbled before sighing as if my very existence caused him pain. Honestly, I could relate. Now that the dark magic infecting me had faded and we weren’t fucking like feral bunnies, I wasn’t sure I liked him. Talk about a red-flag soul-bonded mate. What in the realm was the goddess thinking when she gifted me with such a bad-tempered mage?
“I have four other mates, remember?” I reminded him. “So I can afford to lose one.”
He sneered. “Yeah, but I bet none of them made you come as hard as I did, witch!”
“Yummy, all that lust is delicious, pet,” drawled a familiar voice. “Please continue.”
Hearing Zane shocked me out of my murderous fantasies involving Alaric chained to a bed while I whipped his irritating ass into submission. If any of my mates deserved to have a ball gag shoved in his mouth, it was him.
My sexy incubus leaned against the wall with his arms folded, covered in blood and unmentionable substances. I melted at the sight of his familiar smirk.
“Zane! I missed you so much,” I sobbed before leaping into his arms.
“And I missed you too, my adorable little psycho witch.” He blinked me away from Alaric before I could explain my plan for rescuing all the other trapped magicals. When the world had stopped spinning, I thumped him as hard as I could without breaking anything.
“We can’t leave! I have trafficking victims to rescue!” Then I looked around and realized we were in some kind of enclosed, pitch-black space. “What’s going on? Where are we?”
“A store cupboard, pet. I need your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock right the fuck now,” he groaned before he picked me up and slammed me against a wall.
My pathetic robe fell apart as I wrapped my legs around Zane’s waist. This was insane. We should have been escaping, not fucking.
“No, pet, we need to fuck first, escape second.” Dammit, Zane must have read my mind.
The door flew open just as Zane notched himself at my shamefully wet entrance and thrust inside.
“Get your fucking hands off her!” Alaric roared.
“Jealous, sparky boy?”
“She’s mine!”
“I’m not a possession!” I shrieked before Zane’s pierced cock hit me in exactly the right place. A soft moan escaped as my eyes rolled back in my head. Stars above, I’d missed my incubus.
