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He sat down beside me as I huffed. “Don’t fret, all you need to do is retrieve our property—or lead us to it, and we’ll return you to your friends. Carmen, right? And the demon.” He rubbed his chin. “This is a tough Realm; it’d be a shame if anything happened to them.”

I stood. “You’re not as slick as you think you are.”

Leander glanced down and smoothed his shirt, swiveling his head as he held his arms out. “Slick? I have the best designers; there’s not a single crease or stain.”

I had no idea what he was going on about and began walking away. If this was how my days were going to be, it meant I was in hell for sure.

“Good job with the wraith,” he called after me.

Stopping in my tracks, I spun around. “Thanks for the assist.”

A slow smirk spread across his face. “You’re covered with dirt. Maybe don’t roll around on the ground, next time.”

Lifting the edge of my skirt, I tried to shake off the debris, but it instantly vanished. When I glanced up, Leander winked at me.

Fucking Fae.

It was getting dark and I wanted to go indoors for real, now, but I refused to walk past him. His chuckle echoed around me while I attempted to navigate the gardens and avoid him. Eventually, I was successful.

“Your shoes are dirty,” Adrian chastised me when I burst through the front door.

My reply was a middle finger to his face as I marched by.

Holding my skirt out of the way, I trotted up the stairs using the staircase closest to me and ran to my room.

As hard as I tried to be angry at the silky pajama set waiting on my bed, I couldn’t be. It looked comfortable and I put it on after I showered.

The fabric made me feel odd. It had a sensual quality that sank into my skin and made me long for touch, the way it slid across my skin. I wanted to rip my underwear off and feel the glide between my legs.

When I rolled over in bed, the material caressed my nipples, causing them to peak against the satin, and the memory of the two Fae touching me everywhere at the same time skated into my consciousness.

No, no, no.

I sprang up from the sheets and ripped the set from my limbs, the fabric tearing under my efforts. The balled-up shirt went flying across the room, and I kicked the shorts away before diving back under the covers. Then I tossed my panties as well—just in case. The motherfuckers must have enchanted the god damned pajamas. Who knew what else?

For some reason, the thought of magical pajamas made me giggle, and then I started straight-up laughing. I laughed even harder at the ridiculousness of the fact that I was butt naked in a luxury mansion in hell where enchanted pajamas existed in the first place because what the fuck?

Wiping the tears streaming down my cheeks, I yanked the sheet over my head, like an anti-wraith security system. Obviously, I couldn’t count on Leander or Adrian keeping them away from me.

I wasn’t as tired as I’d hoped although the day should have exhausted me. After some tossing and turning, and rearranging of the sheet, sleep finally claimed me.

“Why are you naked?”

The voice registered, but I couldn’t do anything but try and stretch my hand toward the familiar voice.

CHAPTER 18

Kiam

She didn’t answer me and instead tucked her head against my chest and resumed snoring. It should have been obnoxious but instead it was just a mild annoyance. Clamping my hand over her mouth made her squirm but finally she breathed through her nose.

It was all I could do not to stroke her pussy with my thumb as I held her in my arms. It was right there, waiting for me. Begging to be touched. The way her skin was beyond soft and silky everywhere I touched it did things to me I didn’t want to examine at the moment.

Where the fuck were her clothes?

There was a light pink, wadded-up ball of material near the door, and I wiggled my fingers toward it, compelling it to come my way. I should have set the woman down while I investigated, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, I jostled her around while I shifted her weight to give myself more range of movement.

The material was infused with magic. In fact, the entire room was covered with spells designed to trick, seduce, and misguide. Including Brittney.