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Magic roils in my core. There’s a gorgeous naked woman standing three feet away from me, water running over every curve, every inch. Coursing over that luscious skin. I may not be able to see her with my eyes, but my brain is doing a damn fine job rendering images in my imagination. Perfect pink nipples. The line from torso to hip. Her soft, round ass.
I hear a pop as she opens a bottle of shampoo or body wash. She’s got to be touching herself, running soapy lather everywhere. Suddenly, it’s everything I can do not to spin around, press Ven against the wall face first, run my hands down her wet, slippery backside, and enter her from behind. Over and over and over until she screams my name. Heat flares through me, heat and power.
“Stop!” she calls, slightly muffled from the other side of the glass.
“What?”
“Your lust magic is over the top!”
She’s right, I realize. And the crazy thing is, I’m not even trying. It’s like she’s commanding my magic. And no one does that but me. I am always in control.
I suppress a growl of frustration and pivot slightly. I have to move or I’m going to lose it.
That’s when I realize I can see a sliver of Ven in the foggy mirror. A flash of red hair, trailing down her back. The curve of her bubble butt, just as perfect as I thought it would be. A tattoo over her hip, a fox and a raven and a cat forming a circle.
My body tightens, and my cock goes rock hard. What is this witch doing to me?
“Ryder, are you looking?” Ven squeals.
She’s stepping out of the shower, reaching for her towel which is hanging on a hook on the wall. Rivulets of water run down her chest and cling to the tops of her breasts.
“It’s not my fault you have a gigantic mirror right where you told me to face,” I say with a grin.
I turn around since she has the towel wrapped around her now, and I begin to unbutton my tunic. A moment later it flutters to the ground next to her dress. And the black thong I can see next to it.
Ven wears a shocked looked on her face. “What are you doing?” She sounds breathy, unsteady.
My grin widens. “You’re not the only one who needs a shower.”
