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“That’s not possible, Micaela. You need to come with me. You only have until dawn, don’t waste it with these losers.” He reaches out and barely grazes her wrist before Oz has his arms locked behind him.
Oz snarls in his face, flashing his fangs threateningly. I feel similar.
“What did you just say?” Silas growls.
“Touch her again and I’ll skin you alive. You won’t have anything left to feel her silky skin with. For now, I’ll just cut off the fingers that touched her,” I snarl.
He looks at us like we are insane. Maybe we are, I’ve never spent much time worrying about it.
He focuses back on Micaela. “You need to get away from them. Let’s go.”
Then, he turns incorporeal, leaving Oz empty-handed.
So, he’s a ghost. That’s how he knows my mate. Well, unfortunately for him, I know a spell to keep him solid. It’s incredibly painful and only keeps the ghost solid while it’s cast. Which is why it didn’t work on Micaela.
I wave my hands and chant, aiming at the spot I last saw him. He comes back, flashing into existence, screaming in agony.
I didn’t know this spell would hurt until I tried it on Micaela. I hated myself at that moment for not researching it more but the deadline was weighing heavy on me.
Still, my mate’s pain is unacceptable. This fucker can suffer forever.
Micaela quirks her head, studying the scene in front of her. “Let him go, he’s just trying to help.”
“No can do, Ghosty. He needs to learn a lesson about touching things that don’t belong to him,” I answer.
She didn’t sound too concerned anyways. Micaela steps back, allowing me to do as I wish.
Silas immediately wraps himself around her. As a newly mated group, our instincts are demanding we assert our ownership. I have a feeling that won’t go away with time. Hopefully, Micaela doesn’t mind.
Oz grabs the ghost’s hands and inspects them. I want to be the one doing the punishing but I’ll have to give Oz the honor. Someone has to keep him corporeal, so he doesn’t escape us.
Oz reaches down to his boot and pulls out a wicked blade. It looks like it could cut through bone like butter. I guess we’ll find out.
He moves quickly, taking the two fingers that brushed against Micaela: the middle and pointer finger.
He holds the fingers up on display for us all to see. Blood drips down his arm and the fingers look grotesque. He tosses the white fingers aside.
I release Grant from my spell. He collapses to the ground, glaring up at us all. I take a step towards him, radiating pissed off energy, and he disappears.
I turn around, grip Micaela’s face and devour her. I own her body and soul, tugging her tight against my body.
The three of us quickly surround her. Hands caress every inch of her body and I hope she feels completely worshiped.
I keep devouring her lips with my own. My tongue sneaks out to tangle with hers, softly caressing the pallet of her mouth. When she tries to retreat, I nip at her bottom lip.
Oz slowly trails his hands down the center of her chest before plucking at her nipples through the thin top. He cups her breast and gives it a firm squeeze.
Silas reaches down and runs a finger down across her seam. We are all teasing her with soft, slow movements.
I slide my hand down inside her waistband, going down until I’m playing in her wetness. “Oh you’ve made such a mess for us, what will we have to do with you?”
“We have to clean it up,” Oz demands.
I kneel before her, flipping her skirt up to gain access to her perfect center.
I slide my tongue from back to front. Lapping at her juices. Then, I plunge my tongue inside her. I flick my tongue left and right across her clit, moving up and down, getting inside her before returning attention to her bundle of nerves.
My ghost cries at the sensations, almost whimpering from the need for more. I hear her pleas and stick one finger slowly inside her heat. I pump it twice before adding a second finger and never removing my tongue from her clit.
