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He abruptly released her hand and disappeared. She blinked as the light flooded back in, once again she stood in the bar with a drink in hand and her t-shirt on. For a moment she thought she’d been hallucinating only for the ache in her body to burn through her. She flicked her tongue out, tasting him and feeling the sensitivity to her bottom lip.

“Shit,” she drained her beer and crushed it bare handed. Her anger growing, he’d done this on purpose. She returned to the counter to grab her coat, and headed out, she’d take care of her frustration at home first. Then she’d go give that damn lecherous warlock a piece of her mind.

* * *

“Are you okay?”

“Fuck no.”

Oye said, as she dragged herself over to the long couch in Lanias living room. She threw herself down, and groaned. Tossing an arm across her face, she mumbled something.

“What?” Lanias said, sending a curious look to Sabina, who was making something in the kitchen. “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand whisper.”

“How do you get rid of a lust curse?”

Lanias blinked, and drew back giving her a scandalous look. “You whore? You didn’t?”

Too tired to throw the insult burning in her stomach at her cousin, Oye glared at her, giving her a view to the dark under eye she was sporting, along with ragged skin around her eyes. “I’d punch you if I wasn’t so exhausted.”

Lanias expression turned thoughtful, as she moved her legs from off her couch and turned to face her.

“If it wasn’t you? Then who?”

“That damn warlock.”

Oye snapped. She’d thought he’d been joking about teasing her and she’d gone home just to give herself some love. But she couldn’t, the only thing she got was frustration. Every time she’d reach the edge of that brain numbing orgasm, her whole body would cool down. She’d rubbed, pounded, vibrated but nothing. She explained this, and both Lanias and Sabina looked at her horrified.

“Jesus, I’d kill him.”

Startled both Oye and Lanias glanced in the kitchen where Sabina stood, her hands in something. She frowned at their surprised expressions. “What? Raijin tried to play that game because he was working late.” She shook her head, a gloomy taking over her face. “I wrestled that man down, and took him in the living room.” She smirked.

Oye quirked a brow at that.

“First, I want to commend you for taking him down. He’s a very, very big man.” Lanias said admiration clear in her voice, “And also,” she turned to look at Oye. “Just undo the curse.”

“I can’t,” Oye grumbled as she lifted her hand and swirled them three times in the air, and pressed it to her wrist. It flashed blue, before it turned a dark green shade. “See, I’ve tried this. Anti-hexing gel. Hell, I even rubbed salt into it.”

“Well.” Lanias leaned back, giving her a hopeless look. “Sucks to be you.”

“God, I hate you.” Oye groaned, letting her hand drop to her side.

“Okay, guys, it’s ready.”

Both glanced up to see Sabina holding what seemed to be homemade burgers but there was one problem. Lanias sent a summons for Kahlia, who was currently playing in her closet. But her eyes were horrified as they stared at the tray of food. “Um, deerling. You know I love you, truly but— Why are the burgers pink?”

Sabina blinked at her in confusion staring down at the burgers. “They tasted bad when I cooked them longer.” Her brow creased.

“Sweets I get that, I do, but they’re still screaming out in pain from being made into beef.” Oye said as she pushed herself up into a sitting position. Sabina was a great cook, but the way those buns were smashed down on the seemingly killed a minute ago beef wasn’t right. She added, “That looks like something your boo would like, are you—” A hand slapped over her mouth and she felt a chill descend as Lanias straddled her, glaring into her eyes.

“You. Better. Not. Say. It.” She mouthed, a dangerous gleam in her stare.

But unfortunately, or fortunately depending on who you asked. Sabina, eyes widened in surprise as her hands fell to her stomach leaving the trey floating in the air. “I—”

With a groan, Lanias slid to the side of Oye just as a curly-haired replica of Sabina flew in and landed on both Lanias and Oye. Her wide eyes blinked from Lanias, to Oye who both wore annoyed expressions.

The room filled with red petals, and a sharp smell hit Oye’s nose causing her to wince. “I thank you,” Lanias said sarcastically. “Now my damn home is going to smell like a fucking gingerbread house.”

Oye released a breathless laugh falling back, she just closed her eyes ignoring the petals covering her face. She had to get this lust spell dealt with, or she would be in the same boat as Sabina.

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