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The cherry on top of this fuckery of art is the position of the pictures. Someone took the time to arrange them in a single word.
Slut
My anger builds and when I look at Victor he seems agitated. I would say rightfully so, but since there is also a slight bit of fear mixed into the gaze he sends my way, I’m left more than confused.
A crackling sound catches my attention and when I look down at my hands, I discover what has my mate so concerned.
Electricity—almost like tiny lightning bolts—dances between the fingers on both of my hands.
“That’s…” I bring my hands up in front of me and watch as the sparks zap against each other and move across my skin. “That’s not normal.”
I mean, I knew I was different, and maybe a little stronger than the other Snaps. But this?
This is not snap magick.
This is something else entirely.
Birth of a Goddess
Ginger
I’m trapped somewhere between fascination and horror as I continue watching the bits of electricity I seem to have produced from nothing.
Four times now I have managed to stop them and bring them back.
No snapping.
No runes.
Fuck, it was barely a conscious thought.
Victor on the other hand, moved past trying to understand what the fuck I am right now, and is analyzing the pictures. I had expected some jealousy when he looked at them, given all had a clear shot of someone else’s cock inside my pussy.
Well, all except the one with Lexi’s tongue fucking me.
Instead, Victor seemed amused. He kept mumbling about how he could do that better or had a bigger better cock or some other macho nonsense. Yeah, yeah babe. You are a sex God. I don’t know how that helps us, but sure. Let’s stroke your ego.
Although, standing here playing with some weird shit I seem to be able to suddenly do, isn’t particularly helpful either. Where is everyone and who am I about to fuck up?
I close my hands hard, hoping for a little zap to maybe jumpstart an idea, but I get nothing. Apparently I can’t zap myself.
That’s kinda bullshit.
Maybe the fact that I am now mad I can’t hurt myself is a warning sign about my mental state? I don’t know when that started concerning me, but here we are. Maybe it’s the newly mated status that has me all feeling… things.
I shudder a little at the thought that I may have those stupid human heart eyes I joked about earlier. I mean I love Victor, obviously. I wouldn’t have been able to mate mark him otherwise. It would have just been a bite. That makes me chuckle a little when I remember exactly where I mate marked him. His damn ear. Of all the weird places I could have picked. Could you imagine if I would have bit his nose?
Nah, I wouldn’t want to permanently scar his gorgeous face. Maybe his ass?
“Ginger?” Victor’s voice pulls me out of my weird mental spiral.
“Sorry, I was thinking about biting your ass.” Instead of a snarky response, he simply quirks an eyebrow and looks at my bedroom door.
“What? It’s a nice ass. I’ll just bite it when you least expect it. Then you can’t—”
A weird twinkling noise finally pulls my attention and it nearly takes me far too long to realize it’s my phone. I take off running and snatch it off the bed. The name on my screen has my heart thundering in my chest. I hit the button to answer Lexi’s call.
“Lexi?”
