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She pulled off of it with a naughty pop. “You said it was mine whenever I wanted, and I wanted to suck it when I woke with it poking at me like it was sweetly asking for attention.”
“It is yours,” I assured her, propping myself up on the pillow so I didn’t miss a second of what she was doing. “I love you.”
She blushed. “I love you too, Jackson.” She gave me a long lick. “Does he want to be inside me if we take a shower?”
“Sparkles, he will always want to be inside of you. If my gorgeous witch wants shower sex, she willgetshower sex.”
“Such a good familiar,” she purred before going back to sucking me.
I warned her when I was coming and she just smiled, swallowing down all I had to give her. Jared was right and oral sex was justeverythingwhen it was with her. “Can I taste my witch before that shower sex?”
“Are you addicted to her? You can if you are.”
“I am,” I growled, pulling her up to me and rolling us before burying my face between her legs. Then after a few orgasms, I carried her off to the shower and made love to her before she let me wash her. She did her hair, but I felt her desire that I learn how to deal with her mane so I could spoil her.
I knew I’d look it up on YouTube as soon as I could. I gasped when she turned to rinse. She gave me a questioning look and I traced a line on her shoulder.
“This scar is gone. I saw it last night when I kissed it.”
She nodded. “One’s missing from my hand too. Every time I have sex with one of you magic heals me.”
“I don’t know if I want us to have sex marathons so they’re all gone or to kiss them all and remind you that I love your body even with them,” I admitted.
“I feel the same,” she agreed. “I think the answer is to not change our plans and just heal a bit at a time. I never thought they’d be gone.”
“I’m shocked Thora didn’t heal you.” I bit back a growl when she flinched and remembered to be patient and swallow my shit. “Why didn’t you let her?”
“Because to heal, you have to take part of the pain and hurt. I couldn’t ever let someone feel even half of the hurt these cost. I couldn’t. Plus, I was scared when Mother caught me, she’d put them all back if they were gone.”
“She’s never going to hurt you again, sparkles,” I whispered as I kissed her shoulder where the scar had been. “Only happiness and healing from now on.”
“That sounds perfect.”
We finished up and she pulled me into her room instead of heading to the guest room where we’d stowed our stuff since her shower was still better than the trailer. I gave her a curious look, but she let go of me in front of her closet before grabbing her comb and sitting on the bed.
“I was thinking of rewarding my familiar by letting him pick what I wore today since he had to carry me back. If he wants.”
“I want,” I groaned, hurrying to flip through options until I got what I wanted. I held up the short hoodie dress.
“You like my legs, huh?” she chuckled.
“I do.” It was true, I loved her pale, creamy legs, especially her thighs, but she was most comfortable with an option for a hood so she could hide if she needed to. I cleared my throat and set it next to her, watching how she handled her hair. “I was thinking one of those hooded crop tops would be super sexy.”
“Maybe,” she whispered, and I felt a flare of panic that wasn’t mine. She sighed. “Sorry. This is going to take some getting used to.”
“It will, and please don’t apologize for what you feel.”
“I’m not, just the minefield you guys have with me. Saying that is sweet but I started this with letting you pick.”
I caught on and squatted down so she looked at me and covered her knees with my hands. “I want to know when I’ve stepped in it so we can talk about it and you know I’m on your side.” I waited until she nodded. “They used to buy you clothes?”
She nodded. “Mother never let them touch me besides petting my hair or something acceptable, but they used to buy me clothes to start training me on how to be for them. I’m sorry. I didn’t even think of it—”
“I get it. Thank you for telling me and thank you for letting me pick your dress.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and turned to leave.
“Why are you leaving if you’re not upset?” she asked quietly.
“Because you like to have a minute to settle after you get scared.”
