Chapter 31

Aahil"shuskychucklereverberated between us, where his warm chest pressed to my back. "Bed."

I didn"t need to be told twice. I stood, taking a second to let the blood flow return to my legs, since I"d been kneeling for so long. Then I stumbled over to the bed and flopped down with a groan. "I"m not built for gymnastics." Holding those simple postures had been a bit rough. Maybe I needed to start up a yoga practice or something.

Aahil crawled onto the bed with me from the end, sliding his warm hands up my legs to part my thighs, pausing to squeeze the soft, plump flesh there for emphasis. "Not built for gymnastics," he agreed. "You"re built for comfort, my dear, oblivious Lovell. A man could sink into you and get lost."

I rolled my eyes. "I"m not sure if that"s an insult, a compliment, or a hint that I need to lose weight."

Aahil scoffed. "Didn"t I revoke your right to yammer? Don"t think punishment is off the table, now that you"ve convinced me to be nice."

I smiled at him as he continued to crawl up my body, warm skin gliding over mine until he was lying over me, his lean, hard length pressed to my soft curves. Moving slowly, I reached out to touch his face, to trail my fingertips along his perfect jaw and tuck a silky strand of black hair behind his ear. "You really are beautiful, you know."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Don"t be mushy, woman."

I schooled my face into mock seriousness. "Sorry. Sorry. Please put your cock in me now, master," I deadpanned. I squirmed just a little for emphasis.

Aahil shook his head, but I thought maybe he was suppressing a laugh. "I have no idea why I find this attractive." Then his warm lips were on mine, stopping any more of my oh-so-witty outbursts.

I parted my thighs, shifting to meet him as Aahil slowly slid home, finally filling the ache inside me. He was so hot—literally—a pulsing heat inside me that drove me mad with every skillful, smooth glide of his body. My hands slid over his muscular back, gliding down to grip his perfect ass and press him closer as I met his thrusts.

I was startled how quickly climax washed over me. But then again, I had dreamed of Aahil letting me love him this way for quite a while now. And I wasn"t lying about how much that whole bondage and dominance play had turned me on. I pressed my face into his shoulder, drawing in his smoky scent and muffling my moans.

Aahil shifted his weight onto one elbow, putting distance between us so I couldn"t hide, the other hand coming up to cup my face. His liquid gold eyes met mine, full of fiery sparks. "Again. I want to watch you come. I want to see myself reflected in your eyes when you shout my name, witch."

I shook my head, gasping for air. But truthfully, it wouldn"t take much. Especially with Aahil looking at me that way. As if he could see right into my heart, but was stunned to see himself there.

I pulled a leg up, nudging him, and he wrapped an arm under my shoulders as we rolled so I was on top. I lifted myself up on my knees and sank back down hard enough to make my breasts bounce, feeling Aahil"s heat so deep inside. His hands gripped my hips, claws denting the flesh as he thrust up beneath me, driving us both higher.

"Oh, fuck, jinn," I gasped, my head back and eyes closed as I chased my next orgasm. "Don"t stop. Just like that." I grabbed his hand and tried to direct it to my clit, the need overwhelming.

And of course, I broke the jinn right before I got a second orgasm. Fuck my life.

Claws dug into the soft flesh of my hips, breaking the skin in places, his hands searing where they touched, as Aahil"s magic flowed out around us like fire, ready to consume and destroy.

My eyes flew open in surprise. He had been fine. Fine. But the monster staring up at me was not Aahil. My Aahil had left the room.

"Is this what you wanted?" He snarled, showing a bit of fang, his eyes dancing with red flames. "Tell me." He slammed upward, inhumanly strong hands pulling me down, impaling me over and over, pleasure crossing into pain as he made himself a robotic tool. Just like I"d accidentally commanded.

Tears gathered in my eyes, even as my half-finished orgasm tried to get back to business. "Aahil. I didn"t mean it like that. Please—"

Cool hands smoothed over my sides, trailing down to my hips, coming to rest over Aahil"s where they clutched me. "Aahil," Hasumi said in a deceptively soft voice, flowing like water as they moved to sit behind me, straddling Aahil"s legs, the weaver"s front pressed to my back. "Come back to us, jinn."

Aahil"s breath hitched in and out in a harsh pant, and the flames in his eyes flickered as the water elemental"s magic filled the room, manipulating emotions, sending calm and clarity. I watched as the jinn slowly came back to us, his amber eyes losing some of their burning intensity as his grip on my hips eased up, retracting his claws.

"Andy?" His beautiful, husky voice shook, devoid of its usual magic and arrogance. I had never want to kill anyone quite so badly as I did at that moment. I wanted to murder every witch who had ever used him. I wanted to find the fucking boogeyman and turn him into a bug so I could have the pleasure of stepping on him.

I let out a long sigh. My rage probably wasn"t helpful at the moment. "Right here," I breathed. "I"m sorry, Aahil. I didn"t mean to push you. But I"m here, it"s okay."

He pulled a hand out from under Hasumi"s grip and hid his face under his arm. "I knew this was a terrible idea. I"m a monster, witch. Damaged. Broken. If you strip away all the things you hate about me, then there"s nothing left."

I shifted forward, keenly aware that he was still seated inside me. "Hey, Aahil?"

He moved his arm just enough to give me a wary, questioning look. I took the opportunity to press a kiss to those beautiful lips. He startled, but his hand came reflexively to cradle the back of my head, his lips parting and his tongue hesitantly coaxed into dancing with mine. "I thought you weren"t going to let Hasumi show you up?" I teased as I sat back up, gently rolling my hips in invitation.

Aahil"s expression slowly slid back toward lust, especially when he really took a moment to look at Hasumi, who was now holding me, one long arm wrapped around my chest, just under my breasts, pushing them upward like a display.

"Witch, I almost just fucked you to death," Aahil said in an exasperated voice. "You"re playing with fire. Or maybe you"re suicidal?"

Hasumi leaned in to press a soft kiss to my skin, at the juncture of neck and shoulder. "I told you I wouldn"t let you hurt her," they purred. Then they lifted their head, looking over my shoulder at Aahil. "I know you are afraid, little flame. But you don"t have to be alone. Let us see what"s possible if we work together, hmm?"

Aahil was silent for a moment. But then he slipped back into his usual jinn act. He smiled, slow and sultry. "Better hurry and catch up then, water weaver," he taunted, lifting his hips to press in deep as he cupped my breasts, this thumbs circling my nipples, sending electric zings of pleasure through my body.

Hasumi disappeared from behind me, then reappeared in the blink of an eye. Only this time, instead the flowing fabric of their clothes, I felt only the sleek glide of smooth, warm skin. I twisted, unwilling to get off Aaahil, but also really wanting to see Hasumi naked. I couldn"t even begin to guess their gender. I thought I felt the soft press of small breasts against my back. But then they moved closer and a long, hard length pressed along the crack of my ass.

I was so confused.

"Does it matter?" Hasumi breathed in my ear, clearly picking up on the emotion.

I turned back to face Aahil, who was grinning like a demon, but I pressed my ass back against Hasmi. "Honestly?" I said, my voice a little breathless since Aahil was not pausing for this discussion, still undulating under me in a way that had me seeing stars. "Not one fucking bit."

"I thought so," Hasumi said, letting a bit of that liquid power roll over us. "Lift up a bit, Andy. And you," they said with a flick of a hand against Aahil"s taught stomach. "Pause."

The jinn narrowed his eyes at the order, but whatever Hasumi was doing let him keep control over the urge to lash out when the water weaver was the one giving orders. I leaned forward against Aahil"s chest, a bit worried about what they were up to. Anal was fine. I just hadn"t had someone in my ass and my pussy at the same time in a quite a while. Not since that one wicca orgy a few years ago…. Yeah, earth witches get freaky sometimes.

I sucked in a breath, tensing when Hasumi"s graceful fingers glided over the place where Aahil and I were connected. "Oh, goddess!"

Aahil chuckled into my hair, then pressed a kiss to my temple, gripping my upper arms to keep me in place as he slowly pumped in and out of me, giving Hasumi time to stretch and tease.

I came again—hard—before they were satisfied with their torture and Hasumi was finally fully seated inside me. With Aahil. I wanted to be some amazingly awesome lover. But honestly, all I could do was lay between them, gasping and moaning as both of them fucked me into oblivion, my brain completely broken by the sensations that overwhelmed me.

When I came again, I took a while to float back down to earth, my entire body humming and languid with bliss. I found myself lying on my side, with my head pillowed on Aahil"s shoulder and Hasumi spooning me from behind. I"d gotten a glimpse somewhere along the way. The water weaver was absolutely gorgeous. Hot as hell. But their body was very different from any lover I"d ever had. I had so many questions, but that could wait until my brain wasn"t buzzing with post-orgasm haze.

"Aahil?" I managed to mutter. "Are you okay?"

The jinn snorted. "Don"t be stupid. You"re the one who just had two dicks crammed in you, witch."

I groaned. He was back to avoiding. But Hasumi rescued me. "You two will talk about all of this," they said firmly. But it came with a wash of sleepy contentment that pulled me along for the ride. "But it can wait until after we nap."

I was so on board with that plan. Anything to put off the battle that I knew was coming when Aahil was finally forced to admit he had feelings and insecurities. And that he wanted help.

My eyes were just starting to drift closed when a cloud of black, smoky tendrils erupted from the bedroom wall. The boogeyman stepped out from the blackness, his red eyes glinting at the sight before him. "I hate to interrupt all this, mistress Lovell," he said, sketching a sarcastic bow. "But it seems there"s a ward blocking my exit. And your angel friend was too much of a prude to ask for assistance."

"You can"t just barge in like that!" Elijah insisted as he floated up through the floor to hover before the boogeyman, his aura wavering with his anger. "Have you no respect for privacy!"

I barked a laugh, startling everyone in the room as I flung out an arm to point an accusing finger at the ghost. "Privacy? You"re going to lecture someone about privacy?!"

Elijah rotated toward me, puffed out of existence, then reformed. "But he"s a stranger."

The boogeyman laughed, his deep voice sending chills up my spine. "Somehow I think the more"s the merrier when it comes to this witch"s bed." He smirked at me.

I flipped him off. "Keep it up and I"ll take a nap or fifteen before I get around to breaking that ward so you can leave."

Hasumi and Aahil had abandoned me to find clothes. I shoved myself up to sit against the headboard and yanked my camisole up to cover myself as the creeper of a boogeman just sat his ass right down on the edge of the bed and winked at me. "Was that an invitation, witch?"

I put my face in my hands and let out a half-scream-half-groan sound that was the only way to express my current feelings.

The boogeyman patted my back. "There, there, my dear. Just tell yourself it"s a bad dream."

I sighed. "I"ve tried that every day since I found the damned bestiary," I grumbled. "Hasn"t worked yet."