Page 36 of Charming Her Monsters

HEALING MAGIC

MAXUM

Ihate to break up Arran and Jade’s little snugglefest.

Actually, I don’t mind one fucking bit.

I want her ass inmyhands, her legs wrapped around my waist, and her wet center taking my length.

My dick wakes the fuck up with that and wants to say hello to the curvy, unwitting seductress. She has no clue how hot she is.

Thankfully, I’ll be balls deep in her pussy in a few minutes, convincing her of her sexiness.

I also have to convince her that my need for her is more than a meaningless fucking. I need alone time with her. Jade is my fated match. I have to know all about her. Because with her modernhumansensibilities, spending quality time with her will be the only way to make her believe I crave her like no other.

If she were a supernatural being, or raised in any magical community, then she’d already know without question that I’d die for her, even though I don’t yet know her like I intend to.

I will discover every ticklish spot on her body, figure out how her wacky mind works, read all her books, learn how to cook her favorite foods, explore her favorite positions and fantasies, understand what makes her laugh, and what brings her comfort.

However, right now, I plan to take care of her body and heal the ugly bruises and cuts that Rob inflicted on her the other night.

Fucking Rob.

I will hunt him down and bring Jade his severed head on a pike.

Is that too much for a mating gift? Not enough?

I’ll have to brush up on my courting etiquette.

Ultimately, I blame myself for leaving Jade alone.

I should have expected thatstupid prick of an incubus ghostOsen would coerce her into sneaking off. What was he thinking, taking an inexperienced witch to a dark alley in a supernatural beings-infested neighborhood where he had died?

What really pisses me off is that he didn’t trust one of us enough to escort them there. I would have done itafterI checked out the entire area and had everyone in our pack there as backup. But like always, Osen does everything in his own reckless way. Damn the consequences.

Look where that got him. He’s dead, and now his soul is probably obliterated.

Fuck, and he almost tookmymate—Arran’s mate—away from us.

Jade studies my face as she climbs off Arran’s body. “You okay, big guy?”

“Yeah, just remembering how we almost lost you. I’d kill Osen if he weren’t already dead.”

Sadness and regret flash over her face as she saunters over to me. “I think your wish might have come true.”

“Let’s see if he’s able to return after we have sex. Osen might just need to power up.” I smirk evilly. “ThenI’ll rip his soul to shreds.”

Jade playfully bats my bicep and winces. “Ow! What is that thing made of? Flippin’ steel?”

I flex my naked chest and watch as her face lights up with excitement. “You didn’t know that demons were made of carbon steel from the depths of the Earth’s core?” I deadpan.

Her mouth drops open briefly and then her eyes narrow. “Don’t fuck with me. It’s not nice.”

“Oh, I plan on fuckin’ with you, and I can be as nice or as wicked as you like.” I lift her up over my shoulder, and she squeaks. I look at Arran, wondering about how his beast will handle my taking her away like this. “You good?”

“Yeah. I actually am. But I’m going for a run around the lake, so I don’t have to hear it… just in case I’m not.”

“Aw,” Jade whines. “I want to explore the lake, too.”

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