Page 15 of Summoning Sex Demons

“So you brought him into our house?!” I asked, fucking flabbergasted as he jumped up onto the couch next to Mikayla and began thrusting wildly toward her face, his dick flopping and smacking against his abdomen and then thigh. “Why?!”

“Holy shit.” Jada walked into the room and leaned closer to me. “Do you see this too?”

“Yes, I see it.”

“Why is Jim Buffer naked in our living room and pelvic-thrusting worse than your ex?”

Mikayla rolled her eyes. “For the last time, I found him in the hallway.”

Jada arched a brow and crossed her arms. “You just randomly found a naked guy wearing a pair of sunglasses, pelvic-thrusting in the hallway of a building that only has three apartments andhisisn’t one of them?”

“Actually, he was doing the helicopter when I walked in,” I hummed, biting back a giggle.

After clearing her throat, Mikayla nodded. “Yep.”

“What kind of voodoo shit did you do to him?” Jada asked.

“Come on, Jay,” Mikayla said, tugging on one of her coiled strands of orange hair. It bounced next to her face and got caught in her black-framed glasses. “You know I can’t do any voodoo or magic. That was apparent after last night.”

Yeah … about that.

Instead of anyone responding, we all stayed quiet, the tension building between us.

After looking over at me, Jada drew her tongue over her teeth. It was as if we were all waiting for the other person to say something. At least, I knew that I was because how the hell could I explain that a demon—a freaking sex demon!—had shown up in my room last night and stolen my virginity? And then fucked me again today in public, but somehow, my body was invisible so nobody could see it?!

The first part was at least somewhat plausible, but the part about invisibility was …

Way out there.

“Are we not going to talk about the elephant in the room?” Jada asked.

“You mean the naked guy?” I asked.

Jim rocked his hips aggressively back and forth, his arms up and his fingers tucked behind his ears. Those sunglasses were slowly sliding down his face with every thrust, until they fell off into Mikayla’s lap. Eyes filmed over, he stared emptily at the wall.

“No, not him,” Jada said. “The fact that we actually did summon some shit last night.”

Mikayla burst out in laughter for a moment, and then she looked at our faces and pressed her lips together. I chewed on my inner cheek, heart pounding at the thought of that man—that demon—who had snuck into my bed.

“That didn’t happen,” Mikayla said. “Right, Iza?”

“I, um …” I whispered. “I had someone visit me last night and take my virginity.”

“Whoa,” Jim said, nodding along. “Nice. Not a virgin anymore. Does that mean?—”

“Your dick is small,” Jada snarled at him. “Get out of our house.”

Jim had awoken from his naked, thrusting slumber, if you could even call it that, and glanced over at Jada, then at me, then down at his own body. His eyes widened, and he grabbed one of our nice pillows to cover his dick.

I frowned because I always fell asleep with that pillow on the couch, but decided that my face would never even want to touch that thing now that it was pressed against Jim’s grimy dick and hairy balls.

“Wh-what’s going on?” he cried. “Where are my clothes?!”

Jada grabbed him by the ear and tugged him toward the door. “Don’t know. Don’t care.”

“What am I doing here? How am I going to get home?” Jim cried.

She threw him out into the hall. “Again, don’t know and don’t care.”

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