Page 105 of Castings & Curses

Eric let me assault him with kisses and put up with how I rubbed all over him like some kind of cat.

We lay in bed for a long time, finally just talking. Eric skimmed his fingers over my shoulder as I rested my head against his ribs and played with his chest hairs.

“Dylan only came to see Liv because he got married.” I confessed. “At first, I was really angry. I know he’s trying to show me up or something egotistical like that. But then I remembered I had your mark on my body, and I knew without words what it meant. At least I had hoped that it meant something.”

Eric’s voice was deep in his chest. “It means something. It means you are mine now.”

“I think I like you being all possessive.”

“Good. Do you need me to be jealous too? I can do that if you need me to. But I’m not going to tell you what to do. You are a fully grown woman, you can do what you want.”

I laughed softly. “That sounds like you’ve been trained. Should I thank Janelle for that?”

“Janelle and my mother. My natural inclination is to be the brute strength you need. I am your back, your legs, your arms. Tell me what to do, and I will. But I also know how to pay attention and offer support when you can’t or don’t know how to ask. I tried hard to be a partner worthy of my first wife. And I will try equally as hard to be a partner worthy of you.”

“I like that. I like that a lot.” I purred and snuggled in against his firm chest.

There was a muffled phone ringing. Eric sat up, forcing me to sit.

“Where are my pants?” He was out of bed and folded over, looking through our mess of clothes. Finding his phone, he hit the answer button and put it up to his ear. “Yeah? Okay. On my way.”

He ended the call and looked at me with a slightly guilty expression. “I’ve got a call, got to go. Can I see you later?”

“Of course. I mean, we need to do this again at the very least. I’ll be lonely without Liv, could I come over tonight?”

I watched him get dressed. It was as tantalizing as watching him get undressed. “Can you spend the night?”

“Is that okay? I mean with Sarina and everything.”

Eric stopped with his shirt bunched up, about to pull over his head. “Of course, you can spend the night. I was just thinking we needed to figure out how to tell the girls you're moving in. You’re moving in, right? Should we put them in the same room or make them have separate rooms?”

“You want me to move in with you?” I crawled to the end of the bed to be close to him.

Wrapping his arms around me, he stepped in close. My nipples scraped against his shirt. It wasn’t scratchy, but it wasn’t his skin.

“You’re mine, of course I want you living here. I guess we still have a lot to talk about.” His kiss was almost sweet, and might have been if I wasn’t naked, and he hadn’t begun kneading my breast and rubbing his fingers together over my nipple.

I cupped his cock through his jeans. It only seemed fair.

He stepped back. “I’ve got to go. Close the door behind you when you leave. I’ll call you later.”

I sat back on my haunches as he left. Eric wanted me to move in with him. He loved me. And I was now alone in his house.

Well, if I was going to live here, I might as well figure out where everything was. So far I knew how to get to his bedroom from the front door and that was it. I scrambled off the bed and grabbed my things before heading into the bathroom. I should get dressed before I go exploring, just in case. It would be my luck to be naked in the kitchen and his mother and Sarina would walk in.

My phone rang. I eagerly answered it, expecting it to be Eric.

“Where the fuck have you been?” Dylan yelled.

“I… uh, what? Did you try to call me?” I wasn’t about to tell him I had spent a good part of the day in bed with my demon lover.

“Your sister said you weren’t at the house, and she didn’t know where you were when I tried to go by the house earlier.”

“Yeah, I’m not there. Did you try to call me? Because my phone hasn’t rung.” If it had, I totally hadn’t heard it.

“You need to come get Liv. Now.”

And that's when I heard Liv crying in the background. I forgot all about exploring Eric’s huge house and ran for the car. “Where are you? Why is Liv crying?”

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