Page 3 of Accidentally Summoned an Incubus

Oh, how I wanted nothing more than to hex his dick off.

As I walked around the table, I flicked my eyes at Billy. Her lips were pulled into a silent snarl, her eyes slowly turning a glowing, ember red. I shot a look at her, and they quickly turned back to her normal ice-blue irises.

Having a wolf-shifter best friend had its benefits. I could guarantee that she would be the first to leap across the table and tear Chad’s throat out if he made one wrong move. But then we would have to deal with the absolute nightmare that would inevitably follow shifting in front of a room full of mortals. My coven had extreme punishments for performing magic in front of unsuspecting mortals, so I could only imagine that Billy would be in for just as bad a ride from her pack if she shifted.

I reluctantly took a seat, and Chad glared down at me, a poor attempt at a sexy smirk on his face.

Like,seriously? This guy? I’dvoluntarilyhad sex withthisguy? Man, being part succubus was the worst.

The meeting lasted all of fifteen minutes. Chad talked at warp speed, only stopping to look at my cleavage. Even thoughmy shirt was purposefully loose and buttoned up to my neck, his eyes narrowed as if he could see straight through the material.

With a final deep breath, Chad sighed and said, “Well, folks, thank you for your time. I hope you got all that.” He glanced around as everyone was still furiously taking notes. “Lexi, can I see you in my office?”

Brett grinned from the other side of the table.

“Oh, actually,” Billy called from Brett’s side, causing his smile to falter, “Lex and I have a meeting.” For good measure, and with the slightest tinge of venom in her voice, she added, “A meeting with HR.”

God, I loved Billy from the bottom of my heart.

“This will only take a minute,” Chad said, rubbing a hand over (though not actually touching) his sculpted blond hair.

I flicked Billy a look. I could hold my own against someone like Chad. Of course, I would have to be careful—cursing a mortal wasn’t something that should be done lightly, and I’d have to report it to the coven immediately should it come to that. Which it shouldn’t. So far, the last month had just been filled with Chad undressing me with his eyes, often making suggestive comments, and occasionally placing his hand on my back, shoulder, or thigh for a moment too long.

“Fine. A minute,” I barked, causing a few of the men to snap their heads up at me, matching looks of horror on their faces as if I should feel privileged that I’m allowed in the conference room at all and not shackled to a kitchenette making them coffee.

Urgh, I fucking hated working in a boys’ club.

So,I followed Chad downthe clinical, gray corridor to his office. He opened the door for me but didn’t move far enough back. Reluctantly, I shimmied past him, careful not to touch him, and held my breath, though the sharp tang of his aftershave still found its way up my nostrils.

Chad gestured that I should take a seat. He didn’t bother going to his side of the desk, but instead sat in front of me. The desk creaked under his weight as he spread his legs, pointing his crotch directly at my line of sight. He placed his elbow on his thigh and his head on his hand and stared down at me as if I were just some silly little girl who hadn’t quite realized just how much of a catch he was... if you could call a wallet with a small dick and no personality a catch.

My eyes narrowed in on him.

“Alexis. Lex. Lexi, Lexi, Lexi,” he mused, each note causing a wave of nausea. “Listen. I know what you’re doing.”

“Eh?” What I was doing was trying my damndest to stay out of his way for the last month.

“Of course. I mean, I’m your boss and we...” His voice trailed off as he made a move to push my hair behind my ear. I quickly bobbed out of his reach, my stomach clenching in revulsion, and he recovered smoothly enough by bringing his hand back to hover over his sculpted hair.

“Look, Lexi. I know you’ve been playing hard to get for the past month. And I’m into it, I really am. But let’s stop playing games,hm?”

I snorted. Was this guy for real? “I can assure you, Chad, I’m not playing games.”

Chad stared down at me, still with the condescending look, as if it would only be another minute before I realized what anamazing opportunity he was giving me.

I sat with my arms crossed. When he finally realized I was serious, his entire demeanor changed. Like a wounded animal, his face scrunched into a semi-feral grimace. Caressing the lapel of his jacket, he snapped, “Alexis. If you want to have any chance of making it within this company, I suggest you stay on my good side. In fact”—he started to unbuckle his belt—“there is a senior position coming up”—he unzipped his trousers—“that I think you would be perfect for.”

He dropped his boxers, and I tried not to gag as his semi-flaccid cock pointed at me.

I looked from the glistening tip to his soulless eyes, and back again.

His voice was humorless and savage as he said, “Well, it’s not going to suck itself.”

And then I did what any other witch would do in my position.

I hexed his dick off.

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