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“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Never you mind,” she said mysteriously. “Just be sure to read that note at the bottom. Now, since you’re going to your hut, would you like a portable cauldron?”
“Yes, please.” I nodded gratefully. Goody A has everything you can think of…and some things you’ve probably never even imagined. “Oh, and I’ll give you back the tent now too. Thank you for letting us use it.”
I reached into my pocket but what I pulled out wasn’t the tent…it was the Veil of the Goddess.
“Oh,my,”Goody Albright breathed as she saw the shimmering silk. “However did you come acrossthat?”
Briefly, I told her about our little side-quest which had resulted in gaining a magical artifact.
“We don’t know what it does but the Keeper of the Vault of Dreams said it will let us know when we need to use it.”
“I dare say it will—this lovely thing is juststiffwith magic.” Goody A stroked the shimmering fabric with one fingertip. “So beautiful. Take good care of it. You might even find that it comes in handy in breaking the curse on your men.”
I felt my cheeks get hot again as I pushed the Veil back into my pocket. Goody A had called Ronan and Finnmymen. I liked hearing that from someone else—liked it that she could tell the three of us belonged together.
I just hoped that she was right and I could break the curse on both my guys.
Otherwise I was going to lose them to their Fur Forms forever.
22
GOLDIE
The Lust Hut shimmered into view like a dream stitched out of silk and moonlight. It was my own special place in the forest…a small but sumptuously decorated building that no one could enter without my permission. I had brought partners here before, but none like Ronan and Finn. This felt special—it feltreal.
“Here we are, boys.” I muttered a spell under my breath and the door swung open. I stepped in and made a sweeping motion with one hand. “Please enter.”
Finn whistled low under his breath as we stepped over the threshold. “Damn, Goldie! This is some collection you have.”
Ronan said nothing. But the sound of the door clicking shut behind us was loud in the heavy quiet that followed.
The place was just as I’d left it—dark and decadent, dressed in shadows and velvet. Hanging lanterns glowed a soft, sultry red. My collection of cuffs and ropes gleamed on their wall-mounted hooks, neatly arranged like the tools of a very specific trade. The antique queening chair sat in its rightful place, draped in plush fabric, regal as a throne. Chains hung from the beams above, silent and suggestive.Everything smelled like beeswax, clean leather, and the faintest trace of something sweet and heady—like melted chocolate and summer sex.
Pushed against the far wall was a huge bed with satin sheets and plenty of room for three.
I love my little Lust Hut—it’s perfect for its purpose.
Finn walked deeper into the space, fingers trailing reverently over a suede paddle. “So this is it?”
I grinned.
“It is.”
“Wow…” He turned in a slow circle, taking it all in. “I want tolivehere.”
“Of course you do.” I turned toward Ronan, who stood stiffly just inside the door. His eyes flicked over the room, his jaw tight.
“You okay?” I asked gently.
“I…” He swallowed hard. “I’ve just never been in a place like this before.”
I stepped closer, brushing my fingers down his arm.
“It’s just a room. What happens here is about consent, trust, and pleasure. Nothing to be afraid of.”
He met my gaze, dark eyes full of shadows.
