Page 12 of Virgin Lust

Grim’s woods.

Grim’s castle.

Alone in a room.

Damn it!

If one of the gremlins left, I couldn’t pinpoint their location. When they returned, they would tell me where they had been. That wasn’t the case with the mysterious woman.Why?

Strange ideas consumed me.

She needs me.

I needed to sootheher pain. Maybe that was the reason my body felt primed. I’d give her whatever she neededifthat would appease the scorching heat under my skin.

What if it wasn’t about her? What if it was just my demon DNA wanting to eat her soul?

When I began salivating, I clapped a hand over my mouth. Thinking of her sweet-smelling pink soul captivated me.

Really fucking nice, Shepherd.

Drool dripped onto my chest. I swiped at it leisurely, then something on my right pec caught my eye. Amid the black ink, like a blaring neon sign, was the tattoo of a pink goat. The damn thing looked like someone etched a cartoon character on my skin.Where the hell did that come from?

Melinda must have hexed me. Ever since the night the witch told me about the Reapers needing help, I’d been messed up. Was she responsible for the mysterious woman invading my dreams too?

The raven-haired beauty, dressed in the black gown, never spoke. She always stood at a distance as if she waited for me. The woman was a beacon beckoning me, but I never answered her call. Somehow, I knew my brain conjured what I wished to see. I shouldn’t be obsessing over the creature with indigo eyes.

Even more illogical was the desire constantly growing beneath my skin. Maybe if I found her and gave into my passions, the inferno inside me would cease.Not possible.Seeing her would inevitably make me worse. Until I knew what was happening with me, I needed to stay away from her.

Dirk had been gone half a day. It was too long. I needed answers to my dilemma the second I locked eyes with the female Reaper.

I shouldn’t have gotten mixed up in Grim’s problems. His Reapers appeared to handle the human festival just fine on their own.Why did the witch want me there that night? To hex me? Kill me?By the constant bulge in my jeans, maybe it wasn’t a physical death she conjured up. More like a sweaty and constantly horny torture that included dropping petals like a wilting flower. What the hell did I do to piss off a witch?

Suddenly, the room spun. The walls stretched and moved around me and dizziness took over. Swallowing the bile rising in my throat, I tilted my head, but it didn’t help. Darkness cascaded over me, and suddenly everything was far away. I reached for the nightstand. The harder I tried to touch it, the smaller it became. More troubling was the fatigue crashing down on me. Trying to keep my watery eyes open, I collapsed on the mattress and darkness won.

Hands trailed up my chest and pulled me out of my sleep. Bolting upright, I glanced around the dark room. How long had I been out? The sheets covering my lower half were black.

Wait!I’m naked.

What the hell?

A pink manicured hand slid up my abs.Who touched me?

Last thing I remembered was dizziness, and then I passed out.So, how did I get here? Wherever the fuck that is.

I drew in a deep breath. Green apple and rum. Her scent was everywhere. I fell back onto the bed and groaned. Heat pressed down on me like a weighted blanket. Fuck. I had no clue why I’d been so horny lately. In that moment, however, the room and her presence overwhelmed me.

Raising my head, I saw the woman right as her nails trailed up my chest. The sheet slipped down my hips as a naked blonde, someone I didn’t recognize, kissed my abdomen. I glared at the vixen. She just grinned up at me and grabbed my stiff cock through the sheet. Her blue gaze seemed to sparkle.Not the blues I’d been obsessing over. Nothing about her called to the desire stirring in my abdomen. The woman’s presence disturbed the true reason I was painfully hard.

The raven-haired beauty was close by. I just had to find her.

I inhaled again, eyes rolling back at the intoxicating aroma, and pushed the blonde off of me. She stumbled slightly, and her giant tits jiggled.

“What’s wrong?” She batted her lashes.

My gaze lingered on her for a moment. I could easily pin her down and take what she offered. My cock jolted at the thought of relief, but I could give zero fucks about her. I only wanted the one who had driven me mad for the last week. I trembled, knowing she was there with me. I was a demon obsessed with someone I had yet to touch.Fuck!Who is my mysterious woman?

“You need this.Weneed this.” The blonde purred. When she tried to climb on top of me again, I got out of the bed.

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