air, off the throne. Hovering ten feet above the floor, I sucked that hickey hard and sent us both spiraling over the edge, our bodies tightening and twisting under an onslaught of sexual power.
My pussy clenched and throbbed around his jumping cock. My breasts felt heavy and swollen, the nipples painful with desire. Dialle wrapped his fingers in my hair and yanked my face away from his neck, covering my lips with a starving kiss.
There was more than lust in his heated kiss and less than love.
It felt almost like an apology.
I am trying, Astra. It is all I can do.
I sighed against his lips as our bodies softened into the aftermath of an incredible experience. It wasn’t enough. But it would have to do for the moment. And as my fingers slid across the warm, silken skin of his well-rounded buttocks, I knew I’d do whatever I could to make it right between us again.
Chapter Three
Witchy Woman
Our poor miss has much to churn, not the least of which is death,
The booger made her body burn…but bleurgh…who nursed her back to health?
The sky outside my office window was blue touched with wispy white clouds. In the distance, air vehicles of all shapes and sizes spun and dipped in an effort to beat the clock and maximize their drivers’ schedules.
I sighed, feeling all twitchy and at odds with myself.
My relationship with Dialle was a large, smoldering turd at the moment. I wasn’t sure if he’d ever forgive me for marking him.
My sister had lost her tiny little mind. Breaking up with Torre had apparently unhinged her. She appeared to be trying to become mini-me…unbelievable. She used to hate all things me. And now she was demanding that I hire her to help me exterminate evil bugs.
Yes, I was shorthanded. And yeah, I could use the help. But I’d rather eat chocolate-covered bidgie bugs than hire Darma to help me on the job. Unfortunately for me, she’d been dogging me relentlessly about it.
So I’d been looking for something innocuous and safe to send her on.
There wasn’t a lot of that in my line of work.
And then there was the Slayer thing. That worried me too. It was obvious to me that Darma found him attractive. And Slayer was perfectly capable of taking advantage of that. He was even worse for Darma than Dialle’s brother had been because he was all strong, capable male. He’d stomp all over my love-challenged sister.
And I couldn’t do a damn thing about it, other than watch it go down. If I said anything negative about Slayer, anything at all, Darma would latch onto him quicker than a fish demon could snorf up a light fairy. I sighed, leaning my head back and trying to blank out my mind.
My thoughts were giving me a headache.
And then there was Slayer himself. I had to admit he fired my furnace more than he should. I kept asking myself the hard question. If I was committed to Dialle, should I be having sizzling thoughts about another man?
My Settling was at fault. I knew that. I couldn’t control the urges that swamped me as long as I was under its control. That was just a fact. It was nothing new. Every Tweener went through the process. And it was an ugly thing.
More importantly, Dialle understood it too and mostly didn’t care about my abbreviated forays into sexual diversion, as long as I came back to him for the final curtain. But Slayer was a sore spot with him. And I knew he wouldn’t be able to overlook a mistake in that particular direction.
The biggest problem was me. Somehow, I felt as if I should be able to rise above the Settling. I didn’t like ceding control of my mind and body to some amorphous, out-of-control entity. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t seem to have much choice.
Sighing, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. I wished Emo was back. I really missed him. I wondered how he was doing on his rehab.
The last I’d heard he was making progress. Maybe he could return to work soon.
The all-too-close sound of an air horn made me jump and open my
My pussy clenched and throbbed around his jumping cock. My breasts felt heavy and swollen, the nipples painful with desire. Dialle wrapped his fingers in my hair and yanked my face away from his neck, covering my lips with a starving kiss.
There was more than lust in his heated kiss and less than love.
It felt almost like an apology.
I am trying, Astra. It is all I can do.
I sighed against his lips as our bodies softened into the aftermath of an incredible experience. It wasn’t enough. But it would have to do for the moment. And as my fingers slid across the warm, silken skin of his well-rounded buttocks, I knew I’d do whatever I could to make it right between us again.
Chapter Three
Witchy Woman
Our poor miss has much to churn, not the least of which is death,
The booger made her body burn…but bleurgh…who nursed her back to health?
The sky outside my office window was blue touched with wispy white clouds. In the distance, air vehicles of all shapes and sizes spun and dipped in an effort to beat the clock and maximize their drivers’ schedules.
I sighed, feeling all twitchy and at odds with myself.
My relationship with Dialle was a large, smoldering turd at the moment. I wasn’t sure if he’d ever forgive me for marking him.
My sister had lost her tiny little mind. Breaking up with Torre had apparently unhinged her. She appeared to be trying to become mini-me…unbelievable. She used to hate all things me. And now she was demanding that I hire her to help me exterminate evil bugs.
Yes, I was shorthanded. And yeah, I could use the help. But I’d rather eat chocolate-covered bidgie bugs than hire Darma to help me on the job. Unfortunately for me, she’d been dogging me relentlessly about it.
So I’d been looking for something innocuous and safe to send her on.
There wasn’t a lot of that in my line of work.
And then there was the Slayer thing. That worried me too. It was obvious to me that Darma found him attractive. And Slayer was perfectly capable of taking advantage of that. He was even worse for Darma than Dialle’s brother had been because he was all strong, capable male. He’d stomp all over my love-challenged sister.
And I couldn’t do a damn thing about it, other than watch it go down. If I said anything negative about Slayer, anything at all, Darma would latch onto him quicker than a fish demon could snorf up a light fairy. I sighed, leaning my head back and trying to blank out my mind.
My thoughts were giving me a headache.
And then there was Slayer himself. I had to admit he fired my furnace more than he should. I kept asking myself the hard question. If I was committed to Dialle, should I be having sizzling thoughts about another man?
My Settling was at fault. I knew that. I couldn’t control the urges that swamped me as long as I was under its control. That was just a fact. It was nothing new. Every Tweener went through the process. And it was an ugly thing.
More importantly, Dialle understood it too and mostly didn’t care about my abbreviated forays into sexual diversion, as long as I came back to him for the final curtain. But Slayer was a sore spot with him. And I knew he wouldn’t be able to overlook a mistake in that particular direction.
The biggest problem was me. Somehow, I felt as if I should be able to rise above the Settling. I didn’t like ceding control of my mind and body to some amorphous, out-of-control entity. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t seem to have much choice.
Sighing, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. I wished Emo was back. I really missed him. I wondered how he was doing on his rehab.
The last I’d heard he was making progress. Maybe he could return to work soon.
The all-too-close sound of an air horn made me jump and open my
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