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up to the fact that the
cuffs weren’t decorative. Looking closely, I saw the intricately woven spell
that only witches and sorcerers could see. I’d never seen them done in leather,
and I was impressed with the complexity of the spell—a spell created to help
control her sexual urges, something she was probably forced to deal with on a
regular basis. Offering to buy her a new pair if Trevor destroyed them probably
sounded insensitive to her. I’d already made one tactless suggestion, so she
might have even figured I was hoping to get them off just to get lucky. Still,
I was pissed at her for lumping me in with the men who had to pay for sex.
    A voice in the back of my head told me to calm down because
Allie had no way of knowing the kind of man I was. Yet, I still stood, ready to
put my foot in my mouth. Stepping in front of her, I made it impossible for her
to get up without bumping into me. It also meant she had to look up at me—or so
I thought. Instead, she kept her eyes on the front of my shirt.
    Trevor stood, too, placing a hand on my arm.
    “You don’t know me,” I said though gritted teeth. That
earned me a snort from the annoying little sex demon. “That’s why I’m going to
forgive you for thinking I might need to pay for pussy. Witches and demons
throw pussy at me everywhere I fucking go. You might think your pussy is something
special, but I wouldn’t pay for it.”
    Allie laughed, and if that didn’t deflate my ego even more,
I wasn’t sure what could.
    “Sorry,” she said, putting a hand up. “I just had this
insane moment of wondering how many times you were going to throw pussy into
that rant.”
    I felt the anger bleed out of me, and I grinned at her. I
liked being back to joking around with her, even if I was the butt of the joke.
“I bet I can use pussy in every sentence for the rest of the night.”
    This time, she did look up at me with an adorable grin.
“Every sentence?” she asked doubtfully. “That might be more pussy than you can
handle.”
    I returned her grin. “Are you saying I can’t handle hours of
pussy?”
    She shrugged one shoulder. “That is a lot of pussy for one
man, even the infamous Dylan Hunt.”
    It was scary how much I liked hearing my name roll off her
tongue.
    “On my honor as a pussy-lovin’ warlock, I can do it,” I
vowed, feeling kind of stupid and juvenile, but having more fun than I had in
months.
    She laughed. “What shall we bet? I’m not quite as rich as
you are.” This time, she stood, pressing her breasts against me in a way that
let me know she was feeling the attraction just as much as I was. Either that
or she was trying to torture me. I’d know which soon enough.
    “I win, I get to spend the rest of the night enjoying your
pussy—any way I want, without these on,” I said, reaching out to touch her
leather wrist cuffs. These cuffs were not only meant to suppress her sexual
desire, but also that of those around her. Since my sex drive was already on
overdrive, I was dying to know what it would be like without them dampening it.
Pressed up this close to my body, Allie had to notice my dick threatening to
bust the zipper on my jeans. If she turned me down, I’d survive, but I might need
a very cold shower.

Chapter Four
Allie
    Holy mother of a three-horned demon!
    When you’re a succubus, it takes a lot to shock you. Hell,
I’ve been sexually active since eighteen, and not just with a few partners.
Plus, I’ve seen stuff at SpellBinders that would make a seasoned porn star
blush. Yet, Dylan’s suggestion still surprised me. I was also very turned on by
his offer.
    While I’d been flirting with Dylan, I’d half-expected him to
turn me away like he had the witch I’d spied on his lap when I’d first walked
into Trevor’s house. It had taken me a few minutes to get my courage up to walk
over to Dylan, crazy as that was. I don’t usually have confidence issues, but
Dylan brings me back to high school, before my succubus powers came