Don't Hex and Drive (Stay a Spell Book 2) by Juliette Cross

Author:Juliette Cross [Cross, Juliette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

~DEVRAJ~

What the fuck was that?

I filled the pavs with the dabeli stuffing while trying to pick up the pieces of my flayed emotions.

I loved sex. I’d had numerous partners over the centuries. Numerous. So why had sex with Isadora undone me so completely? Why had this coupling with her shredded all my previous sexual experiences into what amounted to a waste of time?

I felt adrift. Unmoored. Lost to any other purpose but the one that mattered. Her.

A stirring of what I could only describe as panic—though I’d little experience with the emotion—filled my body. Why? Because she’d said this was a one-time hook-up, and my entire being was one-hundred percent against that ridiculous, asinine notion.

This needed to be repeated. Often. Every day.

I heated the dabelis on my griddle, placed them onto two plates, and then brought them into the living room.

Isadora was curled up with the blanket over her, her delicate collarbone visible through the gap. I wanted to grin like a fiend. I’d been trying so hard to get this woman to open up to me, and she finally had. But what she’d been hiding was the tigress in the sheets. In the throes of sex, Isadora was a powerful goddess. And I’d gotten to witness that. To experience it firsthand. I felt privileged in some way, having gotten a glimpse of her completely uninhibited.

“Here you go.” I set hers in front of her where she sat sideways by the fire then took a seat on the chaise lounge behind her. “I hope you like it.”

She picked up one dabeli and took a bite, the blanket sliding down to her waist.

I couldn’t even swallow with so much of her exposed, but I managed to somehow paste on a pleasant smile while watching her.

She closed her eyes with pleasure and smiled while chewing. “Delicious,” she finally said and took another bite, some of the stuffing dribbling to the plate.

Her eyes flicked up to mine while she ate then roamed my body before she focused on her plate. Again, I tried not to smile too triumphantly. She wasn’t as unaffected as she always pretended to be. Or maybe it was knowing what our bodies could do together that made that blush crawl up her neck. Either way, it wasn’t even eight o’clock, and I planned to keep her until my time was up. If she’d let me.

Before she was finished, I ate the rest of mine and returned to the kitchen to grab two bottles of water. I took a seat on the chaise again and handed her one.

“Thank you.”

Back to shy Isadora, were we? Her eyes cast anywhere but on me. She took a long drink of water then set her empty plate on the coffee table. She stood with her blanket protectively around her shoulders and stepped over to the Celtic tree painting. I didn’t move. Just sat there and watched her take in the few treasures I kept close wherever I went.

She stared at my sculpture of Shiva in the corner before walking on to the Crusader’s shield encased in glass on the wall.

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