Of Magic and Rum (Beyond a Contemporary Mythos) by Carly Spade

Author:Carly Spade [Spade, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-07T00:00:00+00:00

Who would’ve guessed the only woman ever to steal my heart would make me equally angry and entirely captivated by her? It’s someone’s idea of a cruel joke or the most profound gift. Whatever the case, I’m eternally grateful this someone or something saw fit to introduce us. And that she fancies me to boot. I’ve plundered goods, gold, and gems, but nothing is more valuable than the sea nymph sleeping contentedly in my arms.

Truffles remains splayed on his pillow, all four limbs stretched like a star, his tail lazily swaying in his slumber. I don’t dare move, let alone breathe, from fear of disturbing her, but when she stirs awake, moaning and rubbing her head against my chest, I pull her to me tighter.

“Morning,” I mumble into her hair, my voice gravelly as it usually is first thing when I wake up.

Anne’s fingertips trail my bare chest, tantalizing the bit of hair at my sternum. “Mm, what happened last night?”

An iceberg can’t compare to how frozen I’ve become. I rhythmically tap my forefinger on her shoulder, treading lightly on my following words. “You—don’t remember?”

She yawns and turns until she’s almost entirely on top of me, resting her elbow on my chest. “I remember the Charybdis and us fighting it underwater. But after it hit me, things started to get fuzzy.”

I’m still a rock-solid statue save for my eyes blinking and fingers relentlessly tapping. “You’ve got to be shitting me.”

The corners of her lips twitch before she breaks into a fit of laughter, making the hammock sway and nearly toppling us out of it. “I am. I am shitting with you.”

Blowing out a breath and holding the hammock taut to keep it from making a full spin, I drag a hand down my face. “I knew that.”

“Yeah? You looked a little worried—possibly mortified.” Smiling brightly, Anne tugs my beard.

Snaking my hand down her smooth back until I reach her ass, I grab it. “You’re right. You should probably recount last night in grand detail to reassure me.”

“Or—” Anne starts, trailing her hand up my thigh until she reaches my cock, fisting it. “We can repeat it this morning, step by step.” She enunciates the last “p,” and I move my lips to hers, my length twitching in her grasp, eager to feel her again.

Meow.

My eyes fly open, and I peel away with my lips still parted.

“My cat has other plans,” I say through gritted, grinding teeth, flashing Truffles a seething glare.

Truffles blinks once and flicks his tail, moseying to the door where he plops onto his butt and waits, facing it.

“Does he usually relieve himself inside of your cabin?” Anne asks, biting back a smile.

Groaning, I shift a leg from the hammock and slowly crawl out, holding it for Anne. “Christ, no. My cabin already smells questionable without adding cat piss to it.”

Anne climbs down, those fiery tresses hanging over her porcelain back like a waterfall ablaze. “Well, you can’t deprive him of shitting simply because you want your piece wet again.

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