Witching Moon (Twisted Dark, #1)

Chapter Eight: Ease of Magick

I dunked my head underneath the spray, massaging the water into my scalp and doing my best to use the water to help take the tangles out of my hair. When the tangles remained stubborn I reached out with my hand and a hair brush landed in my palm. I flicked my wrist and the brush moved on its own, working out the tangles from the bottom of my hair upwards. I ignored it as I grabbed my body wash and lathered up my wash cloth. I rubbed the sweet smelling soap into my skin and massaged at the achy spots I had in my limbs.

Once the brush was able to move through my hair freely I held out my hand, the brush settled into my palm and I tucked it onto the shelf I had made sure to have in the shower. I grabbed some shampoo and lathered the red strands, washing them thoroughly. I gave a small groan as I massaged my scalp. No matter what I did, nothing compared to having one's head massaged. I shivered as I rinsed out the shampoo, my hair hair squeaky clean.

I conditioned my hair, twisting it up into a bun on my head after as I went through the rest of my routine. Thoughts flickered in and out of my head, nothing pressing was truly bothering me. I felt blissfully relaxed and I knew it had everything to do with the sex I had last night. I had sadly forgotten how relaxed it always made me feel afterwards. It left me languid, feeling like soft silk was flowing through my veins.

I knew that I would be entirely upset if Ren told me he wasn't going to slip in my bed any time soon. I knew I might have to hurt him a little to convince him otherwise. Not only was he equipped with the perfect sized cock for the job, he took a rather intriguing pleasure in making sure I was completely and totally satisfied with our frantic and definitely passionate sex. Not that he needed too. I enjoyed him fucking me just as much as I enjoyed him eating me out, it was just that he had done it without being asked or threatened. That was what made it so much better for me.

Desire moved through my veins as I slowly thought about it, my core becoming slick and heated and my nipples budding as my breast grew heavy. I thrust my chest under the spray with a small face. There was no need to get worked up because if Ren was going to join me, he would have done it by now. I understood why he didn't, Bo was awake and she was young enough to still require being watched. However I acknowledged that any time I thought about Ren it would probably end up with me getting hot and bothered because he had worked me over something good and my body was keyed up because of it.

I rinsed out my hair quickly, no longer wanting to linger because I was going to take far longer than I should have if I did. As delightful as that would have felt I knew it would only serve to frustrate me because it wouldn't be nearly as good as if Ren tended to me. I didn't need him to fuck me more than once to know that.

Once my hair was completely rinsed out I stepped out of the hot shower, the water shutting off as I did so. I grabbed a towel and quickly dried off, trying my hardest to ignore my over sensitive skin that sent shivers of pleasure through me. It wasn't helping me with not being hot and bothered. I huffed with frustration as I grabbed my robe, slipping it on before toweling my hair mostly dry. I tucked the towel over the curtain rod before leaving the bathroom.

Ren's eyes were immediately on me and I smiled at Bo as she sat on the counter, her little legs dangling as she hummed a strange little tune. I shoved a hand through my hair and headed for my bedroom. I needed to get dressed because we had to head into the city today. Ren looked at my truck last night and we would pick up the parts he needed to make sure the rust bucket continue to limp along.

I pulled open my lingerie drawer and looked over the various sets that I had and tapped my bottom lip in thought. I still remembered how Ren destroyed my lace black panties and I was still a bit miffed at that. It wasn't like the sets were cheap, I mean I stole them, but that didn't negate the fact they had been worth over a hundred dollars. He had ripped them to shreds. It didn't really matter he had done it to get to my goody jar because he could have just pulled them off.

I became aware there were eyes on me and I crossed my arms over my chest as I tilted my head, baring my neck to the intruder to my room. "Look at all these and I can't choose which one to wear because a certain male has already ruined one set." I tsked lightly and he was soon standing behind me before his arms wrapped around me. One arm wrapping around my waist its hand wiggled underneath my arms to cup a breast as his other one reached down to cup my sex rather possessively.

Desire immediately roared through me, searing my nerves and having my head falling back to his shoulder as his mouth and teeth trailed over my shoulder and neck. "Don't want them ruined. Don't wear them." He stroked my sensitive core over my robe and his talented fingers tweaked my nipple and I helplessly rolled my hips with a small moan.

I felt a bit breathless at his movements. "But a girl likes to look pretty." I ground my ass back against his groin, loving the feeling of his shaft as it pulsed against me through his jeans.

He gave a noncommittal grunt before he nipped at my neck, laving the spot with his tongue. "Females and their baubles and silks." He gave a small huff and I looked forward, watching him move behind me in the mirror, his eyes flicked forward, catching mine. I watched his eyes flashed a golden yellow, the animalistic gleam heavy and present in his gaze. "How did the witch like being fucked by a hated werewolf?" There was a flash of amusement to his eyes and I reached up, running my hand through his hair as I scratched at his scalp.

"She loved it." I turned my head, breaking eye contact with him as I looked up at him. "And she would love it again." His chest rumbled as he looked at me. "And again..." I tugged his head down, my lips brushing his. "And again." I gave a throaty chuckle at the distressed sound he made as his grip became more possessive before he captured my lips roughly with his own. His tongue thrust into my mouth as his hand move hard and almost frantically between my legs that had equally frantic moans rolling up into my throat as his other hand slipped into my robe, scratching claws against my bare skin before his hot hand cupped my breast.

"Bapa?" At the quiet voice we both froze and I slowly pulled away from him, pecking the corner of his mouth before I gently removed his hands from around me. I didn't want to have his touch gone but I knew that we would have very limited time while Bo was awake and running around. I gave Ren a small shove, smirking slightly at the bulge in his jeans as he gave a heavy growl before stalking out of the room.

Despite how my core ached and begged to be satisfied and how I shuddered in agreement to that, I turned back to my dresser. I looked at the sets of lingerie before a small smirk tugged up my mouth as I tried to catch my breath. The male had spoken. I closed the drawer slowly as the smirk deepened.

I would wear none at all.