Page 23 of A Summoned Husband


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Eden tried again to take a step away, but I found myself unable to grant her the space she so clearly wanted. My hand wrapped around her back, holding her, though I surrendered my hold on her face.

The illusion of space was all I could offer. A mere whisper of air between us as we stood tantalizingly close, but still too far away.

Fuck, I was royally screwed. I had barely been married to the woman a day and already I could feel possessiveness coursing through my veins.

The other women piled into the hall and I found myself — yet again — rolling my eyes. Being married to this woman was already proving to be exhausting.

“What’s going on?” the one with her hair in vines asked.

Eden pointed a finger between us as her eyes dropped to the ground. “He says we’re… married.”

A collective gasp sounded. Humans were always so dramatic.

The one with the tightly coiled hair and the trinket still in hand whirled at the one with wild curls barely tamed. “I told you! I told you not to mess around with all this stuff and you kept going on about fun and we owed you something. Look at what you did! There is a demon here! In Eden’s house! And he is saying they’re married! Love spell my fucking ass, Olivia!”

I made a mental note of which woman was called what.

“It was a love spell, Imani,” Olivia muttered as her hands clasped together before her. “Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name…”

“What the fuck are you doing?” the one with vined hair hissed.

“Do you have a better idea, Alicia?” Olivia barked.

The group was quickly devolving back into chaos.

Imani held her trinket out to me once more, eyes narrowed as though she were trying to work something out in her mind. “He doesn’t seem bothered by this at all. Are you sure your prayers will do any good?”

“Isn’t the cross for vampires?” the one with the pan asked.

Imani shrugged. “Is there a difference, Sarika?”

I chortled. “Actually… not many.”

They all turned to look at me. The surprise on their faces was almost comical as they all abandoned their separate causes and gaped at me.

“What?” Eden finally spoke. “Vampires are real?”

Imani didn’t wait for her answer and lunged again. Annoyance surged through me and I let some of my power waft off me. Her eyes clouded, pupils dilated as she paused. Her thighs clenched together and the back of her hand pressed against her lips as she gasped. “What the fuck?”

“What? What’s happening?” Sarika asked.

“He’s…” She shook her head, blinking it away. I let her, for no other reason than making her orgasm would likely only make her more unreasonable. “Stop it!”

“What?” Sarika asked again.

Her eyes turned cold. “He’s making me feel things…”

“But doesn’t it feel so much better than your irrationality, woman?” I quirked a brow.

“Be gone, vile demon!” she yelled.

Back at this again. How tiresome.

“Are we off vampires then?” Eden asked. “Does no one care he hinted they’re real?”

If I continued to roll my eyes at these women the way I had been, they were going to tire. “Mortal beings are such silly things. To think you are all there is in existence is comical. Do you honestly believe someone crafted you… with your endless faults… and thought they couldn’t do better. That they would stop at you alone? What a waste of creation that would be.”

Olivia’s brows furrowed. “Wow… way to shit talk your wife.”

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