Page 70 of Evil Hearts

Chapter 7

I park just down the street from the coffee shop. Hurrying from the car and down the sidewalk to meet Cat in front of the coffee shop. She steps out the door with two cups in her hand, just as I walk up.

She’s wearing a black pantsuit that hugs every inch of her curves. Her breasts pull her shirt tight across them, displaying a cleavage I’m envious of. Her hair’s pulled back in a ponytail.

“Hi,” I awkwardly whisper.

“Hello gorgeous. Here, this is for you.” She hands me a cup and I take it. Leaning forward, she kisses my cheek gently. “That was for me.”

She winks at me, and I know there is a blush creeping up my neck. She grabs my empty hand, and she leads the way to our destination. I have no idea what her plan is tonight. I’m just following her lead.

“So you said your day was amazing, so what happened for it to be so perfect?”

“Besides a date with you.” I clamp my lips shut. I totally didn’t mean to say that., but Cat laughs at my sudden outburst.

“Yeah. Besides that.”

“Well, I had to take the Witch’s License test today and right before I left the house, I got the call that I passed!”

“That’s amazing. Congratulations. We will have to celebrate then.”

“I’ve unfortunately tried several times before and failed, so that I passed this time is so huge. Add in the fact that I’m here with you on that same night. Well, I’m happy.”

Just outside of a restaurant, Cat stops me and backs me into the brick wall beside the large glass window. My heart beats rapidly and goosebumps rise along my spine. Cat presses into my chest with hers, and I can’t help the tiny pants of breath that escape and rise in the cold air between us.

“If you say it again, then I just might have to make this the best date you’ve ever had.”

Her lips cover mine as she kisses me sweetly. Her tongue slips out to slide across my lips, seeking entrance. I open willingly. Taking a moment to savor the taste of her coffee on my tongue before kissing her back. She cups my cheek in one hand and deepens the kiss. I don’t stop her. The need to be intimate with someone, with her, is too strong.

I clench my thighs and grip her hip with my empty hand. She tastes like vanilla and caramel mixed with her own wild scent. My body reacts so openly to her advances I can’t help the desire pinging between us. Cat pulls back and leans her forehead against mine.

“I’m sorry. I’ve just been wanting to do that since you walked through my door yesterday.”

I pull her tighter against me with my hand that’s on her hip. She looks at me, her eyes twinkling with a mischief within them.

“I’m definitely not sorry you did it. In fact, I’d like that to happen again.”

Cat chuckles and drops a kiss to my lips before pulling back, separating our bodies. The cold wind cooling my body off like I’ve just been splashed with cold water.

“Then let’s get some food in you. It’s a celebration we need to have.”

She pulls me through the door and a hostess seats us at an intimate booth toward the back of the place. I slide into the seat and Cat slips in next to me. Our thighs pressing together beneath the table.

We both look at the menu before us and decide what we want. When the server returns, we place our order. All that’s left to do is wait. Cat turns to me, boxing me in the corner. She leans in, her lips touching the edge of my ear.

“You look delicious in that dress. I don’t think I’ve mentioned that yet.”

Her tongue licks along the edge of my ear before she pulls back with a knowing smirk. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me. My thighs clench as my clit pulses, needing some type of friction.

“You did not. Thank you.” I duck my head down as my cheeks heat.

“So let’s see here. I know your aunt was amazing. You just moved to town and now live in her house. You got your license today. You taste like cinnamon and cream. I can’t keep my hands off of you. What else am I missing?”

“I think that covers it. Oh, and maybe that I’m trying to get rid of a damn ghost at my house that keeps bothering me. I’m honestly not that exciting of a person.”

“I beg to differ. A ghost, huh? Must be something special if it annoys you that badly.”

“It’s just being a pain to get rid of, though when I went back this afternoon, it was nowhere to be seen. Hopefully, it just disappeared. I won’t hold my breath, though.”

“Okay, I’m going to need to meet the ghost that has you so annoyed with it. Maybe we can scare it off together. If not, well, at least I have an excuse to take you home tonight.”

Just then the food arrives, and I dip my head to hide the new blush coloring my cheeks. Fuck this food. I want to go home now, please. I keep the inner dialogue to myself and instead turn to dig into the delicious plates of food in front of me. I’m going to enjoy this date and then when we end up back at the house, maybe enjoy the night too.

I open the door, gesturing Cat inside behind me. Our date so far has been amazing. We ate, then took a walk around town with her showing me all the local haunts. Another coffee and then dessert at a bakery, and here we are. Back at my place.

“Welcome to my haunted abode.” I joke.

She looks around and I close the door and pass her to enter further into the living room. I’m awkward and unsure of what to do or where to go.

“So this is it. Such a beautiful place. Perfect for the little witch that lives here.”

Cat takes two steps and is in front of me. Both hands on my hips as she pulls me in. My hands rest on her arms, the embrace comforting in a way that hasn’t been available to me in so long.

She leans in and covers my mouth with hers. I open without a second thought to her and she slides her tongue between the parted lips. Our tongues caress each other and soon we are both panting with the desire to do more. We want more.

Just as I wrap my arms around her neck and deepen my hold on her, her body shakes. I pull back and a blue glow is entering her lips. I barely catch the face of the ghost before it disappears inside of her body.

“What the fuck?”

I take a step back, but strong fingers hold me in place. Cat’s fingers are now controlled by the ghost and I can’t move. She backs me into the living room wall and pins me in place. I struggle to get away from her, but it isn’t really her doing this. It’s the ghost.

“What do you want? You can’t just come in here and take over someone’s body without permission.” I scold the ghost with my strongest mother’s voice imitation I can muster.

A deep chuckle comes from Cat’s throat and blue glowing eyes peer at me from within her body.

“Too bad, princess. I need you to see. I need you to understand.”

“Understand what? That you are a body snatching ghost that likes to finger fuck me while I’m trying to sleep?”

“That you are mine.”

“Yours? I’m not fucking yours. I don’t even know who the fuck you are.”

“Oh, you will see. Now listen up, princess and I will tell you a little story.”

Her body stays pressed against mine, trapping me in place as she starts story time like she didn’t just body snatch my date.

“Once upon a time, there was a witch and a siren. They were madly in love. Two souls bound like no other has ever been. They were forbidden to be together. One from the sea and the other from a land full of magical indifference.”

She pauses and I almost want to roll my eyes at this made-up story. I can’t escape her grasp and so I wait and bide my time before I can move away.

“Despite the challenges, they fell in love, anyway. They made it work. A stolen moment here or there. Then the families caught them. They destroyed them together. Burned them both together on the same pyre. The last words uttered were a spell that attaches them through eternity.”

“Cute story. What does this have to do with me?”

“You are my witch. My other half of my soul. I’ve been waiting for you to come home to me. Here you are. Finally here, and finally mine.”

“You’re joking, right? How is it even possible? Why aren’t you alive and a siren, then?”

“Each lifetime we have come back in new bodies. Every time we are separated and find each other again. Always. Sometimes we find each other after our death and before the next life. This time, I met a tragic accident at the hands of a drunk person. I waited for you. I found you. Now, you are mine, princess. And I don’t like to share what is mine.”

“You’re dead. How can we have anything like a relationship?”

“Ah, I’m currently negotiating with this woman, Charlotte, to use her body as needed. I can also touch you in my ghost form as you found out this morning. You are mine and while I may be willing to share you with this little shifter here, I won’t share you with anyone else. I’m only sharing you with this one so I can borrow her body occasionally. I want to be able to taste you again. I want to have you writhing beneath me.”

“Wow, but what about me? Do I get a say in this?”

“Only if that answer is yes, princess.”

“What will it be, my little princess witch? Will you take me and this Charlotte woman together, or will I kill her where she stands and still take you?”

I’m not sure what to say. I’ve been given an ultimatum, and it’s an impossible one. I adore Cat and we have had an amazing time together. I won’t say that I’m against the ghost either, now that I know what is happening. Could I have both of them? Can I get everything I want and more? Fuck, this is so weird.

“I need to talk to Cat first before I answer that.”

The ghost says nothing, but the glow in her eyes disappears and I know it’s her again. Cat is back, and she is staring at me with what looks like desire. She leans forward and kisses up the side of my neck, pinning me to the wall, and taking what she wants. My brain is mush and I’m struggling to remember that I needed to talk to her.

“Cat?”

“Hmm?” she mumbles against my neck as she continues kissing.

“Do you know what just happened? That the ghost just stole your body?”

“Yes. I came to a compromise of sorts. I have zero problems with your ghost lover borrowing my body to please you. As long as I get my time with you as well. Do you agree to the terms, little witch? Will you let us both take turns in sending your body into orgasm after orgasm?”

Fuuuccckkk. How do I say no to a proposition like that? Fuck it. I can’t.

“Yes.” A breathy sigh escapes me and she bites my neck roughly. “I don’t know how this is going to work, but if you’re okay with the terms you two have made, then how can I say no?”

“Take us to the bed, little witch.”

Happy for now…

Catch these two in Haunting Affections coming soon.