Page 2 of Forbidden Mischief

ZAYNE

The ride to the bonfire is awkwardly quiet with my new step-brother. I always thought wolves were loud, obnoxious, and growly, but he’s quiet, shy, and standoffish. Constantly checking his surroundings, his head swivels like he’s waiting for someone to jump out and scare him.

We pull into the field where we’re parking tonight, and I throw my car in park.

“We walk from here. It’s not far, though.

” I look at him, taking in his dark shaggy hair and the five o’clock shadow to match.

He looks like he’d be rugged and kinda assholey, but so far I’ve only seen the total opposite.

He gets out of the car after me, and I lead the way deeper into the woods.

The closer we get to the clearing where we have our bonfires, the louder the music and my classmates’ voices get.

Sugar River is full of supernaturals and humans who know we exist; we get along well enough.

The few wolves we have are lone wolves, with no pack, which is odd in itself given what I know about them typically being in packs.

But at least he won’t be the only one of his kind here, maybe he can make friends with them easier than he is me.

“Hey, Zayne, you’re late!” Duke calls, and I give him the finger as I head toward him. “Here, man.” He hands me a cup of beer from the keg, and I take it before holding it out to Asher.

“You want one?”

“No, thank you,” Asher says softly, eyes wide as he takes in all the kids here dancing and drinking.

“It’s a bit warm, but I can fix that no problem.” I call my magic forward and feel my hand tingle as I frost the cup. The benefits of being a warlock.

“You keep it. I don’t feel like drinking tonight,” Asher murmurs.

“Whatever floats your boat, dude. It’s here and free if you want one.

Our parents all know we drink when we hang out and party.

As long as we’re safe about it, they don’t mind.

It also doesn’t hurt that we don’t get drunk as easily as humans, huh?

Jenn over there will be two sheets to the wind and humping a tree after three beers. ” I laugh.

“Fuck you, Zayne, I will not!” She curses and flips me the bird as I laugh.

Cup of beer in hand, I head toward my group of teammates from football. “Zayne! Dude, you’re here. I thought you wouldn’t come since your new mom is moving in tonight,” Warren snarks as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.

“Stepmom. She did move in, and she’s cool. This is her son, Asher. He’ll be going to school with us, same grade and everything,” I introduce Asher to the group. “Asher, these are my boys. Duke, Warren, Levi, Mario, and Roshun. They’re dickheads, but they’re my group of dickheads.”

“Hey.” That’s all Asher says, not anything else. The guys fist bump, clap him on the back, or shake his hand, but he just smiles softly while not saying anything.

As the night goes on, Asher doesn’t lighten up or try to buddy up with anyone.

Lena and Molly both hang on him as they bat their lashes and put their tits in his face.

They’ve even tried to drag him out to dance.

But he still just smiles and gives them the brush-off in the nicest way possible.

Dude is way too shy, but I plan to help him with that.

“Hey, fuckhead! I’ve been looking for you. You were supposed to text me when you were on your way here.” A body jumps on my back, wrapping their legs around me.

“Shit, Harley. I’m sorry. Dad asked me to bring the step-brother with me tonight, and I forgot. You know you still love me, babe.” I turn my head as I look at my best friend with my bottom lip sticking out, so she knows how sorry I am.

“Fine. But only cause you’re cute, and I love you.

Now where is this stepbrother? Is he hot?

” Harley asks, and I roll my eyes. “Well, he was right here, but I’m not sure where he ran off to.

He’s around here somewhere. Let me see if I can find him.

” I see Asher sitting on a log by the fire, so I hold on to Harley’s ankles and walk to where Asher is sitting and watching the fire.

Harley frees herself from the piggyback ride when we get to Asher, sits on the log next to him, and wraps an arm around him.

“Hey, cutie. Name’s Harley. I’ve been your brother’s bestie since like second grade. ”

“Hi, Harley.” He smiles at her.

“You like it here so far?” Harley asks.

“Yeah,” he replies.

“Is Zayne here treating you okay or do I need to kick his warlock ass?”

“He’s fine,” he says softly.

“You don’t talk much, huh?” She raises a brow at him, grabs my beer, and chugs it.

“Don’t have much to say just yet,” he tells her.

“I love him!” Harley gushes, and I roll my eyes. She would love him. Harley is known for liking and collecting outcasts, and unfortunately, I think Asher is going to fall into that category unless this is all just new-kid-to-town issues.

“I-I,” Asher stutters, looking at Harley with wide eyes.

“Oh, baby, not like that. I’m not into what’s between your legs. Although Zayne here tells me you’re a wolf, so I could be tempted by a knot, but I much prefer ladies.”

“Subtle, Harley.” I roll my eyes. “I’m gonna go get a refill. Anyone want anything?”

“I’m good, thanks,” Asher murmurs.

“No, but I think I’m gonna go see if I can find a certain someone.” Harley gets up from her seat next to Asher and heads off to the other side of the fire by Lena. The latter has been pouting and staring over here ever since Asher ignored her when she was hanging all over him.

I just shake my head and make my way to the keg to get another beer. I pump the tap to fill my cup, ice already forming on the bottom, thanks to my magic. Lena steps in front of me, looking up at me through her thick lashes with a puppy dog look in her eyes.

“Your brother wouldn’t play with me,” she pouts.

“He’s new to town, Lena. Getting the feel for things. You gotta walk before you run, babe.” I take a sip of my beer and hiss at how cold it is now.

“Still, he’s sexy as hell. I wanted to play,” she whines.

“Come on, Lena, I’ll let you suck my dick. You get pouty when you're hungry, and you're not cute when you pout.”

“Yay!” She jumps up and down, doing little claps. Grabbing my hand, she pulls me into the woods behind some trees. Lena wastes no time pushing my pants down, freeing my cock, and dropping to her knees.

I lean my head back against the tree we’re behind as she takes me to the back of her throat.

I’d prefer if she gagged a bit on my length because that shit turns me on, but being a succubus, she has no gag reflex and she’s not good at faking it.

In no time, I’m cumming down her throat, and she swallows every drop I give her.

“Thank you, Zayne. Sorry I was pissy. The downfall of being a lust demon.”

“No problem, Lena.” I tuck my cock back in my jeans and button them back up.

Sex isn’t a big thing around here unless your species has mates.

Then it’s a big deal only when you’re intimate with your mate.

But supernaturals aren’t as close-minded and shy with their bodies as humans are.

So why not help out Lena? She’s a friend who feeds on lust, and sex is an easy task.

Once I’m back in the clearing, my eyes lock on Asher who is in deep conversation and smiling with Prudence.

Of course, when he finds someone to be friendly with, it has to be the weirdest girl in school.

Prudence is in my coven, and she’s nice enough, but she’s very strange.

Maybe she’s Asher’s type, and that’s why none of the typical hotties or popular girls caught his eye; he’s into nerdy, weird girls. Prunes is that in spades. Dresses oddly, says whatever she wants without apology, and is just an all around strange girl.

“Brother found a friend, huh?” Harley’s voice startles me from staring at Asher and his new friend.

“Looks like it. He’s got some weird-ass taste in women. Molly, Lena—maybe even Jenn—tried to dance and flirt with him, but he gave them all the cold shoulder. And now he’s in a full-blown conversation with Prunes, of all people.”

Harley gives me the stink eye. “Don’t call her that.”

“Sorry, I know you don’t like when I call people names. Even if it’s not that bad of one.” I shake my head at her.

“Still rude, Zayne.” She glares at me.

I’m Good by David Guetta and Bebe Rexha pounds through the speaker and Prudence jolts up off the log, grabs Asher’s hand, and pulls him to the sea of dancing bodies.

She throws her hands up in the air, moving them in a circle as her hips move like she’s hula-hooping.

Then she squats down and alternates kicking her legs out one after the other with her arms crossed before popping back up and vogueing.

Asher is laughing his ass off but joins her, just vogueing along with her and doing some moves that I think might be his version of the sprinkler. People step away from them and just stand, staring at them. Neither of them seems to notice, or if they do, they don’t care.

What in the ever-loving fuck is happening right now? School is going to be very interesting tomorrow. Seems my new stepbrother is full of surprises.