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Chapter Six

Sylvan

“Do I look too excited? I think I’m going to scare him away,” I say.

“Look at it this way. The seer and Cupid foresaw you two together, so no matter what you do, you can’t fuck up the future, can you?” Hank asks.

“Oh… no, I totally could,” I assure him as I stare out the window. At five till six, Axton pulls into the driveway, so I hurry out to meet him. When I get into his new car, I can’t help but smile at him.

“I was terrified I was going to be late since you said I would have to battle my way to the front door if I was,” he teases. “I can’t fight as well in these clothes. Not much moveability.”

“You’re looking pretty handsome, so I might have let you off… especially if you’d done a striptease for me or something.”

Axton quirks an eyebrow. “Well, I’m glad to hear that’s all I had to do.” He grins as he reverses out of the driveway. Hades is in the back, so I have to scratch his neck, which he leans into.

“Did you get everything figured out? Oh… and a new door?”

“I did. The mage set a spell that was supposed to petrify me, and then Danielle was going to swoop in and save me and in turn… I would fall in love with her? But when that didn’t work, the mage laid other traps that she was going to ‘save me from.’ And she decided what better way to make sure I didn’t end up with you than to have Ricky send me your way and make it seem like you were the cause, but I guess she didn’t realize how helpful you were going to be. She had someone who was going to teleport her there right when I needed to be saved. But when you immediately went to work helping me, it messed everything up. Some of the details are a little sketchy.”

“What about the dead body?” I ask.

“The mage stole it from the morgue. It was used to get you there and was supposed to have a trap on it to control you when you touched it.”

“Oh, I don’t need to touch bodies to bring them back to life.”

“She clearly didn’t know that. Sorry we didn’t meet on better terms.”

“It’s okay! I was actually pretty down yesterday since nothing ever seems to go right, so I was just happy to get out and do something. Even something like that.”

He returns my smile. “You were a big help. And your magic is very impressive.”

I look at him in surprise. Most people are creeped out by it, and he’s over here feeling impressed?

Axton continues, “I’m sure you know that my family belongs to a group of mercenary heroes, right? What I’m saying is that if you ever got bored and wanted to join me, I think you’d do a lot of good. It’s impressive how quickly you get everything done.”

I watch him for a moment as I try to process what he’s just said.

He glances at me. “Did I overstep?”

“No, of course not. Just… people don’t want necromancers for hero work,” I explain. “I mean, they expect that a beautiful witch, like yourself, will save them. Not some undead. Imagine how horrified they’d be!” I try to laugh it off, like this doesn’t bother me.

“They might think they wouldn’t, but let me tell you something. When these people are being saved or protected… they’re just happy that at the end of the day they get to go home to those they love. Just think about it.”

“I would like that,” I admit. “I’d like to help people.”

Axton gives me such a warm smile that I feel ridiculously happy, like I’m caught up in some type of fairy tale.

“Just… maybe make sure the first person they see isn’t Paul.”

That makes me laugh. “I very much agree.”

He pulls into the parking lot of a nice hibachi grill and finds a parking spot even though the place is packed.

“I’ve always wanted to go here,” I enthuse.

“Well, I’m glad I get to take you, then,” Axton says as he leads me inside. He even has a reservation set up for us to eat on the patio.

Last night, I’d felt fear that when he picked me up today, he would realize that necromancers were something to fear and would treat me differently. But the whole dinner, he asks me about myself, and I can tell he really cares. Every time I try to swing the conversation over to him, he’s insistent that hearing about me is far more interesting. And while I know the seer and Cupid had already told me that this man was fated to be with me, nothing solidifies it more than having him in front of me making me laugh and smile and enjoy every moment of it.

I had such a wonderful time that I find I don’t want to let Axton go as he pulls into the driveway. I would normally never fathom asking a man inside on the first date, but knowing that Axton is my fated soulmate makes all the guesswork and anxiety fly out the window. So as he puts the car in park, I look over at him.

“Would… you want to come inside? We could watch a movie… or something,” I offer.

He smiles and shuts the car off. “I’d love to.”

While Hades wanders off to scout out the yard, I lead Axton inside where I wasn’t expecting a gathering at the front door.

“Uh…” I mutter as I look at the undead eagerly inspecting us.

It’s like they all start talking at once with:

“How did it go?”

“Did you have fun?”

“Did you play hard to get like I told you to?”

The barrage of questions leaves me uncertain for a moment until Axton goes, “We had a phenomenal time. The food was delicious, and I had top-notch company.”

“Sylvan, I bought you condoms and lube since the only ones you had were hella old,” Hank says as he holds them up to make sure everyone sees.

“Oh my god. Go!” I yell and everyone disappears until I summon them at a later time. All that’s left are the condoms and lube that Hank dropped. I swear he cackled as I unsummoned him.

“I like them,” Axton says, breaking the silence.

“I’m so embarrassed,” I whisper.

“They seem fun.”

“Nooo, they’re not. They torture me for fun. It’s fun for them. Not as much for me,” I mutter.

I decide that I won’t face him ever again out of pure embarrassment until he wraps his arms around me and turns me back toward him.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed. I got a kick out of it.”

“You promise you don’t think I’m weird?”

Axton tips up my chin as he gives me a warm smile. “I super promise,” he murmurs before leaning in to kiss me. His lips are gentle against mine as I press up against him, like he’s making sure this is what I want, but he doesn’t have to make sure of anything because I’m here for every moment of it.

When he pulls back from the kiss to smile down at me, I say, “So I know I have an amazing castle that makes me look super cool, but do you know what’s even cooler?”

“I don’t know. All of this is quite ‘cool.’”

“My bedroom. Let me show you,” I say as I give him my best “come-hither” look. I’m not sure if I actually succeed because he tries to hide his grin.

“You don’t have to ask me twice.”

“This is usually where I have my minions carry me to my bedroom, but since I unsummoned them, I suppose I’ll use my own feet,” I joke.

“Do you ever have to do anything?”

“No. I simply snap my fingers, summon whoever I need to accomplish the task at hand and then shower them with praise when they’re done.”

“Do they ever mind being summoned?” he asks curiously.

“I always ask them the first time I summon them. Some don’t want to be. Others love it. Everyone has their preference.”

“You’re quite sweet.”

“Not really. I’m big, bad, and ferocious.”

“So ferocious,” he says with a grin.

“Thanks!” I reach back and take his hand as I tug him up the stairs. “There are exciting things to see. Like, umm…” I guide him into my bedroom and wave at a painting. “I raised a famous painter from the dead to paint me something original. Do you like?”

Axton scrutinizes it while trying to come up with an answer to that. “Oh… it’s very… different.”

“Thanks. I later realized that I accidentally raised the wrong man, and he didn’t know how to paint, but I still thought it was quirky and kept it.”

“I just can’t imagine all the stories you have about your life.”

“And this is my bed. The blanket at the foot of the bed is made of alpaca fiber. I was not… aware the lady I summoned had shaved the neighbors’ alpacas in the middle of the night, so there I was wound up in this fun new blanket when the neighbors came to see if I knew what happened to their alpacas’ fiber. I was so horrified and embarrassed.”

“Well, you got a nice blanket.”

“Thanks,” I say as I step into him and wrap my arms around his neck to pull him in for another kiss.

He’s so tantalizing as he draws me in, his hand sliding up my back, bare fingers running over my skin. Every touch sends desire racing through me, making me shiver beneath his fingers. His hand moves up my back, pulling my shirt with it before he tugs it over my head to drop it on the ground. My fingers dip under the band of his pants, teasing my way up his stomach and chest. He slips out of the shirt so I can run my hands over his skin.

His hands slide down over my ass before picking me up. “Since you’re not used to walking anywhere, I might as well carry you.”

Grinning, I wrap my arms around him as he carries me over to the bed. He sets me down on it before settling between my legs. I say, “I feel like a prince.”

“Well… you do have your own castle.”

“My grandfather won it in a bet!”

“Your whole life is just fascinating.”

“I’m pretty sure you’re the fascinating one. You’re like a hero… and you have these abs. Like… look at these fascinating abs,” I say as I run my fingers over them before smacking my own stomach. “If I want abs, I just summon someone to paint them on for me.”

“You’re absolutely beautiful the way you are,” Axton assures me as he gives my chest a gentle push to encourage me to lie back. Then he hovers over me with heated eyes. “You are absolutely delightful and sexy and sweet.”

“You’re going to make me blush.”

“You’re already blushing,” he says as he kisses my neck before his mouth finds my nipple which he swirls his tongue around while his hands work at my pants. He unbuttons them, pulling my black jeans off to leave behind only my underwear. Axton scoots down the bed, glancing up at me as his hands draw a line down my sensitive skin before he reaches my cock, cupping it. I can feel his breath on my inner thigh, eyes searching mine as I watch him mouth my cock through my underwear. It’s so fucking sexy that I feel almost hypnotized by him.

Sliding my underwear down, he reveals my cock, his hand immediately stroking me as he grabs the lube Hank has bought me. He pops open the lid and squeezes some onto his finger before his tongue swirls around the head of my cock.

I moan as his hot breath envelops me, but it’s nothing compared to the feeling of him sliding down my length as his finger rubs my hole. His finger pushes inside me, stroking and teasing as his tongue works around me. It all feels so good and I find myself aching for more of him. All of him.

He’s gentle, though, carefully adding another finger even when I’m ready for him to push me down and fuck me.

When the excitement gets to be too much, I reach down and tug him toward me. “I want more,” I admit.

Axton pulls his fingers out of me and quickly pushes his pants down, freeing his large cock. I draw him to me as I eagerly grab the condom and lube. I roll the condom down his thick cock before squirting lube onto my hand so I can run it over his length. The moan I’m greeted with excites me even more.

It’s weird how even though it’s our first time, I feel so comfortable with him. I just find myself wanting to learn more about what he likes and what makes him ache for release. I hook my legs around him, pulling him in close until I feel his hard cock brush against my ass.

The tip brushes against my hole before settling against it as he pushes himself into me. He guides himself inside me, filling me up as his hand strokes my cock.

Axton rocks into me before stilling for a moment so he can kiss me. “Are you good?”

“Yes. Definitely,” I assure him.

He draws out just a little before sliding back in. I moan as he begins to thrust inside me, picking up a pace that causes pleasure to rush through me. The way he touches me… the way he moves… it’s like he already knows the exact spots and ways to make heat rise inside me.

I always thought I’d end up alone with my undead. How did I get so lucky? How did my life turn around in the span of one day and a simple message from Cupid?

Axton strokes my cock until I can’t take any more, ecstasy washing through me as I come. Still gripping my cock, he rocks his hips, coming inside me with a groan. His lips find mine, crashing against them as pleasure ripples through us.

Breath heavy, he pulls out of me and takes the condom off before tossing it in the trash by my bed.

I push him down and roll on top of him so I can kiss his lips and hold tightly onto him while his hand cups my ass, pulling me in closer.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he says as he pushes my hair back out of my face. “Do you think I could take you out again tomorrow?”

“I’ll need to check my schedule,” I tease.