Page 59 of Wicked Magik

My Lord stood in front of the both of us, in my panic, I watched as my lord reached out and picked up my pet’s hand. She stared at him with defying eyes.

“Don’t let him know you find him attractive…and don’t let the idea of Oryx and Veylor messing around be hot either.”

My cock twitched. By the shadows.

“I have a proposition for you,” he said. “You may stay here with Oryx, but I would like to learn your trade.”

My pet raised her brow. “My trade?”

My Lord nodded. “How you stitched Benedict. He claims you restitched him and now his seams are nearly gone and has flawless skin. I want to know how you did it, your technique. It would help me in a later project.”

My pet studied him, eyeing him up and down. She turned to me and asked, “Orie, what do you want me to do?”

My Lord jerked his head back in surprise. “What did you call him?”

“It’s his nickname, something that two close people do for each other. Now shush.” She waved her hand away from him in dismissal.

His eyebrows narrowed.

What did I want my pet to do? Spend time with my Lord? What if it was a trick? Would she get hurt? Die?

“I must be present,” I growled. “While she helps.”

My Lord shook his head. “No, I have other tasks for you. I promise no harm will come to her. You have my word, Oryx.” He smirked.

“No.” I turned and walked away and she put her hand on my chest. “It’s alright. He won’t hurt me. He gave you his word,” she whispered.

That didn’t mean anything to me now. I had Vesper, the one that has given me life once again.

“I’ll be careful. I’ll even let you read my mind from afar, if you can do that. I don’t know what your radius is. That way if I need help, you can come running.”

My chest vibrated again. “No. Don’t like it.”

“If you want to live here with him, then we are going to have to get along.”

My ears twitched and my tail whipped back and forth. “You would do that for me?”

She sighed.“You talk about him with high regard, as your creator. I can’t ask you to leave, but I won’t let him be a dick to you. I want to see what’s up his ass and why he’s been distant to you.”

I leaned forward and whispered. “You think there is something up his ass?”

This had me intrigued. Perhaps this is why he is upset. I wonder if he could let me pull it out. Would his ass look different than Vespers?

Vesper giggled.“No, it's a saying. I want to get to know him. See if we can come to an understanding about sharing you.”

My ears twitched again and my body heated. Did she mean, share my body with both of them…? I liked that.

“While I want to spend all my time with you, I have a feeling you want to spend time with him too. Is he a father figure to you?”

“Oh no, I could have thought of them doing stuff together and he thinks of him as a father. I’m such a pervert!”She shook her head, obviously it was a thought she was trying to keep hidden from me. She was terrible at keeping her thoughts hidden.

I huffed irritatedly. He wasn’t anything like a father, not like I had thought about it before, especially when I look at him now.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw him stand there with his arms crossed. He was waiting, but looking at him in a different light, with this new way of thinking that Vesper has taught me… or at least through the time she has shown me to think for myself he was more than a father. I had deep regard for him, feelings I could not understand fully.

My cock knew more than me. It jumped in my trousers at the thought of them both touching me.

I shook my head.