Chapter 128: Jack-Eye: Watching

JACK-EYE

The walls of the motel room press in, trapping her scent, her magic. I’m still burning from the inside out. Whatever she did with that arcane kiss, it’s crawling under my skin like electricity, making my wolf pace and snarl. I breathe through my teeth, fighting for control.

When I hear Lyre invite Thom in, my stomach drops. I know what’s coming. What she’s about to do. But knowing and seeing are two different kinds of torture.

The door creaks open and there he is—the wizard. Damp hair hanging in his face, smelling of cheap motel soap and nervousness. Too clean. Too weak. I don’t move from my spot against the wall, don’t speak. Just watch, every muscle in my body locked tight as steel.

Thom freezes when he sees me, his eyes darting between us. "I—uh—"

Lyre slides past him, shutting the door with a soft click. "Come in, come in. Let’s get this over with." Her voice is bright, casual, like she’s about to help him move furniture instead of—

She grabs a chair from the small desk, dragging it to the middle of the room. I don’t miss how she angles it with deliberate precision, making sure I’ll have the perfect view of her face. Of her mouth.

Unfortunately, his dick will be in the picture. But I’m trying not to think about it.

Thom hovers, uncertain. "What exactly is—"

"Sit," she commands, and he does, perching nervously on the edge.

The smirk she shoots me makes my cock twitch. Her eyes lock with mine as she begins explaining to the wizard, her tone clinical and detached.

"Arcana transfer works best with physical contact. The more intimate, the purer and faster the transfer." She tilts her head, rainbow hair cascading over one shoulder, and I want to grab it in my hands and yank until she’s on her knees and begging for more.

From me. Not from the stupid wilting human.

"The most efficient way for us would be oral contact," she continues, making this blow-job sound like a medical procedure.

I like that.

But not if she speaks that way to me later.

Then again, I might have a new kink. Nurse Lyre, sucking the evil out of me with her mouth...? Yeah. I’m okay with this.

loud I can hear

Less okay with that.

"You mean—"

"My mouth, your dick."

"M-my d-dick?!"

Her lips are curved up on one side in the faintest smirk and I really wish

is going

magic-user, still not looking his

squirms in his seat, swallowing hard. His eyes flick to me, then back to her. "D-does

Just smiles at me, knowing exactly what she’s

Fuck.

feel just how unwelcome he is in this

withers under my stare, shoulders hunching. "Okay," he mutters, trying to sound nonchalant. Failing.

in front of him, and every movement is swift and composed. She looks like she’s done this a thousand times. My fists clench involuntarily, and my wolf

sliding down his zipper. Everything deliberate. Everything for my benefit, because she’s watching me as she does

The wizard’s already trembling.

him, the flash of her tongue, the fluttering of her eyelashes. And always,

pieces. I want to be the one in that chair. Want her pretty, sassy little mouth wrapped around my cock instead of his. The tension

escaping his throat. His hands, which had been white-knuckled on the

instantly, his dick sliding out of her mouth as she snaps, "Don’t touch

flailing back to the armrests. "S-sorry! I

chest. But inside, satisfaction mingles with the rage. She doesn’t want his hands

his face bright red. His hands twitch and spasm on the armrests as he fights to keep

response. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life, watching her work. Every muscle in my

His legs

can’t—" he

rhythm until his hips jerk and he comes

expression twisting with disgust. She doesn’t

in one smooth motion. I hold it out to her, silent. She meets my eyes

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