I am not your wicked witch,” Alexandrine said.
“Beg to differ there,” Nikodemus said. “You sure as hell are.”
“I’m your sworn fiend,” she returned. Between Xia’s body and hers, she moved her hand over Xia’s crotch. “But I’m his wicked witch.”
“Fuck, yes,” Xia said.

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“The patterns overhead shifted so that, had she an imagination prone to hysteria…”

“Is it possible?” He could have sworn she was teasing. She shouldn’t have the en…”

“Come here into the warmth," he said easily. He reached for her, taking her hand…”