Courts and Cabals by G. D'Moore (e reader comics txt) 📕

shut the door behind me. The interior of the van was lined with bottles, jars, and stoppers of an assortment of nastiness suspended in fluid. Baggies full of powders were on a retractable shelf, and there were a few magical artifacts I would need someone with actual magical talent to authenticate before buying.

“Your friend came by yesterday looking for a baby’s rib,” Kev raised an eyebrow. He had a strict don’t ask don’t tell policy, but that type of request was outside the norm even for him.

“Please, for the love of the gods, tell me you have it,” I pleaded. If he didn’t, Aveena might literally turn my ass into grass.

“This was hard to get, kid,” Kev replied, as he pulled out a bag with what was unmistakably a small rib in it. “It’ll cost you double . . .”

“Deal,” I agreed. I’d pay any price to save my own skin. “I also need something good . . . something special . . . something that will impress,” I knew I wasn’t making a lot of sense, but Kev knew me well enough.

He nodded and dug underneath a floor panel concealed by the stained carpet. “I’ve got dragon’s heartstring. Any type of fire ritual will get a healthy boost from this. Phoenix feather will give you a nice spicey seasoning to a chicken dish, along with all its magical properties. Hmmm,” he dug deeper, “I’ve got an ounce of powdered unicorn horn. Not much use but to give a guy a raging hard-on, or a woman a full-on lady-boner. If it last more than four hours, go to the hospital,” he chuckled.

He turned to the shelf behind him. “This pendent has a protective ward that’ll stop a Fae lord’s punch. If you actually get punched by a Fae lord, it’s one and done. Anyone else, and you can probably take a few hits before its spent. I know this isn’t good for business,” he held out the pendent, “but I’ve known you for a while, Cam. If you’re into some shit with a Fae lord to the point he’s coming after you, you should probably just let him kill you fast and forget about this trinket’s minor protection.”

“Give me everything,” I pulled out my wallet and threw down all the cash I had on hand; over two grand.

Kev shrugged, and meticulously counted the cash before handing over the items. He didn’t mention if I overpaid. “Stop by whenever you like,” he threw it all in a paper bag and kicked me out of his van. The second my feet hit the dirt, it kicked up a cloud of dust as it sped away. I guess it was his way of saying no refunds.

I knew I was practicing bad business, but I didn’t care. I’d just overpaid for a bunch of crap I didn’t know if Aveena even wanted. The only thing I was confident in was that I couldn’t go back to her with nothing.

I started my walk back to school. My stomach rumbled with hunger. I’d missed dinner due to detention and being ambushed by Lilith, so I stopped into one of the local pizza shops. I figured it was safe to have a slice.

***

“Oh, gods!” Co-Sheriff Wood’s back arched as she slammed her ass down on Vernon’s cock. She was riding him reverse cowgirl, and damn if she didn’t look fine doing it.

She’d showed him to the only motel in town, as promised, and proceeded to strip and fuck his brains out. He felt her vaginal walls contract as she came on top of him. Her whole body was slick with sweat as it shuddered from the effort. As she convulsed, he spun her around and got on top of her from behind. He was a dog after all, so he had a natural affinity for doggystyle. He started to pump rapidly in and out of her. He drove her head into the motel’s lumpy pillow and held it there with one hand as he used the other to smack her ass. The pillow would be hell to sleep on, but it muted her screams of pleasure just fine.

Gazing at her body stretched out before him; pinned there, at his absolute mercy, and taking his dick like a champ was enough to drive him over the edge. He could hear her begging for it into the pillow, and after a final pump, his own orgasm shuddered through him.

As he pulled out, she threw the pillow aside and rolled over to get a full breath. She also gave his dick a good examination. Young shifters, like the two of them, had a tendency to be very fertile. She was on birth control, and he’d worn a condom, but since they were only ninety-seven percent effective, there’d been more than one unplanned pregnancy in the shifter world even after taking proper precautions.

“Fuck,” he growled as she flicked his dick to see if any cum seeped out of the condom. “I think we’re good.”

“No, you’re a very very bad dog,” she replied coyly, and he grinned.

“Really?” her eyes widened. Shifters had phenomenal healing abilities, and that translated to the bedroom. Her flick and flirtations already had him rising to the occasion.

“Down boy,” she laughed, and rolled over to the other side of the bed. “Give a girl a minute.”

He chuckled as he watched her get up to use the bathroom. This time, she didn’t mind as he watched her hips sway back and forth. In fact, she put a little extra in there just for him.

“So, you’re just going to be here one more day?” she asked.

“Looks like it,” he replied as he laid back down and put his hands behind his head. “I would be gone already if we’d found the kid.”

“What would have happened?” she asked as she emerged and plopped down on the bed next