Page 18 of Monster’s Magic
Stacking my burger, I grab a bag of chips, then head over to the shake area. Ordering a vanilla with wafer cookies on the side, I find an empty table and head in that direction. Zigzagging through people, I set my tray down and the moment I look up, I find Dafni Frangidi talking to Shayde. No, not talking, she’s basically rubbing herself up and down his body like a feral cat in heat, marking her territory.
It’s fucking disgusting.
And it strikes a jealous chord inside me.
“Well, that’s not right,” Evie says and takes a seat. “Do you think he’s enjoying it?”
“No,” I say almost too fast. “I mean, he obviously looks uncomfortable.” I want to make myself believe this because, honestly, Shayde just stands there as Dafni bats her eyes and stares up at him like she’s a puppet to be played.
But then, I gasp when she touches his face and he snatches her by the wrist. His bares his teeth and his lips move, and I hope he’s telling her off.
Fear momentarily flashes across her face before the usual appearance of Dafni the bitch returns.
He shoves her back and she stumbles, catching herself on the Naga behind her, the one Evie has been spying on. The snake man rights her and puts space between them immediately.
Dafni points her finger at Shayde saying lord knows what, then stomps off in the other direction.
I can’t help the smirk I feel myself wearing. Whatever just happened, he pushed her away and that’s all that matters to me.
“I won’t pretend to know what just went down, but it’s obvious to me, he doesnotlike her,” Evie states through a mouthful of burger.
“You’re disgusting. How about eat first, then talk?” I pick up my knife and cut my sandwich in half, then pick up one of the halves. Taking a bite, I enjoy the flavor of it and quickly wash it down with the vanilla shake.
“Watch those calories,” I hear next to my ear. “You don’t want to gain any weight while trying to ride that demon pony of yours.”
I swivel around to find Dafni standing right behind me. She lifts one corner of her mouth in a sly grin and reaches for my drink.
I quickly pick it up instead. “How about you get your own?” I take a long draw through the straw, then run my tongue across my upper lip. “Mmm, sure is tasty.”
She steps closer and I can see flecks of silver in her irises. “Stay out of my way or I’ll make your life a living hell.”
“Whoa, with that breath, you’re already doing it,” I say and feign disgust. “You should see a dentist for halitosis.”
She growls and lunges for me but is snatched back just as I step back. Dafni dangles in the air as if she were no more than a rag doll.
“No,” comes the raspy voice of the Naga. “Leave her be.”
“Put me down,” she screams and kicks her legs.
I take another backstep and Evie grasps my forearm.
“Oh my gosh,” she whispers. “He’s here!”
“What’s your name,” I ask the Naga.
“Cazimir,” he answers.
I lean into Evie. “There you go,” I whisper. I also notice Cazimir is clothed on his upper torso, but his lower half, his snake body, is not.
Where the hell is his cock?
I shouldn’t think these things, but I can’t help myself. And Ireallywant to ask him where it is.
Then, a forgotten memory ofNational Geographicrises to the surface of snakes I watched once and I quickly remember where their dicks are hidden. I nibble on my lips to keep from giggling.
Sauntering up next to Cazimir comes Shayde. “Drop her.”
Cazimir does and gives zero fucks how she lands… on her ass.