The Curse ✔️

Chapter 23: Breach

The lust charm worked its magic all night, and flashes of Leon's eyes in the darkness haunted my dreams. I couldn't quite discern reality from dream, but when Thar joined in, I was pretty damn sure it was a dream. My heartbeat thudded in my chest, and wetness pooled my panties. It was the sweetest kind of torture, especially as I lingered between sleep and wakefulness, my fingers in my panties. The dream was still fresh in my mind, the dream in which I had both of them, and my middle finger brushed my clit, sending a shudder down my spine.

My mind concocted its own pictures – both of them in my room, their hands on my body, pulling up my nightgown. Fingers grazing the insides of my thighs, lips kissing my neck, teeth scraping against my earlobes.

I knew it would never happen.

Leon might even be up for it, but Thar Adara would never share a woman. I knew it in my bones. But I tortured myself with the idea for a little while longer, until I came fast and hard, a gasp leaving my lips and clearing up my mind.

Crap. I breathed in deeply and opened my eyes.

Orange rays of sunshine spilled through the large window all over my bed, colouring the ruby sheets a vibrant gold. Dragging myself out of the bed, I went to take a shower, needing to wash last night's sin off my skin. I leaned against the marble sink and stared at myself.

My face was flushed and hot, my lips red, and eyes shining. The lust charm was still pumping through my veins, somehow becoming stronger the more I thought about last night.

Goddess, what the fuck happened?

"Good morning." Morta's voice startled me so much that I jumped.

"Fuck." I exclaimed and glanced at her. "You scared me."

Morta offered a chuckle and crossed her hands on her chest, wrinkling her silk black PJs, "That means you have something to hide."

"My head is pounding." I murmured. "I think I need someone to kill me."

Morta laughed darkly, "How about you tell me what happened last night?"

"I need a shower." I went through my hair, which was sticky and smelled like cigarettes. "I feel disgusting."

"Because you let Leon devour your kitty-cat?" Morta shouted after me, but I was already in the shower, letting hot water wash off the remains of last night.

After washing every inch of my body thoroughly, swearing I'd never get drunk on the lust charm again, and running through every possible scenario ensuing when I saw Thar or Leon next time around, I finally felt confident enough to face the consequences of my actions.

Technically, nothing happened. That was my story.

Leon brought me to his room, we made out a little, and when I found out he didn't have a condom, I left. Whether I was completely ready to sleep with him or not was irrelevant.

Thar got a little drunk and a little protective, so he wanted to know whether I was alright. He wasn't checking on me just to see if I was in Leon's room. He totally did not admit he was jealous.

Oh, Goddess.

"Come on, you've showered enough!" Morta shouted, making me wonder if she was waiting by the door for me to finish. "Amma figured something out."

"Of course, she did." I wrapped a towel around my hair, and stepped out. "Was she even at the party?"

"I don't know, Jade." Morta raised her eyebrow. "Did you see anyone except for Leon?"

I rolled my eyes, "Stop, nothing happened."

"You were making out with him in front of the entire Academy, Bella, Thar, and your father." Morta could barely suppress the grin. "And you're going to tell me that nothing happened?"