Dextra’s tramp stamps
Theo rolled to his feet as the girls stood up; he held Seph in front of him as he shuffled to the side to get his pants on, not wanting to flash his boner to the whole packhouse as he dragged his mate to the shower. He needed her, and he planned to get some degree of forgiveness from her. Since she returned from the witches’ basement, Seph hadn’t let Theo touch her. He had felt her and Kayla getting intimate, but he didn’t think they got very far either.
Kayla was watching them from the spot where they had been sparring. Her eyes were wide, a look of shock and surprise fixed on her face before she began to laugh uproariously, pointing at Theo’s back.
“What?” Theo demanded anxiously, “Do I have bruises or something?”
Kayla shook her head, unable to breathe for laughing, let alone talk. Seph just grinned cheekily and put a hand on his chest. She was about to say something when Kayla finally managed to get words out. “You did it? You actually did it? And a tramp stamp?”
Seph looked over at her and shrugged, giggling slightly, “Well, it turns out he needs it, doesn’t it?”
“Seph? What did you do? What is on my back?” Theo asked nervously. Looking between the girls for an answer.
“I think the spell got a little out of control when the hormones hit, though… I think I might have got both of you, and look at his neck,” Seph told Kayla. When Seph finally turned her attention to Theo, she smiled at him, looking sweet and innocent as she grabbed his hand. “I think it would be easier to show you”, she said gently as she pulled him into the house and towards the loft room where they were slowly moving in. Kayla decided to wait out in the bedroom; she didn’t need to see this conversation happen. Listening from a distance would be more than enough. Hell, the fact that it happened was more than enough, and she couldn’t wait to hear Theo’s reaction.
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Seph led Theo into the overlarge closet. It had mirrors that could show you the front and the back of an outfit or the sides. It would probably be easier to rip the plaster off this one and just show him what she had done. “Ok, Theo, just remember, your sister asked for this, ok? And it’s only temporary… I think,” Seph said nervously before turning the lights on and positioning him between the mirrors. Theo was overwhelmed by Seph’s scent as they walked into the room. It was all over this room, Kayla hadn’t moved all her stuff in yet, and Seph was close to him right now. Archer was fighting for control, their hormones still all over the place.
Clearly, Seph was handing the hormone rush much better than he was; Theo reasoned it was because she didn’t have wolf senses. Archer wanted to take her right here, on the floor or against the wall if needed. He could smell that she wanted it. He wanted to give it; what was the problem? Eventually, Theo managed to get his concentration back on the matter at hand, whatever it was that they had done to him. He looked first in the mirror before him, his fingers going to his neck. He had got over the fact that he would never have a mark to show off, but his mate had surprised him again. A beautiful mark was over his marking spot, a lizard-like creature and a dragon-shaped one, locked together, tail to mouth in a never-ending circle. His face broke into a huge smile “you marked me,” he whispered in an awed tone, unable to take his eyes off the mark on his neck. “Why would I be mad about that, Seph? I told you I’d be honoured to wear your mark… I don’t want it to go away,” he said slightly louder, turning to face Seph, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
Seph cleared her throat softly and lowered her head, “um… Theo… that, er, it isn’t the only one” Seph blushed slightly as she waited for Theo to find the other mark.
Theo turned his attention back to the mirrors around him, looking for whatever else Seph might have done. Seph was amazed that he hadn’t seen the pretty big tattoo across his lower back yet, but who was she to criticise him for being blind? She was sure he would do a good enough job on his own. A loud squeal from the other room pierced the tense silence out of the blue. “Persephone Adams, by the moon goddess, tell me you did not do this to me! This had better be some kind of prank!” Seph blushed a little more and shrugged her shoulders at Theo, a cheeky, playful grin on her face that Theo loved. She darted out of the closet and into the main room. Kayla’s voice had come from the bathroom. She had pulled her shirt off, presumably trying to climb into the shower with Seph, hoping that Theo wouldn’t follow. She was now spinning around in front of the mirror in just her shorts and underwear. “What does it say, Persephone?”
“Ohh, am I in trouble now, Kay? You’ve never called me Persephone before,” Seph joked as she headed into the bathroom, wrapping her arms around her mate and nuzzling into her. Theo could see Kayla relax at Seph’s touch. The girl was good at knowing how to wriggle out of trouble. “I didn’t mean it, well this one maybe,” Seph touched her fingers to the circle mark on Kayla’s neck that matched Theo’s. “I want you to wear my mark, but I’ll get rid of it if you don’t want it.”
“Seph! You know I want your mark, but this bloody tramp stamp on my back? I don’t remember discussing that! What does it say anyway, ‘eyes off Seph’s Bangin bad bitch’?” It was clear from Kayla’s tone she wasn’t really that mad anymore.
Seph rested her chin on Kayla’s shoulder, Dextra chattering away in all their heads, and somehow they could understand her ‘my idea… mine… I did it,’ she was chirruping from within Seph’s chest. Seph opened her mouth to pass this on when Theo said from the doorway, “Dextra did it?”
“I mean, she is a big part of my magic. I didn’t think I could do two at once, especially not… like this. I guess it makes sense that she helped me out,” Seph said, trying to make sense of it herself.
“So… what does mine say?” Theo asked
The girls looked at each other and giggled softly. Seph eventually answered, in that sexy, I’m trying to make sure you’re too turned on to be mad at me voice, “Hands off, Seph’s hot piece of ass.”