Don't Drink and Hex (BBW Werewolf Erotica) (Smut-Shorties Book 2) by Milly Taiden Page A

sudden I go from thinking to mentally summoning.”
    Cleopatra laughed and stood, her beautiful white gown swishing around her legs and the golden bracelets around her forearms glinting off the lights. “Ah, darling. If I wasn’t on my way to meet a handsome young stud, I’d totally stay here with you and chill.”
    “It’s okay, Godmother. I am trying to finish a love spell.”
    Cleo perked up, her smile wide over her mocha skin. A lot of people told Selena she looked like her. With her long sable black her and brown skin, she called enough male attention to get hot dates on most weekends. If she wasn’t in the mood to show off the curves she’d been born with, she just used a glamour spell to hide behind her other persona: the tall bitchy old woman.
    “Love spells,” Cleo sighed. “Those are fun. Are you trying Arianna’s Heart or the Gypsy Rose?”
    She took another swig of wine and bounced on her heels. “Gypsy Rose!” she squeaked trying not to choke. “That’s the one I need. I’ll check it out in my book.”
    Cleo hugged her to her side and pulled the wine bottle out of her hands. “Well don’t go doing it now. You’ve had too much to drink and are likely to make one of the hounds walking the streets fall in love with you.”
    Selena giggled. Her godmother was hilarious. One of the hounds. “I’ll be good.”
    Cleo smirked. “I have a feeling you’re going to have a very fun weekend, darling. Just remember to use condoms.”
    Selena picked up the bottle of wine Cleo had put on the table and sucked down a gulp. “Why use condoms when magic is the best type of contraception there is.”
    Cleo’s eyes went wide. “That’s right. You and your sisters can all do that natural contraception spell.” She sighed. “At my age, I don’t even think I need ‘em.”
    “Oh come on, Cleo,” she laughed. “You know you can make your body do whatever you want. That’s the fun stuff with magic.”
    Cleo shook her head. “I better go before you make me rethink this. Goddess knows I don’t need to go searching for a baby papa I don’t need.” She kissed Selena’s cheek and tapped her shoulder. “No love spells, child. You don’t need to get in trouble with the council.”
    Cleo was gone in the blink of an eye. Selena sighed and drank the remainder of her wine bottle. Now where did she put that other bottle at?
    Ah, yes. It was on her kitchen counter. She rushed over, not caring that she wore short shorts and an almost see-through tank top. She was home. Not like anyone was going to show up.
    Now about that love spell. Gypsy Rose. She summoned her book of spells and it appeared on its stand on the kitchen counter. Women were so obsessed with love spells. Didn’t they realize the best kind of love was for a man to want you from his own free will? She poured some of the wine in a glass this time. In case anyone else decided to show up and catch her making love to a damn bottle.
    If only her sexy as sin neighbor would come over and ask for something. Anything. With that body of his she was willing to listen to anything he had to say about turning into a giant wolf.
    Gage Black. Big. Sexy. Furry. Well, not all the time. The lone shifter had decided to live in Star City instead of the usual shifter woods. He’d moved in several weeks back and she’d only caught glimpses of him but every time she did her body went into nuclear meltdown.
    She flipped through the pages, thinking back on Gage. Those eyes of his made her want to stare into them forever. And that body? He had the sexy boy next door looks combined with sexy rough outdoors.
    Not normally a fan of the shifter world, he’d actually become a big temptation for Selena. She sighed. Gage Black also had two dozen or so women kicking his door down almost weekly. And she knew better than anyone what he was doing in there. She could hear him. There were nights she had to stop herself from using her powers to peek through the walls and see what the fuck