Lucifer’s Daughter(32)
“Has it gotten stronger over the years, or stayed steady?”
“I peaked a bit in my teens, but pretty steady since then, until about two days ago.”
“Anything changed for you? Diet? Sleep?”
I almost giggled as I thought of the one thing I was suddenly getting.
“What did you just think of?” asked Christopher, so much more serious than the first time I"d met him.
“I"d rather not say,” I replied, managing not to blush. However, Bambi gave me a knowing look, touched Christopher on the arm, and gestured to Auric; they went into a huddle.
“What"s going on?” I asked grumpily, as they ignored me and whispered frantically. I tried to listen in, but my head felt fuzzy, so I had to give up trying. But I"d recovered enough to complain.
“Hello?” I griped. “Over here. Mind telling me what you"re all whispering about?”
The three of them separated guiltily, and I glared at them.
Christopher cleared his throat. “Um, well it seems you"ve drained your reserve of magic, it"s why you feel so weak.”
“I think I already figured that one out, Sherlock. Not a big deal. I"ll rest up and get it back.”
“Yes, well,” said Christopher shifting uncomfortably. “Do you know how you build up your magical reserves?”
I smelled something not right here. Why were they all looking at me like I was a bomb about to go off? “I"ve never thought about it before. The magic"s always been there, just stronger since I hit puberty.”
“Um, well... Let me see how I should phrase this.” Christopher flushed, and stared at the wall above my head.
“Oh, by the hag"s hairy tit,” interjected Bambi rolling her eyes. “What this idiot is having a hard time saying is your magic is sexually based.”
Apparently this was significant. I just wished I got it.
Bambi spelled it out. “You need to be sexually stimulated to build your magic back up.”
I laughed. A laughter which died quickly when I saw Auric"s smug face, Christopher"s stunned one, and Bambi"s sad smile.
“No, that can"t be right because I"m a virgin...” I trailed off. A virgin who masturbated a lot and who, the night before, had her most intense sexual experience ever--and suddenly managed to destroy three demons at once. For the first time in my life, I blushed.
“Well then, lamb, now that you"ve got it, I"ll leave you and your man alone.” Bambi said with a wink, before she snagged Christopher"s arm and dragged him out of my office.
“Well, that was interesting,” said Auric.
I just glared at him. This was all his fault.
“Hey, don"t get mad at me,” he said, holding up his hands. “Not my fault you"ve got nympho magic.” Then he laughed.
I tried to stay mad. I did; but really, nympho magic. I laughed along with him.
When we both finally calmed down, he looked at me, his eyes serious. “I"m sorry I didn"t tell you what I was.”
“You should be,” I said.
“How can I make this up to you?” His green eyes gazed intently into mine, and I had to look away. I needed to be strong for the both of us.
“We can"t be together. You need to leave, Auric.”
“No.”
Stubborn man. “I don"t want to be with you,” I said, trying to sound hard and uncaring.
“Liar,” he said, kneeling beside me and tilting my face up. “I won"t hurt you, Muriel, or lie to you again. I promise.”
Why did he have to make this so hard? “You still have a chance to earn back your wings and return to Heaven. If you stay with me, you"ll lose that chance. I can"t let you do that.”
“It"s not up to you.”
“Why are you doing this?” I cried. “It"s not like you love me. How could you? You"re an angel.
I"m Lucifer"s daughter.”
“What if I said I love you, and have from the first moment I saw you?”
“I don"t believe you. You sure didn"t act like it.”
“What, would you have had me go down on bended knee and give you flowery speeches like Christopher, or give you big puppy eyes like David? That"s not me. This isn"t easy for me to say.
I"m not a man who talks about feelings.” Auric grimaced, and I wanted to smile. “Meeting you changed everything. I wasn"t looking for love. Then suddenly I met you, and it"s like I got hit by a truck load of feelings, all of them centered around you.”
My heart stopped. I wanted to cry out that I loved him, too. But my love would destroy him. I shook my head in denial. “You said yesterday you liked me.”