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From The Beckoning of Beautiful Things:

The Beckoning of Beautiful Things“Daniel…”

“Yes, dulzura.”

“When I, um,” she began.

“Came around my deliciously hard cock buried inside of you?” he finished.

She swallowed and her face flushed as the coils in her belly sought union. She ran her palms up and down her thighs. “When that happened…each time…my mind got kind of psychedelic – I saw all these images whirling around, like I was looking through a prism at all these fractured, colorful images. Some of it was beautiful, but some of it was rather disturbing.”

A trace of a frown crossed his face. “What did you see?” He made a sharp right turn onto the road that led to Tom’s.

“Well, I saw your Josephina. I saw El Demonio or what I imagine he looks like.” A shiver flew up her spine. “I saw vistas and landscapes. And I saw myself standing in the wind holding men’s skulls dripping blood onto the Earth.” She shook her hands like she was trying to flick the blood off her fingers. “It freaked me out.”

Daniel veered off the road and slammed on the brakes, skidding in the mud. “What did you say?”

“I said I saw myself standing in the wind holding the heads of two men.”

“Could you see their faces?”

Daniel’s face grew pasty white making her wonder if it had been a mistake to say anything. “Not really. Well, sort of. I don’t really know what El Demonio looks like, but the other head looked like…” She cast her gaze out the window.

“Tell me, dulzura,” Daniel said softly.

She turned to face him, tears in her eyes. “Well, it looked like your face. I’m not a killer, really! I’m the kind of girl who likes to save spiders from the bathtub drain. And I don’t know why I would want your…your…your head! I love you!” Tears trickled down her cheeks. “It’s like when I was kissing you in the yard that night we did the protection spell. My body became infused with electricity, and I wanted to devour you. I wanted to eat you alive.” Her face contorted into a horrible grimace before her head fell back on the headrest. “I don’t know what’s happening to me!”

“Don’t worry, cariño.” He powered up the road, skidding and sliding as he pulled onto the asphalt. “We’ll get to the bottom of this. This makes no sense. But I believe your powers are far, far greater than any of us even imagined.”

“I’m nobody. I’m someone who needs to be soul bound without consultation,” she muttered. “For my own protection.”

“No, cariño, that’s not true. You’re most definitely somebody. Wait until we get to Tom’s. I’ll let him deal with it.”
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