“Oh yes, you have,” he accuses, causing Constantine to sit up, now all ears.
“It wasn’t me,” Lizzie lets out a general defense.
“You spelled Carolyn to never be able to mention that Cole is the father of her child,” Devon says with his hands on his hips.
“Oh,” she says, her cheeks going a bit pink. “Yes, I may have done that.”
“You need to reverse it immediately. It is fucking Cole up beyond belief,” he says.
Her eyes light up. “You’ve seen him?”
“If you call watching him bang some skank, throw her out, and then drink until he passed out ‘seeing him,’ then yes I have,” Devon replies sarcastically.
“He banged a skank?” she asks.
“Several, by the looks of it,” Devon says. “He needs the boy to know he is his father, Lizzie. Please, you have to reverse it.”
“So, they can all go and live happily ever after?” she sneers. “I don’t think so.”
“Aefre,” Constantine interjects. “You need to go and fix this. Why do you want him to be so miserable?”
“So, he’ll come home,” Devon says quietly for her.
“Oh no,” Constantine says, getting riled up. “It is over between you two. Go and fix this.”
“How?” she cries. “I can’t just turn up and de-spell her, she’ll think I’m nuts.”
“She thinks she is going nuts,” Devon says. “Think of a way, and quickly.”
“She will,” Constantine says on her behalf. “After we are finished.”
“Don’t mind me,” Devon says, leaning casually against the bedpost. “I love a good show.”
“Out,” Constantine says to him and then groans as Lizzie starts to grind herself down on him. Devon feels himself get hard as he watches them fuck. He wants to touch her and join in.
“Don’t you dare,” Constantine growls at him as he climbs onto the bed.
“I just want to watch,” he says. He knows how much she loves to be watched. He can see the fire in her eyes as he stares into their green depths, and she speeds up.
“No touching,” Constantine snaps at him as he reaches out to tweak her nipple in between his index finger and thumb.
“Just a little bit,” he murmurs and slides his hand down her body. He inserts his middle finger in between her folds, and she gasps as he rubs her clit ever so gently. He never takes his eyes off her as she comes then, thumping under his finger and around Constantine’s cock. He leans forward to kiss her, keeping up his gentle touch on her most sensitive part. She places her hand on his cock, rubbing him through his jeans and then he finds his hand batted away as Constantine finishes quickly with a low purr.
“The only reason you still have that hand is because we have a pressing matter to attend to,” he says. “Touch my wife like that again and I will remove it.”
Devon gives him a wolfish grin and once again tweaks Lizzie nipple. “She seemed to enjoy it,” he says, but he knows the jig is up. Constantine knows about his pending question and he is going to make damn sure it never happens. Fuck.
“Humph,” Constantine says, and lifts Lizzie off him. “Get dressed,” he says to her.
She Astrals on her clothes while Constantine dresses at a more sedate pace.
“I have it!” she says excitedly, snapping her fingers. “I will use Cole to transfer the spell to her. When she touches him, it will be complete.” Her face clouds over when she remembers that it is nothing for her to get excited about and Devon wants to hold her, but Constantine gets to her first.
“Come, my love. The sooner we do this the better,” he says as he takes her hand.
“You’re coming?” she asks in surprise.
“If you think I am letting you anywhere near him by yourself after what happened last time, you are dumber than you look,” he retorts.