Chapter 236

“I’m not as rough with the others as I am with you,” Logan explained. “For obvious reasons.”

Ira looked completely confused. “What reasons?” she said as she racked her brain.

“Sister of Wrath?” Logan hinted.

“Oooohhhh,” Ira squeaked. “Well then, that makes me all the more special. Anyway, sister, Rafe and Tris are calling it that because the weed is so good, it makes you unable to walk. Just like a good fuck.”

“Nope,” Rafe gagged. “Tris, we’re throwing out this strain and starting from scratch! I’m never gonna be able to get that association out of my head now.”

“But, Rafe--” the brunette elves started.

“No ‘buts!’” the goblin cut her off. “I’m tryin’ to run a business here, and the Rafester demands that his product isn’t soiled by the thoughts of my bestie’s manhood.”

“Well, shit…” Tris mused. “There goes the idea for my next strain.”

“You were gonna name a strain of our precious weed after Jakey’s cock?” Rafe said, mouth agape.

“Not exactly.” The goblin shrugged. “It was inspire
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