Eva lets out a long sigh when she's done looking over the spell and the altar cloth I have still stretched out across my living room floor."I'm going to be honest with you, Nari. I really have no idea how to help you."Behind us, Sol grumbles on the couch.We both ignore him."We can't use the same spell to send him back?"She shakes her head and holds up the book, pointing to the spell I read when doing the ritual. "It says here that you're calling on him. Kind of like a one-way telephone.""Oh…"She turns towards the couch. "Can you find another open portal? She brought you here but surely if you step through another portal to Hell, it'll take you back there."Sol leans away from the back of the couch and rests his elbows on his knees. He leans his weight forward while his lips turn down into a cruel looking sneer."Typically, yes. That would be my first go-to. However, your friend here has decided to tether me to this house."My eye
I try to quickly cover myself, his words only half registering."C-Clause?""Mmm." There's a gust of cold wind blowing into the shower when he slides the door open. "Yes, the little stand-off we've been having."My mind is too busy swimming with sex hormones to even try and comprehend or make sense of what he's saying to me. "What?"He laughs darkly while stepping into the shower. My eyes immediately latch on to the way his clothes soak through with water, framing each muscle I knew he's been hiding under all of that dark fabric. My mouth drops open a little, not being able to help myself by taking him all in.Damn, are all demons sexy? Is that some kind of caveat for becoming one?"Like what you see?"His voice breaks me out of whatever trance I'm under. "Out."Even as I say it, I don't even believe me. Sure, is it embarrassing that he's caught me fingering myself? Yes, of course. But the outline of his cock is currently rewiring my brain
Lying in bed, I stare up at my ceiling. I can't believe I was half a second away from actually getting on my knees for a demon and sucking his outrageously large cock. And that I let him get so far as to finger me until I nearly passed out from how intense my orgasm was. What is wrong with me? Have I lost my fucking mind?I have to be. All the sleep deprivation and the stress from my review coming up is all coming back to bite me in the ass in the form of a horny, annoying demon named Soleus. My hands run through my wet hair, the tangling ends getting caught in my fingers and forcing me to yank at them until my fingers are free. He'd dressed me before dropping me off in my bed and leaving me alone for the night. Something I hadn't been expecting him to do but didn't mind in the slightest since he could've just dumped me butt naked and still sopping wet without a care.But he'd taken the time to… what? Take care of me?That thought doesn't sit well
Staring at him for a long moment, I tried to properly wrap my head around that statement."...What?""You heard me.""No… no, I don't think I did."Sol pulls his arms up off of his thighs and rests them against the side of the table. He leans over slowly, coming closer to me with a gleam in his eyes that spells all sorts of trouble. The fire in his eyes flickers violently. "I'll teach you how to control yourself, Narine. Your only payment to me for it is your body."I run my tongue along the back of my teeth, not really sure how to take that. "As in…?"He lifts a shoulder coyly. "I'll treat you well. I won't harm you. Just a repeat of what happened in the shower. Maybe more."I hate that my body heats up at the mention of his hands touching me again. Fuck, ever since the shower, I can't stop thinking about him and his mouth all over me. Tasting every inch of my skin while his fingers worked me slowly into another mind blowing orgasm.
He pulls me into a heated kiss. I jolt in surprise. His warm tongue traces my lips, parting them with a gentle thrust that has me gasping for air. Wiggling under him, I try to get myself sitting upright so he isn't completely enveloping me with his body. It isn't until I'm actually vertical, laying on the couch cushions that I realize my fight for dominance is futile. Sol traps me with both of his hands, crushing my wrists into the cushions. He uses his knee to part my legs and slide up between my thighs until I'm practically grinding against him. Fuck, I hate that I like this. His complete and total ease over controlling me is surprisingly sexy. I'm at his mercy, his whim, and there's actually nothing I can do about it.Sol pulls his mouth away from mine, leaving me gasping for air. He watches me with hooded eyes, a playful smirk tugging his lips up. "Oh, I can't wait to play with you, Narine."I shiver at those words. Wherever this is leading to, I'm
Sol hovers over me and brushes my hair away from my neck before he buries his face there. He breathes me in deeply and kneels behind me in order to stay flush with my hips. I'm grateful he hasn't immediately discarded me like I thought he would, and it makes me feel much better. Sol's arms curl around my body from underneath me, his lips finding the skin where he'd been practically gnawing on and kisses it gently. I sigh softly and completely relax into the couch, my tears finally letting up. Damn… that was fucking incredible. Why haven't I had sex with a demon sooner?Sol tongues the area, lapping at my sweat soaked skin. I think it would gross me out if I was in my right mind, but right now I kind of find it charming in a weird way. He moves his mouth up to curl around the shell of my ear, nipping at the skin lightly. Now that I think about it, it's starting to become clear Sol has some kind of oral fixation. Whenever he's around me, he'd always chewing on some
"Narine Fischer. You're up."My stomach drops. Standing from my seat, I head down to the front of the lecture hall, aware of about 100 pairs of eyes on me. I pass Eva's row, seeing her give me an encouraging smile I wish actually boosted my confidence.Sol's words hammer around inside of my head. The mantra to stay in control of myself forces me to remain as relaxed as possible. As I step up to the long table at the front of the room and face my proctor, he sets a bowl down in front of me. There's nothing in it, but next to it are rows and rows of herbs and different blends which can be put together in order to create something.We aren't given any instruction on what to make or what spell to use in order to pass, but it's obvious not just any simple thing will do. We're supposed to be showing off everything we've learned in our journey to witchhood. I'd been drawing a blank up until now on what spell to perform to impress my proctor, but right now, I know exactly
Tossing all night long, I barely getting any sleep aside from being jolted awake by the creaks and groans in my house. I keep thinking it's that demon coming to get me. With an axe raised over my head, ready to swing down to cut my head clean off my body. Or some kind of pike, stringing me up onto it in order to show off how stupid a witch like me could be to keep a General of Hell imprisoned in my house.Nightmares flash behind my eyes. All I can dream of is burning in the pits of hell surrounding me as demons crowd around my hole and toss rocks down at me, cackling as they hit me. And at the center of it all would be Sol, staring down at me with contempt and vengeance in his eyes at finally being set free from me. I'm covered in sweat by the time morning light streams in through my blinds. Exhaustion weighs me down, making it hard for me to want to actually get out from under my covers. I groan to myself and roll over onto my back, wrapping myself tightly into a coco