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
When Sol's friend arrives, I'm relieved to find it's not the same one from yesterday. Conjuring a portal to Hell is a lot more involved than I thought it would be, taking me almost three trips to the covenant store down the street in order to get the right ingredients in order to do so. I swear, the girls there must've suspected I was doing something demonic, because as I was leaving for the second time, one of them gave me an eternal blessing stone. Which are usually only given out to people if their life was really going to shit.I palm it in my hands now as I stare at the demon in front of me, the portal behind him glowing softly as it dims out of existence. "Soleus," the demon nods in greeting. "I'm surprised you're here. What are you doing in the human world?"Sol slaps a hand on his friend's shoulder, grinning at him. "It's a looong story.""I have time."Sol shakes him slightly. "I don't. But perhaps if I'm feeling jolly, I'll share it with
As I'm cooking dinner, I find myself wondering if I'm being a gigantic idiot. Sol is obviously affecting my magic by us being entangled with each other. Whether it's from me tethering him by Daelic's suggestion or the more obvious route of what Sol and I both failed to tell him: us sleeping together. Is it wrong of me I can't exactly apologize for that? Of course, I could've pushed Sol off of me at any time, drawing a line in the sand with boundaries that stated only superficial touching like him making me come in the shower were allowed. But with that also came the dreaded fact I'd more than likely still be lusting after him. Which only annoys me further. He's so fucking distracting I can't help but notice every little thing about him. Even now as he walks around my living room half naked from earlier, making me glance over my shoulder every few minutes in order to watch him. It's those damn tattoos, I swear…I shake my head and grab the pan's handle
I wince at his jaw bearing down, his teeth digging hard enough into my shoulder I know I'm most likely bleeding. He keeps himself rooted to his spot, his cock still rock hard inside me, making it hard to move my body without hurting either of us.He's actually gone insane. What did I do?Using my other hand, I pry his jaw apart and get his teeth off of my shoulder. Pulling his head back, I use my shoulders to force him to part from me. His hand shifts on my thigh, just enough that I'm able to wiggle it out of his grip and push back from the counter. He cock slips free from me as he stumbles back. I hold out a hand when he starts edging himself towards me again and press it over his chest. His skin is on fire, and the claminess of his body makes his tattoos glisten like fresh ink. He's still panting slightly, his chest moving against my hand with each draw of breath.Wetness spills down my thighs and it causes me to look down to see cum running down my legs dripping
I wallow in Eva's dorm room for the next few days. She'd been an actual saint when I'd shown up at her door, a mess and crying like I'd just gotten broken up with, and ushered me in while tucking me into her small twin bed while I babbled on about everything to her.I couldn't hold back while I spilled everything—confessing every morsel of information I'd been withholding from her over the past few weeks because I didn't want her to judge me. My heart ached, remembering Sol's devastated expression as I'd turned around and left him wailing after me like a dog left behind by its owner. And even that, too, I told her about.The sound wouldn't leave my ears, even in my dreams it haunted me. She'd been quiet for a long while, petting me gently to sleep while murmuring we were going to figure it out together. But how? How could I let a demon invade my life so thoroughly and leave me feeling so devastated afterwards? It didn't seem fair. I knew he'd be leaving and
Daelic peers around me to where Eva is rooted to her spot in the doorway. Her robe is wrapped tightly around her body with her hair folded up in a towel on top of her head. Her face is red from the heat of the shower but there's a growing spotchiness crawling up her neck the longer she stares at us.I try to consider what she sees, me with a demon and a glowing portal to Hell behind us. It pulsates inside of the room steadily like a beating drum. Thrumming through my chest and spending a chill down my spine from the dark magic emitting from it.For all intents and purposes, this is an actual nightmare in the making."Eva," I clasp my hands together. Stepping between them both, I use my body as a shield until I vaguely realize he's much taller than me. "This is Daelic. One of Sol's—""Why is there a demon in my dorm, Narine?!"Quickly shuffling across the room, I grab her arm and haul her inside before shutting the door behind her. Having an R.A. overhearing her