LOGINChapter 5A raw, terrified scream ripped from Elara’s throat as she finally snapped out of her shock. She spun on her heel, hand slipping off the doorknob, and bolted toward the night outside. She barely made it two steps before the air thickened like tar. Black shadow tendrils exploded from the demon’s back thick, living ropes of darkness and lashed around her ankles and waist. She crashed hard to the floor with a pained cry, then screamed again as the tendrils dragged her backward across the rough wooden planks, her nails scraping uselessly for any grip.“No! Let me go! Moreigan help me!” Her voice cracked with panic.I couldn’t help her. I could barely breathe. The demon’s massive cock kept slamming into me with brutal force, his powerful hips driving every thick inch deep into my ruined pussy. His claws dug harder into my hips, breaking skin, sending fresh trickles of blood down my thighs to mix with the steady flow of black cum already leaking out of me.The demon laughed, de
Chapter 4The weight of the demon crushed me into the cold, sticky altar. I could barely breathe. His massive cock was still buried to the hilt inside my ruined pussy, throbbing hot and alive, stretching me so wide I felt split open. Thick rivers of black cum leaked steadily around his shaft, smearing between my thighs and pooling beneath my ass on the stone.Every inch of me ached, my hips were bruised from his claws, pussy raw and fluttering, muscles trembling from the orgasms he’d already forced out of me. My phone lay dark and silent on the floor, but Elara’s shocked gasp still echoed in my head. The demon shifted, a low, satisfied chuckle rumbling through his chest and into my bones.“And so it begins,” he murmured against my ear, voice like smoke and gravel.The heavy iron door creaked open.My blood turned to ice. No. Not now. But I knew those hesitant footsteps. I knew the soft way she always nudged the door, like she was afraid of interrupting one of my rituals.The demon w
Chapter 3The buzz of my phone cut through the heavy silence again, It vibrated against the stone altar, sending tiny shockwaves up my spine where I was pinned beneath the demon’s massive body. His cock was still buried balls-deep inside me, stretching my already abused pussy to its absolute limit. The thick, veined shaft pulsed with heat, pressing against every sensitive inch of my walls.His claws dug into my hips, sharp enough to sting but not tear into my skin. He shifted his weight, and the movement dragged that huge cockhead along my inner walls, forcing a broken gasp from my throat.“Answer it,” he growled, voice thick. His grip tightened, bruising my flesh as he lifted me just enough to adjust the angle. The new position made him sink even deeper, grinding against my cervix in a way that blurred the line between pain and overwhelming pleasure.The phone kept buzzing on the floor a few feet away. Before I could move, black tendrils shot out from his back, wrapping around the
Chapter 2“That’s it,” he groaned, voice rough with lust. “Take my cock, witch. Feel how deep I am.” He started moving with long, punishing strokes that slammed me against the wall. The tendril in my ass matched his rhythm, fucking me in perfect sync. More tendrils played with my body: one lashing across my clit in quick, wet strokes, others pinching and tugging my nipples until they ached. One even wrapped around my throat again, squeezing just enough to make the room blur at the edges.My magic flared wildly, violet sparks dancing over my skin. He drank it in, laughing darkly as my power fed him. Every thrust dragged against that perfect spot inside me. I was moaning like a whore, legs shaking, cunt clenching around his massive cock.“More,” he demanded, fucking me harder. “Give me everything.”The orgasm crashed into me like a truck. I screamed, body convulsing, pussy gushing around him as waves of pleasure ripped through me. He snarled and came with me It was hot, thick, black
Chapter 1 The chalk lines bit into my palms as I ground the salt and crushed iron into the old hardwood floor of my workshop. The air is filled with smoke and the coppery bite of my own blood, three careful drops still gleaming on the silver athame. Thunder rolled outside, but inside the circle everything felt unnaturally still, like the world was holding its breath right along with me.Elara’s face kept flashing behind my eyes. That bright, fake laugh she gave the barista last Tuesday. The way her fingers had slid into his under the table while I was in the bathroom, thinking everything was fine. The memory twisted like a knife in my gut. Good. I needed that rage. It was going to fuel every word of this summoning.I set the black candles at the cardinal points, their wicks braided with strands of my own hair. The Latin rolled off my tongue, smooth and practiced. “Voco te, servitor tenebrarum. Exaudi vocem meam.” The flames came inward, fighting some invisible force. My heart hamm
Chapter 5He was thicker in this form, with a swelling knot at the base..pushed into my dripping wolf cunt. The stretch was even more intense. I yipped and pushed back, instincts taking over.He fucked me like an animal.deep, powerful thrusts that rocked my whole body. Every stroke dragged against that perfect spot inside me. His fangs grazed the back of my neck, holding me in place as he rutted. The pleasure was blinding. I came hard, walls clamping down around him, and he snarled in approval, hips stuttering.But he didn’t knot me yet. He pulled out, shifted back to human form, and flipped me onto my back in my wolf shape before shifting again and sliding back inside me. The change in position, the way he could look into my golden eyes while he fucked me, It broke something in me.“Look at you,” he growled, voice rough with lust. “My perfect Luna. Taking my cock so greedily even like this.”He pounded into me, one hand stroking my fur, the other rubbing me. I came again with a howl
Chapter 4The moment I stumble out of the shower stall, my legs still trembling, the air hits my damp skin like a slap. My breath comes in ragged gasps, my body humming with the aftershocks of Luke’s brutal touch, my thighs slick with his release and my own. I don’t even have the strength to wrap
Chapter 2Then the Jumbotron flickers, and there I am. Holy shit. My face is blown up fifty feet tall, my hair a wild mess from the wind, my lips parted, eyes wide. And then the camera pans out, and there he is…Chad fucking Rivers, all six-foot-something of sweat-slicked, golden-skinned perfection
Chapter 1 I stormed out of the house so fast I barely registered the cold air smacking my cheeks. My hands were shaking, chest tight, throat burning. Everything in me felt like it was shattering.“Amanda, wait! Amanda, please,” Michael begged behind me.I heard the slap of his bare feet on the ti
Chapter 1 I adjust the hem of my cheer uniform, the pleated skirt riding higher than regulation allows, my fingers brushing against the smooth fabric of my thigh-high socks. The material is stiff, the elastic digging into my skin hard enough to hurt, I’m standing in the hallway outside the boys’







