Chapter One-Hundred-And-Ten

Chapter One-Hundred-And-Ten
Ryder

Sex certainly classified as such, and there was a great deal of sexual magic out there to learn. The only downside was; I wasn’t allowed to use most of it on humans, but Catalym wasn’t human, and she was the perfect subject for such things.

“What are you doing?” she questioned.

Cat was in my mind then, feeling what was happening but coming up with nothing.

My grunt of triumph made her laugh.

“Searching,” I whispered, grinning cockily.

“What was that spell? I’ve never heard it before,” she paused when the magic caught on, spreading like wildfire.

And then she screamed.

“Do you like that, Cat?” I asked while the magic swelled, seeking out only the most specific pleasure, each passing second racing and increasing while the intelligent spell manipulated what she liked most. “I’ll show you the incantation later, and I promise it’s not the only one I know.”

Her hand stopped moving the toy inside of her, the magic rolling over her until she thrashed under my arm, the helplessness turning her on.

I split my attention, kissing and licking her upper leg to the hip, forever running the toy over her body and working with the spell. Her back tried to arch even though I was effectively holding her down.

Her nails gripped my shoulder, cutting through the skin. The delicious act jerked me a little out of my hazy focus, making my desire excruciating.

Turning the wax to honey was simple, reminding me of her voice. I watched the consistency and color change, knowing how warm it’d be as it dripped off her skin.

I bent to her swollen bud and lapped at the sweet liquid.

Her head thrashed from side to side while I took the dildo from her hand, leaving the other toy on the bed. I knelt between her legs and assaulted her with my mouth, stroking her deeply with my magic and her toy.

One beautiful scream blended into another as my cock begged me to take her, but I ruthlessly ignored it. She wasn’t there yet.

“Hey, are you almost done killing her in there?” Kev laughed from the other side of the door.

She began to answer, but I clamped down on her hips, sucking her clit so hard she flooded with warmth, her hips jerking out of control. Her screams turned to frantic whimpers and moans, forgetting about the audience that could still hear her perfectly well.

Catalym begged me to take her until I was entirely out of my mind.

I licked up her cream, fucking her with the rubber until she lay limp and sated, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling.

“He just succeeded,” she yelled shakily back to them. Her sweet voice rasped, and boisterous laughter broke out in the direction of the living room downstairs.

I crawled up her body, and she wrapped herself around me so I could sink into her curves.

“Thank you.” She sighed pleasantly.

“You’re welcome, Cat.” I reached between us, running my head across her slick heat.

I stared down at her violet eyes sparkling in the candlelight. Their depths wanted more, never sated. The swirls of potent desire were in every fiber of her being.

Unable to deny her any further, for any reason, I finally drove myself inside of her.

She dragged her body up and down mine while I thrust into her. Tiny muscles worked, seducing me to climax, but I mercilessly shoved it back. I wouldn’t be anywhere near done with her for a long time yet.

Her next orgasm broke and thundered extraordinarily through us. I cried out above her while she dragged me over with her. I growled in annoyance at my body, but the night was not over yet. I would master this interesting side effect.

It was just a matter of time and experience.

Her guard was coming down again in her pleasant exhaustion. I saw the thoughts in the back of her mind of how men took from her willingly, caring little for giving much back. She compared them to me. I would never be like those men. Addiction or obsession, be damned.

I kissed her, rolling over so she lay sprawled across my chest. We waited for our breathing to catch up with us.

“You should rest,” I said sadly, almost too selfish to let her sleep.

Almost.

“Oh, I don’t think so,” she said, moving her hips over my softening cock, reaching behind her to pull softly on my balls. “Don’t you want to fuck me, Ryder?”

Oh, how I loved to hear those words.

It took mere seconds for her delectable squirming to coax my erection into being. Grabbing her hips, I slammed back inside of her without another thought.