Chapter 10
Penny
Prax stood at the foot of the bed. His clothes had dematerialized entirely, and he had his huge cock in his hand and a devilish grin on his lips.
Wisps of magic swirled around him, magic that I recognized as mine, so strong that even I could see them.
“You look perfect, all laid out for me.”
My eyes flicked to his cock, and he caught me staring.
“Do you like what you see?”
It was a very human-looking cock, and for a moment, I was disappointed until I remembered that he had an infinite number of demon appendages he could use at the same time. But even as I watched, it changed, the head becoming more pronounced and angular. I stifled a gasp, and my eyes grew wide as contoured ridges formed around it, almost like it was armored. Clearly, I’d judged it too early.
I gulped. I’d never seen anything like it. How would that monstrous cock feel inside me? Would I feel every bump and ridge? Could I even get all of him inside me?
His eyes glinted with amusement at my reaction. “Still like what you see? Or is my little witch scared now?”
“Scared?” I huffed, galvanizing my resolve. “Not at all. I’m no coward. I can handle you. Although I do wonder if those novelty dildo companies would like to interview you, maybe take a cast, because that one would fly off the shelves.”
His amused chuckle was the only sound he made before he was caging my body. His tongue lashed across my collarbone as he lined us up. I desperately wanted to touch him, and pulled at the bindings, but my hands were trapped. So I did what I could, licking and nibbling whatever I could reach, which happened to be his horns.
“There is no going back once you accept me, witch,” he warned. “You’re going to get all of me. You’re only done when I say you’re done.”
“Do your best, incubus.”
Despite my playful banter, I wondered if I’d bitten off more than I could chew.
All I got in return was a devilish grin.
Then the manacles holding my ankles lifted off the bed. They held my legs up and wide apart as the thick head of Prax’s cock pressed at my entrance. I was slick and wet, and when he bucked his hips, the rigid length impaled me, penetrating me more deeply than I was ready for.
The intense sensation had me choking on my breath, a scream stuck in my throat.
Prax groaned. “You’re so fucking tight.”
My pussy gripped him hard as he struggled to pull out. Then he was thrusting in again. This time, I felt every dip, bump, and ridge of his enormous cock. Every curve and contour was an assault on my nerve endings as he stretched me to the limit.
I was so full I couldn’t breathe. There was no space left for my lungs, never mind air to inflate them. I blinked away the tears that were squeezing from my eyes. Oh god, he was so big. I wasn’t sure I could handle him, even now, with him holding still inside me, barely moving; it was simply too much. Pleasure and pain mixed together until I couldn’t tell what I was feeling anymore.
He cupped my jaw and brushed the corner of my lips tenderly with his, the affectionate action a sharp contrast to the utter ravishment of my body.“Breathe, little witch. You can’t hold your breath forever.”
I tried, inhaling as best I could with sharp, jagged breaths.
“Good girl. Much better. I can’t have you passing out on me. I want you to feel every inch of me when I do this.”
He rocked his hips, pumping into me with sharp, quick movements. Every motion was filled with delicious friction that had me moaning and panting. Erotic pleasure flooded me, and I tossed my head side to side on the pillow. It was the only part of me I still had control of.
Then his movement changed, and he was pounding into me with long, hard strokes. I screamed, the shrill sound echoing off the walls.
“Fuck, yeah. Feel good, little witch?”
I barely registered his words, especially when he found my nipples and pinched them, adding another spike of pain to the mix. I howled and squirmed under his body. My pussy walls clamped down around him, and he cursed. Light exploded in my vision and turned into a million glittering sparks as my channel spasmed with another orgasm.
The sparks continued to dance around us as electricity zipped through every finger and toe. It was my magic again. How had I never felt this before? Almost immediately, I knew why. I’d never let go, never relaxed enough with my bed partners to show my magic. I’d been holding back.
But I couldn’t hold back with Prax. He demanded all of me and not an ounce less.
He kept hammering into me, all semblance of control gone as he raced to join me in bliss. He came with a roar, his face buried in my neck and his body jerking with his release. We curled up in the magical cocoon we’d created together, letting it infuse and recharge us both.
It was only when my phone’s alarm rang, telling me I needed to be at Gigi’s place in half an hour, that I realized I’d fallen asleep.
“Shit!” I bolted upright.
My incubus was resting as well, but at my sudden movement he was immediately up and ready to defend me from danger. He relaxed when he realized there was none. He watched me as I scrambled to find the sexy little black dress I was going to wear.
“You know you just convinced me to withhold all information from you in the future and to make you work for every piece of it, right?” I said as I dug through my luggage.
He cocked his head thoughtfully. “I wouldn’t mind that one bit. You call it work; I call it play. You’re a whole lot of fun, little witch.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, incubus.”