Page 39 of Magic and Mayhem

He explained that he needs the crowd distracted, mesmerized, so that he can sneak past the barriers of their mind and convince them to strike a deal with a demon. I have no doubt that what we’re doing now provides the perfect distraction.

The rope begins to tie itself across my chest, the familiar pentagram harness settling above my breasts and already making me ache in the best way. A wisp of flame rises up and flicks my nipple through the sheer fabric, making me gasp.

My eyes lock with Eryx, and he holds out his hands as more tendrils spring to life and pull aside my panties, bearing me for everyone to see.

Heat burns my cheeks, my stomach flipping with so many emotions that for a minute I forget if I’m right side up or not. But that gaze, the one I have begun to fall for with every fiber of my soul, keeps watch over me. And I know for a fact that if I told him to stop he would, despite the potential consequences.

Because of that, I smirk at him. I said I wanted to play, so let’s see what Eryx does when I show him I have no limits.

“Do your worst,Monstrum Meum.”

His mouth parts in shock at my use of Latin, which I figured he would know quite well. That’s right,my monster.The human you have tied yourself to is smarter than you might have thought.

I didn’t have games when I got bored, but I had books, and I memorized them all. They were my lifeline for so long that each of them became precious. I believed that learning old languages could be important one day since Master worshiped an old god. I had hoped this knowledge would give me an advantage over him one day.

Eryx suddenly shifts on stage, his purple demon coming out to play and sending a pulse of excitement through the room. The crowd cheers for him, but he pays them no attention.

His eyes are focused solely on me as another tendril of flame reaches between my legs and caresses my clit.

“Rule number three, my perfect little temptress: do not ever challenge a demon.”

My knees buckle, but I don’t go far, the ropes holding me in place while the little sprig of fire brings me to ruin. I can feel myself growing wet, arousal dripping down my legs while the rope continues to move and hoist me up in a position that has my legs spread even wider.

He prowls toward me like a hunter set to devour its prey. Those fangs I adore so much snapping out as he stands beside me and a clawed finger caresses my cheek.

“You’re so beautiful, all tied up for me, Love.”

I whimper when the tip of his claw presses to my nipple, bringing a shudder through my entire body. With my gaze fixed on him, I cry out as pressure builds between mylegs, and I could swear he was actually fucking me with the purple fire that blooms all around us.

“Now, now, Love. I know you can be louder than that. Tell them how good it feels getting fucked by the magic of your monster.”

I do as he asks, letting go and bathing in the pleasure he brings me. For the first time, I can feel the heat of the flame touching my skin. It doesn’t burn me but sends my body into overdrive as it flares to life along the ropes.

My breath is caught in my lungs as wave after wave of ecstasy courses through me.

“You’re doing so good for me, Ev. Just breathe. Breathe with me.”

My lungs expand, and that heat filled sensation presses right to the tip of my clit, causing me to detonate like a bomb. I know for certain that there isn’t a soul in this realm that doesn’t hear me as I come for the violet demon standing by my side.

It feels strange to try and take a breath as I come down from the highest high I have ever experienced in my life, and Eryx allows the ropes to lower me before they all disappear. He scoops me into his arms, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“I think I just might enjoy eternity, so long as it’s spent with you.”

My mind doesn’t fully grasp his words as exhaustion and contentment settle into my bones. We enter our tent, and Eryx lays me down on the bed before settling me between his legs as he sits up against the headboard. I move so that I can gaze up at him and the satisfied smirk sitting on his face.

“Someone looks proud of themselves,” I say, propping my chin on his chest. My arm begins to ache, and I glancedown at the mark there to see it’s starting to fade.

“Eryx, what…”

He tilts my chin up, angling it so that he can kiss me. All of my thoughts vanish then, the only thing that matters is him. I move to straddle him, my arms going around his neck and fingers tangling in his long, dark strands.

That ache in my mouth I felt before begins to build. Opening my mouth, I lean down to his neck, certain that I need to bite him and have him bite me too, but he pulls back suddenly.

“Evolet, I need you to be sure you want this too.”

The seriousness in his eyes is so intense, and I find myself cupping his cheek to reassure him. “I want this.”

He shakes his head, confusing me. “No, I–”

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