The trade was sex for sexual energy. She read the fine print that mentioned the spell could be fatal should the incubus be strong and selfish enough to drain the participant. Otherwise, the witch would only feel a little tired and depleted of energy the following day.
Skylar bit her lip as she peeked up at her French-door fridge that had polaroids of all the spooky things she’d found in the wilds of the world. There were also some goofy ones of her with her few friends – many of which included Kaylee.
Hopefully all my energy drinks and potions will combat the energy-draining side effects.Because now that her mind had snagged on this idea... she was steadfastly committed to it.
She picked up the book and left the dining room and connected kitchen area to go to her private enchanting and alchemy room. The wooden floorboards creaked underneath her bare feet, and the sound made her heart race with nervousness.
Okay, I’m really going to do this.Her pussy clenched with anticipation and grew wet at the greedy idea of getting off, even if it was with a creature she probablyshouldn’tbe making a sexual bargain with.
It’s been a whole year. A girl has needs, and my toys just don’t feel real enough. I want to feel... alive.
Plus, what was the point of being a big bad witch if she couldn’t use her magic for nefarious reasons sometimes? It wasn’t like she was hurting anyone.
There was a little extra bounce in her step as she passed through the doorway to her witchy room, and the smell of herbs filled her nostrils. She clicked her fingers, and candles flickered to life with orange flames, giving the room a warm, inviting glow.
Along the black walls were frames of snake skeletons, pinned insects, dried flowers and herbs, and hanging crystal ornaments. Except for the wall with an intricate window, racks were lined with little glass bottles, vials, and jars filled with crushed herbs, questionable liquids, and all the spices any witch could possibly want. She had a collection that would be coveted by most, and she’d found them all over the world before she settled down and opened her café.
Will the incubus have horns, or a tail?
Her eyes grew wide, and she grinned when she laid the grimoire on the antique table on the opposite side of the room below the window. On it sat her childhood stuffed bunny that she’d shoved pins into, a cute cauldron incense holder filled with sand, and a photo frame filled with a moth that had an awesome natural skull pattern on its fuzzy body. She quickly lit magic-enhancing incense she’d made, as she figured she’d need it, and poked the bottom end into the sand.
Imagine if he has big wings!That would be so cool. She’d probably be obsessed with touching them.
Fuck. Why haven’t I had this idea before?!She’d read so many romance novels on aliens, monsters, and everything that went bump in the night that this was totally right up there with her kinks!
Her giggle was playful as she read the inscription, noting that she had to draw a magic circle on the ground with chalk or coal. Seven candles were to be inscribed with runic symbols – each one needing to be perfect – and carefully placed around the magic circle. She also had to offer up a small amount of her blood and do an incantation. After she’d double-checked that was all she had to do, she was so impatient and ready that she began straight away.
Alright, buddy, you better be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen and be the best lay of my life.Enough to tie her over for another year of self-proclaimed celibacy from dick and forget why she was summoning a boyfriend for the night in the first place.
One naughty, horny night coming right the fuck up!
Should she have thought more about the consequences, or done more research? Probably, but her pussy was in the mood, grabbing her by the reins, and she didn’t care about anything but easing it.
Chapter
Four
As she knelt on the ground with a blade next to her, multiple candles brightened Skylar’s face, except for the ones she’d placed on the wooden floor around the charcoal she’d used to make her magic circle. Their wicks were unlit and ready.
Her grimoire lay open on her other side, and she double-checked the inscriptions in the magic circle, then leaned back on her folded legs. Nervousness made her hands shake, and Skylar nibbled her bottom lip before thinking better of it because of her lipstick.
She wiped her teeth, fixed the skirt of her cute black dress, and then patted down her hair.I hope he finds me pretty.It likely didn’t matter, as the incubus was allowing himself to be called and would fulfil the contract regardless, but she wanted it to be enjoyable for both of them.
However, she did hope it would mean he would be extra attentive if he liked her appearance.
Taking a deep, calming breath, she blew it out and then clicked her fingers. All seven white candles sparked to life, and the inscriptions she’d written into them glowed red. With her hands trembling, she grabbed her ritual blade, and her heart managed to double its pounding.
Hot blood pumped through her veins and roared in her ears as she began to chant the words while keeping her eyes on the spell in her grimoire. Not wanting to do irreparable damage to herself, she sliced across the top of her forearm just deep enough to make a few drops of blood well.
The moment crimson sluiced from her skin and hit the charcoal, the magic circle shifted from dark grey to glowing red.
Her straight black hair fluttered back at the sweep of magic as it thrummed around the room in waves. The red glow brightened as sparkling glitter began to shimmer in the air around her. Goosebumps prickled along her ivory skin, causing the hairs on her arms to lift as immense power brushed over her.
It instantly made her pierced nipples harden and her insides quiver just from the mere taste, and she knew without a doubt that whoever she’d summoned would be someone strong. Someone powerful. Hopefully someone naughty and experienced who would lead her straight into a night of sinful debauchery.
An electric-blue limb emerged from the centre of the circle like a whale breeching the surface of the ocean, then another and another. Something was coming, and she hoped soon she would be too. Just coming and climaxing until she was a lewd mess.
Okay, big guy. Show me who you are!
