“Do you understand?” Dax repeats.
“Yes, daddy,” I reply automatically this time.
“Such a good witch for me. Do you think if I spank you hard enough, your magic will come out and play with mine?”
I groan at the idea. My mind is working overtime on how I could play with him. His shadows are impressive, but I can move objects without the need of shadows. I keep that thought in the back of my mind.
Dax hits me where my thigh connects to my ass, his fingertip ever so slightly grazing against my cunt. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter for him. He’s so all-consuming. Even with people watching us I’m completely enraptured by Dax and his magic. His shadows tighten around my limbs—smack—eliciting another groan, and I attempt to move my torso to get any friction.
Dax’s finger slides from my wet core, and he rims my asshole. “This ass looks gorgeous with my marks. Next time I’m going to plug this sweet ass when I spank you. Make you beg me to fuck you in the ass after your cheeks are nice and pink.”
I groan at his words and try to push myself closer to his hand. “Please, Dax. Please.”
“Begging already, pet? I told you what I wanted. You’re wet, but not dripping. What do I need to do?”
I make a petulant noise, not sure what he wants from me.
“Mmm, I think I know what you need.” His hands glide up my thighs and his touch is blazing, so warm that I attempt to pull away from his palm. The smacks rotate between each cheek and they’re rapid in pacing. I lose count but at least ten unearthly hot spankings to each cheek. My ass feels like it’s on fucking fire. It’s painful, but in a way that makes me want to beg for more. I’m panting and overwhelmed when Dax slides his fingers from my clit to my entrance, his fingers no longer hot, humming in approval. “There’s my dripping girl. Time for your reward.”
I wish I could see him. All I can do is watch our onlookers. Their eyes rotate between my reddened ass and whatever Dax is doing. My breaths are heavy as the anticipation lingers in the air. One of his shadows releases one of my forearms and tenderly pushes my hair back and strokes my spine. It feels sweet and caring. Who knew shadows would be my new thing?
“Dax,” I say in an impatient tone.
“I’m always telling you about patience, pet.”
A low growl vertebrates from my chest. My ass is hot, my cunt is dripping, and I need him to do something about itnow. Dax’s large hands grip my ass, spreading me apart, and I wince at his touch. Without even seeing him, I know he’s smirking. His hot fucking dimples likely on display. I want to tell him to fucking choke on razor blades, but before anything can leave my mouth, Dax’s magical mouth is on my clit.
I’m so wet I can hear him slurping up my wetness, devouring every last drop of me as his tongue lavishes my clit. His lips create the perfect amount of suction on the overly sensitive nerves. The tenderness of my cheeks as he grabs them only amplifies the pleasure.
“Yes, please don’t stop. Holy fuck.”
He hums against my clit and doesn’t stop. His nose nuzzles against my entrance and I wish I could have it all, have his mouth on me, his shadows surrounding me, his cock filling me to the brim. I want everything he can give me.
Dax stops licking me, and I groan in frustration. “Time to flip you over.” He doesn’t even give me a warning as his shadows flip me onto my back. The smoky tendrils holding my legs wide and spread as he grins at my needy pussy. I’m not sure when exactly Dax got naked, but I’m guessing when I was waiting for him to touch me. He’s devastatingly perfect. His chest is scattered with tattoos and chest hair. He’s muscular, but not in an overly cut way. I lick my lips as I take in every inch of him, including his perfect cock that curves up ever so slightly.
I meet Dax’s gaze, our eyes locking, and I know this is the moment I want my magic to come out. “Propius,”I whisper, flinging Dax’s body into mine. He has to use his hands to catch himself on the part of the bench that was previously holding my forearms. The bench groans from the sudden movement, rocking us backward as his body weight crushes against mine.
Dax groans, bringing his lips to mine. The kiss is hard and passionate, our tongues fighting for dominance. His shadows squeeze my thighs as his hands hold my torso tightly. Dax kisses down my jaw and teasingly tugs on one of my nipple piercings with his teeth before sucking the erect nipple into his warm mouth. The glide of the head of his cock against my wetness makes me moan. He smirks as he thrusts into me brutally, causing the bench to creak.
No one else in the room exists. It’s just Dax and me as he fills my pussy and holds me with his magic. I scrape my nails through his hair as he enters in and out of me. He has one hand holding my throat lightly while he uses the other to rub my clit.
“Need to feel you come on my cock, little witch,” he says, tightening his hold on my throat, making my eyes roll back as my orgasm hits me hard. His shadows hold steady as my legs shake and I grip his length. The hand on my throat loosens as I come down from my release. Dax’s green eyes watching in awe as perspiration covers both of our bodies and we pant lightly. “I want another one, pet.” I think I die just a little.
Dax looks over at someone in the audience. I can’t even look away from Dax. He’s the center of everything right now. It’s only when the Reaper from earlier hands him a toy do I realize he somehow communicated to the man what he wanted.
The buzzing breaks my attention, and I watch as Dax places the wand on my overstimulated, swollen clit. I lurch as soon as the device touches me and he smiles. His thrusts have slowed, but he still fucks me deeply with each one.
My hands are pushing against his chest, and he tsks at me. His shadows pulling them away and above my head. “I can’t,” I say.
“Yes, you can. Give daddy one more.”
Fuck me.
His thrusts increase and the buzzing of the toy is so loud it feels like my brain is muffled by static. The orgasm builds slowly. It’s like it takes over my whole body, my vision blurring, my hearing going out. My fucking face is numb. My pussy clenching tightly against Dax’s impressive length as he fucks me harder. It’s only when his body leans over mine do I realize he’s coming.
“Fuck, this pussy is perfect.”
It’s sudden when his magic disappears, and my legs and arms drop suddenly, making me wince. Dax pulls out and looks at me apologetically. “Sorry, babe. Lost my handle on them for a moment.”
