I give him one right back and he cackles.
I follow them over to the cake and wait patiently as the party rages on. Eventually night falls and I can toss the glasses and umbrella. Everyone is enthralled with the night, laughing, drinking, and celebrating the couple as I grab Ember by the wrist and drag her into the forest, just far enough away from the party to give us some privacy.
Ember’s fingers grip on to the tree bark as I slide my fingers up her dress, toying with her clit.
“You need me so fucking bad, don’t you, sunshine?”
“Always,” she whispers as I flip her dress, grab my cock, and sink myself into her warm pussy in one fast motion.
Ember moans as I sink my teeth into her throat, filling her completely.
She’s my everything, nothing compares to all the ways I have her, mind, body and soul.
“Make me come,” she rasps out.
My fangs retract from her shoulder, where I lick the small puncture marks.
“I think that can be arranged, Ember Auclair,” I say, as she clenches around me. I follow suit, filling her up with my release.
She pants against the tree and I push my release back into her, before fixing her panties and dress before turning her to face me.
“Really?” she says and I bite my lip.
“Now you’ll have a piece of me all night,” I say, and she rolls her eyes playfully.
“You’re insatiable.”
“For you, always,” I say, leaning down and kissing her lips.
“Vow it,” she whispers, and I kiss her again.
“I vow it,” I whisper against her lips, though there’s no vow necessary.
This witch is my obsession for the rest of my hopefully very long existence.
