Chapter 24
Serenity
THE SMIRK DANTE WORE, EXPOSING his demonic canines, promised something wickedly delicious. I probably should’ve been freaked out. He was right in saying this revelation had just altered reality for me. Suddenly, the world wasn’t a big accident with only humans stumbling about.Demonsexisted.Magicwas real.
And I’d never been more excited.
This was what I’d always longed for as a dreamer. I’d always felt alone and saddened by reality. Worlds where magic was abundant and creatures dwelled had always been much more attractive to me.
Now I stared into the eyes of one of those “mythical” beings.
The eyes ofDante.
A shiver skated down my back as filthy, erotic images of dark skin and horns peeking up from between my thighs darted through my head. I couldn’t deny how curious I was to learn more about what an Incubus could do. He seemed just as eager to show me.
He rushed forward and snatched me by the waist. I gasped just as shadows funneled around us, making the world go momentarily dark and cloudy. When they cleared, I stood in the center of Dante’s bedroom. No sooner had the twoof us appeared here than Dante stepped back. His figure instantaneously blended into shadows before vanishing entirely.
I turned in circles, quickly looking all around with wide eyes, only to find myself alone in the large room. “Dante?”
A tingling cool sensation wrapped around my wrists. I looked down, but before I could see what was there, my arms were yanked up and over my head. I gasped and looked up at my hands, which seemed bound by some invisible force. I tugged against the feeling, but my arms remained in the air as though tied in chains that hung from the ceiling.
“I can do this,” Dante’s voice chuckled close to my ear.
I looked over my shoulder, but there was no sign of him.
“Or,” came his deep voice from somewhere in front of me now, “I can do this.”
My skirt and top abruptly deteriorated into smoke, blowing away until I stood completely naked with hands still bound above my head by an unseen force. Every inch of my bare skin heated, and I gave another futile tug on the hidden chains.
“D-Dante,” I gasped softly.
The cold air on my hot flesh made desire instantly settle between my thighs. I pressed them together, both loving and dreading the friction—loving it, because it felt good but dreading it, because something told me I wouldn’t get a release anytime soon.
“Fucking look at you,” Dante growled, his voice echoing deep and rough all around me.
Cool, featherlight touches trailed along my waist, wrapping around my body. The sensation was familiar, and I realized with a gasp what it was.
“It was you,” I accused breathlessly as the tingling brush of air glided over the curves of my stomach and between my breasts where my moon phase tattoo was. “Y-You were the one d-doing stuff to me that night after the bar and while I was with Bradley.”
The disembodied chuckle was void of shame or remorse. “Guilty.”
I couldn’t believeDantehad been behind both of those moments, a figure cloaked in shadows, watching me as he claimed me with … I wasn’t even sure what this was. His demon magic manifested, shadows,him—I had no clue. What Ididknow was that this new realization had my center throbbing with wet need. Since day one, he’d wanted me in a way I’d never been wanted before. He’d given mepleasurein a way I’d never experienced before.
The tendrils of cool sensation curled over the tops of my breasts before engulfing my puckered nipples. I bit my lip to bite back the groan I wanted to let loose.
“Don’t hide those pretty moans from me now, Star,” Dante ordered, his voice low and right in my ear. “The quieter you try to be, the louder I’ll make youscream.”
His tongue licked up the side of my throat and onto my ear. I shivered and groaned as my head fell sideways to expose more of my throat to him. No sooner had he momentarily appeared to tease my neck than he disappeared again, leaving me panting and hungry for his touch.
My arms were beginning to get sore from being held over my head, yet that flare of discomfort seemed to add to the fire raging at my center. The light fluttering of Dante’s powers continued their teasing and twisting of my breasts. I trembled slightly and rubbed my thighs together, relishing in the small jolt of pleasure that followed.
“Wh—What is this stuff?” I asked between pants. “What are you touching me with?”
“Shadows. My demonic essence in a more tangible form.” As if to prove his point, the shadows suddenly grew in color until I could see the black and gray whisps binding my body and touching me.
“Feels good,” I sighed as those shadows slid slowly across my stomach to the top of my pussy.
“I know it does,” he purred. The shadows wrapped around my thighs, circling around and around like rope slowly traveling the length of each leg. “That’s what it means to be an Incubus. I know how much you like everything I do to you. I know how much you want me. I know how badly you crave being dominated and fucked senselessly.”
