Page 114 of The Slayer Seduction

The idea of him doing that to me, of handing myself over to him, whatever he wants to give me, and I’ll be completely safe.

“You could spell them so that you can take them off yourself,” he asks, as he holds a few long strands of silk in front of me. “If you ever feel uncomfortable, you’ll hold the word to release them or you can tell me red and I’d immediately untie you. We don’t have to if you don’t think that this would be⁠—”

I put my hand over his mouth.

“I’d like to try,” I whisper, lifting my hands to the same position he was in, and with a whispered spell I enchant the ribbons of silk to tie me to the bed, knowing that I can release myself at any time.

Adam groans, looking down at me like I’m irresistable, his cock is hard against his pants.

“Spread your legs and show me that pretty cunt,” he says as he grabs his shirt from the back of his neck, tossing it across the room. It feels like he takes his pants off incredibly slowly as I move my legs, completely presenting myself to him. “Color,” he checks in.

“Green,” I say with the utmost quickness.

Adam slides his hand over me, collecting my wetness, but not playing with me the way I’m desperate for. Instead, he uses my release for lube as he starts languidly stroking himself while eating up every inch of my body.

“You’re such a good witch,” he tells me as he uses two fingers to spread my pussy lips apart, his other hand still jerking himself off.

Never has sex been this intimate. This primal need for each other is heavy between us and I want him so bad. I want him to make me feel good; I want to please him, but more than anything I’m so fucking alive in this moment. I’m not thinking about anything besides the pleasure that’s about to consume both of us.

“Tell me, witch, before me and the Slayer, what would you do to keep this needy pussy busy?”

Heat flushes across my whole body with his crassness, and I lick my lips before I answer.

“I hardly ever touched myself, but when I did, I would just make my wand vibrate.”

This makes him smile widely, like he’s pleased with me. He clicks his tongue, his thumb swiping against my clit. Not enough to give me what I really need.

“Show me,” he says, grabbing my wand off the nightstand. It looks dainty in his hand and I’m not sure why I find it so attractive.

With a whispered phrase the wand vibrates and Adam inspects it.

“So all this time you walk around with this wand in your back pocket, you’ve been using it to get yourself off. That’s very naughty, Iris,” he says, and before I can answer, he’s placing it against my clit.

I gasp at the sensation. It’s been so long and I want to slam my legs shut, but he doesn’t let me, spreading me wide as he holds the wand against me.

“Fuck, you’re dripping all over the bed.”

He shifts himself, still holding the wand against my clit as he grabs himself by the base of his cock and slowly pushes the head inside me. I moan as he fills me and uses the makeshift toy against my clit. Instinctively I go to move my arms, but can’t. The feeling of being at his mercy only makes me wetter.

“I want to feel you gush all over me.”

The words shatter me, and I swear it’s like he put a spell on me, forcing me to come. The orgasm ripples out of me in waves and I’m a trembling mess as he fucks me through it, tossing the wand on the bed.

“Such a good fucking witch,” he says and the moment after I’m no longer looking at Adam, I’m looking into the Slayer’s eyes.

His mouth is lax and he looks down at where we’re connected.

“Can you remove the bindings?” he asks gently as I say the word, sending the silk falling onto the sheets before wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

His Adam’s apple bobs and his whole body is tight.

“Lie on your back,” I tell him, and he flops onto the bed immediately.

I climb on top of him, our size difference stark as my knees barely touch the mattress. The Slayer’s breath hitches as he looks at me, grabbing my hips. I drag a hand down his chest, my fingers following the patterns of his tattoos before I lean down and kiss him.

His grip grows tighter as I shift against his length, rubbing myself all over him.

As we kiss, I slip my hand between us, grabbing him and slowly slinking down on his cock. His eyes close and his lips part.