Page 87 of The Slayer Seduction

“Make a mess and I’ll give you everything you want.”

Her eyes widen at those words and the caress of the Slayer’s delight has me shivering as I curl my fingers inside her, flicking them against that soft flesh.

Iris gasps, her thighs shake as her eyes widen and her grip in my hair tightens.

“Oh goddess, I’m gonna⁠—”

Her words are cut off as her tight little cunt pulses around my fingers, sucking me in deeper and a gush of well-earned release drips on to my hand and forearm.

“Good witch,” I tell her and she shivers as I keep my fingers inside her. She wiggles, trying to get me to slide them out, but I don’t, not right away.

She looks at me like she’s completely shocked and maybe slightly embarrassed by what just happened. I slip my fingers out of her, using my fingers to coat her nipple with her release before sucking it hard into my mouth again.

“That was fucking beautiful,” I tell her, climbing on top of her lithe body. “But you need so much more, don’t you?” I ask, cupping her face with no care in the world if my fingers are still coated in her. I want to cover her in us, make her see how perfect and sexy she is. How I can take her pain and sadness away even for a moment with pleasure.

She swallows thickly and I bring my mouth down to hers, grinding my clothed cock against her sensitive, exposed pussy. She gasps into our kiss but doesn’t break away.

“Take my cock out,” I say against her lips and when I look at her face, I know everything I need to.

She likes this side of me, this ability to let go and let me take the reins for a moment.

Her hands slightly shake as they slide between us, unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. All the while, I grab the neckline of my shirt and toss it on to the floor.

The first time I saw the Slayer’s marks on me, I hated them. It was another way that he took something from me. But as Iris’ hungry gaze eats up every inch of my body, I decide maybe I don’t hate them so much after all.

“I uh…take a potion,” she says, giving me permission to take her bare, and it has me feeling feral.

It seems like tonight is a first for both of us, because I’ve never been with someone without some form of protection between us.

My dick is dripping pre-cum and Iris licks her lips, unsure of what to do now that she has me out and ready.

“What now?” she whispers and all I can do is smirk.

“Oh, baby. Now I’m going to wreck you.”

Chapter 39

Iris

My heart stutters as the words fall out of Adam’s lips.

Before tonight, I viewed Adam as a comfort, both of us going through similar but completely different things at the same time.

But tonight? Seeing this side of him? I feel weightless.

I’m not stressing about anything. I’m too wrapped in how good he’s making me feel, how I don’t have to think.

He said he was going to wreck me and I want him to. It’s almost like receiving and giving pleasure is some sort of absolution for myself. I’m allowed to feel this good and free because I know without a doubt I’m safe with Adam and the Slayer.

How long had it been since I could truly let myself go?

Maybe never.

It’s easier than I thought, being sexual with someone, but I realize now that it’s deeper than that. I’m a sexual person; it was just never the right person.

Me and Adam, and me and Slayer, we’re fate.

With confidence I didn’t think I possessed, I grab Adam’s length. He’s thick and heavy in my hands, his flesh soft and hard all at the same time. He’s far bigger than anything I’ve ever put inside me and there’s some anxiety there.