Spellbound in the Stacks

by K. Iwancio

I lived for reading. It was the least expensive and easiest way to escape my completely fucked up life.

The cat had since become transfixed on, what seemed to be, my junk. I hoped my dick didn’t look like an enticing toy.

But for now, I was going to enjoy the fact that I finally had pussy in my bed for the night.

Or at the very least get my last few fucks in as a human before I was stuck being a cat forever. Even if Aidan wasn’t the one, then maybe I could have a little fun figuring it out.

But it was difficult to keep your thoughts straight when the woman of your literal dreams rode you like a hellhound to the underworld.

“I was trying to be a respectful gentleman but then someone decided to shove my dick down their throat.”

“Out of all the universes and worlds I’ve lingered in…” A tender kiss brushed against my earlobe. “...you’re the best thing I’ve ever found in any of them.”