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To all Halloween lovers and everyone who's ever secretly dreamed about being railed by a hunky pumpkin god.
Her question was: How can I get laid?
Offer feelings and fire, and the Universe will respond. “Just not the Devil,” she murmured under her breath, shuffling the cards once again. “Give me a straightforward answer.”
Suzy’s heart sank. There it was. XV. The Devil. “Fine, but what does it mean?” she asked, raising her hand to pick another card.
Knowing she shouldn’t, she shuffled the cards again. And drew again. The pumpkin-headed, aroused Devil glared at her mockingly. And then, the Lovers, again. And third, the Magician.
There was something unsettling about the sharp accuracy of this second reading. It was uncanny that she had drawn exactly the same three cards in the exact same order.
“Fine,” she said finally. “I did ask for a clear outcome. Let’s take this literally: I’ll get to fuck the devil if I do a magic spell.”
He was the Devil from her Tarot card.
“Playing cat and mouse turns me on. When I finally get my hands on you, I’ll be so horny that I might even…”
First of all, it was orange. It might have been a trick of the flickering candlelight, and Suzy looked up at his pumpkin head just to compare the hue of its skin to that of his cock. Yep, definitely orange.
He tasted like pumpkin spice syrup, only with a sharper tang, more ginger, less sweetness. The texture was creamy, sliding down her throat like melted chocolate.
“You taste like Halloween,” she said.
Almost as long as her forearm, it was thickest at the base of its head and at its root. Five protruding, horizontal ridges ran around it, circling the shaft at even distances.
Jack thrust in her open mouth, filling it with the head of his cock, while her palm cupped his sack, heavy with balls. All four of them.
“Never cover yourself, witch. You are mine to see,” he said,
“You taste good, witch,” he said, an echo of his mischievous cackle in his voice. “But I won’t give you anything just because you beg me for it.”
“My way is the only way, witch,” he growled, and that growl vibrated through his body, through his cock, and right into her pussy, against her G-spot. Suzy’s arms almost gave at that point. Oh sweet merciful Goddess, she thought. His cock vibrated!
“It’s good you took the edge off, witch,” Jack said, his deep rumble teasing her overwhelmed nerve endings. “If you hadn’t, I would have simply fucked you fast and made you bleed. Or dead. And while I wouldn’t say no to fucking a corpse, you please me more alive.”
Even if she hadn’t been almost speechless with torturous desire, she still wouldn’t have found an appropriate response to THAT confession.
His heavy ball sack slapped against her clit in the most delicious way.
“I’m a demon,” Jack said finally. “Not a fucking scientist. I don’t know how attraction works, only that I am attracted to you.”
“Now, where was I?” he said, red and orange flames spilling out of his eyes. “Ah, your skin. It is so warm and pliant. It responds to my touch with such delicious intensity, blushing for me, shivering from my touch… And your flesh can be so adorably…” He slapped her bottom hard. “…jiggly.”
“For you, I’m always ready,” he said. “But it will take some time until you’re ready for my cock. A few minutes… and my magical pumpkin lube.”
“If I breed you, I can stay with you forever. A baby would be an unbreakable bond between us.”
“If you’d like, I’m ready to flood your womb with my very fertile seed,” Jack murmured. “Before, you only got the juice, without the seed.
But this time, I could give you the full mix. Tell me, Suzy. Would you like me to breed you?”
She got a label from a large sheet and quickly stuck it on to the bottle. The label read: Organic Pumpkin Spice Syrup. Contains monster semen, drink responsibly.
