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Tonight is the ritual.
The one that will allow me to become the youngest High
Priestess in our coven’s history. At the ripe age of twenty-seven, I am the most powerf...
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“Suffering is good for the soul, Branwen. Be brave. Remember, sometimes to reach the light, we must manipulate the darkness.”
what you got, witch.” Her heavy-lidded eyes search out for my face. When she finds it, she smiles. “My demon,” she whimpers, trying to lift her hand out to me. I smile down at her. “That’s right. Pray to me.”
He kisses below my belly button. “No one will ever hurt you again.” He kisses just above where I want him. “Or I’ll burn them alive.”
your taste is on mine.” He forces the full length of his cock inside of me, causing me to gasp and my eyes to roll back. He’s thick and long, stretching me more than anyone ever has. “You can call me Roth, witch. Now, scream it as you come around my cock.”
“Good girl.”
“If I’m alive, it’s only because you need me,” he says with a moan. His grip tightens on my hair. “And if I’m good, it’s only for you.”
“It’s more extravagant because you deserve something that matches you. Now, shut the fuck up and let me put it on you.”
I’m not sure if it’s the fatelines talking or the trauma bonding, but he feels like home.
As above, so below, what you reap is what you sow, and all that good shit.”
