Demonic Spell (18+)

Epilogue

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*WARNING* Contains some vivid description of violence, brutality and sexual nature.

Pushing him, I stood up and stepped away from him, and a dejected look passed on his face as his hands fell on his side.

Walking backward until my back hit the door; I grasped the handle and saw the pain on Thallan’s face by my rejection.

“El?” He asked in a whispery voice.

I shot him a smile which I hope looks seductive enough or else I'm making a fool of myself.

“We don’t want any interruption, right?” I stated as I pressed the door lock and it snapped close with an echoing click.

Thallan’s nose flared when I took my time walking back to him and his eyes glowed into a darker shade of purple when I took my bra off, throwing it carelessly on the floor.

Stopping for about six feet from him, I find his mortal form appealing but it’s just a disguise that he needs to be able to mingle with other people.

What I want to see right now is his other form, not the demon’s because he was way too uncontrollable but Thallan’s incubus one.

“Thallan, I want to see you.” And knowing what I mean, his cropped hair lengthens and tattoos sprout on his chest.

This is the Thallan that I knew, the first form that I knew him from the start.

Walking forward to his waiting form, a thought passed on my mind.

This is the spell that entangles me and Thallan on its unbreakable bond, weaving and imbedding itself in our lives.

It’s a spell that neither of us can break from nor willing to do so, it’s our very own Demonic Spell..

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Waking up in a dimmed room because of nature’s call, I tried to roll away from the heavy arm that was slung on my waist but it just tightens more whenever I try to dislodge it.

“Thallan.” I slapped on his arm and he groaned in reply. “Let me go. I need to go to the bathroom.”

He groaned again but loosened his hold, giving me a chance to roll over the side of the bed to reach a robe to cover my nakedness.

Wincing at the shooting pain on my lower belly, I'm fully aware on the soreness between my legs but smiled in slight embarrassment at the remembrance of the cause of it.

Finishing my business, I went back to the warmth of the bed and I'm immediately engulfed by a much warmer body.

Sighing contentedly, I snuggled my back closer to Thallan’s chest.

“What are you wearing?” Thallan asked sleepily, tugging at the laces that kept my robe close.

“A robe.” I shrugged, making myself comfortable.

“Take it off.” He ordered groggily, tugging harder until I heard a slight tearing of the cloth.

“Fine!” I rolled my eyes on him and took the robe off before throwing it at a nearby chair.

“Better?” I squeaked when he suddenly pulled me down and encircles both his arms around me.

“Yeah, better.”

The even sound of his beating heart and warmth slowly lulled me to sleep, and paired with the hypnotic rise and fall of his chest, I was soon on my way to dream land.