Contract Mate

Warning: R~18+. I am giving it a try.
Sometimes she wished that her own magic would not be her own worse enemy. Her life was pretty normal as it could get for being a witch. Nyxanna Loradel Wicka is the girl who hide behind her glasses. Those glasses hides her freakish golden eyes and that sets her apart from the other snobby witch girls. It was a sin to be clumsy like her and her klutzy mishaps sets off a chain reaction from another dimension to her own. She reels in a mate that kidnaps her to his own world. No fimilar faces nor other witches in the realm of the underworld. When her mate confesses that he is the king of the underworld, King Avalon Neron Dementa, what does she do? Shut a random door in his face and try to escape. Nyx finds a window in the luxurious chamber and jumps recklessly. Apparently she slams against the outer wall and dangles head first to the ground because of the now realized chain wrapped around her ankle. "Shit!" Nyx mutters glaring at the wall while nursing her bruised head. Nyx heard a loud bang and she felt herself being wrenched up by her chain. Her mate embraced her short body and she hidden her ruffled expression. The palm of his hand slapped against her bottom making her jolt up. She looked up to see him sinfully smirking in victory. Underneath her skirt, he rubbed his hand against her bottom. Nyx blinks and tilted her head. There was a breeze between her legs. She looks down and gap at his bold action.
" Where is my panties you perv!" Nyx screamed going full beast mode on him.
"Its part of the contract, you're mine"
"Fuck the contract!" Nyx spat out angrily.
Avalon raised an eyebrow at her, " Oh you want me to..." He whispered for her to only hear