Baby, It’s Witchcraft Anisa Damien All rights reserved.
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Prologue Desdemona “Dee” Scott sprinkled black dust over the circle and bit her lip. Trepidation raced through her body. She couldn’t back down now. She touched the amulet around her neck and chanted the spell that would bring the dark force forward. The circle would protect her from his power. This was the only way to ensure that her granddaughter, Alexis, found love and continued the Scott’s Witchhood line. Desdemona’s brown eyes widened as the dust swirled around the circle she’d drawn until a figure clothed in black materialized before her eyes. Her heart sped up. She primped her salt and pepper afro, knowing her ample figure had always had the ability to snag her ex-lover’s eye. She’d told herself after nearly thirty years she shouldn’t be affected by Drake’s handsome profile, but she was. His perfectly tanned skin had once contrasted against Desdemona’s ebony hues so perfectly. She shook her head. This wasn’t about them; it was about preserving Alexis’ heritage. “Thank you for coming,” she managed smoothly, gazing at Drake. He grinned, watching her with his piercing blue eyes. “As if I had a choice.” He stepped forward, his arms outstretched. “You look as beautiful as ever.” A shield around the circle prevented him from walking closer. “What’s this? You bind me like some animal!” Desdemona looked unfazed by his ire. “We’ve had some good times, Drake.” His eyes blazed fire. “Indeed, and is this any way to treat an old friend?” Desdemona smiled, her brown eyes twinkled. “I didn’t invite you here for me.” His eyebrows quirked upward. “Why am I here?” “I need your help.”
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Drake’s laughter echoed through Desdemona’s study. “My help? Surely you must have conjured up the wrong spell.” Desdemona walked closer, placing her hands on her hips. “You might be the former King of the Underworld and one of the top echelons of demons, but I know a heart beats within you --” Her eyes wandered over the black suit he wore. He made quite a handsome picture in his human form. “-- somewhere.” Remorse glimmered in Drake’s eyes before he looked away from her suspecting gaze. “Don’t go making assumptions you’d be better off not making.” “Well, it’s no assumption to know that your eldest son, Zephyr, has taken over the Underworld, and there is talk of overthrowing him because he’s half- human.” Fire flashed in Drake’s eyes as he growled. “He’s still my son!” Desdemona smiled. “Of course he is, but we both know that, sooner or later, someone will attempt to have him killed -- to challenge his reign. I’m proposing a way to keep that from happening.” “You want to help me?” “I want to help my granddaughter, Alexis.” Drake nodded his head. “Ah, the lawyer.” It didn’t surprise Desdemona that he knew about her life, despite the fact that they hadn’t seen each other in years. “You see, Alexis is the last link besides me to the Scott’s Witchhood and doesn’t feel that she needs to embrace her heritage.” “She sounds a lot like my Zephyr. He refuses to acknowledge what everyone knows, that the human blood in him makes him a direct hit for weakness.” “Having a heart is not a weakness, Drake!” “An argument that shall be a thorn between us for the duration, I see.” “Peace would reign in the Underworld if your younger son, Zenon, would reign.” Drake narrowed his eyes. “You’d have me betray my own son?”
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“We both know there’s a greater chance of him being killed by one of your elders as long as Zephyr reigns. How many times have you told me there’s no loyalty among demons?” “He’d never forgive me, nor would I forgive myself, should something happen to him. What is it you ask of me?” “I’ve cast a spell on Zephyr and Alexis.” Desdemona waved her hands. “It’s harmless. However, it’ll force Alexis to realize that there are more important matters than practicing the law.” “And what would Zephyr have to do with this?” Drake asked, stroking his chin. “Come now, we both know that your son is known for his philandering endeavors. I’m merely giving him a chance to exercise his talents.” Drake chuckled. “Are you playing matchmaker, Desie?” “Don’t call me that! You lost the right to call me anything after I found you with Zephyr’s mother.” She folded her arms over her bosom. “Helene didn’t mean as much to me as you did, Desdemona.” “She bore you a son. I think that would matter a great deal to the King of the Underworld.” “Helene was a mere mortal. A liaison, nothing more. What you and I shared --” Desdemona crooked her eyebrow at him. “Save it, Drake. Your smooth lines have no sway with me. Before I continue with my plans, I need to know that if I use Zephyr, I have your word that you will not retaliate. Ultimately, this could save your son.” “And if this little game you’re playing doesn’t work?” She frowned. “Do you doubt the potency of my spells?” “Don’t get your broomstick in a bunch, Desie. But consider the force you’re dealing with. Zephyr is the King of the Underworld. It would take quite a spell to take hold of him.” “Have you forgotten who you’re talking to? I’m a Scott.” Drake rolled his eyes. “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
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“You of all people should know a little seduction never hurt anyone.”
“Well, you’ve been avoiding my attempts all these years successfully enough.”
Desdemona smirked. “Maybe you just haven’t been doing it right.”
“Perhaps.” Drake smiled.
Chapter One The moan escaping her mouth couldn’t be coming from her lips. Alexis Scott yawned sleepily. The body-shattering thrust of a warm, hard cock gyrating between her legs brought her fully awake, or at least she believed she was. A man’s fingers massaged her clit with an expertise she hadn’t known existed. A sharp gasp tore from her mouth as she looked into a pair of sexy deep blue eyes. “Who… are… you?” Every word she managed to utter arrived with a huskiness she could scarcely remember, and the hard edge of arousal roughened her senses until she thought she’d cry out loud. The last thing she remembered was… was falling asleep on the couch, dreaming of L.L. Cool J’s body, Denzel Washington’s smile and Hugh Jackman’s -- everything! Too many late night movies, Lexie thought. The man on top of her grinned. Lexie had to admit she liked the way his lips seductively tugged one side higher than the other. Her gaze shimmied down the hard length of his body. Although he didn’t look a thing like Cool J, the straining muscles defined a cut physique and definitely could rival L.L.’s. The man’s tanned skin exuded health and the feel of his cock definitely felt healthy. Very healthy. Alexis grinned back. She had to be dreaming. When she was little, she’d been known to dream while fully awake. Sometimes, the old habit triggered back after too many late nights of compiling briefs and depositions. He gazed deeply into her eyes. His lips didn’t move an inch. You know who I am. “Oh!” she groaned as he thrust into her again, harder and sure of his sexual prowess. She arched her back. The air around her smelled of sex and wafted into her nostrils. “Mmmm… that feels good!”
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You’ve forgotten already? Maybe this will help you to remember. He placed both of her legs atop his shoulders and then put the palms of his hands on her ass, pulling her hips full-fledge against his cock as he slammed into her. “Ohhh!” Lexie screamed, clenching his upper arms as an orgasm exploded through her body. See that you don’t forget again! Her eyes fused into his. How the hell could a woman forget a climax like that? Her heartbeat hammered against her chest as her muscles tightened like a vise and vibrated fiercely against his cock. His lips pressed against hers. His tongue dipped deeper into her mouth, sampling her taste. He broke away, passion, rough and ragged, imprinted on his handsome face. That same mouth expelled a fierce grunt as he slid his cock in and out of her slick heat. He ground into her, filling her pussy up with long, hard strokes and manipulated her hips to ride against him in a frantic dance. Yesss! He moaned. His body shook as he came. He held her still against him as his hot seed spread deeply into her womb. Lexie was on fire! Her whole body felt as if she were being consumed by a delicious heat from her toes to the roots of her hair. He leaned down, stroking her lips with the tip of his tongue; all the while his gaze was on her. You have a most succulent pussy! Despite the blunt approach of his words, Lexie found their meaning thrilling, empowering, and she felt better than she’d felt after fucking any of her ex-boyfriends. Hell, mystery man was better than her Maximum 2000 vibrator. Who was this man? She smiled. “I’ll take that as a compliment. You weren’t too bad yourself. I’m Alexis.” She gazed at him. “And you are?” He smiled roguishly. I’m a king.
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Lexie rolled her eyes. A man gives you a couple of mind-blowing orgasms and suddenly he’s Master of the Universe. “No. Seriously. I must have conjured you in my dreams.” She had tried -- successfully -- to disregard her powers. Playing the role of Glenda the Good Witch had no bearing on her day to day life. Did you? He eased slowly out of her body, still hard and throbbing. You have one hell of a way of dreaming. Next time, I will be ready for you. She turned to face him, propping herself up on her elbow. “There won’t be a next time.” He was silent for a moment and then turned to look into her eyes. I will have more of you. Much, much more. But now, I must go… I’m being summoned. Next time, you may call me Zephyr when you come. Before Lexie could utter another word, he vaporized into thin air, leaving her speechless and aching for his rock hard cock. She groaned, plopping her head back on her pillow, knowing there was no going back to sleep after this, not when all she could see was a pair of sinful blue eyes. Now, what were the odds of a sexy man appearing in her bed? Lexie thought. She never used her magical powers at whim. Hell, she never practiced her witchcraft at all. Maybe her loneliness had gotten the better of her. Lexie frowned, knowing that none of her reasonings added up. She was too practical for games of chance. She shot straight up on the bed. Her mind came to the only conclusion that made any sense. “Desdemona Scott! What have you done?” Lexie pushed the covers back and searched the two-story Victorian. No Desdemona to be found. She crossed her arms over her chest. There was no way she was letting this little incident go. If this was a result of her grandmother’s insistent meddling into her private affairs again, there would be hell to pay!
Chapter Two “Who dares to summon me?” Zephyr roared, his voice echoing through the fortress of the damned. His domain. His home. Portions of his dominion thought he wouldn’t fare well as the new King of the Underworld, being half flesh born and half demon. As his father had often told him, his notorious deeds with the female persuasion could bring him the respect of his legions. He would rule and not be questioned. He inhaled deeply as his body transformed into his demon form. Onyx skin, the color of the night sky, etched with red tribal markings on his forearms, chest and back. His tiger-like golden eyes closed as the scent of pussy washed over him. He’d never felt so deeply when it came to pleasuring himself while within a woman’s body -- a human one at that. He’d never felt so at home, so at peace. He’d grown cautious, restless even around the very subjects he was to trust. He blamed his human side for contemplating such unsettling thoughts. It unnerved him that he couldn’t seem to stop craving the human, especially when there were women lined up to do his bidding. Fellow demons. His own kind. Zephyr reopened his eyes. He knew the truth, though he’d never admitted it. He’d never felt a part of his kindred, though blood of the damned was in his body. Why her? “It is I, my liege,” Raisa, his mistress, proclaimed, materializing out of the shadows. Zephyr could smell her fear and anger. He couldn’t rid the essence of the sex he’d just had off of his body any more than Raisa could pretend she didn’t smell the aroma of passion. “Why do you lurk around like that?” Zephyr barked, turning to face her.
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“Why do you continually snarl at me?” she countered. Raisa was one of the most sought after mistresses in the Underworld. Her ebony skin was flawless. Ruby red lips, flowing jet black hair, and talents with her body made many a demon fight for her attention, that was until he’d snared her for himself. He sighed. It had been a long time since he’d nestled his cock between Raisa’s thighs, especially since she’d deliberately sought another as her lover -- his own brother at that. He didn’t have to be reminded that there was no loyalty in a land of demons and the damned. “If you don’t want me to yell at you, Raisa, then go find my brother.” His eyes bored into hers. “I’m sure he can find a more intriguing way to entertain your needs.” She pouted at him, anger flashed in her eyes. “Damn you --” “Careful what words you utter from your lips.” Zephyr turned abruptly, suddenly tired, yet his cock stirred at the thought of revisiting the ebony beauty. Her velvety cunt left him thirsty for more. It’d been a long time since he’d let himself hunger for a woman, especially a fully human one. Raisa sidled up to him, using her generous curves to allure him. “Don’t you remember how good it was between us?” Zephyr stiffened, amazed that he no longer felt slighted by her betrayal. He felt nothing. “No.” He turned away from her. “I no longer remember anything concerning us, Raisa. That time has come and gone.” “It could be like that again,” she pleaded. Her eyes narrowed. “You smell of humanity. Have you been with a human?” The urgency and desperation in her voice made him angry. Zephyr refused to turn around and cursed the human side of himself for even feeling the slightest bit of compassion. Emotions like those could get him killed. “That’s none of your affair.” “You would choose a human bitch over me?” “Don’t bother me again,” Zephyr barked. “There are other men available to spread your legs.” “You fucking maggot!” Raisa lunged for him.
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Zephyr raised his hand and, within an instant, her body was suspended in the air. The force of his hold tightened. His eyes flashed fire and narrowed into tiny slits. He roared, “I suggest you never try that again, or I’ll have you banished to the Nethers or worse. Do you understand me?” He watched as her body went still with alarm. The Nethers was neither Hell nor Heaven, a desolate stretch of land filled with idleness. “Yes!” she replied. Zephyr waved his hand, releasing Raisa from his hold. She landed in a heap before his feet. He scowled down at her. “Don’t make the mistake of assuming just because I’m half-human that my wrath holds mercy.” “My King, I --” she cried out. Zephyr vanished before she could finish. He would not be questioned, by anyone.
*** Alexis was having the day from hell. One judge had rejected one of her pleas and the other tossed her motion to dismiss to the curb. Just another exciting day in her world at Lowenstein, Burke & Jeffries, where she practiced criminal law. She had to change the odds in her favor, or she’d surely hear about it from the other partners. “Grandmother? I know you’re there. Pick up,” she demanded into the receiver of the phone. It seemed mighty strange that Desdemona had not been available all day. Sometimes her disappearances were a result of her helping others in need, but even then Desdemona would make some sort of contact. “When you get this message, we need to talk. I’ve been having the strangest visits, from a demon no less, and I want to know what you know about it.” Alexis sighed, aware that trying to tell her grandmother to stay out of her love life was like trying to tell her not to be a witch. Witchcraft had taken Alexis’ parents away when she’d been a mere child. Both had been killed by a warlock, and she would not partake in any magic of any sort.
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Except sleeping with a demon. Alexis shook her head, returning the phone receiver back to the cradle. Nothing made sense anymore, and she didn’t like it. And why could she not get this man, this creature, out of her mind? On a deeper level, she had to admit that he excited her, thrilled her. Her body had never felt so alive. Nor had she. She refused to think that what she was feeling was anything more than lust. With lust, at least she could simply say no. She didn’t want to turn him away. Alexis rubbed her tired eyes. A quick look at her watch confirmed that it was approaching 10 o’clock. She could go for a good massage right about now. “I could do that, if you’d like,” a seductive voice said from behind her.
Chapter Three Lexie whipped around, her heartbeat thudding against her chest. Her gaze collided into those same midnight blue eyes from earlier that morning. She’d never seen a man with eyes so radiant. Her pussy tingled as his gaze traveled over her face. He remembered too. It hadn’t been a dream. “What are you doing here?” “I had to see you again.” He walked closer. “How did you know I wanted to see you?” Lexie could have sworn she was getting hotter. “Is it me, or did the temperature rise?” “Did it?” He stopped in front of her. “I didn’t notice.” The secretive smile on his face could turn a saint to a sinner, she decided silently. Her fingers longed to touch the short croppy blond curls. His face was etched with hard angles; his bottom lip was generous and looked so damn sensual. He stood at about six feet tall; his muscular build left her mouth dry. “I don’t know you.” “I’d say that we know each other very well, Lexie.” His voice caressed her in barren places she hadn’t let another man touch in ages. “How do you know my name?” He grinned and her heart lurched into her throat. “First of all, my name is Zephyr. Second, you told me this morning.” Alexis tilted her head, refusing to look affected by the mention of their liaison. “And third?” “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” He took one step and his lips were on hers, his tongue licking the inner recesses of her mouth.
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Zephyr backed Alexis up to her desk, fumbling over her chair. He stretched out one hand and the chair vaporized into thin air. She broke away from his lips. “I need that chair.” “I’ll get you a thousand more.” He sighed, reaching behind her. In the blink of an eye, her neatly organized desk was cleared and documents and notes littered the floor. “Did you come to my office just to make a mess?” she asked, unable to tear her eyes away from the electricity she witnessed within the ferocious glare he focused on her. Alexis felt her pulse race. The desire to fuck this extraordinary being was so strong it scared her. It wasn’t like her to be this impulsive. Work came out on top every time. Why did she want this time to be different? “I came here for you.” He leaned forward, pinning her against the desk. “I came to make you come.” He smiled. “Again.” Zephyr waved his fingers, and within a blink of an eye, gone were his trousers and stark white shirt. He stood before her completely, impressively naked. Alexis tried to stop her eyes from bulging out of her head. The man -- the demon -- was hung like a horse. She licked her lips. His cock looked so damn tempting. She forced her gaze upward to face him and frowned. “Maybe I don’t want you.” He laughed. “Do you think you could lie to the son of the devil?” Her eyebrows quirked upward in surprise. “I conjured up a demon as a sex toy? This gives new meaning to horns, fire and brimstone.” “Try King of the Underworld,” Zephyr said, unbuttoning her shirt. He unhooked the front clasp of her bra and dipped down to suckle her ebony-crested nipples. He straightened to look in her eyes. “Would that bother you?” At the moment, nothing could bother her more than Zephyr not finishing what he’d started. “It’s just sex, right?” “Can you handle that?”
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Alexis closed her eyes. Desire ripened in her belly. A demon with one hell of a tongue! “Can you?” “Try me!”
Zephyr gazed down into her chocolate brown eyes. He’d always been a ladies man, but it was different this time. Zephyr lifted her up, placing her gently on the desk. His eyes raked over her. Her skirt showed off plenty of her long legs. Shapely and toned. The soft curves of her hips and ample breasts made his mouth water. He liked women with meat on their bones. He inhaled; her scent was sweet like honey. He couldn’t explain why he was so drawn to the human. He thought of her every moment, being inside her, tasting her rich skin. Zephyr had never wanted to claim a woman more. Alexis Scott. Even her name brought him ease, a feeling he couldn’t accomplish in his own dominion for fear someone wanted to kill him. With her, he found release. Freedom and pleasure. That outweighed any unsettling questions in his head. Zephyr stepped between her legs, widened them so that her skirt hitched up around her waist. His cock twitched and pounded fiercely. He wanted to consume this woman as his own. That need caused him to be rougher than he’d intended, and the scraps of lace that covered her pussy practically disintegrated into thin air. He looked into her eyes. “I’m afraid I can’t get enough of you.” He cupped her mound with his hand, felt her juices melding into his heated skin. Lexie sighed. “Mmmm, whatever will you do?” Zephyr didn’t respond, instead he hooked her legs around his waist and plunged into her. He looked up and noticed the door was wide open. He waved his fingers to shut it. The fact that prim and proper Alexis Scott, a woman who went by the rules, was getting fucked on her desk in her office only confirmed to him that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
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“Zephyr!” she cried out loud, bracing herself against his shoulders as he delved deeply into her pussy. He wanted to fuck her until she begged him to stop. “Yes!” He grinned, loving the sound of his name on her lips. He leaned over to kiss her lips and pulled away, feeling her dizzying effect on him. “How much do you want me?” He thrust harder, causing her to cry aloud again. “Say it! Are you afraid I’ll break your control, Alexis?”
Alexis eyed him with suspicion. Her first response would have been “Yes” but she couldn’t let him know just how close he was to doing exactly that. She didn’t respond. She couldn’t let him know how emotionally linked she was to wanting to have someone in her life. Someone like him. A demon? She didn’t know how to respond to her own question, so instead she focused on the erotic sensations he manipulated her body with. She met him thrust for thrust, her desk bracing her against hard licks of his cock. Zephyr lifted her up in his arms, his cock still buried deep within her, her legs still straddled his waist. He turned, plastering her up against the glass window where anyone could see her bare ass and their passionate tryst. She couldn’t bring herself to care as need shot down to her pussy. She clung to him, her body completely open for whatever he had to give. He wasn’t gentle as he sought every ounce of passion with the frantic pumping of his hips. “Fuck! Zephyr, don’t stop. Please don’t stop!” she begged. “Is this what you want?” Alexis looked into his blue eyes, impatient frenzy reflecting back at her. In that instant she felt they knew so much more about each other than words could say. The loneliness echoed through their souls and found solace. Peace, not wariness. “Yes,” she moaned, meaning it with all her heart. Her pussy muscles clenched in time with the vibration of his release as they came together.
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Zephyr roared her name. Alexis swore she’d never seen anything as intensely beautiful as she watched the ragged emotions play against his face. She knew what it must have taken for him to display such depth. She hugged him closer as the tide of his seed and her own climax left her breathless. For a long moment, they stood frozen in position, neither making a sound other than the chaotic pounding of their hearts. Slowly, he disengaged their bodies, kissing her lips. A sound behind them broke them out of the magic they’d passionately made. “Hello, brother,” a raspy male voice growled. Zephyr didn’t have a chance to get his defenses together before the handsome raven-haired demon clapped his hands. The harsh sound echoed painfully in Lexie’s ears as she cringed. A glowing orb formed around the demon’s palms as he hurled it in the air, waving his fingers at Zephyr. A ball of fire whirled toward them. Zephyr pushed Alexis away just as the light exploded into tiny sparks against his flesh, striking him square in the chest. He vaporized before Alexis’ eyes with an angry howl. Zenon smiled wickedly at her as she rushed to cover herself. His glowing golden eyes roamed over her approvingly. “Sorry to interrupt. My brother and I have business to attend to.” He disappeared, leaving Alexis in a lump on the floor.
*** “Desdemona Scott! I need to speak to you -- right now!” Alexis yelled, swiping the tears from her eyes. Her mind whirled with emotions. Her heart ached after watching Zephyr being wrenched away from her, possibly for good. She needed answers. Desdemona walked down the stairs, dressed in her nightgown, looking flushed. “Sweetheart, what is it?” Alexis flung her briefcase on the couch, her hands on her hips. “Please tell me you’re not behind these visits with Zephyr.” She walked closer, pleading with the only person she trusted in her life. “Please tell me you didn’t cause him to be vanquished.” Desdemona met her hurt gaze. “You love him?”
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Alexis turned away from her grandmother’s prying eyes. “How could you do this to me?” She turned and slumped down on the couch, her face in the palm of her hand. Desdemona sat down beside her. “My dear child, how could I not?” “I have a right to my own life, Grandmother,” she said, snapping her head upward. “You didn’t have a life before Zephyr.” “That’s your opinion,” Alexis countered. Desdemona shook her head. “It’s the truth.” She sighed. “I didn’t cause Zephyr to be vanquished.” She proceeded to tell her about the unsettling war in the Underworld. Alexis felt the tears slide down her face, unable to hide them. “I couldn’t help him, and now I may never see him again.” Desdemona put her arms around her beloved grandchild. “I’m so sorry, my dear. I only wished to show you that there was more to life than work. True love is magical.” “I couldn’t agree more,” a male voice spoke from the staircase. Alexis met the gaze of a man who was almost the exact replica of Zephyr, and the same passionate blue eyes shone into hers. She looked at Desdemona, her eyebrows crooked. Desdemona smiled at Drake, and then back at Alexis. “Sometimes love can beat out all other tribulations.”
*** Three weeks later, Alexis was having trouble believing Desdemona’s words as she hadn’t heard about Zephyr. In the days that passed, Drake had crossed over to fully take on a human life. His door to the legions had been closed. She shook her head. If her grandmother had found love again couldn’t she try to hold on to her own? But with every day that passed it seemed nearly impossible Zephyr that could find his way back to her, if he even wanted to.
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She turned over, unable to fall asleep. She didn’t want to go to sleep when all she saw was Zephyr and remembered what it felt like to make love to him. She never thought it possible, but she missed him. So much had changed in a short time, starting with a leave of absence from her highly stressful law career. Nowadays she spent most of her time learning more and more about her powers and her heritage as a witch. Desdemona was opening her eyes to the ways that she could help others -- truly help others, beyond hoping what justice would do for them. Alexis pounded her fist into her pillow. If this is what loving someone was about, she wasn’t sure she wanted to do it. She wasn’t sure -Not sure if you have it in you to love me, a voice broke through to her. Alexis shot straight up in the bed, her senses on high alert. Her eyes made out the dark figure coming toward her. Her skin tingled in anticipation. Her heart pounded with hope. Zephyr, Alexis said, using one of her newly acknowledged powers. The moonlight pouring into the room uncovered the rugged angles of his handsome face, and Alexis swore she would cry out loud. “It is I,” he said in a whisper. She bolted out of the bed and into his waiting arms. “You came back to me.”
Zephyr pulled her against his hard flesh. He kissed her roughly, unable to hold back. He never thought he’d be so glad to be human. Fully human and in love. “I’d walk through Hell all over again to do it.” “But your kingdom. How will we make this --” Zephyr pressed his fingers against her lips. “None of that matters now. I gave it all up. Zenon is the new King of the Underworld.” Alexis’ mouth trembled against his touch. “You did that for me?” He picked her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed. His cock was swollen and ready for her. “What I want is you. All of you, as a man who is by your side, not just the King of the Underworld. What do you think of that?”
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He laid her down on the bed, pressing his weight against her body. He moved against her, the ridge of his cock wiggled against her pussy. Alexis sighed. “Baby, that’s the kind of witchcraft a woman can live with.” Zephyr chuckled as he stripped off her clothes. “I like the sound of that.” She giggled. “I thought you would.”
Anisa Damien Anisa Damien writes African-American and multicultural sensual romance. As a member of Romance Writers of America, Anisa has been immersed in romance genre and creating characters known for their diversity for several years. Anisa resides just out of Chicago with her family where she dreams up the mischief she can put her characters through. Readers can contact her at:
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