Her heart pounded in her chest, fear mixing with a strange excitement. XXX He tried to move, but his body wouldn’t obey—he was completely paralyzed, trapped in this nightmare. A face, a name. She hated how much she loved it. The tome pulsed again, its energy surging through her as the images shifted, morphing into fragments of her future. Instead of feeling the control, the power of her magic, she felt something else—like her own spell had backfired, turning against her. Fill me!” she screamed her orgasm building, her body trembling beneath him. She spoke them softly, almost gently, and with them, a blade materialized from thin air, its surface black as obsidian, glinting with an otherworldly sheen in the dim light of the room.
