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Chapters (42)
  1. Charming Your Dad
  2. Spotify Playlist
  3. Dedication
  4. Content Warning
  5. 1. Blair
  6. 2. Dax
  7. 3. Blair
  8. 4. Dax
  9. 5. Blair
  10. 6. Dax
  11. 7. Blair
  12. 8. Dax
  13. 9. Blair
  14. 10. Blair
  15. 11. Dax
  16. 12. Blair
  17. 13. Dax
  18. 14. Blair
  19. 15. Dax
  20. 16. Blair
  21. 17. Blair
  22. 18. Blair
  23. 19. Dax
  24. 20. Blair
  25. 21. Dax
  26. 22. Blair
  27. 23. Dax
  28. 24. Blair
  29. 25. Dax
  30. 26. Dax
  31. 27. Blair
  32. 28. Blair
  33. 29. Dax
  34. 30. Dax
  35. 31. Blair
  36. 32. Dax
  37. 33. Blair
  38. 34. Blair
  39. 35. Blair
  40. 36. Dax
  41. About the Author
  42. Acknowledgements

My hands are pushing against his chest, and he tsks at me. His shadows pulling them away and above my head. “I can’t,” I say.

“Yes, you can. Give daddy one more.”

Fuck me.

His thrusts increase and the buzzing of the toy is so loud it feels like my brain is muffled by static. The orgasm builds slowly. It’s like it takes over my whole body, my vision blurring, my hearing going out. My fucking face is numb. My pussy clenching tightly against Dax’s impressive length as he fucks me harder. It’s only when his body leans over mine do I realize he’s coming.

“Fuck, this pussy is perfect.”

It’s sudden when his magic disappears, and my legs and arms drop suddenly, making me wince. Dax pulls out and looks at me apologetically. “Sorry, babe. Lost my handle on them for a moment.”

“It’s okay,” I say. Totally ready for him to bundle me up in a soft blanket and snuggle for a good ten hours.

He bends my legs for me, so that they’re now resting on a lower part of the bench. “You good?” he asks, stroking my skin and pushing my hair back.

“More than good,” I say, grinning at him.

His firm hands grip at my torso to sit me up. I feel a little dizzy, but I get my bearings and I finally look at the crowd. My jaw drops when I see the person walking past our stage.

“Stevie?”

21. Dax

Chapter 21

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It’s a really uncomfortable feeling when the woman you just had the best sex of your life with calls out her cousin’s name as soon as you pull out your wet dick.

Looking over my shoulder, I’m shocked when I see the red headed witch on the arm of a vampire. The woman she’s with has olive toned skin and dark curly hair; she’s lean and towers over Stevie.

“Why the fuck is your cousin here?” I ask, looking at Blair. She’s completely blissed out. I was looking forward to holding her and taking some time to relax, but now it seems someone has decided to ruin my plans. I quickly grab my clothes and start to dress myself.

“I have no idea.” She says it in an airy way. Like she wants to take a nap, not deal with this shit. We probably went a little too hard considering we were supposed to be doing a job. But holding back around Blair is proving to be impossible. I want to give her everything, explore each other and the world together. Shit, I’m really getting ahead of myself. Can you blame me? She’s special. Not just the way our magic connects, but it’s like we fit well together, what each other has been searching for.