Needing more, needing him inside of me, I lift my weight off of his lap, bracing my knees on the mattress and snaking my hands between us to unclasp his jeans and unzip the zipper. He helps me by sliding his pants down as I free his cock from the confines of his briefs.

Without our lips parting, I fist his length and push him inside of me. Dax groans in my mouth as I sink down on his cock, taking him fully.

I can’t help when a little keening noise leaves me as I grip his shoulders and ride him.

“How could I ever live without this pussy?” he asks and I feel myself clench around him. “Does my little demon have any shadows of her own?”

I concentrate hard, just like I did with the portal, imagining what I can do. I watch as a small tendril expands from me. It’s like it comes from me, but I don’t know where I start and it begins. The tendril tenderly pushes Dax’s hair back before it pushes his face into my breasts. I swear I nearly suffocate him as I bring his face to my chest. His hands grip my ribcage right beneath the curve of my tits.

His tongue reaches out, lavishing my nipple and playing with the piercing. The tendril is like an extension of me as it plays with Dax’s hair. I bounce on his cock slowly, grinding my clit against his pelvis.

With Dax’s hands wrapped around my waist, I’m shocked at the sensation of his shadows spreading my ass apart, gripping me to move faster. I’m intrigued and I can’t help myself when I have a tendril of my own magic wrap around his.

“Fuck,” Dax hisses, his mouth popping off of my nipple as he looks up at me. “Come on daddy’s cock, little witch.”

As soon as the words come out of his mouth, my pace picks up. I’m moving against him, trying to find my pleasure.

“That’s it, use me, make a mess on me, pet.”

That’s the sentence that does me in as I shatter apart on top of him. A combination of his hands and shadows hold me up and continue to impale me on his hard length. He keeps the same pace, thrusting into me. I clench around him and I can’t help it as my body quakes from the intensity of my orgasm.

His warm cum fills me as his hands tighten around my waist, his beard rubs against my chest as he holds me. I wrap my arms around him and rest my face against his shoulder.

We’re both panting, hearts racing as we hold each other. I look down and realize he’s fully clothed while I’m naked, yet again.