Contract Marked: a Dark Paranormal Romance
Copyright© 2025 by Alice Craft
Chapter 20: Cal
Supernatural Sex Story: Chapter 20: Cal - I didn’t believe in magic, monsters, or anything that defied logic. But that was before the fortune teller’s chilling prophecy, before my best friend vanished into thin air, and before him—the unnaturally beautiful and dangerous being who took her in the first place. Now, I’m trapped in a deadly game between two immortal rivals, each more ruthless than the last. To save my friend, I made a deal with, not one, but two monsters. If I fail? My mind, my body, and my soul will belong to them forever.
Caution: This Supernatural Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Coercion NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Paranormal Magic Demons Humiliation Rough Oral Sex Sex Toys Slow
I was seconds away from snapping. My usual calm and collected self unraveled by some Lower Realms’ being.
The arena had transformed into a pit of chaos. Tatianna’s expression turned venomous, her eyes narrowing, sharp teeth barring like the snake coiled around her body. She barked orders at the guards who entered the private box. At one point, she snapped at me to do something about the Lower Realms’ beings escaping. Had dared to order me until I cast her a deadly look that had her reeling back and storming out.
Onlookers stirred, a hum of voices and roars gradually growing in strength as the two Lower Realms’ beings fled the arena. I stood, hands folded behind my back, as my gaze roved over the splatters of blood decorating the dirt ground, over to the three-headed beast that resembled a clotted mess of flesh and blood against the arena wall, before finally landing on the fleeing Lower Realms’ beings, highlighted by the spotlights.
“If that stupid woman had gotten herself killed...” I cursed under my breath. She couldn’t die here. Not yet. Dezmandaro needed to be the one to dirty his hands with her blood, to watch the life drain from her. To bring him back to reality, back to his former self, and away from the reclusive fantasy he had been living in for far too long.
Erin and the other woman had disappeared into the woods, and I had no way of knowing if they had made it. I frowned, remembering the enticing way Erin’s dress had hugged her curves, the slit extending up her thigh where I had craved to slide a hand beneath the fabric and feel her squirm beneath me. Dirt had covered her feet and she’d lost her heels, but she hadn’t seemed to care. Her wrists had been rubbed raw, the tender flesh pink with dried blood, and unexpected anger had uncoiled within me. That another had left their marks on her before I could. That I had missed the pain breaking across her face as she struggled, her pupils dilating in fear as tears welled in her eyes. The same eyes that shone with determination as she outsmarted Tatianna to save her friend.
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