Contract Marked: a Dark Paranormal Romance
Copyright© 2025 by Alice Craft
Chapter 26: Cal
Supernatural Sex Story: Chapter 26: 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 didn’t bother to see if Erin followed. I knew she would, her light steps shuffling several paces behind me. Staying close enough to follow while maintaining a healthy distance between us. Cautious and wary. Not that it mattered. She was in my dimension now, under my thumb, with no one to save her if I chose to chain her up and...
I frowned at the turn of my thoughts. At what I’d almost done to Erin when I had her pinned to my armoire, whimpering in pain. No, I refused to be like Dezmandaro, succumbing to my baser needs like a Lower Realms’ being.
So why couldn’t I get Erin Jay Williams out of my head?
I should’ve let Dez kill her. If I’d waited just a moment longer, maybe those claws would’ve fully choked the life from her. Dez would have woken from his false dream. His pretend play at a happily ever after with another Lower Realms’ being. With Erin’s blood on his hands, he would’ve remembered who he really was—a ruthless, selfish monster, just like me. We would’ve smoothed the situation over with the Council, and then he would’ve returned to my side, where he belonged.
So why the fuck did I save her?
We turned down an extended dark hallway. The air was colder here, and an eerie stillness hung within the paneled wood walls. I purposefully left the hanging brass light fixtures off as we delved further into the stretch of darkness, gleaning satisfaction in listening to Erin’s stumbling footsteps, forcing her closer to me than she was comfortable with.
I couldn’t deny that she had blown past all my expectations at Tatianna’s arena. She’d actually risked her life for someone she barely knew. She put Lucille Owens’s needs first over her own in the flashiest way possible while nearly dying.
It was incredibly stupid.
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