Page 63 of Cursed

His mouth opens and closes, thinking it out. “She said that?Whywould she say that?”

“Because she knows I’m attracted to your strength… your maleness…. you.” I blush and drop my head, feeling ashamed for some reason. Although she gave me permission, she would also want me to heal now for a chance to escape. “But it feels weird to do anything without her here.”

Hollis’ finger hooks under my chin. “You really wanted me before this moment? It’s just not your incubus’ need talking?”

“Yes. When I’ve flirted around, I meant it. But I never expected anything to happen. I didn’t want Shayla to feel she wasn’t enough for me. Because she is everything to me, but she picked up on my desire for your dominance.”

“I’ve never been with a male before…” His voice trails off, and I wonder what he means to say.

“Other than being with Shayla, I’ve neverphysicallybeen with anyone else.” I turn my head, feeling inadequate for this powerful male. “But I… I have craved you for a while now. Since my freshman year, if I’m being honest.”

Hollis glances down at his strong hand holding my wrist, which hovers over his crotch. “What did you want to happen now?”

I feel like a naive virgin. I suppose, in some ways, I am. I’m no stranger to shadowscape sex, but with Shayla, it’s so different. Even to have her be able to touch me back during the shadowsex is so new and intimidating. To feel and taste her in real life? Every time, I believe I will lose my mind.

But I’ve never had anyone truly take the reins of the sexual experience. I’ve craved that for years. I’ve even fantasized about Hollis teaching Shayla how to become a dominatrix.

Now my incubus power no longer seems to take over, paralyzing my sexual partners during my feedings. Hollis can remain in control and bring us both to bliss, thanks to whatever Shayla’s power shifted inside of me.

Hollis clears his throat, making me lift my gaze from his crotch to his face. “First, I need to heal. I won’t be able to do much with fractured ribs anyway.” Hollis releases my hands and swallows down a tonic to heal broken bones. Then he leans back, indicating that I should continue undressing him.

Nervously, I unbuckle his belt.

“Pull it out of the loops. I might want to use my belt to tie you up.” He smirks. “You’ve been a very naughty brat for months. I’ve been tallying your indiscretions. I won’t go easy with your spanking like I did with Shayla.”

Fuck. My dick is so hard. I might just come without any stimulation when he threatens me like that.

I unzip his pants and pull the waistband down along with his boxer briefs. I’ve seen him naked before, but something about it now—knowing he might use his thick cock with me, makes me appreciate him that much more.

Besides, it’s so close I could lick it.

But I hold back. Not yet.

I slide his pants down and take off his shoes before I remove his pants entirely. My gorgeous professor-crush is sitting in front of me in all his naked glory. If only he didn’t have the bruises and cuts marring his skin.

His cock is half-hard. My incubus’ ability confirms that he’s warring with his arousal for this… us… me.

I pick up the healing salve for cuts, and with my questioning look, he nods for me to proceed. The ointment is thick yet easy to apply, and I move in close, invading his space as I do. I touch more than is necessary, trailing over his washboard abs. I’m drawing this out, and his body responds to the attention. His dick swells with my ministrations, and I crave to suck him down as far as I can.

My incubus power is already feeding on this sexual tension. I’m feeling stronger by the minute.

Hollis groans as the tonic kicks in. His breathing becomes ragged, and he lays back to suffer through the pain of the accelerated healing.

Getting up and sitting on the opposite bunk, I allow him the time to heal. I close my eyes and try to reach out to Shayla once again, knowing that it will probably be fruitless. But I want to feel her. At least, through our mate bond, I know she’s still alive. Even through this incubus cage, I would feel if our bond had been broken.

“Landis,” Hollis calls me. He’s sitting up and looking better, if not a bit drained from the healing. “Strip. Let me see you.”

I shiver with his order. Not hesitating, I shuck my clothes quickly and stand a few feet in front of him, my cock rising to the occasion.

“On your knees.”

I drop as gracefully as I can. He stands and steps closer, his cock swishing right in front of me, hypnotizing me. I stare up at him with my shadow-filled eyes. My power craves to taste him.

He’s magnificent. Everything I’ve ever wanted in a male. He’s everything I’ve wanted to be… brilliant, confident, and powerful.

“You want to suck my cock?” he asks. His tone reveals he knows exactly what my answer will be.

“Please, sir.”

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