Raptor watched him hungrily. Then he took the pen and signed the contract, too.
The sight of their still-wet signatures sent a jolt of finality through Walren, like the toll of a church bell.
For the next six months, his body belonged to Raptor.
Raptor gathered the stack of papers and straightened them, rumbling low in his throat. “I’m going to stuff you with so much cum, pumpkin. More in a week than you’ve ever had in your life. You willl come so much on my cock, you’ll forget what it was like to be empty.”
Walren gulped, warmth swirling low in his belly.Gods, I’m going to need so many extra-strength spells.
7
AN URGENT TEXT
Walren
Uriel? I kind of need your help. Urgently
If it’s not too much trouble
Uriel
Does this have anything to do with that “I just need to not get pregnant” text you sent to the group chat earlier?
Walren
Yes...
Uriel
Pfft. You know that the most effective way to avoid pregnancy is to keep cocks out of your butt, right?
Stop drinking the damn “water” and you won’t get pregnant!
Walren
Um. I’m not gonna be able to keep it out
Uriel
Walren??? What’s going on? Do you need me to come down and hurt someone?
Walren
It’s ok. I consent. It’s just very complicated
Like, mating contract complicated
Uriel
Holy fuck.
Sigh.
You know that all spells have limitations, right?
8
A HARD TRUTH