🖤 Possession Becomes Her - Part 2
Erotic energy fuels the spell
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What Jessica failed to mention was the twist in her bargain with the private investigator. He had only agreed to be possessed by William if she agreed to be possessed by Michael’s dead fiancée. But there was no need to share this with the old wizard. She knew he would refuse to teach her if he found out about that detail.
Callum laughed. “Are you insane? Do you know how complicated a spell like that is? How critical the timing is? No wonder you fucked it up, child.”
There it was. The infantilization. Wow, they had almost made it an entire 20 minutes before it happened this time.
“Will you help me or not? There are others I can turn to if you refuse. But I don’t trust them like I trust you. You and I have…” She gestured vaguely, searching for the right word. “History.”
He smirked. “History. Is that what you call it?”
Vianelle had been listening, but could no longer keep quiet. “You have nothing! You use him. That is all! You only come crawling back here when you need something.”
Jessica gave the old wizard a twisted grin. “Wow, she’s a fierce little protector, isn’t she? Is that why you keep her around? To feel like someone still cares about you?”
“Oh, fuck off, Jessica. She’s not wrong, though. Right? It’s not like we have some special relationship beyond these rare instructional sessions.”
The young witch was silent, breathing hard and trying to stay calm. He didn’t need to know how complicated her feelings for him were. She had never been the same since the weeks she had lived here when the excess energy from their shared spell had transformed him into a young man again. Of course, it didn’t last. Spells like that never do. And she couldn’t have stayed with him forever, right? She had an actual career, a job at the university, and a life in the city.
However, she still couldn’t forget how that moment in time with him had felt. It had been… different. He had been different. But now, with the succubus in the picture, the wizard returning to his normal age, and his typical shitty behavior, the feelings she had for him were fading fast.
Calmly and quietly, she responded, “I’m going to find a way to do it, whether or not you help me. It’s too important to give up. So, either you help me now, or I’m leaving.”
“Oh, stop pouting. I’ll teach you the spell. I just don’t want you getting in over your head and getting hurt, that’s all. But, it will be Michael’s neck if this goes sideways, right?”
She met his gaze directly. “Right. Michael. And he’s done it before, so…”
“Well then, let’s get started. I’ll need to power the spell in the usual way.” He winked at her, but she frowned at him. “And the vessel will need to be powered to receive the spirit as well. I’ll summon Gwen, like last time. But you need to make yourself ready to receive her. Do you understand?”
Jessica hesitated, wrinkling her forehead in confusion. She pointed her thumb at the succubus. “Why me? Why can’t you use her as the vessel? I’m trying to learn this, not become a plaything for you and your dead wife.”
The wizard glared at her with exasperation. “I know you’re young, but you really aren’t this stupid, are you? A demon can’t hold a human spirit. For fuck’s sake…”
“Hey!” Vianelle whipped her black tail across his arm. “Do not call me that! Ever!”
Callum grimaced and rubbed the welt. “Dammit! Stop being so sensitive.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before turning back to Jessica. “Yes or no? This won’t work without your assistance. Gwen can only join with you. You already know her! Don’t you trust her?”
The young witch gave him a smoldering look and hissed between her clenched teeth. “Finnnne! Yes, I’ll do it. But I’m not fucking you, even if she wants to later. Got it?”
He shrugged. “Suit yourself. But you will need to orgasm to provide the energy for the invocation and binding. She won’t be able to flow into you without that step. So, if you’re not letting me help you with that, you’re on your own.”
“As if you could help me with that, old man. Don’t worry. I can take care of myself.”
He grinned at her. “I seem to remember I was able to help you with that many times over when you stayed with me that week. Or were you faking it?”
She looked away from him. “Faking.”
The wizard chuckled. “Uh, huh. Okay. Let’s go with that story.” He moved closer and took her by the arm to guide her to his small bed against the wall of the cabin. “I need to, umm… You know. You’re not going to be weird about it, are you?”
She sat down on the bed and waved her hand at him. “Do what you gotta do. I really don’t care.”
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her. “If you’d rather help me with it, I can return the favor. I’m just saying, the offer still stands. Last chance.”
Vianelle rushed over to block her from Callum. “No, witch! He is mine now. I will help him, not you.”
Jessica laughed. “Oh, he’s all yours, dark one. I have no interest in helping him. Trust me.” She looked up at the wizard, then at his workbench across the room. “What about the wires and the collection jar? Don’t we need them again? Not that I really feel like being shackled with her nearby.”
He shook his head. “We don’t need it. You are more powerful now than you were that day. You should be able to manage the spells and hold the energy inside yourself, no? Or have you not mastered that?”
She felt a brief twinge of pride, which was quickly replaced by irritation. “Of course I have! I just wasn’t sure what this required.”
With an amused expression, he nodded at her, then turned to retrieve a little blue bottle on the shelf above his workbench. Bringing it back, he held it in front of her. “Remember this?”
He slid the stopper out and brought it closer. She sniffed and smiled. “Mm-hmm. I do.” The scent triggered a memory, and she felt an erotic twitch between her legs. Damn him… Her mind was instantly transported back to that moment in time. Her on top of him. Him on top of her and behind her. Playing and laughing every day in the cozy cabin. Young Callum had been everything she had ever dreamed of until he… wasn’t.
He rubbed a few drops between his palms and offered her the bottle. “I think it will help bring back your memory of the summoning and focus our thoughts.”
Jessica poured some of the oil into her hands and massaged it into her arms and neck. The warmth of it made her body tingle, and the smell made her quiver. Yes, it brought back memories of the summoning, but it also seemed to focus her thoughts on how it felt when the wizard was thrusting into her. Over and over again… Vianelle sensed her mood shift and frowned.
The succubus moved between them, pushed Callum back onto the bed, and opened his robe. Jessica made a face as she noticed he was already aroused. Vianelle reached for his thick cock and began to stroke him slowly. Kneeling between his legs, she leaned forward and took the swollen head into her hot mouth. She whimpered and moaned as she sucked him harder, letting his cock slide down her throat. Her insatiable hunger and desire to feed on his cum made her lick, gulp, and swallow with wild abandon. Callum moaned and pulled her head down hard to push his cock deeper into her greedy mouth.
Despite her initial disgust, the sloppy wet sounds of the blowjob were making Jessica squirm. She felt herself growing wet and pulsing between her legs. She lay back and lifted her hips so she could slide her leggings down and touch herself…
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