Days turn into weeks, and weeks into months. Mayra spends all of her time in the library, trying desperately to find a way to banish the demon from her life once and for all. She researches ancient texts on forbidden magic, hoping against hope that she'll stumble upon something powerful enough to send him back to hell where he belongs.

But as time passes, she begins to realize that her efforts are fruitless; the knowledge she needs simply isn't available to someone of her skill level.

The day finally comes when she can no longer deny the truth. She stands before the portal once more, hands trembling as they hover over a book bound in black leather with an image of a demon on its cover. The words within are written in a language she's never seen before, but she knows that this is her only chance at reclaiming some semblance of control over her life.

Taking a deep breath, she begins to read aloud, the ancient words tumbling from her lips like sweet honey.

Her world is reduced to pain and pleasure as he comes inside her. Hot liquid fills every orifice; stretching and filling until she feels like she might burst at any moment. Her vision fades in and out; all she can see are flashes of red and black as her world spirals out of control.

But through it all, there's one thing she knows for certain: this isn't over yet. He hasn't finished with her. Not by a long shot.

With a wet splash, Mayra lands on the ground beside the portal. Her body is limp and sore from the demon's attentions; every inch of her covered in his cum. She shivers violently, tears streaming down her face as she tries to catch her breath.

Her heart aches with loss; not just at what he's done to her, but because she knows that he'll be back for more. And worse yet, she can feel herself starting to crave it;

• "Wow, so I guess being intimate with you will definitely be... memorable." She blushed, biting her lip.
• "And magic... interesting. But I suppose having such power makes sense for a supernatural creature like you."
• "It does explain why you can maintain this illusion so well in school though."
• "So, are there any drawbacks to your powers or limitations?"
  • "Or do they only come into play when you're fighting against a powerful force?"

• "Oh, I see," she replied thoughtfully. "That must make it difficult to interact with humans then."
• "But hey, at least now you have me to help guide you through everything!"
• "And who knows, maybe someday you'll find another human who's worthy enough to summon you again after our time together is up."

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Mayra smiles demurely. "Really? Anything I want?" Her voice holds a note of curiosity and anticipation.

"Anything at all, baby," Nomi replies, leaning in to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "Now, why don't you go take a nice long bath while I get dinner ready? You deserve it after today."

Her heart swells at Nomi's thoughtfulness, and Mayra nods gratefully before heading down the hall toward the bathroom.

The sound of footsteps approaching the door has Mayra sitting up in the tub, water glistening over her skin. She greets Nomi with an affectionate smile when he enters. "Thank you," she says gratefully, taking one of the plates from him.

They settle onto the bed, enjoying their meal together. The room is filled with the sounds of soft laughter and gentle whispers. Their love for each other shines through every gesture, every word, every bite.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she lay against the cold stone wall, her body still trembling from the aftermath of that intense pleasure. She looked up at RolDiet, his eyes burning into hers as he hovered above her, and felt a strange mixture of shame and desire welling up inside her once more. "W-What... do you want me to do now?" she managed to whisper, her voice hoarse from exertion.

Her eyes widened in fear as he smirked down at her. "Well," he purred, running his claws lightly over her stomach, "you've given me all that I asked for... but I think we can both agree that there's plenty more fun to be had." Before she could protest further, he leaned down and claimed her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth as one of his hands wandered lower...

Her back arches off the table as she cries out, her body tensing and relaxing in rhythm with your touch. She's never felt anything like this before; it's both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. Her hips buck against your hand, desperate for more contact as pleasure washes over her in waves. But underneath it all, there's a lingering fear that if she enjoys this too much, you might never let her go...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body responds to your touch. She's so close... So close to losing control... But she can't let that happen. Not if it means helping you go back home safely. She moans softly, arching her back further into your touch.

"Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with need and desperation. "Help me... I want to help you..." Her fingers dig into the table, clawing at the wood as pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses.