A/N: This will be my second time writing a smutty smut. I tried my hardest on this and couldnât stop blushing during the whole process. Lol Hope you all enjoy!
â« Shades and Shadows by Peter Gundry â«
Magic. Even the word had her sighing longingly. Sky knew she was a groupie from the moment sheâd heard the word uttered in her household as a small child. Yes, warriors had their appeal and Dragon Riders oftentimes turned her legs to jelly, but there was nothing like a man, big or small, who had the power to spit fire from the palm of his hands. Her mother once told her and her sisters that no matter how the man looked, what his profession was, or what his views were, love was love and as long as he could swell their bellies full of grandchildren sheâd welcome him with open arms. Oh, the advice was being followed, but how exactly it was being followed was the question.
Magic. She shuddered. There was just something about them. Maybe it was the weird languages they spouted to one another. The gibberish drew her in. One day, she found herself listening intensely to a conversation she couldnât understand. That ended in embarrassment mentally and messy in her underwear. The mere fact that they could brew up potions that could stop aging, force love upon some wretched soul, or kill a person with a drip of concoction, made her heart a flutter. So much power they wielded. Not nearly enough of her person to soak it all in! Fantasies of her wizard turning her into an owl with a snap of a finger had her face pressed against a pillow, fingers thrusting deep inside her on most nights.
Magic. That thing of beauty. That thing she needed and realized she could no longer live without. Tonight was the night she was going to get her a magic man. Consequences be damned. Sky gritted her teeth, eyes focused on the hordes of colorful garments, clanking champagne glasses, and shiny shoes clicking on the marble floors. It wasnât easy getting into this party, seeing as it was the 900th birthday bash of the Grand Wizard. She had to give up her life savings for magic repellant, as much as it pained her to use it. The biggest event of the year with important guests from all over and many of them had some type of magical ability. Whatever it was, Sky had hopes of wooing someone tonight. Everything would be worth it once she found a husband.
âSky,â Nat whined from behind her.
She had to resist rolling her eyes at her companion. Nat was a loyal friend and went under the same training as she, but the girl wasnât cut out for this line of work. People would consider them well-trained thieves in a renowned guild if they knew them, but if they knew Nat, they would contemplate on if she even was taught by the best and only the best, especially now that Sky convinced her old friend to come to this party with her on false expectations.
A little white lie it was. Nat may have believed her when she told her this party would host a powerful orb worth more than both of their lives. The girl wasnât very smart and latched on it like moth to a flame. They made quick hasty plans and then they were set, sneaking into the event and hiding away from the guests. Nat was better at sneaking, so sheâd look for their âorbâ and Sky would pretend to be a guest at the party. It was strange though. It was as easy getting into this establishment as it would be a regular one, but Sky wasnât going to ask questions right now. She had one focus and one focus only. Nat or anyone else wouldnât get in between that.
âI found an opening,â she whispered, not sparing her friend a glance. Â âYou get going and Iâll work the room.â
âButââ Nat started.
âAnd stop whining. Weâll be in and out if you follow directions and go where I told you to go. Ear pieces are in place, right?â Sky finally chanced a glance at her friend who gave a small nod. She sighed before standing tall and smoothing out her dress. âOnce we get that orb, we wonât have to worry for a long while. Do me a favor and get your head in the game.â
Nat bowed her head and Sky felt a tinkle of guilt course through her. She snuffed it out quick. There was no time to feel sorry. Sky cleared her throat and was stepping from their hiding place and into the ballroom. It was as if sheâd been a part of the party all along, maneuvering her way through the crowd, champagne glass in hand from the tray she swiped it from and smiling a pretty white smile.
Magic buzzed in the air, smelling wondrous and making her mouth water. So many people, her eyes became wide with hunger. She adjusted her breast in her skin tight dress, purposely hoping others would stop to stare. Sky would be denying if she didnât notice her own beauty. No man hesitated to tell her in the past and she never convinced them otherwise. There was a confidence about her they all seemed to love. Always a sway in her hips and a smirk painting her rosy lips. Hair falling down her back in ringlets, clean and shining in the bright over head lights.
Those words stayed with her for about an hour and still, not one man looked her way. Had she picked the wrong party? Everyone was either with a date or were quicker than her in snagging the next available bachelor. She checked her surroundings begrudgingly, Nat in her ear whining about the guards doubling in the last hour. She downed her fifth drink, leaning against the wall away from everyone.
â900TH birthday bash with a grand wizard and this place is entirely too dull,â she grumbled.
âI would have to agree with you, Miss. High end gatherings were never really my cup of tea, but I have to endure it like everyone else.â
Sky cut her glance to the deep voiced gentleman that appeared seemingly from thin air at her side. Tall and stocky with big hands, looking as if one of them could circle around her waist. His hair in kinky curls and sitting neat on top of his head, raven black and shining with oil. Her eyes ventured down his chiseled jaw and stopped short at his lips. His lipsâŠLush and downright lickable. Sky bit her lip.
âI know what you mean,â she said, clearing her throat. âWe have to make our own fun.â
Those lips pulled into a small grin. âThat we do.â
She looked up then, looking into chocolate brown eyes, soft and welcoming. As if in a trance, Sky found herself smiling her sweetest smile and batting her lashes up at him. He grin grew wider.
âIâm Neil. And you are?â
âSky.â She held her hand out and without hesitation he grabbed it and brought it up to his lips in a brisk kiss.
He chuckled. âIâm sorry if Iâm disturbing you, Ms. Sky. I couldnât help but spot you in the crowd and let me be the first to say, youâre really working that dress.â
âYou wouldnât be the first, but nice try,â she said, laughter in her voice. It wasnât a lie. Sheâd worn this dress before, but the compliments didnât matter compared to his.
âThatâs too bad. I guess Iâll try harder.â
Sky giggled, taking a step closer. âPlease do,â she purred.
And that was how her night really started. Drinks served to them to and fro. Dancing. Laughter. Flirting. And best of all, his magic. It happened so causally, as though it was some sort of tedious chore. He flicked a champagne glass over to himself, not a drop wasted. Sky was surprised at herself. Neil, the charmer that he was made her nearly forgot about her goal. Shame on her, but lucky. Neil was perfect.
It was close to midnight when he took her to the balcony for a bit of privacy and Sky was about ready to pull him into her arms and show him exactly how much heâd affected her on this night. But she resisted. Flirting was one thing, but action was another. Who knew how far heâd be willing to go with her.
âThe air is cool tonight, isnât it?â Neil asked.
âOh yes. Canât believe weâre already going into autumn. The summer ran away from us.â
âThat it did. Tell me, Ms. Sky. What do you do for a living?â
âIâm a curator,â was her automatic response. âIâve always loved rare items. The more ancient, the rarer.â
Neil nodded while leaning on the balconyâs ledge. He looked genuinely interested. âAh, do you travel to collect these rare items?â
âMm,â Sky nodded around a mouthful of liquor. âFrance. Dubai. Egypt. Thailand. Just to name a few.â
âFascinating. Iâve traveled a bit myself. But it was all in work. Iâm sure youâve had time to see the sights every now and again, hm?â
More than you can imagine, she thought with a secretive smile. âAnd you, Mr. Neil? What does a magic man like you do for a living?â
He paused, glass sitting on his lips. His eyes flashed an emotion Sky couldnât quite place. Her instincts went wild, but she pushed them down. Theyâve made her miss more opportunities than she could count. They werenât going to keep her from the man of her dreams!
âIâll tell you what,â he started, turning to her. âI want you to guess what I am.â
He laughed making her melt. âObvious answer. Yes, what kind?â
âPlease,â he scoffed. âDonât think so lowly of me.â
âHmm,â she hummed, tapping her lips in wonder. âThis is a difficult one, Neil. Want to give me a hint?â
Neil slid into her personal space, large hand coming up to run a finger down her cheek. âI specialize in people.â
âReally? Are you some type of priest? Specialize in sacrificial rituals? Like toâŠtie up your victims like tortured animals?â
It was meant as a bad joke as the grin sheâd been trying to hide began to stretch across her face. However, his pupils dilated, nasals flared and his face was closer than it had been before.
âIs that what you like? To be tied up?â his question came out as a husky deep murmur.
Skyâs breath hitched, legs nearly giving out from under her. Dazed, she was unable to speak. Unable to distance herself from this alluring man let alone not even wanting to. So she pushed herself forward, stopping short. Â He seemed to get the hint and met her halfway. Lips brushing for the briefest of moments, he pulled back only inches and smiled down at her.
âForward, arenât you?â His broke the silence with that voice again.
Before she could think of anything to say (as if she wanted to waste their time with words), Natâs shrill voice came through the com.
âIâve been caught! Get out of here, Sky! Theyâve caught me!â
 She snapped out of it. Natâs screams were loud enough to make her ears bleed and if not for Neilâs presence, she wouldâve already torn the com from her ear. With a wobbly smile, she moved away from Neil, wishing Nat would just surrender in peace and not ruin her night. But despite it all, Nat wasnât very strong when it came to interrogations and Sky was bound to be found out.
Why are the gods forsaking me? I just wanted a husband! Thatâs all!
 Neil seemed momentarily distracted before they both regarded each other with an awkward air. Sky didnât want this night to end, but Nat came first.
Sky sighed. âNeil Iââ
âI know what youâre about to say. Donât go. I know weâve only just met, but Iââ he paused looking away with uncertainty.
She wanted to curse Nat to hell and back! She couldnât complete one simple fake job! What good was she? Sky had to resist gritting her teeth. Had to resist reaching out and claiming those luscious lips. Had to resist all that was Neil.
Abruptly, he was in her space.
âDonât. Go.â His hand touched her cheek once again, all fingers caressing down to her jawline.
Her mouth opened to say more, but it faded when everything became blurry and she was looking into darkness.
Sky gasped awake, sweat coating her entire body. Head swimming and mouth dry, she whimpered. What happened? Everything felt numb and cold.
Where am I? she thought, blinking away the blurriness.
Flickering lights turned into melting candles. There were more than she could count making the room smell of lavender and oranges. Sky tried to move her limbs, but soon realized they werenât moving because of the numbness, but because she was tied. Fear settled in her stomach and her eyes moved around the room in attempt to get a hold of her surroundings.
From the little she could see, the whole room was covered in different shades of red; curtains, cushions, etcetera. Even the cloths wrapped tightly around her wrists were a silky red. If not for circumstances, she would say it felt nice.
âYouâre awake,â Said a voice from a dark corner.
Sky gasped, snapping her gaze over to the figure making his way out. Neil.
âShh.â Neil walked up, placing a finger over his lips. âDonât overexert yourself, beautiful. We need to talk.â
Sky pulled at her binds. âAbout what? Who are you?â
Neil smiled, sitting at her side. âIâm a man in love.â
Everything came to a standstill. If Sky didnât know any better, even the flames on the candle wicks froze in time. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened, but not a word left her mouth. That was Neilâs cue to continue.
âI know itâs sudden. Weâve only just met. But when I looked at you for the first time, I had to have you. I never thought Iâd ever meet a woman like you. So beautiful and untamed.â
âButâŠhow can you know thatââ
 âIâm in love?â He answered, cutting her off. âI know it, because no one has taken my breath away in so long. Iâve been in love before. I know what it feels like. And I know now that Iâd do anything to have it again. And thatâs with you.â
Sky didnât think for one second that it would be this easy to get her magic man. A guy so graceful in the way he walked and talked. Tall and well dressed. JustâŠeverything she was looking for. Her heart thumped in her chest, too fast that she thought sheâd die after every skipped beat.
âIâŠI donât know what to say.â
What the hell was that, Sky? Say you love him back and get that magic! She thought to herself, wanting to smack her forehead at the idiocy.
Neil was in her space again as heâd been the majority of the night. âYou donât have to say anything. Just let me show you.â
Whatever she was going to say next was swallowed up by his lips smoothly moving over hers. She gasped, but that only gave him leeway to deepen the kiss. After that, Sky was putty in his hands. His hands were everywhere, gently pressing into the cotton of her dress and sliding down until he reached her hips. He tightened his grip on her and he pulled away from her slowly. She tried to follow.
âCan I?â he asked breathlessly and tugged at her dress.
It took her a moment to figure out what he was talking about, but when he gave another insistent tug, she got the hint. Sky nodded eagerly and that was all he needed. He all but ripped the fabric in half causing her to squeak. It turned into a whimper when his eyes drank in every inch of her body in desperate hunger.
Neilâs lips were on her again, searing hot and chapped. Sky hated that she couldnât move. Hated that her hands couldnât pull his hair or feel his skin that was still frustratingly covered by his dress shirt. Yet, the burn of the restraints only made her wetter. She let out a surprised gasp when his mouth went over one of her covered nipples, biting at the lace. Neil let out a moan as though he was tasting heaven.
He moved up, diving back down and giving a heated kiss. This time she let herself moan, letting her tongue explore every crevice of his mouth that she could reach. The taste of champagne sat heavy on her tongue. Her bra unhooked, his fingers slid under and squeezed. A loud muffled keen followed soon after and he detached from her, pulling the bra with him.
âStunning,â he whispered.
Then his mouth attached to a nipple, the other being twisted and rubbed on. Sky moaned and squirmed. His mouth and hand switched sides and he pressed his full body down on her. She shuddered.
âPlease,â she whined.
Neil let go and blew on the hardened nub. âPlease what?â
He didnât give her a chance to speak again, trailing his kisses gradually down to her belly button, kissing around it. Â She didnât know what she was begging for before, but once she felt his breath hot on her underwear, she knew exactly what she wanted.
âPlease,â she said again.
He chuckled, but he didnât talk again. Neil pressed his face into her heat, getting a long whiff and sighing. Before Sky could demand him to stop teasing her, the underwear were off and flung across the room. She nearly choked when he wasted no time in planting his face into her wetness and dipping his tongue in for a taste.
The world disappeared and only touch and the sounds of her grunts and moans filled their small space. Eyes closed tight and toes curling, Sky sobbed as he clamped down on her clit and suck greedily. Itâs over too quick. Sky whined in protest as Neil detaches himself from her, kissing her thighs and moving up until his face was buried in her collarbone. Silently, he pulled his slacks down his hips.
âYou taste so good,â he said, spreading her leg wider. âI canât wait anymore. I got to be inside of you.â
âYes!â Sky nearly screamed and began pulling at her restraints.
A chastise kiss, a charming smile and he was positioning himself. Then he plunged him, quick and harsh. Neil didnât give her time to adjust before he was snapping his hips forward. Sky gripped her restraints, grunting and wailing with each thrust. Deep deeper and deeper and Sky was over the moon.
âFuck,â Neil grunted.
With the flick of his wrist, the knots keeping her tied came undone and Sky yelp as she was flipped on her stomach. Â Skin slapping skin echoed throughout the room along with Skyâs voice steady getting higher and higher with each thrust, rougher than the last.
Neil reached forward, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulled. Back arched, she couldnât help but follow, back pressed against his clothed chest. Sky grabbed the back of his neck and held on for dear life. He wasnât letting up and Sky felt her walls tightening around her magic man.
âIâmâŠIâm!â She tried to warn, but Neil knew exactly what she wanted.
She groaned as her orgasm crashed upon her, it dripping down her thighs and soaking the sheets beneath them. Neil didnât stop for a good minute, but he too groaned his own release, pumping into her a few more times before he finally let her go, collapsing on top of her.
After they caught their breaths, he rolled off her and she immediately glued herself to his side. It took her another few minutes to actually form a coherent thought. However, she didnât let herself think too much, completely and utterly sated and blissed out. The best sex sheâd had in years and the way she still trembled down below complimented the tingles running up and down her arms.
âI canât believe we did that,â she breathed. âThat was amazing.â
âWas it?â Neil grumbled. He sat up, his back to her. âIâm glad you liked it.â
âMmhm,â Sky hummed, happily. âTying me up definitely got you some points, Iâll tell you that much.â
Neil sniggered. âThatâs nice to know.â
He snapped his fingers and Sky only had time to gasp before she was flat on her back, tied once again. Neil stood and stretched his muscles. Sky only had a little time to admire his physique as he pulled his pants up. She giggled.
âAre we going another round?â
He didnât answer. In fact, he ignored her and walked from the bed. Sky didnât know what to think about that, until he turned to her, soft smile gracing his lips.
âDo you know how magic works, darling?â
âMAGIC,â he interrupted loudly. âCan work in numerous ways, my love. Do you know how mine works?â
Skyâs brows furrowed. The first thought to come to her mind was, does it matter? Magic was magic to her. How it came to be mattered not. So, with a smirk, she shrugged, suggestively widening her legs. That would be enough talk for now.
Neilâs smile faded and he gave her a bored look. âRight. Of course you wouldnât know or youâd know that cheap magic repellant bought from a shady vendor wouldnât work on someone like me.â
He didnât answer, turning from her and making his way to a thick red curtain. âItâs hilarious really. You are truly a horrible person. Leading a friend on a wild goose chase.â
Neil grinned. âWhat? Oh right, you donât know do you? Ms. Sky, weâve been looking for your guild for a long time now and imagine my surprise when I saw two members of said guild waltzing into a GRAND WIZARDâs soiree. Are you an idiot or is your guild not as infamous as we thought?â
Sky couldnât believe her ears. What? How did it go from them having an amazing night to her being called an idiot? Her mouth opened and closed, teeth clinking together with each snap of the mouth. Skyâs voice seemed to have disappeared and when she tried to force some type of noise out, she realized the lack of words werenât from her speechlessness.
âOh, youâve finally caught on? Good girl.â
Looking at him again, the charming dark, tall and handsome man sheâd met at the party didnât stand in front of her. No, this man still had the same sharp features and delectable lips, but they no longer held those gentle expressions. This stranger gave her a smug look, nose turned up at her as if she were nothing but dirt under his shoe. Her lip trembled, the sweat cooling on her body gathering again for another reason entirely.
âI know what you must be thinking. This isnât the man I met tonight! This is a stranger, right? I know it must hurt to know that your little fantasy came crashing back down into reality. I do apologize that I couldnât help you with that.â He paused, inspecting the curtain with little interest. âAnd donât worry yourself silly, darling. I donât want any information from you. I got plenty from your little friend.â
Then, he pulled the curtain back. Nat stared back at her, eyes empty. Skyâs horrified gaze ventured down from Natâs pale face toâŠ
âMm, yes. I got a little carried away. Her bodyâs somewhere around here. At least she got to keep her spine.â He actually laughed. âNow, going back to my first question; do you know how my magic works?â
Neil wheeled a table over to her side. She didnât look to see what was on it, eyes still trained on her dead friend. Blood dripped down the walls and Natâs spine as unusually bright in the room. Chucks of meat stuck to it and bloody mush sat in a pile below her. Silent tears crawled down Skyâs cheeks. He snapped his fingers, causing her to flinch and look at him. She regretted it the instant she took her eyes off his face and looked down at the table. She pulled at her restraints, her heart speeding up. Stained knives stared back at her.
âBlood,â he purred. âBefore putting your partner out of her misery, I sampled her blood.â He shrugged. âIt was okay. Timid. Annoying. But satisfying for a while. But yours! Iâm lucky I followed you all night. Was able to get a whiff of your energy and I must sayâŠI know Iâm not going to be disappointed.â
Sky struggled harder, trying to kick her feet and scream out, but not a sound left her. Neil picked up one of his knives and cleaned it off on the sheets. It gleamed in the candle light. He paused, observing her from the corner of his eye.
âItâs a shameâŠyou were a good fuck,â he mumbled. âAw well. Canât have them all.â
Magic. Something Sky desired and felt she needed. Longed for it like a missing limb. She got that alright. It stared back at her, evil intent with brown eyes, a charismatic smile and a sharp knife. Maybe this was what was in store for her for a long time now. The inevitable had to happen at some point, right?
Neil leaned over her and his smile grew unnaturally wide. âShall we begin?â
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