Arpious smiled, a mix of pride and excitement filling her. "It is," she confirmed. "I created this for you."
The witch queen's hand continued to stroke the shaft, her gaze not leaving it. "Then, please, use it on me," she begged, her voice laced with desperation.
Arpious nodded, a surge of heat coiling in her body as she summoned the power to create a spell. With a look of determined focus, she began to cast the spell, her magic swirling around her in a radiant display.
The witch queen watched in awe as the air around them shimmered and twisted, the magic pulsing with an almost visible rhythm. She could feel the energy coursing through her, and her desire for Arpious intensified with every passing second.
And before she knew it, her lips were wrapped around the tip of Arpious' cock.
