With a moan, Calais positions himself above me and enters me in one fluid motion. Pain and pleasure mingle as I close my eyes and distract myself by thinking of Tiana, our plan, and my revenge.
But when I feel his need that's becoming more urgent, I had no choice but to strengthen my magic again. The magic is so dense that I worry Calais will realize what I am really using my magic for. It's too thick that it's verging into the same spell that the previous Lyrica used to forget about her dabbling into dark magic, the same reason I was brought into this world.
"Ohhhh!" he screams, as his thrusts become faster and his climax nears.
I reach for the back of his neck and pull him closer. I mirror his breathing, making sure to let out moans and gasps at the right moment. Tonight, I will be the best he ever had. Tonight, I will be the perfect Lyrica that is his ideal. Tonight, I will pretend that I want to love him again.
