Bewitched PT. III [🍋]

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~WARNING: HAS MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION!~

Starting a rough make out, Odessa didn't hesitate to dominate now that we talked about the situation. So much so that she grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the bed, really getting deep as she drilled her tongue further into my mouth. I could feel her crotch rub against mine, really feeling how hard she was. Moans escaped from me, but they were muffled by Odessa's roughness. Pulling away, we were both breathing heavily, regaining our breath so we could go at it once more. When Odessa placed her lips back against mine, there was more hunger to them now. Not to mention the new appendage was really poking at me.

"Ugh, fuck," Odessa pulled away, looking down at the bulge in her pants. "I-I can't help it. It kinda has a mind of its own."

"I don't mind," I said and placed my hands on her shoulders, pushing upwards and pinning her to the bed. "I told ya. I'll do whatever it takes to get rid of it for ya."

She smiled, her hand reaching up to brush against my cheek before it ran into the back of my hair, "God I love you."

I chuckled and placed a sweet kiss to her lips before pulling away shortly after our lips connected. I ran kisses across her sharp, rigid jawline before making my way down to her neck, sucking and biting in the middle of it, earning a moan from her.

"Ahh, princess."

"I got you, my queen," I said and grabbed the shirt she was wearing, pulling it over her head.

Before I lowered my body back down, she grabbed at my shirt and lifted it over my head, tossing it to the ground.

"B-Before ya go any further?"

"What's up?"

"C-Can ya let it out? It's getting uncomfortable underneath my clothes."

"Of course, my queen," I said and kissed her cheek before moving aside, looking at the bulge in her pants.

Slipping her shorts and undergarments off, the new appendage was now free. Odessa turned her head away to avoid looking at it. Red came across her cheeks as she placed her hand over her eyes.

"I-I don't think I can keep goin', princess."

I reached up and removed her hand from her face, looking into those amber eyes.

"I know this is goin' to be hard, Dez," I said. "But we've got to do this. I don't want ya to live like this."

"I-I can learn to control it."

Shaking my head, I leaned down and placed a peck to her lips, "I am not going to let that happen."

"I don't want ya to suffer the consequences."

"Odessa," I said sternly as I took her face in my hands, caressing her cheeks with my thumbs. "I don't want yq to live with that for the rest of your life. We might as well get rid of it."

She reached up and grabbed my hands, slowly nodding her head, "A-Alright, princess."

"I'll try to go as fast as I can."

"N-No. D-Do it the right way."

"Alright," I said and kissed her forehead.

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