Her Witch, Her Demon: Book 1 of Hers Trilogy [WxW]

19. The Future

Trigger warning: Sex! Not much. But enough to make you uncomfortable if you don't like reading about that kind of stuff.

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Nyx gripped Meredith's waist firmly as she released loads of her seed into the witch. Meredith, moaning while riding Nyx, suddenly went quiet and limp. Her body shook violently in ecstasy before collapsing on top of Nyx.

Nyx held her witch close to herself for a long time, none of them speaking. Meredith's slow beating heart felt so peaceful as it thrummed at Nyx's chest. She ran her fingers through Meredith's long black hair and kissed her on the forehead.

Finally, the witch gazed into Nyx's eyes, a small shy smile on her blushed face. "Hey."

"Hey." Nyx smiled at her. "Feeling better?"

Meredith nodded. Nyx caressed her back, wrapping her other hand tightly around the witch's waist. She would never tire of holding her witch to herself.

Ever since Nyx slaughtered her way out of Crescentra's captivity, they couldn't have enough of each other. For the past week, all they'd been doing was fucking. Over and over. Eventually, Nyx worried that it would be too much for her girlfriend. But each time, Meredith proved her wrong. The witch was just as hungry for her as she was for the witch. Nyx didn't think it was possible to fall more and more in love with her fated mate. But that was exactly what was happening.

Still, she couldn't help but feel a bit of trepidation about the future. She already had Green Front under control and her enemies were in the palm of her hands. So why was she so worried? Being the strongest demon in the city, the demon community had no choice but to acknowledge her as their leader now that the Demon Circle was no more. It was demon code.

She had no interest in ruling Green Front. She'd never wanted that kind of power. If she did, she would be in Heldan. She only took on the responsibility so she could protect Meredith. With her new power, she persuaded all the communities to live in harmony with each other. Each community was free to govern their affairs however they pleased. Nyx would not interfere. However, one thing was nonnegotiable — no one must attack the other.

Demons and witches must not attack each other nor must vampires and werewolves. She threatened to ruthlessly deal with anyone who broke this rule. At the moment, the city supported her vision of peace — something not even the Demon Circle fully had under control.

So far, things seemed to be going well.

Yet, something nagged deep within her. Like the peace she had actively fought for in Green Front was the calm before the storm, and it made her uneasy. Nyx was not one to ignore her instincts. Something was wrong. Since her encounter with Crescentra, she couldn't stop thinking about the things Ida said to her.

You have a lot of powerful enemies, Onyx Castle. Ida's words echoed in her mind. Even your closest allies aren't your allies.

She must not let the dead witch get into her head, but she also couldn't help but mull over her words. Certainly, there must be some truth to it, right? How else could Crescentra have captured her without help?

Ida's magic was far stronger than the average Crescentra magic Nyx was used to. It was from incredibly powerful demoncraft, way beyond Nyx's power. Had Nyx not suddenly evolved, she wouldn't have been able to defeat Ida. At first, Nyx thought Ida was borrowing Staslok's demoncraft. But Staslok was merely a greater demon. Even if all seven powers of the Demon Circle volunteered their demon energy, Ida's magic would not have been that strong. Someone else was responsible. Someone a lot more powerful than Staslok or the other powers of the Demon Circle. A royal demon, Nyx was certain.