Title: Seducing the Witch
Series: Beast Mountain #3
Published by: Self-published
Release Date: September 6, 2016
Genre: erotica, paranormal
Pages: 34

Description:

I couldn't believe that my brother broke his vow. The curse of the Beast was supposed to end with our generation, but now he's married. And his wife is pregnant.

So you can imagine I wasn't too thrilled when he asked me to return home. But it seems there may be a way to end the curse once and for all--thanks to a local witch. Her help doesn't come for free, however.

It involves a sexy ritual with the witch's heir. Not that I'm about to complain after I get my first glimpse of Maria. But one night with her might not be enough.

Even though the magic doesn't go quite the way anyone planned...

Seducing the Witch is a 9,700 word paranormal erotica short story.

Excerpt:

The witch drew closer. Though part of me wanted to run, I forced myself to stand my ground. Her hand looked like a claw as she reached out and ran it down my arm. “I suppose you’ll do. You seem to be as strong as your brother.” She raked her fingers down my chest in a swift, slashing motion. Not quite touching my crotch, but not trying to avoid it either. “I have need of your body.”

“I-I’m not sure I can--”

My feeble attempts at an answer were drowned out by another of her grating laughs. “You should be so lucky.” Then she gestured toward the shelter. “Maria, come here.”

A young woman stepped forward. The firelight made her skin seem to glow from within and the rather threadbare dress she wore barely concealed her large breasts, tiny waist, and curvy hips. Her lips were full and red, her eyes dark and exotic.

My cock didn’t just come to attention. It damned well tried to leap right out of my pants.

I’d never seen anyone so beautiful before. I moved toward her as if in a trance, one that was broken when the old witch cackled again. “I can tell you like what you see.”

“No more games, old woman. Just tell me what this is about.”

“My daughter is my heir, but she cannot truly come into her powers for as long as she remains a virgin.” I glanced at Maria, who was now staring at the ground instead. She didn’t blush, but her posture radiated embarrassment. “We have been searching for one who can take her through the proper rituals.”

“Rituals?”

“The consummation must take place on the full moon.”

Too bad. I took several hasty steps back. Out of the range of the young woman’s tempting scent. “If you know anything about my family, you know that it would be impossible for any of us to fulfill that request.”

“I can take care of that. Temporarily.” The old woman’s eyes narrowed as she stared up at me. I had the oddest feeling that she was peering into my soul. “But I will need my daughter’s aid if we are to give your family the permanent solution they are seeking.”

That made an odd sort of sense. “I want to talk to her before I make my decision. Alone.”

“Very well.” The witch began shuffling off toward the door of her hovel. “But remember, no touching until the full moon.”

I watched her leave, then turned my attention back to Maria. She still refused to look at me, twisting her slender fingers together in a noticeably nervous gesture. I took in her scent once more, trying to get a read on her reactions.

No fear. A lot of embarrassment. And there was something more. Something deeper and more primal. But I didn’t dare try to identify it.

Not yet. I suspected it was mainly wishful thinking on my part, trying to believe that it might be…

“W-what did you wish to talk about?” Her voice was low and throaty, her accents surprisingly formal, considering her upbringing. “Sir?”

“You can call me Andrew.” If I decided to go through with this, there would soon be no need for any formality between us. But there was one thing I wanted to know first. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Of course.”

I dropped my voice so only she could hear me. “I don’t mean just for the ritual.” I hesitated again, then added: “Are you sure you would want to do this with me? You know what I am.”

She tilted her head slightly to one side, looking up at me through her lashes. “I am not afraid of you.”

“I know.”

“You’re not what I expected.” Maria lifted one hand as if to touch me, then let it drop back to her side. “You’re nice.”

I almost laughed. Or would have, if I had not forgotten how to feel real amusement years ago. Even my time away had not done anything to heal that wound. “I’ve been fighting the monster inside me all my life. Every once in awhile, I manage to win.”

“That isn’t what I meant.” She straightened her spine, but being as petite as she was, her head still didn’t rise above the level of my shoulder. “I didn’t expect you to talk to me. My mother was going to arrange everything.”

I wondered how many previous ‘arrangements’ her mother had tried to make. I couldn’t imagine any man walking away from the chance to take Maria.

To take her…

I’d managed to lose my virginity while I was gone. Out in the cities, in places outside of this land that time forgot, there were a lot more options. And ways to avoid unwanted results from any sexual encounter.

But I’d never been as turned on by any of those women as much as I was by her. Despite my hesitation, I could almost imagine what it would be like to have her under me.

To be inside her.

Her breath hitched and her scent deepened. Turning heavier with musk. Her already dark eyes were nearly black as she began breathing quicker.

I recognized the signs of arousal, yet I still wanted to hear the words. “I need an answer, Maria. Do you want me to do this? With you?”

She let out a deep, shuddering breath and licked her lips. “Yes.”

 

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