Chapter 163
Prince Deacon laughed at him while hyming in his head, remembering Jayda’s shaman necklace in his pocket.
“How are you doing that?” Wynn asked, confused.
Prince Deacon just started to laugh hysterically before his laughter turned into tears, “Can these enchanters help me to forget Emily? Can she make it so that I will never mate again?” Prince Deacon pulled the shaman necklace from his pocket, allowing Wynn to take it from him.
“Will you please shift on your own free will?” Wynn asked, putting the shaman necklace around his neck with the first one he took from prince Deacon and his own.
“You are like a freaking child! Shift into your wolf form,” Wynn compelled him when he realized that prince Deacon was not going to do anything out of free will as he lost his will to exist.
After prince Deacon shifted into his wolf form and back again into his human form, Wynn picked his naked body up and sped off with him. It does not take Wynn long to find the enchantress.
“Prince Ra said you can help,” Wynn said when a young woman with curly, long brown hair, piercing light green eyes, perfectly shaped lips, a full bust, and full hips but a small waist, wearing a mixture of black sheer and satin fabrics wrapped around her but not covering much; opened the door to an apartment in Northeast, USA; (East Coast) Bordered to the north by Canada, to the east by the Atlantic Ocean, to the south by the Southern United States, and to the west by the Midwestern United States.
The gypsy woman looked at Prince Deacon’s naked body and could see from his eyes that he was broken.
“I am Wynn and this is prince Deacon,” Wynn introduced themselves.
“Prince?” she asked, interested.
“Well, yeah. I also once held that title but decided to give it up,” Wynn explained.
“Lycan?” She asked, recognizing the familiar scent.
“I am a hybrid he is a lycan. His parents the royals; King and Queen Makens,” Wynn said. “Can we come in?” Wynn looked around him, hoping that no one comes out of their apartments to see a naked prince Deacon.
“I am Theodosia, but you can call me Madam Osia,” Theodosia said, standing aside so that the two men could enter her small apartment that smelled like wood and forest from the aromatic sticks that were burning.
“What can I do for you, gentlemen?” Theodosia asked, shutting the door.
“A mind spell,” Wynn said, watching her hips sway making Wynn think she was doing it on purpose.
“What kind of mind spell,” she asked, showing with her hand for them to sit.
Prince Deacon sat down and pulled a throw blanket that was hanging over the couch onto his lap.
Theodosia walked over to him and slowly pulled the throw off him, looking at his manhood before touching his forehead with her index finger, stroking it around his head, “You need to be specific as to what you want from me.”
“Let’s get one thing straight Romani whor0, I am not interested,” Prince Deacon said, wanting to stand up but she forced him down to sit, using just her index finger without much effort as her apartment had a spell that gives her power over anyone that walked into it.
“This was a mistake; we will take our leave. I apologize for his words, he is in a bad place,” Wynn said, standing up when he realized the power she had over prince Deacon.
“You won’t leave until I want you to leave,” she said, making Wynn sit down again using her mind.
Theodosia walked over to Wynn and sat on his lap, her legs on either side of him, unbuttoning his shirt. Wynn slipped his hands under her dress and up the side of her legs, her skin smooth under his touch.
“I see I don’t need to control you to get what I want,” Theodosia smiled seductively.
Wynn wrapped his hands all around to her bum and pulled her on top of his erection that was pushing against his pants.
Prince Deacon wanted to ask them if they could go to her room, but he was unable to speak or move from where he was sitting.
Theodosia rubbed her varg1na against the fabric of his pants before undoing part of the fabric that was wrapped around her. She wrapped her fingers into Wynn's hair and pulled his head to her breast, “Drink from me,” she said, not allowing him to object.
Wynn felt himself grow bigger in his pants and sank his teeth into her breast, around her nipple, making her throw her head backward and moan in pleasure as the vampire toxins swept through her. Wynn felt her undoing his pants and positioning herself onto his manhood.
Wynn drank so much from her that he made Theodosia lose consciousness soon after she org@smed, catching her just in time when she fell backward while he exploded inside of her, reaching his climax.
Wynn bite opened his wrist and placed his palm to her mouth, but she does not respond.
“I think I killed her,” Wynn said. prince Deacon wanted to respond but still could not speak.
“What has she done to you?” Wynn asked, wondering why prince Deacon was not saying anything.
‘I can not speak or move,’ he mind linked Wynn.
“Oh,” Wynn said.
‘Feel for a pulse,’ Prince Deacon mind linked him.
Wynn took his palm where he bit himself open and placed it on her breast where he bit her so that his blood can run into her bloodstream and a few seconds later Theodosia woke up.
“Your turn,” she said, standing up and walked over to prince Deacon, dropping the rest of the fabric around her body to the ground before pulling him to his feet and walking him to her bedroom.
‘Damn she is beautiful,’ he mind linked prince Deacon, looking at her rear end.
Wynn relaxed on the couch while he watched through prince Deacon’s mind.
Theodosia pushed prince Deacon down on her bed before taking something off her nightstand and rubbing it on prince Deacon’s forehead and into his skull, “Time to forget all past heartaches and remember how you made every lover scream in pleasure,” she said, putting a spell on him.
No longer suffering from heartache and under Theodosia’s spell, he pulled her eagerly towards him before pinning her underneath him, kissing her deeply.
Theodosia wrapped her arms and legs around him, but he grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head with one hand while guiding his erection with his other, teasing her cl1tor1s, and soon had her eyes rolling back into her head. Prince Deacon gave her a love bite on her neck, followed by one on her breast, on her belly, in her inner thigh before kissing her cl1tor1s, pressing his tongue against it and keeping a good steady rhythm, rubbing it up and down her cl1tor1s.
Prince Deacon dicked his hands into her waist while he fuck3d her with his tongue making her moan, “Yes, oh yes.”
When he felt her cl1tor1s pound against his tongue and her legs shaking he moved his body up against hers, before kissing her. Theodosia tried to wrap her arms around him again, but he restrained her once more. He knew he can't intoxicate or make her pass out like Wynn did so after pushing himself into her he kept her hands pinned down above her head while choking her with his other, letting go a little bit every now and then when she wills him to do so. Theodosia felt herself cl1maxing again and this time, she doesn’t allow him to stop choking her until she passed out.
‘Some women are just freaks,’ Prince Deacon mind linked Wynn, while he continued to f*ck her as he was unable to stop, realizing that she must have put a spell on him.
‘What now? Am I to ride her like a bloody fool until she wakes up again? A little help over here,’ Prince Deacon mind linked Wynn.
