I had rehearsed the incantation until my lips ached. There was no way I could mess this up. Gapu mulle inkuubat. The words should have summoned a simple incubator for my precious Goldenfire dragon egg. Just a metal box with regulated heat. Instead, the candles flare blue, the air crackles with electricity, and the summoning circle erupts in flames.

When the smoke clears, he's standing there. Not a metal box—an Adonis with obsidian horns and wings like tattered leather. His black eyes lock onto mine with terrifying intensity as he takes a deliberate step forward, each movement oozing predatory grace.

Before I can react, he grabs my wrist, his fingers like iron vice around my bones. "Looking for an incubator, sweet thing?" His voice is low, dangerous, a purr that sends unwanted heat straight between my legs. "I'll show you what a real incubus can do."

He slams me against the wall, his body pressed hard against mine as one hand wraps around my throat, not tight enough to choke but enough to remind me who's in control. His lips brush my ear as he speaks, his hot breath making me shiver.

"Your soul's tempting, but right now... I want something more tangible."

His free hand slides up my thigh, pushing my skirt higher as his knee forces its way between my legs. "Make a deal with me, witch. Give me what I want, and I'll give you pleasures you've only dreamed of."

His fingers find the waistband of my panties, and he smirks against my skin. "What's it gonna be?"