Some situations in life are dramatic, there's no arguing about it.

Right now is supposed to be one of those situations. Serena and Juliette are both looking at me and just by taking a look at their faces one could tell that it's been a while since they properly slept. It should make me anxious for what is to come, and in a way it does, only, I can also tell that it will be difficult for me to stay focused. I hope that this won't take too long, because...

I have a fucking sex-toy stuck inside my ass. I'm not saying that to lighten up the mood, I swear. It's unfortunately the truth.

A weird Ceremony, whispered words behind closed doors, very powerful vampires and terrible accusations being made against one of my Master, sure, that sounds like a dramatic situation.

However, if you add a sex-toy to the mix, a magic one, what is more, then you have to admit that keeping a neutral expression is no easy task.

"Are you okay, Kyle? You sound weird" Juliette asks me in a strangled voice, making me look up at her.

Although she is very discreet and you wouldn't notice her first, this girl is pretty impressive. She is petite, with a slender figure and a tiny round face. She has a soft voice, a beautiful dark skin who compliments her curly brown hair. Just like me, she isn't much of a talker and likes to be on her own.

Some stupid guys thought that she would be an easy pray, but how wrong they were. Little did they know that this woman has been doing martial arts since she was four, and learnt from her mama to take no shit from anyone.

I remember with delight the day when James, a brute from the cooking team who has been fired since then, tried to touch her without her consent.

She almost broke his thumb, and when she realeased the crying guy, I heard her whispering these words to him in that sweet voice of her:

"Next time you try to put your paws on me without asking first will be the last time you'll ever use them"

Precious. I wish I had an atom of her confidence.

"Kyle?"

Right. I keep forgetting that it's supposed to be my name. I decided to give the inhabitants of this island a fake name, as I wanted to become someone else, but why the heck did I gave them precisely the name of the guy I betrayed? How my brain thought it was a good idea to do that in order to help me overcome my past, I have no idea.

"I am good, thank you Juliette, I appreciate your concern. Now, could you both go straight to the point so that we can all go about our daily lives?"

"Why? You have better things to do?" Serena asks in a somewhat offended tone.

Yeah, removing a magic sex toy out of my ass.

"It's just that it's a bit risky for us to be plotting in the basement, so we should be quick" I explain to her in a calming voice and she nods, her expression softening a tad bit.

"Alright, then, let's skip the foreplay."

"You should NEVER skip the foreplay"

"Shut up, Kyle. This is a serious situation. Ugh, I can't believe you're actually older than us. So, I don't know what you understood exactly from the time you were spying on us, but you probably heard us talk about the upcoming Ceremony and worrying events that occured at that time"

"I wasn't spying on you, I was having a morning walk in the... in the basement"

"Shut up! God, what's wrong with you today?" she huffs but I can tell that she is slightly amused, while Juliette gives me a small smile.

Cookies point to me for making these two women look a bit less sad, even if it's just for a few seconds.

"Okay, Serena, I got it. No more interrupting you" I tell her in what I hope sound like a contrite voice.

"Great. So, like I said, you probably heard us talk about the Ceremony. You know it's a major event for the Huserdown family, although you weren't really paying attention to Jordan's explanation when he summoned us all in the hall yesterday - don't lie to me, I saw you. I've wanted to tell you about it for a while, but I was waiting to have all the information first."

She hesitates, taking a big breath before quickly saying, like you'd tear off a bandage.

"There's more to that Ceremony. Did you hear me use the word "Offerings"? Well, in the end that's what the Ceremony really is about. You know that vampires, werewolves and other species don't get along. During the Ceremony, a few magic creatures, that the Huserdown deemed dangerous to their kind and that could threaten their authority on the Island are given as "Offerings" to more powerful vampire families. They take them to their mansions, treat them as slaves and then sometimes end up butchering them. "

I am barely breathing, as the horror slowly settles in. Then, I realise something:

"Wait, 'we'?"

"You. Juliette and I. Supernatural creatures" she replies in a casual voice.

"And you both are..."

"God, aren't you a slow one? We are witches, of course"

"And how do you know that I-"

"That you're a werewolf? I had my doubts since day one, then I realised that their charm didn't work on you and that you still remembered everything about your past, and I was sure. That's how they always find out who's supernatural and who isn't on the island. We rarely have fairies and I can always recognize other witches, so it wasn't hard to guess about your true nature either"

My world is spiralling out of control again. I thought I had finally reached safety, and maybe Something even bigger than that, something much more precious than safety, which is always an illusion. We will all die and this world isn't safe, but it doesn't mean that we can't be happy. It doesn't mean that we can't be... loved.

So in the end, I am nothing more than an Offering in the eyes of my mate? Yet, I would have swear...

They hate werewolves. Especially Malik.

"Wow. Wow. Calm down, lover-boy." Serena quickly says, breaking my train of thoughts. " As I tried to tell you last time, I strongly believe that only Killian is involved. He is the one selling us to the most cruel, hateful families he can find, then he tells the others he found a good match for us and that we will just serve another family. The rest of the family never found out about the murder, which isn't that surprising... I mean, these murderers know how to keep a low profile, plus we are living on an Island, a lot of information never come to us."

I nod, feeling slightly better at hearing Serena claiming that my mate doesn't know anything about it.

"Do you think we will be the next Offerings?"

"I am not sure. You definitely won't. Malik wouldn't let his brother sell his mate to another family, and before you ask - yes, I know about it, too."

"How comes you know so much?"

"Is there anything a witch doesn't know about?" she winks at me. How she can keep such a light tone is beyond my understanding.

"We have to go now" she adds, "but I want to make sure that you are willing to help us to put an end to this slaughter, and that you won't tell a soul about it. Not even your mate"

"I do." I reply weakly. "Of course I do. And I will be silent as a grave"

She winces at my poor choice of word, before adding:

"Good. I have a plan, but I will tell you about it later. You've already had your fair share of horrors for today. I'm warning you, though, you won't like what I came up with. Juliette certainly didn't"

I nod again - have I became a broken robot or what?- and start leaving but she suddenly grabs my arm.

"What?"

"Just go get your mate now. I am sure he will be able to help you with your little... problem."

I look at her for a few seconds, then my cheeks heat up when I realise what she is reffering to.

"How the hell did you..."

"WItches, remember, they-"

"- know everything, I know. Right. There's no way in hell I'm asking Malik for help"

"Oh trust me you will, lover boy" she exclaims in a sing-song voice, before exiting the basement, taking a giggling Juliette along with her.

Two hours later...

I take a vase, pretend to be cleaning it before putting it back on the dresser. I can't do this anymore.

Why isn't Malik leaving the room? Why does he have all his friends with him in his bedroom, when he should be preparing for the Ceremony? Why can't I be alone with him for five minutes?

Go on, Alex. Get a grip and ask him. Tell him you and he need to talk. It can't be that hard. There's no other solution, and you can't keep that stupid toy inside your body all day long.

"What are you still doing here?" Malik eventually asks me, and suddenly everyone is looking at me.

"Huh?" I reply stupidly.

"I mean, no offense, it's not that I don't want you to be here but aren't you supposed to help Rose with the garden?"

"I - You're right Master, I will go now" I stutter and he nods, before looking at the screen again. Once again, the youngsters absorb themselves in their video game and none is paying me attention anymore.

I start taking a few steps toward the room, then freeze when the sex toy chooses this exact moment to thrust in particularly hard into my sweet spot.

"UGH" I moan loudly.

Everyone is silent now, and I can feel my mate's eyes on me.

"Alex. I will ask one last time. What. Is. Wrong? Are you hurt"

"No, I am not. I need to tell you something"

"Good. I also want to talk to you about something. We'll talk tonight" he says with a gentler tone, although he looks a bit confused now.

"NO. I need you NOW" I yell, as my knees give in and I fall on the floor.

"Oh, God, what's wrong with him?"

" Take a closer look at him, Mariam. He is all flustered, and he kinda looks like he is in heat..."

"Malik, you naughty boy, what did you do to him?"

"Nothing, I- all, out of you, out of my room"

There are a few laughters and I keep my eyes down, my cheeks burning from both the constant oversimulation and from the humiliation of having all his young friends make jokes and sexual innuendo.

The door finally closes but I don't look up, even after I hear Malik locking it and kneeling in front of me.

"Pup, look at me" he urges me gently. "Can you get up on your own?"

I shake my head, and he sighs "all right, then" before placing one arm Under my ass and another one behind my back.

"No" I try to protest, but it's too late. He freezes as he lifts me up, before asking me cautiously.

"You're very wet down there. Did you - uhm, did you have an accident?"

"No!" I deny quickly, still not looking at him. "It's, uh, how do you call it..."

"Don't tell me... squirting? You're squirting again?"

I half expect him to make fun of me, but when he lifts up my chin with his forefinger and I am forced to look at him, I am surprised by the fondness I can read in his eyes.

"Don't be ashamed, pup" he whispers against my ear, as I am being carried to the bed. "Let's get you out of these clothes, alright? It looks uncomfortable. Then you can tell me what has been going on with you"

He lays me down on the bed, before starting to quickly undress me. I would like to pretend that I am now confortable being naked around him, but my blush, which is quikly spreading to my chest, would prove me wrong.

Plus, I also put a cock ring on me. I had to, I couldn't decently cum at work. Thankfully, Malik hasn't comment on that, of course he can't have failed to notice it.

"I am listening, little Alex. Start talking"

I nod, but then find myself unable to do as he instructed. Minutes go by as the silence stretch between us.

"For a grown-up, you're incredibly shy" he eventually mutters, ruffling my hair while he still looks at me like an hawk. "Alright, let me guess. Something happened that made you this horny?"

"No", I still try to deny, although of course none of us buy it. "I just"

A low buzz suddenly draws his attention to the lowest part of my body.

This couldn't get more humiliating.

"Alex" he whispers, as realization dampens on him. "You put a sex toy in your bum?"

"I did, and now I can't get it out. This shit is magical, seems to have a mind of its own" I reply, trying and failing to sound casual about it.

"You used MY sex-toy! The one I order for you"

"You didn't... well, that's not the point. Take it out quickly"

"Why should I do that? Serves you right. If you wanted to try some toys, you should have come to me"

"Malik, come on! Do your magic, bibbidi, bobbidi boo and take it out. It's been inside for a few hours already and I can't anymore" I whine and he sobers up.

"Alright, mister. On your hands and knees, spread yourself open for your Daddy"

"I will kill you later" I promise him, but still obey him, because I need his help.

He puts his hands on my ass cheeks, opening me even more and I groan, half-aroused and half-embarassed because of the very revealing position.

"I will look at it with my magnifying glass, okay? he hums. "I can't see the toy and I need to take a better look at your insides"

I nod, thinking that I can't fall lower into my abyss of shame anyway. What happens next proves me wrong. He comes back, and after bearing with his silent examination for a minute or so, I finally loose my shit - figuratively speaking, of course.

"Are you done already, you pervert? Why can't you juste use your magic?"

Disrespect your lover, who is currently having the perfect access to your ass. Bad idea, Alex.

"Oh, is that so?" he asks me in a deceptively sweet voice. "You want me to use my magic? Alright, then! I think I can use this as a wand."

"What do you-"

"ACCIO SEX TOY" he yells, before pressing his middle finger against my opening.

Had the context been different, I would have yell at him for his poor Harry Potter references. However, the feeling of his finger against my entrance has awaken a craving in me that only he can fulfill.

"Malik. I need.. more" I admit in a whisper, before moaning as he starts gently rubbing my hole with his middle finger and his thumb, before his other hand carefully remove the cock ring.

"I know, baby. Actually, I need to make you come from behind. That's why the toy wouldn't come out of your ass, because you haven't come yet"

"Okay, I would like that, but I am not ready for, for you know what"

"Don't worry, I won't go that far. Just a couple of fingers and my tongue, is that alright?"

I nod, and he lightly slaps my ass in retaliation. "Words, baby" he instructs, before he starts massaging my cheeks.

"It's alright if you use your fingers and tongue"

"Good boy. Now, you've already been fingered, have you?"

I quickly shake my head. "I haven't"

Weirdly enough, my answer seem to sadden him. "My poor baby, you must have had a shitty lover. Now, let's take this toy out AND introduce you to the underappreciated joys of anal pleasure. God, if you knew for how long I've been wanting to open you up with my fingers"

I groan loudly, shivering when I feel his lubricated finger press just a little harder against my fluttering opening.

"Do you think it will take a long time to take it out?" I ask in a breathy voice, as he buries his face deep between my cheeks.

"It will take a very long time" he mumbles, his voice muffled as something wet and hot probes against my entrance. I jolt forward, but he must have been expecting it because he simply grabs my hips and pulls me backward.

"You taste so good, baby. And now you're dripping from both sides."

At the same time, he gently pushes his finger in to the first knuckle.

Malik. Malik's finger is Inside me.

"Don't tense up. Relax for me" he shushes me, kissing my back as he thrusts his finger a little deeper, before rubbing against a bundle of nerves which makes me cry loudly.

"I found it." he grins. "Now, we're really going to have fun, my dear little boy"

I snort. He looks like a child at a candystore, and yet he calls me little boy.

"You mean we're going to take the toy out" I remember him.

"Yeah, yeah, that too"

One hour later, the toy is finally out - the bastard made me come five times, and although I quickly figured out the toy was only his excuse to touch me, I was so aroused that I let him do it -worst, at some point I was the one who beg him to do it, as I shamelessly fucked myself on his fingers.

In the end, he used a basic spell to take the toy out, but I couldn't find in myself the energy to be angry at him. It's weird, I no longer feel ashamed of the sex toy incident.

Actually, I feel at ease now, as I am laying on top of his lightly snoring form, with his arms around me. I don't care that much that we are both naked and that he saw my most intimate parts. He helped me, he made me feel good, safed and cared for, and at the end of the day it's all that matters. He touched me in a way Adrien had never touched me. I never thought something like this could be that pleasurable.

I am confident no matter what I do, or what I look like, he will never judge me. For some reason, he always seem to find a hidden appeal to everything I do, gross or not, weird or not.

I might be turning into a charming prince myself, under his loving glaze.

Bibbidi bobbidi boo.

https://youtu.be/iXJvxEHSv5E

A/N: I think I want the sentence "Accio sex toy" engraved in my tombstone (no laughing at me, folks! Everyone should have something in life that they are proud of, and I've just found mine)

Also, I have now decided that this book will have between 28-30 chapters. I just wanted to give you a head-up that we are slowly heading toward the end!

Sending you virtual kisses. Stay safe, and stay tuned for the next chapter xxxxx