SIGRID

“What the hell is happening to Electra’s body?!”

In the middle of the night, the temperature started to rise, burning my skin all over.

It felt like a volcano erupting in my belly.

My nipples were sensitive, and my vulva kept contracting and releasing juices nonstop; I was aroused, like a she-wolf in heat—but this wasn’t even my real body!

What was going on?

“Damn pervert!” I screamed inside as I sifted through the mess of her memories and realized what spell Electra had cast on herself.

She’d invented it to increase libido and fertility—basically, to fuck like a bitch for days with her slaves and boost the chances of getting pregnant.

I tried to neutralize the desire running through my veins, but it was overwhelming. I needed to release at least once, or I felt like I’d die from the pain and cramps in my vagina, which was screaming to be penetrated and filled with a man’s essence.

I started by touching my breasts, trying not to wake Silas, or I’d die of embarrassment.

My hands