Chapter 1: The First Summon
Hugh Jass still couldn’t believe his luck. One minute, he was a nobody in a dead-end job, the next, he was ripped from reality and dropped into the chaotic, skin-tight-suit-wearing world of Marvel. And as if that wasn’t enough, he’d been gifted a summoning system—a cosmic cheat code that let him call forth any character from any reality, once a month, with absolute loyalty to him. The power was intoxicating, and Hugh was ready to test its limits.
Standing in the middle of a deserted warehouse in Brooklyn, Hugh activated the system for the first time. A glowing portal swirled to life, and out stepped Selene, the Black Queen of the Hellfire Club. Her raven hair cascaded over her pale shoulders, her leather corset and thigh-high boots leaving little to the imagination. Her piercing green eyes locked onto Hugh, a predatory smirk curling her lips.
“Well, well,” Selene purred, her voice dripping with dark honey. “You’re the one who dragged me from my throne? I hope you’re worth the interruption, mortal.”
Hugh grinned, unfazed by her intensity. “Oh, I’m worth it, sweetheart. Name’s Hugh Jass, and I’ve got big plans for this world. Starting with you.”
Selene arched a brow, stepping closer, her hips swaying with deliberate menace. “Big plans, huh? I’ve heard that before. Usually from men who can’t handle a woman like me. What makes you different, Hugh Jass?”
He chuckled, crossing his arms, his gaze raking over her with unapologetic hunger. “I’m not just any man. I’ve got the power to summon queens like you to my side. And trust me, I know how to handle power. Question is, can you keep up?”
Her laugh was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade. “Keep up? Darling, I’ll have you begging for mercy before the night’s over. But I’m intrigued. Show me what you’ve got, summoner.”
She closed the distance between them, her fingers trailing down his chest, her touch electric. Hugh’s breath hitched, but he held his ground, his smirk never wavering. “Careful, Selene. Play with fire, and you might get burned. Or… wet.”
Her eyes flashed with challenge, and she pressed herself against him, her curves molding to his frame. “Oh, I’m already dripping with anticipation, Hugh. But let’s see if that cock of yours is as cocky as your mouth.”
His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer, feeling the heat radiating from her. “Keep talking like that, and I’ll have you panting and sweating before you can say ‘Hellfire.’ I’m already hard just thinking about it.”
Selene’s smirk widened as she leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. “Then stop thinking and start doing. I want to see if you can fuck as good as you talk. My pussy’s aching for a real challenge.”
Hugh’s pulse raced, his grip tightening on her ass as he crushed his lips against hers, the kiss raw and hungry. Their tongues clashed, a battle for dominance, as they stumbled back against the warehouse wall. Her hands were already tugging at his belt, her nails scraping against his skin, while his fingers slipped under her corset, finding her skin hot and eager. The air was thick with lust, their breaths coming in sharp, horny gasps, the promise of an explosive release hanging between them.
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