by Randi Darren
Closing the portal behind himself, he looked around.
It was exactly as he’d left it.
There was a deep groan he could hear through the wall itself.
A clearly sexual one.
He didn’t have to pull on his Essence to know it was Jes.
In his bedroom.
Swallowing hard, Sam opened the door to his bedroom and walked inside.
Looking at the bed, he found Jes.
Naked, curled on her side, alone, and fingering herself.
“Jes?” Sam asked, coming over to her and laying a hand to her shoulder.
“Sam?” asked the Succubus, rolling toward him.
Her skin was a dark red color, black horns curled up from her temples, and her eyes were a golden color with pin-prick pupils.
“Sam!” declared the Succubus and then grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him down into the bed next to her. “Oh, thank heavens. I’ve been so hungry. So, so, hungry. Insane with it. I finally locked myself in here, in your bed, and just… kept myself busy.”
Jes sounded slightly broken as she spoke, her hands trembled and held to his face and jaw.
“Sam, my one and only, please feed me. I’m so very hungry,” pleaded Jes. “I haven’t eaten anything since the glory portal. Feed your Succubus. She needs you.”
The fear in his heart vanished and Sam could only hold tightly to Jes.
I’ve changed so much. So very much.
And yet I still never really considered it.
“I can’t feed from anyone but you, my Branded,” Jes said, nibbling at his shoulder. “Only you, or someone we share. But never another man. One-man kind of woman. Please, please feed me.”
“After you put your Brand on me, and mine on you, then I’ll feed you. Till you feel full,” Sam promised, nuzzling Jes.
In all the hubbub, he’d ended up not fulfilling his promise to either Jes or Aster about the exchanging of brands.
Both of them had forgotten as well.
“I love you,” squeaked Jes before she bit down hard on his shoulder. Her teeth actually breaking the skin.
She’s not hungry, she’s starving.
“I love you, too,” Sam said, letting her gnaw at him.
As she literally chewed at him in her crazed hunger, Sam slowly built up his brand into a construct. One that would mark someone indefinitely.
In a way that couldn’t ever be shaken or broken free from.
“Jezebel, you need to put your brand together if I’m going to wear it,” Sam said softly as he finished constructing his own.
“Can’t,” Jes mumbled around his flesh. “Can’t think. So hungry. Just brand me. Then feed me.”
Any other Succubus would have been on their thirtieth man by now.
You’re a wonder, Jes.
Laying the brand to the spot between her breasts, he held it there.
This wasn’t something he could force on her. It was something she’d have to willingly take on her own. That was part of why wearing another’s brand was such a big deal.
It could only be voluntary.
“You have to accept the b—”
Jes slapped her hand down atop his brand and it sank straight into her without any resistance at all.
She hadn’t just accepted the brand, she’d made it part of herself. He could feel it when his awareness trickled down and through her. Going from her, to her plane as well.
“Feed your Succubus,” Jes pleaded, staring up at him, her lips and teeth bloody.
Yes. Feed my Succubus.
Twenty-Five - Good Girl -
Cooing happily, Jes continued to suck on his length for several more seconds. It was like lightning traveling up and down his body however. He was incredibly sensitive right now after having Jes quite literally feed on him five times in a row.
Without a break in between any of them.
Coming off him for the first time in perhaps two hours, Jes let out a breath.
“Oooh, I feel so much better. I know it isn’t quite as fun as sex but this really is the best way for me to just feed,” Jes said, her hand idly stroking his length. “I get most of it from your orgasm, but your cum does help.”
Leaning her head down, Jes ran her tongue over the tip, and then sucked on it for a few seconds.
“Ah,” Jes said releasing him again. “I think I’m okay for a bit now. We can pick this up again in a bit.”
“Uh huh,” Sam mumbled, slumped low in the recliner. He was feeling more than a little boneless right now. He’d never been pleasured so well, or for so long, without having anything to feed on.
It was a lovely feeling to be sure.
Sighing with a wide smile, Jes hummed to herself and then rolled her tongue over his tip again.
“You were surprised,” Jes said, her enchanting eyes flicking up to his face.
“Huh?” Sam asked, feeling like the conversation had just turned hard in a different direction.
“You were surprised that I hadn’t fed on anyone,” Jes said, smiling at him. Her hand idly continuing to stroke his shaft.
Sam considered lying, but realized there was no point in that.
“I was. I found that I was rather… concerned… at the idea that you’d feed elsewhere,” Sam admitted, meeting her eyes directly.
“That’s a fair worry,” Jes said, wrinkling her nose as her hand moved back and forth. “If it wasn’t me, that is. I think I’ve demonstrated beyond a doubt I’m a one-man girl. Even if I was locked up, imprisoned, held against my will, I wouldn’t give in. I would never betray you. Not for anything. I’m not a whore.”
Sam didn’t want to admit it, but her statement appealed to him. It hit him far closer to home than he thought it would.
“I love you, Sam. I’m not just some dumb bimbo Succubus who can’t keep it together,” said Jes with a grin. “I can’t ever deny I was sorely tempted. I was hungry. But it was easy to deny it when it came down to the fact that I knew it would be a betrayal.
“Now, let’s move on from this cute, if sappy, conversation. Because I know you get a little fidgety when you start looking inward. How about…”
Jes held up her left hand and in her palm she built out her brand smoothly.
“Will you wear my brand?” asked the Succubus, gazing up at him from where she knelt on the ground.
“Course, I will,” Sam said. Scooping her brand from her palm, Sam quickly slapped it to his chest and worked to incorporate it into himself.
There were no doubts in his mind about Jes.
Not a single one.
A warm and deep sense of love suffused him as Jes’ brand expanded across his chest and quickly filled itself into what made Sam, Sam.
Leaping from his avatar and crossing down the link that led back to his personal plane, Jes’ brand attached itself quite firmly there, too.
Essentially giving her complete control over everything that was his. She was his partner in full, in every way.
“Oooh, that was rather sexy,” Jes said, leaning her head down and taking him fully into her mouth. Slowly she began to bob her head back and forth, sucking gently on his semi-erect self.
“Ready for more?” she asked, his member stuck between her lips and muffling her words. “Because I am.”
“Yeah,” Sam said adjusting himself in the recliner. “I’m ready for another.”
“Good,” Jes said after letting him fall from her lips. “Cause we’re going to get into the bed. I’m going to open my womb, you’re going to unlock your seed, and we’re going to consummate this. And if we get pregnant, we get pregnant. After we’re done, I close my womb back down, and you lock your seed up. Are you ready?”
Even as she spoke, Jes had gotten to her feet and moved over to the bed.
Sam was surprised to find he was indeed ready.
Ready for everything Jes had just stated and willing to do as she’d laid out.
Getting up, Sam moved over to the bed, crawling up onto it just as Jes was shifting
herself into the middle of it.
“That’s my man,” Jes said, one hand coming up to rub at his side as she adjusted herself beneath him. “And you’ve changed so much since we met. There were a few times early on that I swore you were contemplating chasing me off.”
I mean… that’s not untrue.
Either of those statements.
I really have changed. A lot.
I’m wearing another’s brand.
And… I might put a child in Jes.
Running her hand up along Sam’s side, Jes seemed to be quite happy with the situation.
“You don’t miss your old life at all?” Sam asked as he settled his knees against Jes’ hips.
“Course, I do,” Jes said with a laugh. “The memories can be quite painful at times. But that doesn’t mean my life right now is bad. I know better. That part of my life is over. This is my life now. No sense in crying over what I lost. All I can do is move forward. Though I do look forward to punishing Jena.
“And you know what… I don’t think this position is going to work for me.”
Jes pushed on Sam, tilting him to one side and into the bed. Moving quickly she shoved him onto his back and got herself atop him.
“For our first time, where I might just catch a child, we’re going to do this with me on top,” Jes murmured, staring down at him with wide hungry eyes.
Patting his shoulder, she gave him a wide smile.
“You ready for me, Sammy? My Incubus? My man?” Jes asked, her nethers grinding down atop his now extremely hard manhood. “You unlock those baby-makers for me?”
Looking up at the Succubus atop him, his brand glowing a faint red on her chest, Sam nodded his head. His seed was active.
They’d have about as much chance as anyone did having unprotected sex.
Jes grinned and patted his cheek gently with her left hand. Then put it down next to his head.
Reaching down with her right hand she took hold of his tip and expertly slid it straight up between her lips.
“I love you, Sammy. So very much,” Jes murmured, her lower lip catching between her teeth as she pushed herself down. His member glided into her, stretching her slick and tight walls.
Letting out a slow breath as her teeth dug into her lip, Jes closed her eyes.
Putting both of her hands on Sam’s shoulders, she settled her rear end firmly down in his lap. Then ground it down as if she were trying to get every last millimeter of him inside of her.
Unable to help himself, Sam reached up and laid his hands to Jes’ hips. Holding to her, he had a hard time focusing on much else other than what she was doing.
Jes knew what he wanted and how he wanted it. He was as open to her, as Wren was to him.
Rolling her hips back and forth, Jes only let him slide an inch or two one way or the other. Each time she got him down to the hilt, her warm insides tried to crush him, her body flexing as she did so.
Taking in a slow breath, Sam let his eyes wander upward from Jes’ waist, along her stomach, across her perfect chest, and up to her face.
Watching the Succubus as she rode him, Sam was once again floored by her beauty, the way she treated him, and how she’d trusted him in everything.
He knew her true name almost the day he met her. Knew her brand as intimately as his own.
Where he’d shied away from her, Jes had always run forward to get closer.
Opening her eyes, as if feeling the attention, she looked down to Sam and gave him a pretty smile.
“You like watching me,” she purred even as she continued to grind her hips into him with each roll of her body.
“I love watching my Succubus,” Sam replied, his fingers pushing down on her waist as she moved down as well.
“Sammy, you always know just what to say to me,” Jes said and then leaned down to him and bit down on his neck, following it up with a kiss. She was laying almost flat on him even as she continued to ride him into the bed.
“What else do you love about your Succubus?” she asked as she continued to lay soft bites and kisses along his neck.
He didn’t have to think hard about that.
“Everything,” he said almost at the same time he felt Jes fling his sensitivity up and beyond anything he should be able to feel.
Groaning, Sam pushed his hips up into her as Jes laughed softly.
“Sammy. My Sammy,” Jes whispered in his ear. “You already taste amazing and you haven’t popped. Let’s get you there.”
Leaning away from him, Jes put her hands back down on his shoulders. Taking hold of him she started to pump herself up and down. His eager member was rammed deep by Jes, only for her to bounce back up and get it almost to the tip.
Focusing entirely in on Jes, Sam knew she was working him splendidly. Pulling at his desires and wants, even while getting what she wanted.
Jes was also rapidly spiraling toward an orgasm.
She was never hard to get there, and was almost comically quick to release. She was easy to please.
“Ahhh, yes,” Jes squeaked, tilting her head back and giving her hair a shake. Lifting herself just a bit higher, she kept slamming herself down into Sam’s lap, plunging him hard to the back of her depths.
A strange sensation took over Sam as his Succubus brought him faster to an orgasm.
Like a door in his mind he’d never known existed was slowly being rocked off its hinges. It wasn’t just being opened, but thrown down.
“Yes!” Jes squealed, her wings shooting out on each side of her. They began to flap as she went up, only to let gravity take over to impale herself back down onto Sam’s length.
Realizing he was about to release, Sam grabbed hold of Jes firmly and pulled her down atop himself. Thrusting upward at the same time.
Shivering atop him, her wings stretched out as wide as possible, Jes hit her own orgasm.
The door inside his mind tore off the frame and he was suddenly drowning in Essence from Jes. An overwhelming and never-ending stream of extremely pure emotional Essence. Very similar to the type he got from Decima.
Pure love.
Devouring it as fast as possible, he kept thrusting up into Jes as he came.
Lashing an Essence spike together he rammed it home as hard as he could into Jes. Wanting to feast on her.
Tightening up on him, Jes lost control of her breathing and held her breath instead. At about the same time, she spiked him just as he had her.
Reaching up with one hand, Sam grabbed Jes by the back of her head and jerked her down. Then kissed her hungrily, gorging himself on the sweet Essence that was rolling off of her.
Lost in that sloppy kiss, Sam just kept thrusting into Jes as he emptied out into her. Then she spiked him again, to which Sam happily spiked her in return.
Their orgasms both being forced to continue.
Wrapping his free arm around Jes’ hips, Sam kept pumping into her, kissing her.
Minutes later, after several more spikes from him and Jes, Sam finally fell out of his orgasm.
Panting through his nose, he didn’t release Jes’ lips. He kissed her as if that were his only goal in life.
To which, Jes kissed him back in just the same way. Her hands holding tight to him, pressing in close to him.
Finally, Jes broke the kiss and lifted her head up partially.
“Wow,” she mumbled. “That was amazing.”
“You taste amazing,” Sam replied, looking up at her.
Something had changed drastically for him. Eating from a Succubus shouldn’t be possible.
“You’re both amazing. Oh my god. Can we get a three-way going now? I want to ride your face, Jes, while Sam fucks you.”
Looking over, Sam found Aster standing near the foot of the bed, camera in hand. Hillary was standing near the corner of the room, reading a magazine and pretending she wasn’t where she was.
“Can I?” Aster asked. “Let’s hand our brands to one another and then… I just really want to climb on your face, Jes. You’re s
o pretty. I bet you eat pussy like a champ.”
Sitting up slowly atop Sam, Jes’ wings slid out and flapped a little.
“Really?” Jes asked with a wide smile. Of everyone in his harem, Jes had actually shown a little interest in Aster. Everyone else was a toy to her.
“You’re gorgeous. Let me ride your face, then you can ride mine. I’ll eat you out while Sam rams it down your throat or takes me from behind. And then maybe a team blowjob for Sam? I bet we could talk Hill into joining us,” Aster said.
“No!” Hillary proclaimed. “No. I’m just here to take those stupid photos I promised I would, Ass.”
“You wouldn’t want to help us take care of Sammy? Awfully selfish of you. He needs you, Hill,” Aster said. “Now… how about that branding. I need you two to unload on my chest, then I’ll give you mine.
“Then more fucking. Lots more fucking.”
“Sure,” Sam said with a chuckle. “Let’s do that.”
“Ah… maybe,” Jes said, rolling her hips with Sam still deep inside her. “I think… Aster, I’m going to ride your face first. Sam is going to fill you up as I do it. Then I’m going to eat from you while Sam chokes you with his member. Because you don’t deserve any of his seed right now. It’s mine until I let you have any of it.”
Everyone had turned to look at Jes as she spoke.
“After that… I might let you ride my face,” Jes said, smiling beautifully at Aster. “But I think, my sweet, lovely Elemental, that you’re in for a surprise. You’re going to be a to-go box for me at best. Sam will fill you up, and I’ll eat when I’m ready. You’re just holding it till I take it from you. And when I’m not doing that, I’m going to ride your face till you’re drowning. Till your tongue is sore, your lips chapped, and your jaw aching. If you’re especially good, for a while, I’ll finally let you sit upon my face.”
Aster had a blank and wide-eyed look to her.
Slowly, she nodded her head minutely.
“Good girl. That’s the right answer,” Jes said, then held a hand out to her. “Now come here, and let’s brand one another. I’ll give you a kiss if you come over here quickly. After that, you can start licking me clean. Be a good little submissive-Elemental, no tantrums at all, and I’ll let you have a treat later tonight, too.”
