Succubus Lord 3

by Eric Vall

  “I’ll never let you down,” I winked at the succubus, “even if my life depended on it.”

  “That’s good to hear.” The fit blonde’s grin turned into a look of fury as her eyes settled on Ira. “I-- Ira!”

  Cupi shot straight up and blasted a freezing spell directly into her enemy.

  Ira didn’t even try to fight back, and her body instantly tensed up and froze in place.

  “Let her go, Cupi,” I reassured the blonde. “She’s on our side.”

  Cupi raised her eyebrow and looked at me like I had a third eye.

  “Our side?” she argued. “She was just trying to kill us a few minutes ago.”

  “That’s right,” I nodded, “but Ira has agreed to join us. Sort of. Mainly, she wants to be free of Azazel.”

  “That’s what I have been telling her since back at the mansion,” Sia sounded more annoyed than usual as she stood to her feet. “What made her change her mind?”

  “I saw Jacob at full power,” Ira cooed. “Not to mention, he beat me raw like a dog, and my sub side is totally into that.”

  “Too much information, sister.” Liby gagged playfully and then walked over to Sia. “I hate to be a bother, Superbia, but our newfound ally messed up my wing pretty bad.”

  Libidine outstretched her injured wing, and the redheaded madame began to examine it.

  Sia grimaced as she took in the damage, and then she clicked her tongue playfully. “That’s not too bad.” Her frown turned into a smile. “I’ve brought people back from the literal brink of death. I think I can handle a piece of torn skin.”

  The redhead’s hand lit up with golden flames as she caressed Liby’s mangled appendage. The wing was surrounded with the warm, yellowish glow of the spell, and then it began to re-grow before our eyes. At the center hole, the flaps of skin around the edge began to extend back inward. Meanwhile, the bone that was jutting out of the top mended itself until it once again had a familiar bat-like frame. Within seconds, Libidine’s entire body was healed.

  “Speaking of which,” I spoke up, “we need to get you back to the battlefield. I’m sure there are a lot of our followers and angels who were injured and could use your help.”

  Sia nodded with a smile. “I’m always glad to be of assistance, Jacob.”

  The five of us made our way back through the woods until we stumbled back into the clearing that housed the Porta ad Inferos. Sia went to work instantly, dashing back and forth across the battlefield and assisting anyone who was injured with her healing spell.

  Across the way, I noticed Todd and Uriel stagger through the tree line on the opposite side of the clearing. The little imp threw up both his hands in victory.

  “Todd’s not dead, bitches!” he exclaimed and ran toward us.

  “You guys okay?” I asked the second Todd wrapped his tiny arms around my leg in an embrace. “You missed all the good stuff.”

  “I dunno, bro.” The imp shook his head. “Urinal and I kicked some more demon ass while we were over there. I even got into a fiddle-off with Lucifer himself. I had to show that sonovabitch that I was the best that’s ever been!”

  “Or,” Uriel rolled his eyes as he approached, “my wing was damaged by the dog’s teeth, and we got lost in the forest.”

  “Nah, I totally won that fiddle made of gold,” Todd lied.

  I patted the imp on the head. “Sure, you did, little buddy,” I chuckled. “Sure, you did.”

  “There needs to be a guardian of this place,” Jane spoke up. “Especially now that its location has been revealed, and it’s set to become public land.”

  “I can deal with that,” Ira chimed in. “I may have switched sides, but I’m still ‘Mrs. Franklin.’ I’ll ask to speak again before Congress, and then I’ll get them to reverse Proposition Sixty-Six. This land is going to stay with the Edisons.”

  “Then it will need a guardian more than ever,” Cupi explained. “We can’t be here twenty-four seven, but maybe one of our Divine friends can help us find a protector for the Edisons?”

  “Uh, shouldn’t we ask them how they feel about this?” I laughed. “We should probably go check on them, anyway.”

  “Agreed,” Raphael’s voice joined the conversation. “They need to know that they are safe, but that they are also being asked by the Divine to perform a crucial role in this war.”

  “On that subject,” Todd motioned to the angels that stood on the battlefield with the cultists, “who are these Woodstock-looking dudes and dudettes over there?”

  “I’ll explain along the way.” Raphael smiled at the imp.

  The Archangel turned around, whistled, stuck his hand into the air, and then closed it into a fist. The rest of the angels mimicked the gesture and then began to march toward us.

  “Uh, right,” Oliver mumbled and stuck his hands around his mouth. “Cult of Ralston, assemble!”

  “Holy copyright infringement, Batman,” Todd clicked his tongue.

  We all made our way back to the old barn that housed the old couple, and we were followed by the cult and a group of angels.

  I really hoped Elmer wasn’t going to have another heart attack when he saw our motley crew.

  We got to the massive door of the barn, and I slowly pushed it open. The cock of a shotgun told me that Elmer and Betty were still safe and sound.

  “Who’s there?” the old man demanded. “I’ve got a weapon, and I ain’t afraid to use it!”

  I held up my hands as the flanneled man appeared from the shadows, gun at the ready. “It’s just me, Elmer,” I said as I tried to calm the man down. “We won.”

  “How do I know you aren’t another one of those little demons, trying to trick me?” he demanded.

  “Elmer, it’s me,” I explained. “Jacob Ralston. My redheaded friend saved you from having a heart attack, remember?”

  Elmer was visibly sweating and trembling. The poor guy must have been terrified.

  “Elmer Edison,” Uriel’s calm-but-booming voice called out from behind. “Hello, my friend.”

  The old man’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he lowered the gun.

  “Are you-- Are you what I think you are?” he asked.

  Uriel nodded. “Yes, my friend,” the blond man confirmed. “I am an angel.”

  “Betty, get out here!” he called to his wife. “There’s a-- a real angel out here who wants to meet us!”

  Betty waddled out from behind one of the banisters and sauntered over next to her husband. The second she saw Uriel, she clasped her hands together, fell to her knees, and bowed.

  Elmer was right behind her.

  “Please, please.” Uriel chuckled. “You don’t need to bow. I’m not even that far up on the Chain of Being, relatively speaking.”

  As the Edisons returned to their feet, the rest of our crew entered the barn.

  “This is the Army of the Divine,” the Archangel explained. “Your own property is now sacred ground, Elmer and Betty Edison.”

  “S--Sacred ground?” Betty gasped.

  “That’s right,” Todd interjected. “We just had a badass epic demon vs. angel battle out by the old well, led by yours truly. I’m available to pose for the statue whenever you’d like.”

  “He’s only halfway joking,” I pointed out.

  “Your well contains the Porta ad Inferos, the portal to Hell,” Raphael now added. “That’s why the demons wanted your land so badly.”

  “But we defeated them and drove them back to the pits from whence they came.” Sia nodded.

  “My succubus friend is correct,” Uriel continued. “Your property is now the site of the first major battle between the forces of Heaven and Hell in centuries.”

  “The Battle of Hell’s Gate,” Raphael interrupted.

  “We’re-- I don’t know what to say,” Elmer sputtered.

  Sia placed her hand tenderly on the old man’s shoulder. “Then don’t say anything. You two are safe for now.”

  “What about Marvin Franklin?” Betty asked. “Our lan
d is still going to get scooped up and given to the Government.”

  Ira stepped forward, and the old couple pulled back in horror.

  “No, they won’t.” She sighed. “I’ve been terrible to you, Edisons. I’m sorry. I’m going to try to atone for all my sins, starting with what my ‘husband’ and I did to you. After everything is done here, I’m headed back to D.C. to get the Proposition reversed.”

  “What about the demons?” Elmer continued. “They found us once, what’s stopping them from finding us again?”

  “I shall request the Exalted One to send one of his most trusted Archangels to guard over this place,” Raphael explained. “He shall be the first angelic Watcher that the Earth has had in centuries.”

  Todd nudged Elmer’s knee playfully. “Hear that?” he giggled. “You guys are getting your own Watcher. I’d rather have one of those around than one of those cable company all-in-one home security systems.”

  “Elmer and Betty Edison,” Raphael commanded as he stepped forward and placed his hands on their shoulders. “You have been tasked by the Exalted One with guarding the Porta ad Inferos from Lucifer and his minions,” he explained. “Do you accept?”

  “Of course we do,” Elmer nodded solemnly. “Anything for the big man upstairs.”

  “Excellent!” the Archangel exclaimed. “Then it is settled. Uriel and I will return home to strategize and deal with our divine duties--”

  “That means they’re totally gonna bang,” Todd whispered to me.

  “--and then we will figure out where to go from there,” he finished. “This war is far from over, but we have won for now.”

  Raphael, Uriel, and the rest of the angels walked back outside and then turned around.

  “Until next time, Jacob.” Raphael nodded, and then the entire group vanished into a brilliant white light.

  “We’d better get going ourselves,” I said to the old couple as I handed them a card with our cell numbers on it. “Take care of yourself, Edisons. Call us if you ever need us.”

  I shook Elmer and Betty’s hands one final time before we walked away.

  “Uh, do you have room for one more?” Ira asked coyly as we walked toward our car. “Or is the orgy vehicle full?”

  “I think we can manage.” I winked at the dark-haired succubus.

  “What about us?” Oliver asked hopefully. “I really don’t care to take an Uber all the way back to Arizona.”

  “Wait, did you take one from Phoenix to here?” I said in shock.

  “Of course!” the white-haired man scoffed. “How else were we going to get dozens of people out here on such short notice? Surely there’s enough in Quinn’s accounts to cover the sixty-thousand-dollar bill.”

  “When we get back, remind me to give you a lecture about finances.” Sia sighed.

  “Perhaps the purchase of some buses would be in order?” Oliver asked with a raised finger.

  “Buses?” I scoffed. “Those things cost an arm and a leg to keep up! We may finally have an income flow thanks to the strip club, but even then--”

  “A single bus is going to cost much less than sixty-thousand dollars every time we need them somewhere,” Sia argued.

  “That’s... That’s fair,” I chuckled. “Remind me to look into bus prices when we get back to Phoenix. For now, I guess just take a Greyhound or something. It’ll still put a dent in our wallet, but it can’t possibly be as expensive as dozens of cross-country Ubers.”

  Finally, we came upon Shadow, still parked where we had left her. I hopped into the driver’s seat, while Ira and Todd slipped in beside me and the other three succubi jumped into the back.

  “We’ll see you guys back at the mansion,” I called out to Jane and Oliver through the rolled-down window. “We’re gonna drop Ira off back in D.C., and then we’ll be on our way.”

  “I can’t wait,” Jane purred as her eyes narrowed. “It’s about time for another one of our ‘check-ins.’”

  The brunette cultist whipped around and started walking down the makeshift path. As she walked, she made sure to pop her ass back and forth playfully. She knew I was watching, and she knew it was just what I wanted to see.

  Oliver and the rest of the cultists followed Jane excitedly.

  I may have been eager about seeing Jane again, but I certainly wasn’t looking forward to getting that travel bill.

  I flipped the key, and Shadow roared to life. I put her into gear, and then we headed off down the path.

  We gave the cultists a playful wave as we drove past, and they responded with a mixture of playful annoyance and cheers. A few minutes later, we were back on the country road that would lead us back to the highway.

  “There was something I wanted to ask you, Ira,” I remembered. “You mentioned something about how ‘they’ were afraid of my Divine powers. Raphael and Azazel said something similar. What the fuck are you all talking about?”

  None of the succubi said anything as an uncomfortable silence filled the air.

  “It’s a secret,” Ira finally cooed. “I’ll let you know once you get to know me a little better.”

  “That won’t take long.” I laughed. “That fight was really draining. I’ve got to get stronger a.s.a.p. if you get my drift.”

  “I hope you’re into bondage,” Todd cackled.

  “Nonsense.” Ira giggled. “For Jacob, I’ll start off gentle. Then maybe we can work our way up to that kind of thing.”

  “We’ll see,” I said thoughtfully. “That’s all I’m gonna say about that.”

  The sun was shining brightly along the mountains of Virginia as we passed through. It was a beautiful day, and we now had a beautiful new ally and a few new friends. We’d just won a legitimate battle against the forces of Hell, fucked over Azazel, and saved the universe once more. Most importantly, we’d added a new succubus to the group, one who was more powerful and unpredictable than any we’d encountered before.

  Azazel’s powers were dwindling by the minute as mine grew stronger and stronger. Soon, I would have his other three succubi, and he would be little more than a worthless, spineless coward.

  I looked around at the succubi and Todd, and then I leaned back in my seat.

  As long as we were together, I don’t think there was anything in the entire universe that could stop us.

  End Book 3

  End Notes

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