Warlock: A Nephilim's Wrath: A Shawn Moore Novel 02

by D. R. Rosier

  She glared at me, “Everyone knows that.”

  I raised a hand, “What they don’t know, and what you don’t know, is Professor Sanders was already having an affair with Carol Stanley. You see, he’s already with her now that his wife is dead. They planned it together, to seduce you, and the professor got your email password, and planted the evidence of those threatening letters you supposedly sent.

  “He didn’t want his wife getting half, so they used you to take the fall for the murder they planned and executed. I know where the proof is, and can get you out of here. I can also make sure you can finish your schooling, and give you some money and a place to stay besides. But I’m afraid I’m going to need something from you to get your life back on track. Nothing in this life is free, and I’m offering you a lot.”

  She frowned, her voice soft now, “Who are you, and what do you want?”

  I flashed a little green fire between my fingertips.

  “Let’s just say Dana, that the world is more complicated than you believe it is. I have need of… potential heirs to my power, but I have enemies that would seek to prevent that. What I would like to do is get your life back on track, instead of spending the rest of your life in here, you’d get your degree, find a job and career, I’d even help you with living money and a place to stay. What I need is a child, I want you to have and raise that child. The catch is, you’d never see me again although I’d watch out for you as best as I could once we part.”

  She snorted, and then giggled, “You’re one sick bastard, should I spread my legs for you right here?”

  I smiled, “That might be awkward. No, what I suggest is you agree to a deal, a pact, to do what I just said for what I just offered. We’ll shake on it, and I’ll leave. Later on today, you’ll walk out the front door, and I’ll take you to your new apartment near the college so we’ll have a little privacy to conclude our deal.”

  She smirked, “And if I renege once you get me out?”

  I shrugged, “I’m a warlock. What that means is, if you follow the pact, you’ll have a chance to get your life back. I’m offering you a lot, for a lot. We both gain here. If you betray me after accepting the pact, you’ll forfeit your soul. Betraying me would be a very bad idea. But don’t worry, if you raise the kid your soul is perfectly safe.”

  She frowned, “You’re really asking me to sell my body if you get me out?”

  I shrugged, “Sort of. It’s not really about the sex though, that’s such a small thing, and pleasant. The offer is to restore your life for raising my child.”

  She asked, “How much money? And how long would the apartment be available for?”

  “Five hundred thousand, it should allow you plenty of time to finish schooling, and help with baby expenses until you launch that career. The apartment is yours, it’s actually a small condo, if you outgrow it, sell it.”

  She frowned, “I think your insane, but I’ll take it. If you disappear and nothing happens I’ll feel like an idiot, but that green fire was some shit.”

  I held out my hand, and she took it. Infernal magic rose up around us and the pact was sealed.

  I smiled and looked her in the eyes, “See you soon.”

  She blushed, and let go of my hand.

  I walked out and had Lilliana drive us home. Malina was acting like a precocious kitten, and we kissed and teased each other all the way home. Sometimes waiting for sex for a while made it that much better, not that she ever made me wait long.

  I could have gotten the evidence to the FBI and the police, and then waited, but I didn’t want to wait months before she was finally released by a slow ass legal system. Luckily I didn’t have to. It was also rather lucky that Professor Sanders was a sick bastard, and his new lady wasn’t far behind, they had recorded the whole thing.

  When we got home, I summoned a demon. Mainly because I didn’t want to go to Springfield either.

  I handed him three USB drives, and gave him instructions. He turned to smoke and disappeared. I practiced multi-tasking my magic for a while. It would take time even for a teleporting demon to finish the job. He was to make three copies of the video, on which not only was Mrs. Sanders killed, but the professor and girlfriend mocked Dana’s stupidity. It was all on there.

  One would go to the chief of police, another would go to the head of the violent crimes division in the Chicago branch of the FBI, the last would go to the governor in Springfield. He’d need it, mostly to justify his actions, because the demon was going to bamboozle him into giving Dana Ellis a full pardon for the gross miscarriage of justice.

  Maintaining five magical things at the same time, while being kissed and teased by a succubus was hard, I figured we had about an hour, so I took her upstairs. We played between the sheets, until the demon got back. Then it was a few spells to clean up, and we were headed back to the correctional facility to pick her up.

  I imagined a warden doesn’t drag his feet, when the governor calls and issues a pardon. We were only waiting about fifteen minutes, when she walked out with a dazed and shocked look on her face. I waved her over to the car.

  She slid in next to me, and I was in the middle, with Malina on the other side.

  “Hey Dana, you okay?”

  She nodded numbly and looked up at me, “I just can’t believe it’s true. You…” she trailed off and started to cry. At first, I thought it was because she was worried about the deal, and sleeping with me. But nope, she hugged me and started to sob on my shoulder. I wasn’t too bright sometimes, so it took me a minute to realize she was grateful to me, for getting her out of that hellhole.

  I held her close as she got it all out. She was an attractive woman, and being a guy the protective feelings inspired by a distraught woman started to change to desire, as her soft supple body lying against mine had the predicable effects.

  Malina was exuding a slight sexual aura as well, which seemed to be slowly shifting the atmosphere in the car. I wasn’t going to turn down any help either.

  “It’s okay Dana, you’re fine now, and the piece of shit that did this should be in jail by nightfall.”

  Lilliana had done some work for me, set up accounts, bought some properties through several twisted paths and fronts so it would make it hard for my enemies to track it all. I’d figured something like this might come up, and undoubtedly would again.

  She finally stopped crying, but I continued to hold her and she didn’t object. I released her when we arrived at the building that housed her new small two-bedroom condo.

  “Come on, you’re home.”

  She got out of the car, and waited for me. She was quiet, but didn’t look like she was lost and in shock anymore. She looked a little nervous, but that was pretty normal considering her day. I walked her to the condo, and opened it up.

  She walked in and looked around, it was already furnished, but it had no personal touches, she’d have to add those herself.

  She asked nervously, “So… how do we do this?”

  I smiled, “The way it’s normally done I’d imagine.”

  She snorted, “Right. So you’ll get me drunk first then?”

  I walked over and caressed her face and the side of her neck lightly. She trembled under my touch, and I leaned down for a kiss. At first it was very awkward, she was nervous and I had trouble matching her rhythm, mostly because she was too flustered to have one. I didn’t think the problem was attraction, I could tell by the way she looked at me she was attracted, from the moment she’d walked in the visiting room, it was more that we were strangers. Not to mention her ordeal.

  I asked, “Would a drink help? Actually, forget that, come with me,” I took her hand and led her into the bedroom, “Lie down on the bed.”

  She laid down, and looked up at me unsure.

  I smiled gently but my voice was firm and steady, “Turn over, on your stomach,” and I dropped the keys for the condo on the table.

  I wasn’t in a hurry, I also couldn’t use magic to calm her, since this was her par
t of the pact it had to be done the hard way, or not at all which would cost her soul. I got onto the bed and straddled her legs, and then touched her shoulders lightly, and moved her hair over. She stiffened a little bit, but relaxed a small amount when I started to massage her shoulders.

  “Just relax Dana, I promise I’ll be gentle.”

  I took my time, and massaged her slowly until she relaxed under me. It took a while, and then I removed her shirt, and started all over again. Eventually, I had her relaxed and feeling very good, and she turned over and pulled me down for a kiss. It was slow, tentative, and exploratory. And much better than the first. Then she sat up, and we slowly stripped each other.

  Her skin was soft and supple, and her hands felt good as she explored my body. When we were finally naked I took her in, she was gorgeous, shy, and a good woman. It’d been worth the extra effort, I thought she’d make a great mother, and I had to admit she was my type almost to a tee. After all the touching and massaging, my cock was as hard as a rock, painfully so.

  She hesitated for a moment, and I waited patiently. I’d realized she’d had very little control over her life lately, so if we were going to do this, I figured why not let it be on her terms? She smiled at me slyly and then pushed me onto my back, and straddled me.

  She reached back and gripped my length gently, and rubbed her wet swollen labia against my tip. Apparently my massage had an even greater effect on her than I’d thought. She sighed in pleasure as she slowly sunk down, and impaled her tight wet sex on my cock one inch at a time until our bodies met. She felt amazing wrapped around me, and the mixed look of shock and pleasure on her face was worth every bit of the wait.

  “Holy shit, you’re so big Shawn. Give me a minute,” she giggled, which did interesting things down below as the walls of her sex tightened and undulated against my length. Eventually her body got accustomed to my invasion and she sighed in pleasure.

  She put her hands on my chest, and started to slowly circle her body and ground down against me.

  She looked at me in the eye and said, “Don’t move.”

  Then she used me like a sex toy, and worked herself on my shaft slowly but with deliberation and growing delight. She completely controlled the angles and every aspect of our contact. She seemed lost in the sensations as she rode me and while it felt incredible on my side too, I could tell right now this was all about her, and her pleasure. She started to ride me a little faster, and swiveled her hips to grind her clit against me.

  When she came, it was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen, she surrendered to the pleasure of it, and I felt her tighten around me and milk me hard as she gave my balls a bath in her liquid pleasure. I was barely able to hold back, knowing this was about giving her my baby, not to mention how incredibly sexy that was. I just wasn’t ready for it to end, and I’d just came with Malina less than an hour ago, so my stamina and control was at its peak.

  “You’re beautiful,” I said softly.

  She blushed, but smiled, “Thanks, you can move now.”

  I reached up and pulled her down into a kiss, bent my knees for leverage, and then reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks tightly. Then I started to drill her both fast and hard from below.

  “Like this Dana?”

  She gasped, ‘Fuck… holy shit. Don’t… Don’t stop.”

  She kissed me then, as best she could as she bounced up and down my length. Then she mewled and cried in pleasure as I pushed her toward the edge. This time she came even harder, and gushed all over me. She was also tight, and the liquid friction of her sex milked me hard and fast as I continued to slam into her from below. I felt the familiar feeling of my legs start to go numb, and my balls tightened.

  She cried out as I expanded further within her, buried myself balls deep as hard as I could, and started to empty myself into her fertile womb. She collapsed on top of me, and I held her gently as we both came back down to Earth from our heights.

  She giggled again, which squeezed my still half hard cock, and then said, “Are you sure I can’t see you again?”

  I kissed her before I answered, “Yes, it’s safer that way. Plus, you have a life to get back to. My life is too… weird and dangerous, trust me.”

  She sighed, “All it took was this once?”

  “Magic,” I said softly.

  She rolled off of me, and laid on her back, “What now?”

  “The keys are on the night table, you’ll get all the paperwork in the mail in a couple of days, including your accounts, debit card and all that. I have a prepaid visa for five hundred, that should get you through a few days.”

  She nodded and frowned, “To be honest I’m not sure whether to thank you, or hate you for all of this.”

  “I get that,” I said softly, and I did. I’d taken advantage of her situation to get another kid out of it. But I’d also given her a lot, so there was that.

  I got up and started to get dressed while she studied me. I guessed I wasn’t getting another for the road this time, but that was okay. It was a pact, business, not a relationship. Still, I don’t remember the first time being this awkward at the end. Maybe she thought me not coming back was a rejection of some kind? I wasn’t a mind reader, so wasn’t sure.

  Maybe because I’d rode in and saved her, seduced her into sex and made her feel safe, and now I was abandoning her? I kind of felt like an asshole.

  “Good luck Dana, I wish you the best,” I said softly, and then I got out of there, she didn’t return the sentiment, or say goodbye.

  Chapter 4

  Lilliana asked curiously as I slipped into the back seat, “How’d it go, you were in there a while.”

  I sighed, “It went. She was nervous, it took time to get there.”

  Malina gave me a kiss, “Cheer up. She’ll be alright, and happier in the long run than being stuck in jail for something she didn’t do.”

  I smiled, of course she knew I felt ambivalent about it, she’d read my mind.

  Lilliana asked, “What’s the plan now?”

  I shrugged, “I’m going to cast for another soul pact opportunity, but let’s drive around, go past all the hotels in downtown, maybe we’ll get lucky and I’ll feel the other warlock, or his demon, with my detect magic.”

  Lilliana nodded and started the car, “Will do.”

  Lilliana drove off as I started the spell in my mind, clearly thinking one word completely before I started the next. A half a minute later, and new information entered my mind.

  I frowned, “I’ll do the other pact tomorrow, it’s going to take some prep time as well, and I want to search for the warlock.”

  Malina kissed my cheek and snuggled up against me. I have to admit, I kind of needed it. Once again I’d just fucked another woman, yet felt closer to and needed the ones around me even more. I decided not to analyze that too much, and just went with it. Malina’s hand stroked my leg while the other played with my hair, and it calmed me.

  We searched around the city for a little over an hour, and passed all the hotels. The problem was that my inherent ability to detect magic only worked for about thirty yards, maybe a little more, a hundred feet or so. That meant the guy could be up on one of the higher floors, or even just toward the back of the hotel and I wouldn’t find him. Really, it was a matter of luck and timing, and for right now it wasn’t paying off. Still, I supposed that was better than having a corpse to examine for a demonic magical signature, so far the new warlock had only been a pest.

  “Let’s head home, grab some dinner?”

  Lilliana said slyly, “Yes master,” and grinned at me impudently as she turned the car toward home...

  I wasn’t in the mood to be alone, so I grabbed Sal and headed up to the kitchen. I grabbed a drink, slapped Lilliana on her cute ass while she was busy preparing dinner, and then took a seat at the kitchen table.

  At first I’d thought Lilliana’s and Malina’s explanation of group tactics in a fight was simplistic, but as I read through Sal to see what my predecess
ors thought about it, I discovered they’d been right. Simple was better when fighting in four disparate groups, getting too creative would just cause problems and lead to friendly fire.

  Next I requested from Sal anything on magical detection spells and Sal came up blank. I’d been hoping he had a spell in there that was like my inherent ability but covered a larger area. Either it was impossible, or my ancestors had decided there was no point making a spell that did something they could already do.

  I found it hard to believe they never ran into a similar problem, but I filed it away in my mind anyway, with teleporting for when I had a better clue about magic and might develop my own spells.

  I realized the list might get really long before I was ready, so with a thought I had Al start another section. I grabbed a pen and named it wish list, and then added numbers one and two. Then I got back to my spells. Although it was easier to focus and study downstairs. I kept looking up at Lilliana, and the scent of her cooking was fabulous.

  Lilliana asked, “What is it?”

  I grinned and looked her up and down quite deliberately, “You’re very distracting, and that smells wonderful, what are you so sexily cooking over there.”

  She shook her head as if I were helpless, but she was also fighting a smile, “I’m making a mushroom sauce, for the pork chops which I’m brazing. Then I’ll stuff it into a pie crust and finish them up in the oven.”

  “Sounds good.”

  I tried to get back to the book, but Malina snuck up behind me and started to give me a massage.

  Malina said carefully, “It’s normal you know, the way you felt, the way you feel. Ironically it’s easier to make deals for souls than the other. Your ancestors found it the hardest part as well.”

  I frowned, “Damn, so the evil laughter when I take advantage of a woman isn’t going to kick in soon?”