by D. R. Rosier
“What do you want,” I asked coldly.
She sighed, “I’m sorry Andrew, I didn’t think of the cost to you, I only thought about getting one over on my sister, and getting back in the game. I care about you, and want to see you succeed, to see us both succeed. It’s a long story. But listen, you’ll want to hear this.”
“What?”
She tentatively smiled, “Katia is on her way here. And she knows some of the truth, about what you are and what you had to do.”
“How do you know that?”
She shrugged, “I’m a bit petty at times. I used three demons on the ruse for you, only two were killed and sent back to hell. The third one stuck around, keeping an eye on your mom so I could see the chagrin and annoyance on my sister’s face when she discovers exactly what I did. It’s only a matter of time, you were watched by them you know, just not well enough. Anyway, she went to see your mother, and apparently Carolyn was moved by your Katia’s tears and love for you, so she’s on her way. Two days I’d say.”
I nodded, “Is there any way we can make it work?”
Lilith tilted her head, “Maybe, but I doubt it. She’d have to accept restrictions, a demon guard at all times when she leaves this penthouse, and she’d have to be willing to share you with me, and possibly others.”
“Others?”
Lilith nodded, “The magic searches for the best match on all levels, there’s a good chance any guardian will be female, and eventually be bound by love and sex, as well as the pact. Not guaranteed, but we’ll see. Even past that, there’s the heir issue, you will be spreading your seed around rather freely over the next few centuries. Why don’t you cast the spell and we’ll find out about your protector?”
I sighed, way to change the subject. She was probably right, Katia would hate restrictions like that, plus having to share me? I’d be lucky if she didn’t cut my dick off.
I guess I’d have a long talk with Katia, and most likely be saying goodbye. Lilith was right, it was dangerous, and even if I avoided having sex with my succubus patron, which was highly unlikely, there was the matter of those hidden heirs I needed to seed around that she’d mentioned. I couldn’t be faithful to Katia, no matter what, not anymore. Not as a warlock with Lilith as my patron.
I loved Katia more than anything, but my immortal soul and how I spent eternity was on the line.
The conversation would be heartbreaking, for both of us, but I owed her that much at least, and so much more. I sighed, and brought the spell to mind. Before I could cast it however, I felt Lilith move, and then her lips were on mine. It was a soft, sweet, lingering kiss, full of emotions that moved me despite myself. The kiss offered me comfort, and I kissed her back, and it inevitably deepened as her hands ran along my chest. I wanted to hate her even as I’d been flattered she’d worked so hard to get me here, to become my patron. It made me feel important, as stupid as that sounds. But I felt my anger drain, she was attentive, honest with me about it, and in truth I wanted her very badly.
So much for no sex for a long while.
She was so beautiful, sexy, and desirable. I couldn’t even blame the magic, just her body’s natural scent and allure, and Lilith’s sweet sensual personality. I was so going to hell. Well, actually I was, but… never mind.
She sighed into my mouth, “You have me Andrew,” and she unzipped my shorts, pulled my cock out, straddled me in the chair, and impaled herself in one smooth movement. Obviously, she wasn’t wearing panties under that sundress. Being inside her again felt incredible, especially without the urgency and magic forcing a quick rise toward completion.
She tore off her dress, and fed me her already tight hardened nipples. The taste of her flesh made my cock twitch, and she moaned in approval as I made love to her breasts with my mouth and hands. I tweaked one nipple as I lightly bit down on another. She was so responsive to my touch, and it spurned me on to greater efforts as I lost myself in our coupling, and the shared pleasure of our bodies.
She ground herself in slow circles, tightening and loosening around me in a way that felt unreal. Her sex was so hot, soft, and tight around mine as she leaned her head forward to kiss me. Her quickening breaths were a match for mine, as our tongues started to dance and play together. Her nails felt good against the back of my neck, and running through my hair. She was incredible as she rode me, of course she was, she was a succubus after all. The pleasure was mind-bending, her scent was intoxicating, and her warm kisses and cute squeaks of pleasure into my mouth went right to my libido and rising pleasure. She was mine, as much as I belonged to her, she was mine for this life.
My succubus, I claimed deep within my mind.
She shuddered and convulsed around me, came undone and bathed my cock in her silken ecstatic pleasure as she gasped out, “Yes Andrew, I’m yours.”
The idea that my intensely possessive thought had pushed her over into ecstasy, plus the incredible feeling of her pussy convulsing and milking me, was too much for me. I pushed up hard into her sweet sexy and supple body, and exploded in pleasure. It was intense, one of the most intense orgasms ever, but it was a totally natural one as I lived in that short moment of infinite ecstasy and filled her with my seed.
She moaned softly in approval, and I held her to me gently as her sex continued to milk me gently, to claim all my essence. It was so intimate, and so right, and so wrong. The conflict was still there, but I was helpless to resist her, there was no point.
She suggested lightly in a sultry voice, “She may be willing to share you, I could… seduce her?”
I laughed, “Thanks for the thought, and the idea of both of you together is a mind blowing one, but let’s see what she decides first. No unnatural influence.”
She leaned back and looked into my eyes, as if to gauge the sincerity of my decision.
“Very well Andrew, no unnatural influence, I promise. Let’s do the spell, before it gets too late. Vampires aren’t actually hurt by the sun, but they tend to come out at night more than any other time. It may be best for now if you confine yourself to leaving this building in the daylight. Also, don’t forget to do your protections and the partitioning. Anytime you leave our home you need to be protected with magic.”
I frowned, “Isn’t that a bit paranoid?”
She nodded, “For good reason. You aren’t the same anymore Andrew, you have a powerful aura of infernal magic. If a mage sees you, and your unprotected, he may decide to do the world a favor and kill you, and you’d be dead with no protections. You have power now, but it won’t do you any good if you don’t use it to protect yourself.”
I sighed, “Alright, you convinced me. I’ll be safe.”
Part of me wanted to drag her to the bedroom, and do the rest tomorrow, this was the second time we’d had sex and I still hadn’t had time to leisurely explore her sexy body, and taste her sex. Not that I was complaining, she initiated sex both times, and skipped the foreplay. I supposed a succubus was just always ready, period.
I spanked her ass, “Now get up and I’ll get that done.”
She giggled, and got off me, and dropped to her knees.
I was a bit shocked, but didn’t stop her as she cleaned up our mess, with her tongue, before she packed my cock back away in my pants. Then she flashed with a white light and looked freshly showered, her clothes were perfect, and she no longer had a sheen of sweat on her body.
“That’s impressive, could you do that for me?”
She nodded, and I suddenly felt like I just got out of the shower.
She winked, “I liked cleaning you up the other way though, we’re very tasty all mixed together on your cock.”
Damn, I was hard again, the vixen.
She laughed a bit wickedly, “You can fuck me again later, or anytime.”
I sighed, and brought up the spell in my mind. It wasn’t necessary to actually say it aloud. But, it was very important not to blur words, so it wasn’t any faster to cast that way, as I mentally intoned every word of the spell in t
he center of my mind. The reason for doing it this way was practice, the idea when in a mage duel was to hide what spell I’d be casting, so they couldn’t get a counter ready until it was too late.
The information flooded my mind, and it was kind of odd.
“I didn’t get a human. Julia Rodriguez, tiger shifter, forty-two years old, she’s in an alley right now, hiding from the other shifters for some reason.”
Lilith tilted her head, “That’s not a great idea. Taking a shifter wouldn’t go over well with their whole community, plus shifters can’t become vampires. The bite makes them violently ill, and they usually fight it off over several days.”
I frowned, “Has a warlock ever tried? Are you sure it won’t work with a full demon animal? I included that in the specifications for the spell, that I’d be able to make her immortal, and my family line guardian, for as long as it exists.”
She pursed her lips and looked dubious, “Maybe, it hasn’t been tried, most warlocks aren’t stupid enough to steal from the pack, but if the shifter and demon magic conflict inside her, and the shifter kills the essence from a simply vampire siring, then a full demon binding might be even worse. It could kill her.”
I frowned, “Look, she’s already hiding from the pack, so there might be extenuating circumstances there. Do we trust the magic or not? I doubt it would send me to her if the demon possession and magic would kill her.”
Lilith sighed, “Leave it to you to do something different, fine. Trust the magic. I still say it will be trouble, at the very least you’ll be sticking your nose into shifter business.”
I grunted, and nodded in agreement, but I wasn’t sure what else to do. According to the divination she’d be the best choice. It wasn’t ideal if I pissed the shifters off this early, but I was willing to do it. Any woman that met the criteria of the spell would be a good person, in addition to other things obviously.
Lilith added, “One more thing, cat shifters are genetic sluts. She’ll definitely want to be in bed with us. They need sex two to three times a day to be happy. Just saying.”
I ignored that, but noted it as well. I was also sure she wouldn’t mind helping in that area. In for a penny, I was already going to hell, so why not embrace it.
I took a moment to partition my mind, then cast the six protection spells one at a time, and passed them to one of my partitioned minds. Then I did the same for my affinity abilities, detect magic, and generic shield, so that was eight out of twenty available threads in my split minds, and four more available in my primary mind where the partition spell was, which left me plenty of room for other things.
I just needed to make sure I concentrated on the partition spell, my life could depend on me not letting it slip away. The book assured me that after a while it would be second nature to hold it in place, no matter what was going on. Almost to the point where my subconscious would hold it in place, but I was nowhere near that point yet.
“Alright, let’s go.”
Lilith smiled, “I’ll drive.”
“Drive?”
Lilith nodded, “We have a few cars downstairs.”
I got up and followed her out to the elevator, curious about what kind of cars I might now own. I still felt conflicted, guilty, and I knew I no longer deserved Katia, but a part of me wished for the best outcome, hoped for it, even though I knew she’d never put up with the new me. I don’t think I was a dick or an asshole, but I was turning into a male slut at the very least.
I paused a moment, I was drawing magic through Lilith to fuel all my spells, which was like a whole other thing to concentrate on. It helped keep the pool of magic within me full, even as I fed the spells. I tried passing that concept to one of my partitioned minds, and smiled when it worked. I was back to just one thing to concentrate on in my primary mind, partition. Another partition was handling siphoning the infernal energy through my succubus lover.
There was also another part of me, the not guilty part, that wondered what Julia would look like, and if the cat shifter would like me. What the hell was wrong with me?
Lilith laughed, “All cat shifters are beautiful, and have a natural sex appeal that can give a succubus a run for their money. They ooze pheromones that scream available, and are naturally seductive in all their actions, like their walk and their voice, their stance, so I have no doubt she’ll make an impact on you. Not equal to me of course, I meant lesser succubae like Celeste.”
Well that was a relief, I could resist Celeste, barely. I knew if Lilith wanted to, she could turn me into a sex slave easily, if she weren’t my servant that is.
I spanked my demoness, “No one is as sexy as you.”
She blushed, and kissed my cheek demurely but with a pleased and slightly naughty smile. The mix of emotions she showed was… so entrancing to me.
Was that real?
Lilith nodded, “Part of the package,” she said as she waved her arms down her body, “But in my real form I’d never feel embarrassment like that. I like the feeling though, and you too Andrew. Thanks for forgiving me.”
I sighed, I had, hadn’t I? I was still conflicted, and mad about what happened, but how could I be mad at Lilith for being what she was? I enjoyed her company, and the pleasure we shared so far. I didn’t think that was going to change anytime soon, except perhaps to deepen into something much more.
Still, I was really very curious about Julia after Lilith’s comments, I was also determined not to take anything for granted. She might be sexy and hot as hell, definitely was that, if Lilith was telling the truth, which she had to be according to the pact, but I wanted Julia for her protection and to be there for my heirs, that was the important thing. The last thing I needed to do was change, become arrogant in my new power, and start thinking with my dick all the time. That would be a recipe for disaster. I also wondered what Julia would want in return for this service, which was admittedly, no small thing. Yeah, servant of my family for eternity? No small thing, just didn’t quite cover it.
I was pretty sure it would be related to the information I got, so it had something to do with her being on the run from the other shifters. But what exactly it was she would want or need, I would have to find out the hard way.
The door dinged and opened, and we got on the elevator…
Chapter Ten
Julia stretched and stood quickly.
“Damn it.”
She scented them shortly before they arrived in the alley, not vampires. Not just any shifters either, it was four of the sadistic ones Joseph had sent her these last two months. How did they find her? She looked around a bit panicked, but not just for herself, there were far too many homeless around, including the old man who’d been so nice to her. The last thing she wanted was to get any of them hurt.
She narrowed her eyes and rushed the alley entrance as she wished she’d have kept a knife or two from the gang earlier. She couldn’t change forms. Neither could they, but she bet they had weapons, and possibly tranquilizers strong enough to knock out a shifter. She couldn’t go back, she just couldn’t, Joseph would… she wasn’t even sure, but it would be very bad. She had just enough time to regret hiding from the vampires so well, and then they rounded the corner as she reached it.
She’d had the wind direction on her side, the wind was blowing into the alley, not out, and she’d taken them completely by surprise. She jumped and kicked one of them in the face on the way up, and then pushed off his shoulder with her other foot, both sending him down on his ass, and sending her off on a trajectory to land several feet further down the sidewalk.
Her heart raced even as fear constricted tightly around it, but she wouldn’t go down without a fight. She ran across the street, the other three already far too close on her heels for comfort, and into an alley on the other side, which was free of people. Mostly because it stunk badly of rotting food from the dumpsters behind a restaurant.
She heard the sound of an air pistol, and then snickered when she heard the dart nail her backpack. She took
a sniff and growled in frustration as she dove behind a dumpster, there was no other metal she could use as a weapon here, all she could scent was the dumpsters and rotten food. She looked around, and her eyes failed to see anything either.
Then her eyes fell on an old wooden pallet that looked half rotted, and Joseph’s thugs were almost upon her. She dove forward, ripped one of the slats off which half disintegrated from a combination of her strength and its age, and slid behind another dumpster. It was a pitiful weapon, but better than nothing, and thanks to falling apart it had a rather sharp end. She giggled a little, too bad she wasn’t hunting vampires.
Then she waited, but the footsteps had stopped. They were being cautious, which made her smile grimly. It wasn’t a good idea to corner a tiger after all.
“Come out of there Julia, fighting us is only…”
She rushed out from behind the dumpster and lunged with her full strength, the pointy end of the wood leading. It splintered and broke apart as it hit the wolf’s neck, but enough pieces of it went into his neck to cut off his speech into a gurgle of alarm and pain. Damn, she’d been hoping to decapitate the asshole, she knew he’d heal from even that wound, eventually.
Two of the men tried to tackle her, but she ducked and twisted from their gasp, and then lunged back up and kicked the third wolf shifter as hard as she could in the temple. He reeled back, and the one with the wood in his throat was on the ground bleeding, desperately trying to pull the wood out before he suffocated on his own blood. Shifters could heal almost any damage, but they still had to breathe.
She almost ran again at that point, and perhaps she could have, but she was full of adrenaline, anger, and the deep desire to kill these pricks who had raped her over and over the last few months. She twisted her body, and bent down at the knees as she turned, and lunged at one of the tacklers who’d missed, who was still off balance.
She landed on his back, wrapped her arm around his neck, grabbed his chin with her other hand, and twisted with grim delight. Fucker.
