Jezebel's Tale

by D. R. Rosier

  She felt him start sawing in and out of her as she raised her hips up to meet his every thrust. His eyes grew large as he struggled to maintain control of his new libido. They had so much foreplay while she was showing him the wonders of physical love that they both came together shortly after starting. She felt her pussy lock around his rigid pole, hugging it tight and milking as he spent himself with a loud grunt and moan.

  ‘’Mmmm, did you enjoy that? If that smile is any indication I would say very much.”

  Daniel breathed out, “Understatement. If those are easy to make Sandy could make billions.”

  Jezebel snickers. “Probably. But that was just our first time, I have other things to show you lover.”

  Jezebel started to kiss her way down his body. For the first time ever Jezebel reached out with her succubus senses and opened a power channel between herself and an Angel. Her previous failures only showed that Angels did not have any lust because of lack of sensation and sex. At least until now. His lust welcomed her connection and she knew she could control it just like anyone else.

  She took his semi-flaccid cock gently into her mouth. Gently sucking and licking it clean of the mixture of her honey and his baby batter. Between the taste she loved and him hardening in her mouth she moaned in lust, her back arching as her pussy tightened and twitched.

  Putting off her need to be filled again she swirled her tongue around the tip then lowered her head down onto him with her lips hugging his now large girth tightly. She whirled her tongue in a tight circle on the bottom of his cock then darted it out to tease his balls.

  She sensed him losing control already so squeezed the base of his cock hard and tamped him down with her power, when she felt him in control again she proceeded to give him a messy blow job. Gurgling his cock with her throat as she teased his balls, taint and dark star with her fingernails. Her saliva mixed with his precum dripping out of the corner of her mouth.

  “Oh god Jezebel, let me cum. It feels so good with my cock in your mouth.”

  She looked up making eye contact. Giving him the look she knew how to give so well. Communicating her need to have him fill her mouth with his seed with the fire of lust in her eyes. That she loved the feeling of his cock in her mouth, that she needed it.

  She started to bob up and down on his cock, burying his cock in her face nose deep every time. She relaxed her throat and started to suck hard. When she felt his manhood swell she stuck a honey soaked finger into his back door.

  “Oh…. JeeeszzzzzZZZ”

  She felt him hit the back of her throat and she wrapped her power around his orgasm and fed it. She made it more powerful, and last longer. She felt him pump rope after rope of his sticky seed into her mouth as she hungrily swallowed it without losing a drop. She finally released her power and lifted her head gasping for breath between swallows.

  Daniel said still out of breath, “My god Jezebel, no wonder you Demons make fun of us if this is what we are missing.”

  She heard him gasp in surprise when she said, “I’m not done yet lover.”

  With a push of power she hardened his staff and mounted him, and started bouncing up and down fast with him enveloped in her warmth……

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  A few hours later Daniel and Jezebel made their way down to the lounge to get something to drink. She smiled at his dumbfounded but happy face as they entered the room.

  She saw Sandy and Natalie where already there, drinks in hand. She also noticed Natalie had that same dumbfounded but happy smile on her face. She also looked extremely well fucked.

  Sandy looked up with a giggle and said, “My job is done here, two smiling Angels, who knew?”

  Daniel snorted, and then nodded in agreement. He gave Sandy a kiss on the forehead and whispered, “Thank you Dee.”

  Jezebel nodded in agreement, her Witch was the best. She headed over to the bar and got both her and Daniel drinks.

  “So, where were we exactly? What can you tell me about elves?” Jezebel asked.

  Daniel answered her, “Well like Angels and Demons they have their own dimension. They travel back and forth more freely having no real central type government like we do to limit it. They are more… Primitive. Not stupid at all, just not advanced technologically.

  “They are generally broken up by tribes, which often will be too busy fighting each other than bother to get into a fight with anyone of another race.”

  When he trailed off Natalie started to talk, “There are tribes if you know how to contact them that are mercenary, often taking contracts to kidnap or assassinate a target. My guess would be that is who Samuel would have contacted. They don’t use guns or rifles, but they do have magic which is focused around mischief, trickery and concealment. They also have an intimate knowledge of poison craft.

  “Like we said earlier all you really have is the smell to look for. The only real way to stop it is to either kill the one who hired them, or take out the whole tribe. They are bound magically to fulfill the contract. If they renege on it they would lose their magic and slowly die. If Samuel died though, that would break the binding as they wouldn’t be able to extract the price.”

  Jezebel groaned, “So easy, kill a whole tribe or a Demon born over a thousand years ago. What are we waiting for?”

  Sandy said, “Ummm, did you think to grab anything from the scene? Maybe some of his blood? Even an object he was attached to could help.”

  Jezebel whipped out her phone and dialed her father.

  “Jezebel?”

  “Dad, you got anything of Samuel’s? We think he put an Elven contract out on me.”

  “Shit. No, we didn’t grab anything from the fight. We cleansed it with fire after you left with Daniel.”

  “Well we are just guessing at this point, we don’t know for sure. It’s probably right though, the Angels have a big file on him, that’s what he usually does if a frontal attack fails. Goes out and hires one of the Elven mercenary tribes to set up an assassination.”

  Andy grunted and said, “Just watch your back. Tony and I are looking for him too. He is usually smarter than this but right now he is blinded by his prejudice. He won’t even bother talking to you to find out if he is right or not. I think he is losing his mind. It happens sometimes, when we live too long, see too much.”

  “I will be careful dad, talk to you later.”

  They talked about their options. Sandy went as far to tell her she could wrap her in a gravity bubble all day to keep her safe. She wasn’t ready to go quite that far. It would be like a prison. Plus nothing had even happened yet and this was all speculation until it did.

  Neither She nor Sandy had work tonight so they stayed for dinner, finally moving on to other topics. They were enjoying a multi course meal when the soup came out. She went to take a sip….

  “STOP!” Sandy screamed. “Poison. Ever since Natalie mentioned it I have been checking the food with power as it came out.”

  Jezebel was scared, and pissed. One of the people she cared about could be dead. Luckily no one had eaten any yet. She jumped up and ran toward the kitchen.

  The cook looked up at her with a sneer on his face and drew a black shiny dagger as she entered the kitchen. When he rushed her she recognized the scent as Elven and blasted the cook with fire. To angry and frustrated, tired of her friends and the people she loved in constant danger. She didn’t form a needle, but an overwhelming short blast. He burst apart in flames, parts of him flying around the kitchen as her snarl of rage echoed against the far wall now covered in gore.

  She felt Sandy start rubbing her neck and shoulders with one hand, trying to calm her down no doubt. She looked around the kitchen, half in horror. What would she have done if he succeeded in killing someone? Would she have been even more violent? Tortured him maybe first? She wondered if Samuel was right, that she would one day be a monster. If she wasn’t already one…

  “No baby,” Sandy said softly. “You are just protective. You would only in self defe
nse, or defending one of us. This was… An overreaction perhaps. But you’re not a monster. You are simply what the monsters fear. This Samuel must fear an accounting one day.”

  Sandy went on, “Apparently I am no help. Elven magic can apparently slip through Witch’s wards. I don’t understand how that would work. My magic is undisturbed like nothing happened at all. A Demon or Angel that doesn’t belong can’t get close to here without me knowing it.”

  Natalie walked in from the other side of the kitchen and said, “We found him… Dead. The chef I mean, in the pantry down the hall. I wondered why the servant brought the food, usually he did it. Now I know it was so we couldn’t smell him. I am sorry Arch, it never occurred to me, I should have known.”

  Jezebel shakes her head, “Not your fault, security is not your job Nat. With this threat I want more Angels here than just the two of you. In fact I want half my guard staying here, to protect you, the human servants, and the house. Where in the hell are they anyway, shouldn’t they be here?”

  Daniel coughed, “Umm, they were following your orders. They are watching the outside of the house as you told them to keep their distance. The Elf probably walked right by them, as the chef I mean. They know about the smell so he would have approached downwind of the guards.”

  Jezebel sighed. “I want the ones on me to keep their distance but I want some inside the house at all times to guard everyone else.”

  Daniel nodded, “I’ll get it done.”

  Jezebel said in frustration, “If at all possible have Samuel found, I don’t want any Angels fighting him, they would just die. But we need to find him. I want to know where he lives.”

  Daniel nods slowly, “We can do that I think.”

  Jezebel said, “Make it very clear, if he notices them and attacks they are to run.”

  With somewhat of a plan of attack set up they retired to the lounge and started drinking. Jezebel was still keyed up and needed to relax. A straight fight was one thing, but sneaky ninja Elves were not her idea of a confrontation. She had classes to teach in the morning so she and Sandy headed through the portal back to the apartment to rest… Eventually. After some very much needed stress relief.

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  Sandy arched her back and gasped shoving her core hard against her beautiful Demon’s face. Jezebel was lying on top of her in the 69 position, the succubus’s stomach somehow pinching and twisting her nipples. She also felt Jezebel pinch her clit hard, as her long tongue stimulated her g-spot.

  When she was able to take a breath she gasped out, “Cheater!” Then gasped out a few seconds later, “I love when you cheat.”

  Sandy recovered enough to continue finger fucking her succubus’s dark hole as she hungrily slurped and licked the honey out of her pot. Occasionally she would also flick her lover’s sensitive nub in the hopes of getting more juice in her mouth. She had long given up the idea of giving Jezebel as many or more orgasms than she was getting. She was ahead by like 6 to 3 by…..

  “nnnnhhhaaaAAHHHH my god!” she screamed as Jezebel pushed her into another orgasm, temporarily freezing her limbs. She felt Jezebel’s warm wet honey soak her face, must have been the vibration of her screaming in Jezebel’s labia and clit that pushed her over.

  7 to 4 now. Remembering she could cheat now too she sent a couple of small gravity globes to pinch, squeeze and twist Jezebel’s nipples mercilessly.

  That worked perfectly. Jezebel screamed out and Sandy felt the flow of blood to her fingertips get cut off by Jezebel’s sphincter and was rewarded with another waterfall of Jezebel’s warm tasty goodness.

  Jezebel rolled off her body and just collapsed on her back. She was able to barely hear Jezebel’s words over her own heavy breathing.

  Jezebel whispered, “Good Witch, my good Witch.”

  Just as she was thinking 7 to 5, not bad, she felt Jezebel’s hand spank her pussy and clit hard extracting a gasp from her mouth. Jezebel also hit her pleasure center hard with a quick jab of succubus magic. Her last coherent thought as she inexorably rose into an intense number 8 was sometimes it is really wonderful to lose…

  Chapter 16

  Samuel was totally screwed. This is the 3rd safe house he had to give up. He didn’t understand how Tony and Andy didn’t see the danger this girl represented. She needed to die. Instead of dying though she had thwarted his schemes, was well protected from assassination and had every Angel in North America hunting out where he was. Oh they ran when they saw him, but the damage was done.

  Not to even mention that damn Witch, already powerful enough to make his demons run away when she was falling down drunk. He had a satisfyingly long talk with those two idiots though. They will never run away again.

  He had two choices, leave North America for a few centuries and hope someone else took care of it. Snorting at that idea he knew what he had to do. If he left it to the Elves they would just die. He didn’t really mind that actually, but risking his life or not he would not be a coward and run away. That bitch would die at his hands. Soon. He smiled at the thought of saving the price the inept Elves would have charged him, that had obviously been a mistake.

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  Jezebel looked up and cursed herself for not dressing down for class like she usually does. She could feel half of them lusting to tear her clothes off. Normally that wouldn’t bother her in the least. In fact that was a succubus’s bread and butter and quite frankly after an hour of it she wanted to let most of them do what they wanted to her.

  But the professor would be pissed at her if half the people didn’t understand the material she was supposed to be teaching, and not understanding at all if she started an orgy. Why did that sound so unreasonable of her professor right now? She wondered if the Angels were making any progress with tracking down Samuel. Daniel told her about the three sightings but they were unverified, either he moved on quick or they were false alarms.

  She shook her head to clear it and forced herself to concentrate on the class for the rest of the time. Her eyes widened as she saw Samuel slip into the back door and take a seat. He was glaring at her and his eyes were burning red. No one else seemed to notice, either focused on her or the actual lesson.

  She sent Sandy a SOS in her head. Hopefully she was paying attention and would get here before the end of class. She also hoped he wasn’t unglued enough to attack in front of a bunch of human witnesses. He probably wouldn’t care if it wouldn’t get every Supernatural in North America to hunt his ass, hopefully he wasn’t that desperate but he looked a little unhinged right now.

  He was inside her aura zone, and there was no lust there at all. She wasn’t surprised he could discipline his mind against lures of the flesh. Especially with all that hate he had for her. Jezebel sighed, why couldn’t these people just leave her alone? Self fulfilling prophecy anyone?

  If these jerks kept hunting her out of fear that she would become a monster, well, that would ensure it. She was already going crazy and it had only been a few months since this craziness all started. She imagined she will be a monster if she is hunted for the next few hundred years.

  She smiled lightly when she felt knowledge settle into her mind. Sandy was not only a few minutes away but she called Natalie, Daniel, Tony and her father. They were all on the way.

  The class ended 15 minutes later and people started moving out of the room. He got up and moved toward her. He appeared relaxed and she couldn’t sense any power. Still, he was a lot older and must have forgotten more dirty fighting tricks than she ever learned. She got ready for a fight, but held back on making the first move, especially with the stragglers still moving slowly to the door.

  One of the girls walked toward her instead of out the door. It was Gina, as this was a freshman class she must have been eighteen. She had long red hair and warm hazel eyes. She also had a firm little body. 5’4”, 36b 24 34. She had on a cute skirt and a tight top that showed her toned abdomen.

  Gina said, “Umm, Jezebel, I was w
ondering if you had time to help me go over today’s material, maybe over a coffee later?”

  Jezebel smiled at her, boldness deserves a reward does it not? “Let me have your contact info, my afternoon is a little murky right now but I will definitely get back to you to… Thoroughly go over the material.”

  Gina smiled and penned down her number real quick and boldly looked Jezebel up and down before heading out of the classroom.

  Jezebel was wondering if Gina would be into three way coverage of the material. She was almost positive Sandy would want in. As the room finally emptied she turned to face Samuel and raised an eyebrow. What could he possibly have to say to her?

  She saw Sandy and Daniel as well as her two guards walk in as he lunged at her, an insane rage on his face. She was able to dodge, barely. If he wasn’t so enraged and was more in control she would not have been able to dodge in time. By the time he turned he was flushed with power and started to shoot fire at her, which turned on him even as she put up her shields. Thanks to Sandy.

  He growled in frustration and took another wild swing at her. This time she was ready and ducked under the attack and into him as she punched his throat as hard as she could. He flew back a few feet and gasped for breath while looking at Sandy and Daniel in frustration.

  He screamed, “Die,” spittle flying out of his mouth and jumped at her again. He was quite clearly insane.

  He wasn’t even shielding with his power. She felt sick inside when she released a stream of concentrated fire that burned right through his chest and out the other side. She sat down and took a deep breath. She felt like she was on the edge of a breakdown. He was freaking nuts. Taken down by his deep obsession to kill her, and for what? Were there more secrets about her? What had he known that she didn’t?

  How many more would there be? She was a succubus, who lived for her power to give and receive pleasure. She didn’t want to run a fucking empire. She wanted to be on her back, on her terms of course.

  She wasn’t a coward, and could definitely fight, but it wasn’t where her heart was. She knew he was crazy, she knew it had to be done. Even if he had changed his mind she wouldn’t have spared him and destroyed a whole tribe of Elves instead. Yet… It twisted her inside each time she was forced to kill, even when in defense. Too much too soon, she wasn’t ready for the responsibilities she had. She felt horribly bitter right now.