Lilith - TI3

by Fran Heckrotte

  The mental shrug showed the Child’s indifference. She continued as if she hadn’t heard the remark.

  "Like I said before, they called you Adam's whore. I was furious. I knew it wasn't true but I did believe Adam tried to make you subservient to him... and I thought ‘How dare he treat my mother like that... to humiliate you and then cast you from Paradise.’ For him to think he was better than you was pure arrogance. You were equals, made from the same dust at the same time. I couldn't believe The Twin created you to service Adam and for him to think otherwise was pure arrogance... and for the Twin to allow it was unforgivable. I knew he was unreachable so I decided to target Adam."

  "By corrupting Eve?"

  "Yes."

  "I don’t understand. What did you think you would gain?"

  "Satisfaction! He would be devastated."

  "And were you satisfied?"

  "Yes... at the time I was ecstatic... but it didn't last. When you and Father found out what I had done and banished me to the Netherworld, I found my success bittersweet. I heard the other demons laughing at me... and their thoughts. It was quite a revelation to suddenly realize you had been used."

  "And yet you refuse to tell me who they are."

  "Like I said before, it serves no purpose after all this time?"

  "I don’t know. For what they did, I think they deserve some sort of punishment."

  "They may have sought revenge for imagined wrongs, Mother, but it was I who did the deeds."

  "True, but you were young. They knew better."

  "As did I."

  "That’s not the point and you know it. THEY used your innocence by deliberately distorting the truth. Nothing you can say will change that."

  The Child didn't wish to argue with her mother, particularly over those who had deceived her. There would come a time. Putting the thought aside, she decided it would be easier to just agree with Lilith for the moment.

  "I suppose. They made sure I overhead their gossip. I noticed their secretive looks but didn’t think much about them. As your daughter and the Underlord, I never suspected anyone would dare lie to me. They played on my ego by telling me I had the potential to be as powerful as Father... maybe more so because I had the blood of both Father and the Twin. I believed them. They nicknamed me the Demon Child. I thought it was a compliment."

  "Dis and I had heard this nickname for you. We thought it was because of some mischief you had been up to or a reference about us."

  "Well, there’s that, too. I did manage to make a few demons’ lives a little more exciting."

  Lilith felt the smirk and chuckled. She and Dis had received several complaints about her but thought it was youthful exuberance. Besides, demons were always complaining about something and demon children were expected to be mischievous.

  "So we heard."

  "I can imagine. Actually, I intended it that way. I thought if I created enough trouble, one of you would take an interest. I even trespassed into Paradise a few times thinking that someone would tell you. That’s when I first saw Adam. He was very handsome."

  "Yes he was."

  "He was also arrogant... or at least that’s how he seemed at the time. Eve was constantly waiting on him as if he were some type of lord. I have to admit I never saw or heard Adam giving her orders but it was obvious he enjoyed the attention. He would tease her or ask her to get him things as if she were his personal servant. I found the whole situation disgusting. I knew you would never have allowed him to manipulate you that way. Even Father treaded softly around you."

  "Dis knew better... and he’d have grown bored with a woman who never challenged him."

  "That's true. Anyway, corrupting Eve was easier than I thought. The irony was I was able use both Adam and the Twin to achieve my goal. After enlisting the aid of several demons, I managed to sneak into Paradise and spy on the happy couple. It sickened me to see Eve with Adam. Often she would bring him luscious fruits from nearby orchards and place them next to him as he reclined near the lake. Adam always smiled and thanked her but I thought it was just symbolic. Sometimes he would toss a few pieces of fruit into the lake and tell her it didn’t taste right. Eve would jump up and go find some replacement fruits. Adam never seemed to notice the work he caused by throwing the fruit away. I thought she was degrading herself and decided it was time to teach him a lesson. That’s when I came up with my plan."

  A knock on her office door interrupted them.

  "Come on in, Kali."

  "Can we continue this later?"

  "No problem. I’m not going anywhere."

  Kali walked in looking somewhat flustered and a little sheepish.

  "Hey boss. Just reminding you I need the night off. Cammie wants to take me somewhere."

  "You two are really serious about each other, aren’t you?" Lilith commented.

  "I’ve waited a thousand years for her to realize I love her. I guess she’s finally starting to believe it’s real."

  "I’m glad. Go and have some fun. Besides, I’ve hired a couple of extra girls. The place has grown so much we need the help. It’ll give all of us a little breathing room."

  "That’s great! Anyone we know?"

  "If you mean Yemaya and Dakota, the answer is no."

  Kali looked disappointed. Once she had realized Cammie wasn't interested in Dakota, she had decided she liked the human.

  "Damn. They’d have been good for business and they fit right in."

  "In your dreams. Those two have enough to do without getting involved with a bunch of demons and whores."

  "Well a girl can hope. So who are these girls?"

  "Jouvart and Mudada."

  Kali choked as if she had inhaled something awful.

  "You've got to be kidding me! Why do you want those two? The last thing we need are demons who specialize in sexuality and lewd behavior," she said, sounding thoroughly disgusted.

  "Oh, please. This from 'the' Destroyer! You’ve managed to mellow some over the millennia. They probably have too."

  "Lilith! Have you watched any television lately... or picked up a magazine? They're worse than ever! Half the planet is fornicating and the other half is bitching about it and moral values... as if they were acting any different. We both know all of them are closet fuckers."

  "Really, Kali. You can’t blame Jouvart or Mudada for that. Even they don’t have the power to influence people whose moral convictions are pure."

  "Oh... well, now, there’s a word you can apply nowadays."

  "My point exactly. Besides, they’ve promised to behave at the club... and I seriously doubt they would want to piss you or Agra off."

  "Yeah... or you. Well, since you’ve already hired them, I guess I’ll just wait and see. Jouvart will certainly be popular with the girls. The demoness of sexuality should fit right in. As for Mudada, some will probably enjoy her lewd jokes as long as she keeps them tame."

  Lilith chuckled. Mudada knew more jokes than anyone she had ever met. Most were popular amongst demons but she doubted the clientele at the bar would be as impressed. They didn’t have the same sense of humor as the Underworld inhabitants.

  "We’ll see. Now, if you’re taking the night off, you might as well get a move on it. I’m sure Cammie is getting impatient."

  "Yeah. Call me, though, if there’s a problem."

  When Kali left, Lilith decided to get some rest before opening for the evening. Although sleep wasn’t necessary for the demoness, it was something she enjoyed whenever the opportunity arose. Occasionally she would dream, but never like humans. There were never clear images or events... just colors moving slowly across her vision accompanied by music... beautiful, soothing music flowing gently through her mind, wonderfully relaxing but never any that she could remember or duplicate once she awakened. Perhaps that was why her dreams were so special. She suspected they were the residual effects from her creation and the time spent in Paradise. Being transformed into a demoness couldn’t change the circumstances of her birth only those of her exi
stence.

  CHAPTER 12

  FREDDIE WAS PISSED. Two of his enforcers were dead; one of his whores had been taken away, and all Jimmy could say was the Sisterhood’s two main bitches were behind everything.

  "How could those bitches take out Lenny and Stumpy?" he demanded, pacing up and down the room. "And where were you? How come they didn’t take you out too?"

  "They told me to take Candy and the other whore to the hospital. I guess that’s why." Jimmy didn't tell Freddie about the invisible hands. He knew he'd be wasting his time.

  "And you just gathered them up without a word and did it, eh? You let two fuckin bitches tell you what to do after they knocked off my best enforcer? Tell me, Jimmy, why shouldn't I kill you here and now?"

  Jimmy didn’t have an answer. Shaking his head, Freddie snapped his fingers at two men standing by the door.

  "Get him out of here... and call the rest of the guys in. I want them here by nine. We’re going to pay the Sisterhood a little visit later on tonight. I think it’s about time I let them know they can’t fuck with me or my whores without paying a price."

  "What do you want me to do with him?" asked one of his bodyguards.

  "Shoot him!"

  Jimmy could feel his bladder explode releasing its entire contents. Looking down, he saw the stain spreading between his legs, down his pants and puddle on the floor. All he could do was stare at it, humiliated.

  "Jesus Christ!" exclaimed Freddie. "What the Hell did they do to you? You used to be one of my best men."

  "Sorry, boss," mumbled Jimmy too embarrassed to even plead for his life.

  "Get out here and get cleaned up. Until I find out exactly what happened out there, you’ve got a reprieve."

  Turning his back, he walked away. Something wasn’t right and he knew it. Jimmy wasn’t the type to run and whatever had frightened him had to be bad. Not willing to take any chances, he’d take reinforcements to make sure the bitches knew he meant business.

  CHAPTER 13

  SOOOO. SHE GAVE you the night off, eh?" grinned Cammie, slowly unbuttoning her blouse.

  "Of course. Lilith is a softie... at least when it comes to love."

  "Love. I thought I’d grown tired of the word after all this time. It never held much meaning to me."

  "I know," whispered Kali, stepping close to the Cambion and nudging her hands aside. Pushing the last two buttons through their holes, she slipped the garment off the dark demoness's shoulders and pressed her lips against Cammie’s neck. The heat emanating from her lover would sear human skin but it felt good against the Destroyer’s lips. "It took me a thousand years before I could even get you to look at me."

  "I’m slow," teased Cammie.

  "Well, I suppose in a demon’s life that’s not a lot of time."

  Running her nails across smooth skin, she noticed the slight marks left behind and smiled. Demon skin looked and felt soft but it was tough... and yet still sensitive to the touch. Kali was an experienced lover. She could sense what her partners wanted and was more than capable of satisfying their needs. Most of the time it only took a little foreplay to achieve her goal. Asmodai had been her biggest challenge. The demon of lust, he had been insatiable... until Kali finished with him. After spending over a year with him, demanding every minute of every day that he satisfy her after having bet him she would outlast him, he had suddenly disappeared. Over a decade passed before he put in an appearance in the Underworld and even then he avoided the dark demoness. Now it was Kali that had an insatiable appetite... only this time it was for Cammie. She wanted to touch and taste her in every way possible... to consume her until the Cambion begged her to stop... not that such a thing would ever happen, because Cammie was a succubus, she was born for sex. The fact that Kali could satisfy her said a lot. Then again perhaps some of her energies came from Cammie’s unique gift.

  * * *

  Cammie was a Cambion, the offspring of an Incubus and Succubus, demons who seduced men and women while they slept. By nature the two species hated each other although no one ever knew why. The history of the succubi and incubi was almost as old as Dis and the Twin. Why her mother or father ever mated was beyond imagination and neither parent cared to discuss it. In fact, they had done everything they could to avoid each other after Cammie was born... as well as her. Maybe they sensed she was different, possessing something unique, apart from her species, the ability to love and the gift of being loved. She had always thought the latter was a curse since everyone who came near her automatically fell in love with her. Now, things had changed since Kali. For the first time someone truly loved her. It wasn’t the result of the aura around her.

  "What are you thinking?" whispered Cammie.

  Kali thought about the question for a few seconds, unconsciously stroking the pale golden hair of her demoness lover.

  "You," she said softly. "I’ve waited so long for you."

  "I know."

  The sadness in her voice made Kali want to cry.

  "Well, that was then and this is now. We have a lot of time to make up for. How about we get to it?" she teased, wiggling her eyebrows lewdly.

  "Works for me."

  Rolling the dark demoness onto her back, Cammie ripped the tee shirt away from Kali’s chest and pulled it from beneath her. Tossing it across the room, she grinned broadly.

  "Hey. That was my favorite shirt!"

  "Good."

  Unbuttoning Kali’s dark jeans, she slithered down the bed and yanked them off almost pulling the demoness with them.

  "Damn woman! Are you in that much of a hurry?"

  "Are you complaining?"

  "No."

  Sliding her body along Kali’s, Cammie let her tongue slowly move up her lover’s leg, across the hip and up to the stomach. Leaning back she stared into Kali’s eyes and watched them morph from lavender to hot, flaming red. Her own had transformed to the same brilliant, burning color seconds before... a sign of intense arousal. It was said fire smoldered within the souls of all demons... but when they loved, the fires burned hotter than the hottest flames of Hell.

  "I want you to feel what I feel," hissed Cammie, flicking her fiery tongue across Kali’s left breast. Circling it slowly around the nipple, she watched the skin turn dark red as tiny flames followed the path of her tongue, setting the surface on fire. When the dark demoness groaned, Cammie blew gently over the burnt skin, sending a cool breeze to extinguish the fire and soothe the skin.

  "How... how do you do that?" gasped Kali.

  Cammie shrugged slightly.

  "It’s a succubus thing. You’ve never felt this before?"

  "No."

  "Is it too much for you?"

  Kali shook her head, slowly.

  "Nooo. It’s... nice."

  "Nice?"

  Kali swallowed and nodded.

  "Ah. Well. Let’s see if I can make it more than... nice."

  Shifting to the side, she ran her fingers lightly over the ribs and then leaned down to flick her tongue along the trail her fingers left. Again the flames ignited but this time she began drawing the fire into small designs over the stomach, chest and around the breasts. After each new design burst into life, she would extinguish the old ones with a cool breathe causing Kali’s skin to ripple from the extreme sensations. Drawing her fingers toward the apex between her lover’s thighs, she grinned mischievously.

  Kali’s eyes widened nervously.

  "You... you... wouldn’t."

  "Oh but I would."

  Stroking the hair just above the lips, she created a small flame and then pulled her fingers away. The fire followed them upward and then retreated. Cammie played with it as if stroking a harp. The rise and fall of the flames created fluctuating temperatures around the entire area causing dark demoness to squirm. As the caresses grew more intense, Cammie leaned down and nuzzled Kali’s neck, nipping at the skin playfully.

  Lowering her hand, she stroked the heated area and then slipped her fingers between hot, wet lips and ran them up an
d down the soft, burning skin coating her hands with the molten liquid streaming from between her lover’s legs. Pulling her fingers away, she tasted the salty brew and then resumed her foreplay. She knew that every stroke, every caress was driving Kali crazy and enjoyed the moans coming from her. Wiggling her fingers playfully, she finally decided to take pity on her. Withdrawing them, she blew out the small fires and then flicked the lips apart with her tongue. Cool saliva soothed hot skin as she pressed between Kali’s thighs, her tongue gliding deep inside of the dark demoness.