by Eric Vall
“Oh my God,” she panted. “That was incredible.”
The woman stuck out her hand and used her emerald fire to knock me off my feet.
I feel backwards onto the sandy ground, but the brunette cultist didn’t move a muscle.
“Now it’s your turn.” She smiled as she began to move her hips back and forth with my dick still inside of her.
After she had teased me for a bit, she went back to standard cowgirl. Her massive breasts bounced up and down as she rode my cock, and it took everything in my power to keep from exploding each time I felt her tight ass come down on my balls.
I let out a loud moan of pleasure as I started to feel myself headed toward a climax.
The woman must have known that I was on the verge, because she hoisted herself off my dick, bent down, and shoved my dick into her mouth all the way back into her throat.
I moaned intensely as I filled the brunette’s mouth with my cum, but she didn’t seem to be phased in the least.
The brunette sat up, looked me directly in the eyes, and then swallowed.
I laid back onto my robe that now acted as a makeshift blanket, and then the woman laid down on my chest.
“So?” I asked as I ran my hands through her long beautiful hair. “Do you still want to kill me and send me to meet your master?”
The brunette looked up at me with her wild blue eyes. “Fuck no. You’re the only one I ever want to call master ever again.”
“You know, I don’t ever think I got your name,” I laughed.
“It’s Jane,” the woman said as she looked up at me with her blue eyes. “And don’t you dare forget it.”
“Oh, I won’t.” I smiled as I looked up into the night sky.
We laid on the cold ground for a few minutes longer, but then a rustling from off in the distance brought me back to reality.
The two of us stood up and tossed our clothes back on just as the succubi and Todd came back into our line of sight.
“So?” Libidine asked Jane. “What did you think?”
“I don’t see how you guys aren’t jumping him twenty-four seven,” Jane joked with a huff.
“If that was an option, we totally would.” Cupiditas laughed.
“Cool.” Todd tapped his foot impatiently. “So Jakey’s got himself a new fuckbuddy. What about this ritual you all keep talking about?”
“Oh, of course,” Jane chuckled as she readjusted the belt on her waist. “We are but one of several sects of the Cult of Azazel. Our main sect is out in San Francisco, where the ritual is set to take place.”
“What is the end goal of this ritual?” Sia asked cautiously. “Is this where you create the Nephilim?”
Jane nodded grimly. “This is where Azazel’s seed will be spread, and the power from his offspring will give him renewed life.”
“About that,” Todd asked. “Do these guys just have, like, a jar of Azazel jizz just sitting around?”
“No, they--” the brunette began.
“They don’t use a turkey baster, do they?” The imp gagged.
“Of course not,” Jane laughed.
“Super Soaker?” he groaned. “Those things have a lot of velocity to them. Someone could lose an eye.”
“No!” the burnette huffed “The ritual gives my former master enough strength to possess one of our male members, their physiology shifts a bit to take his spirit, and then they are the one who does the deed.”
“So the plan is to artificially inseminate some poor woman with Azazel’s seed?” I asked as disgust filled my voice. “And then what?”
“Then they’ll have a Nephilim on their side.” Cupiditas’ voice trembled at the thought. “And Azazel will return from his banishment to the pit of fire.”
“That would all but ensure the Divine’s defeat,” Sia confirmed.
“Who will the cultists be going after?” I asked Jane.
“A woman, pure of heart and a virgin,” she explained. “The sect out in the Bay area has already made plans for the ritual.”
“Then we need to get them before they can perform this ritual,” I said with a serious look, “if that’s even possible.”
“I would guess you have a little while before they find someone who fits those qualifications,” Jane said. “It is the Bay area, after all.”
“Would you be willing to tell us?” Sia asked the brunette. “They already know you are one of them. If you were to return to the cult and act as if nothing happened and you had escaped our wrath--”
“Then you could feed us information from the inside!” I exclaimed.
“I’d do anything for you, Jacob,” the woman cooed, and I felt my heart beat in my chest at least ten times faster than normal.
“So, what’s our next move?” Cupi asked excitedly.
“For starters, we can’t let them resurrect that asshole.” I clasped my fist into my palm. “Jane is going to go back and infiltrate her old cult, and in the meantime, we need to get out to San Francisco to stop these fuckers.”
“Then that means another road trip!” Libidine bounced up and down with excitement, turned, and then dashed off down the path back toward the vehicles. “What are we waiting for? Let’s gooo!”
“Looks like the gang’s hitting the road once again.” I chuckled and then turned to Jane. “Can I have your number? I’m going to need it for, uh, spy stuff.”
“Jakey and Janey sittin’ in a tree, f-u-c-k-i-n-g,” Todd mocked.
I rolled my eyes at the imp’s words as I took down the brunette’s cell phone number into my own device.
“You have no idea how much this means to us,” I told her. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“I just took a pounding from a whale cock.” She winked as she turned to walk away. “I think I can handle a few magicians.”
As the brunette made her way down the path in the opposite direction of our vehicles, I couldn’t help but run my eyes up and down her body. It was currently covered by her navy blue robes, but now that I knew what lurked underneath, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Todd, the succubi, and I started off after Libidine back out through the wilderness of Tonto National Forest.
We needed to get to San Francisco, and we needed to get there as soon as possible.
Chapter 8
“So, I have a question for you succubi dudettes,” Todd asked from the passenger seat of Shadow. “What happens if the Nephilim comes out as some super-hot chick and totally wants my massive schlong?”
“I don’t think it works that way, Todd.” Cupiditas chuckled. “The Nephilim will come out as a child, like any mortal baby.”
“Then why are we driving halfway across the country to stop its birth?” the imp questioned. “Shouldn’t that give us, like, eighteen years to prepare for that demon dude or dudette’s return?”
“The cultists will be able to feed off its magic the second it’s born,” Cupiditas explained. “The raw power of a Nephilim with Azazel’s DNA is all they will need to bring the King of the Fourth Circle back to our Realm.”
“And reunite the Seventy-Two Servants,” Liby finished.
“Seventy,” I reminded everyone. “We killed two of them already, and they were both pushovers.”
“They were both isolated, alone, and taken by surprise,” the blonde said from the backseat. “We won’t be so lucky if they’re all brought back together.”
“That’s why we need to continue growing our number of allies.” Sia nodded. “You heard what the cultists said. All the supernatural entities in the universe are starting to pick a side in the battle between good and evil. During the Revolution, the majority allied themselves with Lucifer.”
“It’s why you see so many of them here on Earth Realm,” Libidine spoke up. “They were banished to this Realm after the Divine claimed victory.”
“Very good, Libidine.” Superbia sounded impressed. “You did pay attention to all of those history lessons I gave you.”
“I was always your number on
e student!” The dark-haired woman smiled.
“A-teacher’s-pet!” Todd said as he tried to mask it with a cough.
“I wouldn’t be lecturing people on grades, Todd.” I looked over at the imp and chuckled. “We went to school together, remember?”
“Vaguely.” Todd shook his head and laughed. “My high school and college years are pretty much a blur at this point, bro.”
“Exactly,” I said with a grin and then looked back at the redhead in the rearview mirror. “So, Sia, how do we go about making more allies? Don’t we already have the entire Army of the Divine on our side?”
“That may not be enough, unfortunately.” Superbia shook her head. “Many of the supernatural entities in question are still bitter about their banishment, and rightfully so. It’s going to be hard enough to recruit them for our cause, but it will become impossible if this Nephilim is allowed to be born.”
“Then we’ll just have to make sure this Nephilim doesn’t get born, won’t we?” I retorted.
We were on the road headed in the direction of San Francisco, and we’d crossed over into the Golden State about two hours into the trip.
Honestly, the southernmost tip of California didn’t look that much different from the rest of the Southwestern United States. We were still surrounded by large swaths of desert filled in with tiny patches of bushes, cacti, and rocky hills. The beaches and palm trees were still quite a ways ahead of us.
I glanced up at the women sitting in the back seat, and I couldn’t help but marvel at their beauty. We had all changed out of our robes the second we got back to the car, and each of the succubi was now wearing their outfit of choice.
Libidine was by far the most into Earth fashion. Even though she seemed to love dresses, she opted for something more casual this time around. The dark-haired succubus wore a green and white floral bandana on her forehead that pushed her long, black locks back behind her body. On her torso was a tight-fitting white crop top that exposed her navel and nearly allowed her perky nipples to poke out through the fabric. The succubus apparently was in love with the daisy duke shorts I had bought her back in Colorado because she refused to wear any other type of pants.
One look at Cupiditas’ clothes assured me that she was going to fit right in on the Bay. The blonde was wearing what you’d call “basic white girl” clothes, for lack of a better term. Cupi liked to keep it simple, so she had on black leggings and a cream-colored long sleeve shirt. The fit succubus currently let her short blonde hair hang down into a bob, signaling that she was in “casual” mode.
All that was missing were the furry boots and the latte.
Sia’s fashion choices, on the other hand, were nothing fancy. The redhead was wearing a bright red, lacy tube top that wasn’t quite big enough to cover the bottom curve of of breasts. She also wore a tight black miniskirt, and the lack of side seams made me think she hadn’t bothered to wear any type of underwear.
Apparently, she wasn’t kidding when she said she wanted to be as close to naked as possible.
“Bro, I know you’re all hot and bothered by the succubi back there,” Todd snickered and brought me back to reality, “but please pay attention to the road. I don’t want to be splattered all over the interstate, ya know?”
“Ah.” I waved my hand at his words. “Sia would just fix you up.”
“I don’t know if Todd would accept it.” The redhead scoffed. “I’ve offered to fix his broken horn countless times.”
“Why would I want you to do that?” The imp implored. “It makes me look all badass and battle-scarred. Chicks dig scars.”
We continued driving through Southern California for about an hour toward Los Angeles, but as the Jeep approached one of the exits, I turned on my blinker.
It may have been a straight shot from LA to San Fran on here, but it was also the middle of the afternoon, and that meant LA rush hour traffic.
That was a thought scarier than any demon I’d ever encountered, so I pulled off onto the exit, and we headed back out into the California desert.
We were all still exhausted from the night before. Todd snored loudly beside me, his stolen white cowboy hat covering his face. Meanwhile, I could see all three of the succubi were cuddled up in the back seat with their eyes closed.
As we passed over a small bridge on the highway, I glanced over at the river flowing beneath us. The water only stretched about fifty feet across the desert landscape and flowed toward a large, rocky formation off in the distance.
“Hey, Todd.” I nudged the imp to wake him up.
“I swear, officer, I’m not high,” he mumbled as he sat up and rubbed his eyes.
“Todd, did you remember to pack that camping equipment like I asked you to?” I questioned.
“Of course I did, bro.” Todd snickered and flicked his cowboy hat up. “I even packed up a bunch of phone books for me to sleep on just like last time.”
“But you did bring the actual equipment, right?” I asked skeptically.
“They’re back there somewhere.” The imp shrugged. “Why do you ask?”
“Todd, how would you like to test out Shadow’s off-roading abilities?” I said as a smile slid up my face.
“I dunno, Jakey…” Todd pondered. “Aren’t you afraid there could be crazy demonic shit out there looking for us?”
“How would they find us?” I asked playfully. “I don’t even know where the fuck we are.”
“Yeah, but--” the imp protested.
“Are you pussying out on me right now?” I laughed.
“Well, you are what you eat,” Todd shot back.
“Todd, I’m not going to let anything happen to you guys.” I rolled my eyes. “It’ll be fun, I promise. Aren’t you the one that’s always telling me to loosen up?”
“Ain’t that the truth?” Todd crossed his arms and chuckled. “I guess I shouldn’t be looking a gift horse in the mouth. Let’s do it.”
“Thank you,” I yawned. “The driver gets tired too, you know.”
Todd laughed. “Hey, I offered to take the wheel.”
“You can’t reach the pedals,” I snorted. “I’d be doing half the work anyways.”
“Nickel for every time I heard that one,” Todd cackled.
As I chuckled along with him, I turned the wheel to the right, and Shadow lurched off the pavement and onto the sandy ground. The shocks on this thing must have been in pretty good shape because our ride remained as smooth as possible. As we drove away from the road and toward the rocky formation, the terrain became more and more treacherous. Small pebbles grew into boulders, bushes became briars, and we were now headed uphill.
The entire cabin of the Jeep started to jolt back and forth with each new bump, and the girls stirred in the backseat.
“What’s going on?” Libidine asked as she grabbed the side of the jeep. “Are we under attack?”
“Nope,” I said. “Just doing a bit of offroading!”
“Offroading?” Sia asked in confusion.
“We’re going on a little camping trip,” I explained. “I think we’ve earned a bit of fun after all the shit we went through last night.”
“I hope it’s as eventful as our last camping trip.” Cupi chuckled. “Right, Liby?”
“Ohhh yes,” the dark-haired woman’s voice responded. “Only this time I hope Superbia will be in on the action, as well.”
“Guys, I’m already getting motion sickness,” Todd said as he shook back and forth from the bumps. “Don’t push me over the edge.”
“If I’m remembering my geography correctly, then the Mojave should run right through that rock,” I said as the formation grew closer. “We’ll have our own private ravine to camp, swim, smoke, fuck, and do whatever the hell else we could possibly want to do!”
Libidine couldn’t contain her excitement. “What fun!”
“It does sound charming,” Superbia added cautiously.
We drove for another fifteen minutes until we were finally upon the formation. The
calm rapids of the Mojave River ran directly into the rock, and I was sure that it formed some sort of a ravine or a cave where we could take shelter. Shadow rolled to a halt, and I killed the ignition.
I was the first one out of the vehicle, and I walked over to the back door of the Jeep.
“Your five-star hotel awaits, ladies.” I bowed as I pulled open the door for the succubi to exit.
“You’re too kind, Jacob.” Sia smiled as she slid out of the back seat. “I can see why these girls love you so much.”
“You’ll come to love him in time too, sister,” Libidine said as she hopped down out of the vehicle after the redhead.
“It all comes back to the connection,” Cupiditas explained as she followed the other succubi out of the Jeep.
Superbia crossed her arms and smiled. “It will happen when it happens, Cupiditas. I already got a little taste back at Quinn’s mansion, and I must admit that I am intrigued.”
“Trust me, sister, a mouthful is far better than just a taste.” Libidine winked.
“We’ll see,” the redheaded madame chuckled as she put her hand on the small of my back, “but first, we need to see how our sleeping accommodations are going to pan out.”
“It’s not complicated,” I explained as I began to head toward where the river met the rock. “If Todd packed correctly, then we’ll all share a tent. He’s got his own toddler-sized sleeping bag, and we each have our own. Of course, I also told him to bring along the extra-large family-sized sleeping bag. If you’re interested, that is.”
“Such a gentleman, too,” Sia cooed as the succubi began to follow. “Most men would probably just force us to sleep in the same bag.”
“Jacob has a kind heart,” Cupiditas said softly “kind enough that he was able to melt my own icy one.”
“For being a mortal, he does seem to have a knack for doing the impossible.” The redhead raised her eyebrows to emphasize her point.
“You are going to be his greatest test, Superbia,” Libidine joked and then put her hand on my shoulder. “Sister Superbia has never willingly had sex with a mortal who didn’t summon her.”
“Is that so?” I questioned slyly.
“It is.” Sia shrugged. “I am named after pride, remember? I’m saving myself for someone… worthy of my experience.”
