Page 40 of Succubus Sins
“Delicious,” he whispered into my ear. “I want a taste.”
To my shock, he pulled out and rolled me on my back, his kisses following the same path his fingers had taken until his tongue found my swollen folds. It felt so good it hurt, and I cried out when he kissed and rolled his tongue across my flesh.
I tried to squirm away, embarrassed by how engorged I was. So much raw pleasure, so much blood all in one place, it was unfathomable that he would find it attractive.
His hands latched onto my hips and kept me where I was. I was drained and unable to fend him off, and instead let my head fall to the carpet in defeat. I gripped my Blood Stone for strength, drawing in the power to help me survive this pleasure. He was so turned on by me; I could feel it lingering in the air and plucking at me like short electric sparks. But what amazed me most was how much sexual energyIwas exuding. My necklace drank it up and fed it back into my core, as if repulsed I would waste it into the air.
Heat ran through my skin and when I saw the room was beginning to take on a blue hue, I looked down to Nate doing unimaginable things with his tongue. His eyes softly glowed with sexual energy, azure, like his father’s, and it swarmed in his gaze as he pushed me to climax. It was so hot, to see him watching me while I exploded in his mouth.
He wiped his chin and grinned, satisfied with his handiwork. I, on the other hand, heaved, barely able to hold my head up.
“You’re even more delicious than I imagined,” he whispered as he drew himself over me. Gently, he pressed his erection into me, being careful not to overstimulate my impossibly swollen pussy.
He didn’t look away as he gyrated. As his features softened I knew he was allowing himself to come to climax. It felt so intimate, far more than a fling with what was only meant to be a distraction. I couldn’t pull myself away as he began to moan, the sound such amazing music to my ears. I felt so grateful for everything he’d given me that it made my heart pound to hear his pleasure. I latched onto his biceps and squeezed myself around his cock, hoping to strengthen his orgasm. I wasn’t sure if I’d feel his ejaculation, everything was so hot already. But as he sped up, I knew there could be no doubt. I’d feel this one.
His eyes fluttered closed in bliss as he reached his climax. The veins on his neck bulged and heat exploded through my insides. I couldn’t help but climax with him, the sensation and mere sight of him driving me to new heights of pleasure.
When the moment ended, I knew everything had changed. I wanted what I’d said in lust-drunkenness to be true. I wanted to be his. Not just tonight. For good.
The Second of Four
Nate
Fucking Sonya had been a job, but after I’d done the deed, damn, she was more than a job to me. She’d unhinged something in me and I wasn’t sure how much of it I could handle. As the son of an incubus, I could have sex as long as I wanted, control my orgasms with precision. Sonya was a new challenge, a succubus used to being the seductress. To see her vulnerable and theneedin her eyes had made me feel something I’d never felt before. Not to mention, what was that damned rune? The moment I’d touched it… something in me had locked into place.
“And, what have you learned?” my father pressed, impatient to hear more of the triumph.
“Look, she’s vulnerable right now,” I snapped. “I don’t want to do this anymore. Send someone else.”
My father’s deep chuckles filled my ears and I had the urge to jerk out the earbuds attached to my cell phone. But I needed him to agree with this. I had to get him to understand that I wasn’t the right guy to find out Sonya’s secrets… even though I was already too close to uncovering them all.
“Nathaniel,” my father purred with mock concern, “is that guilt I hear in your voice? Or satisfaction?” He gave a soft mock-gasp. “Both?”
The moonlight trickled in my window and I stared at the motes dancing in the streak of light. “Send. Someone.Else,” I said through gritted teeth.
“Look, son. You have a job to do, and you’re going to put your sister above your unfortunate human conscience. Find out if Luke is what we think he is, and then we’ll go from there. Got it?”
Right, Luke. He was another one, someone like me bound to Sonya and a power that was something so much greater than the Incubus King’s plans for this world. I softly hit the back of my head against the wall in frustration.No.
“Sonya will understand,” he continued. “This is for her best interest as well, you see? She’ll be grateful when this is all said and done. If you care about her, you’ll do as I say.”
“Are you serious?” I said, not listening to the tiny voice in my mind screaming at me to shut up. Reminding me that my father was notjustmy father, but the most ancient Incubus on the planet and the King of a race I could never inherit. In his society, he didn’t have to recognize me as his son. He could have just as easily killed me at birth rather than honor me with tasks, must less the task of seducing a succubus like Sonya.
“Tell me, son. What did one good fuck with her do to give you such ideas?” His voice turned mocking once again. “Did she laugh at you? Oh, is it better than that? Right when things were getting good, did she scream my name?”
I suppressed the growl rolling in the back of my throat and took a deep breath. It hadn’t bothered me that he’d fucked Sonya first. But now, damn, it got under my skin. I didn’t mind sharing her with men who deserved her, but my unholy father was not one of them. “Hardly,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “I just—” I clenched my fists and squelched the tiny voice that was now shrieking like its life depended on it.
I knew I’d given Sonya the night of her life. I’d seen it in her eyes. That surprised me, knowing my father was literally the king of sex. I was human, and even if my Incubus heritage did wonders for my dick, there was no way I could have been the same. Realization wafted over me that for Sonya, she wasn’t just turned on by a good lay. She’d felt my desire for her, my genuine concern. That’s what she wanted, and there’s no way in hell my father could ever have given her that.
I cleared my throat and tried to give my father something close enough to the truth to get him off my back. “I just don’t want Sonya to get hurt.”
“Touching,” my father said. “Why don’t you get some sleep and we’ll talk about this when your head’s screwed on straight. One of them, at least.”
I gave one glance to the doorway, waiting any moment for Sonya to step through. I could feel her down the hall just three rooms away. I’d tasted her and her Blood Stone connected me to her desires, and right now, all she could think about was me. My dick got hard just thinking about it. With a blush, I realized my father was still on the phone. “Sure,dad,” I said, making sure to emphasize in no way did I feel he deserved the title ‘dad.’ “Sleep sounds like a good idea.”
The call ended with a click and a fluttering heartbeat approached me through the halls. I held my breath, waiting for the door to open, and to my surprise, it did. Sonya basked in the moonlight, already peeling away her silk robe. Her skin beckoned me, moist with her desire and her tongue flashing across her lips.
No way was I getting any sleep tonight.
