“Oh, God.” Alex groaned. “I know I’m such a dirty slut. Please, please fuck me, Master.”
Chapter Eleven
Steve felt the tight ring of Destiny’s ass finally give way as he took her from behind. She gasped loudly at the intrusion, settling down quickly into a rumbling purr that seemed to match the humming vibration of her body as it gripped him tightly. His thoughts of Scarret had faded away as well as had his worries about Cinder and the others. The magic would see him through and he had to trust that. The incubus wasn’t someone he should trust, but somehow he did. The goal had been simply to feed the immortal and had quickly turned into so much more. The dark-skinned beauty was everything Scarret had said; a bundle of sexual energy that had been unravelling itself before his eyes for hours. Since he had filled her tight pussy with that first load he had unleashed another down her throat and returned for another go at her pussy before she had rolled to her knees and presented herself for him.
“I want you to fuck my ass, hard.” She had said, that gorgeous face twisted up with doubt as if she was asking him to do her a difficult favor.
Gripping Destiny’s ample hips, Steve watched his cock disappear into her magnificent body as he used them as leverage, spearing her with inch after inch of his throbbing shaft. She tossed her head back, arching her back as her long hair flipped onto it, reacting with gusto to the invader in her ass as he approached his maximum depth. He continued to pull, pushing his shaft into her bowels until the cheeks of her round ass smashed into his waist and she gave out a low, rumbling moan that almost set him off inside her.
“Give it to me.” She whispered. The voice was clear and distinct, not the passion-glazed groans of a sultry lover. It was like an order.
Like a good soldier, Steve went about fulfilling that order with everything he had to give. Extracting his cock from her ass was unexpectedly difficult. The tight ring of her sphincter followed his cock, unwilling to release it until the last moment. He reassured it a moment later, though, as he fed that rock-hard shaft back into her body at a much more rapid pace, forcing a gasp of air out of the beauty before him waiting for him to ravage her.
“That what you want, Destiny?” He grunted, repeating his last movement and ramming his cock back into her ass, making those fleshy cheeks ripple with the blow.
“Yass.” Destiny cooed, dropping from her hands to her elbows, raising that perfect behind up even more into a submissive pose. “Fuck me.”
Steve enjoyed every stroke, pounding in and out of the dark-skinned beauty’s tight ass as he held those voluptuous hips like reins. She performed for him as well, a symphony of moans and gasps intermixed with profane compliments about his body and what he was doing with it. In and out his cock went, splitting her open as he used her and she begged him to be used.
Destiny buried her face in the pillows as she came, Steve’s balls slapping against her clit as he pounded her gaping ass, building quickly to his own release. A rapid-fire round of thrusts made way for slow, deep strokes and the final one that buried deep into her before pulsing over and over as rivers of cum poured into her.
“That’s it, baby.” She groaned, holding still to feel every pulse of his cock inside her. “That’s how you do it.”
The euphoria of the orgasm pulled Steve down into the covers where Destiny’s body entwined with his own, lulling him off to sleep.
Chapter Twelve
The orgasm pulsed through Gillian’s mind. She could still feel the cock hammering in and out of her body but it seemed to be more outside of her than it had just a few minutes ago. Maybe the orgasm is helping me differentiate, she thought. She had been afraid that she was about to lose herself. The pleasure had gone on for so long and had an intensity she had never experienced. It was likely the magic, she thought.
She had to focus. His stamina was remarkable, but Crystal had warned her that the magic of the incubus would carry that along with it; but he was only human and his lover was exquisite, not only in her beauty but in the way she was able to control and use that remarkable body.
Gillian’s own fingers were between her legs as she felt the position shift. She was still on top, but the girth of his cock was now poised at her ass and stretched her wide as she lowered her weight on it.
“You like that, baby?” Alex whispered, though Gillian wanted to answer it in the affirmative herself.
“Ride it.”
Gillian felt herself riding that cock back and forth, trying not to look into his face as she took him in and out of her ass, certainly trying not to cry out his name as she felt his body preparing to cum.
The first blast caught her off guard and it wasn’t until the second that Gillian used the magic Crystal had given her. Was it too late?
She wasn’t sure as she had to fight the pulses of her own resurging orgasm as Desmond Loyale filled her.
Just as suddenly as she had arrived, Gillian felt her consciousness depart.
“What’s going to happen to her?” She asked, opening her eyes to see Crystal’s concern.
The eldest Jinn smiled and brushed red strands of hair from Gillian’s face. “He’ll simply discard her at some point and the whole thing will just fade away for her.”
“Did I do it?”
Crystal smiled again. “You know, it warms me that your first thought is of that girl. It shows me that my decision wasn’t a poor one.” She paused for a moment. “You did well. I am currently tracing his magic back to the Chain.”
Chapter Thirteen
“I think we are going to do well together, Steve Ballard.” Scarret said. They were still driving in the car. If his encounter with Destiny seemed surreal, the ache and rawness of his body convinced him otherwise.
“When do we go after Cinder?” He asked, glancing over at his mysterious passenger.
The incubus smiled. “We are already on our way.” He said. “As you made me stronger I was able to see the traces of the one who has captured her.”
“Chase?”
“Yes, but don’t worry about the succubus harming her. She will deliver the Jinn to the Chain as soon as she is able.”
“Then we have to get her soon.” Steve said, frustrated he was driving a car when the incubus held so much magic. The last thing he wanted to do was to anger him, though. This was his only lead.
“Don’t worry, mortal. We will get her.” Scarret said, smiling. “I’ve got some things I want to discuss with Chase as well. We will make our move long before she hands the Jinn over to the crone, because once that happens she will be lost.”
“Crone?”
“She is the leader of the Chain. More than that, though. Without her, it wouldn’t exist at all.”
“What will she do to Cinder.”
Scarret went silent for a moment and all Steve could hear was the quiet purr of the engine and the low hum of the tires on the asphalt below. “She will simply absorb her.”
“That doesn’t sound good.” Steve whispered. “So, do I just keep going straight?”
The incubus laughed. “You need to learn to trust me more, mortal.”
Chapter Fourteen
Gillian looked up as Remy giggled. “What?”
“We look like some sort of nerdy girl anime characters.” The brunette said, cocking her hip in a sexy pose and pulling the tie away from her white shirt.
Crystal frowned. “Regardless of what we think, it will get you in through the front doors of the Chain.”
“This’ll get us in anywhere there’s guys, I’d bet.” Gillian said, modelling her own outfit, though with a little more modesty. “And I thank you, Crystal.”
“You are not only my Master,” Crystal told her. “You are also risking yourselves to rescue my sister.”
“And Steve.” Remy chimed in.
The Jinn put up a questioning face. “I’m not inclined to think that.” She said. “Wherever Steve went, he is not with them.”
“How can you know that?” The actress said, worry on her face.
“I trust her.” Gillian said. “We’ll get Steve back.”
Gillian comforted her lover with a gentle kiss that promised so much more, but only after they finished the task at hand.
“Are you ready to go?” Crystal asked.
The redhead nodded vigorously and Remy finally nodded in reluctant agreement.
“Your cover will last only a few hours.” The Jinn said. “If you encounter the succubus, try to avoid her. The goal is to track down Cinder and bring her back, not to defeat a demon.”
“What do we do if there is a confrontation?” Remy asked.
“Don’t let her make you cum.” Crystal said, a look of dead-seriousness on her uncomfortably young face. The thousands of years old Jinn appeared to be in her mid-twenties.
“Let’s do this.” Gillian said, impatiently.
From seemingly one blink to another, the two lovers had moved thousands of miles, but this time with none of the nauseating side-effects they’d experienced in the past.
A man stood in front of a large iron door staring first at one of them, then at the other; more like a scan of some sorts rather than a gaze. After a few moments, he appeared to have seen what he needed as he wordlessly waved them through the door that opened at his gesture.
“I guess we’re in.” Remy whispered, though she was quickly silenced by the redhead.
Crystal hadn’t been able to give them much of a plan past the front door as the magical wards protecting it were too strong for her to penetrate. Gillian wished that the Jinn had given them some sort of defense against the succubus. She felt the shiver run down her spine remembering every vivid detail of the orgasm she had experienced in the shower, just from the gorgeous demon’s touch. The plan was simply to find Cinder and trigger the return spell.
As soon as she saw the twisting maze of corridors and hallways peppered with unmarked doors, Gillian knew that the plan was much easier said than done.
She opened the first door on her left a crack, but the darkness inside provided no clues. Opening it wider, she smelled night air and freshly-cut grass. Crickets buzzed in the background.
“The fuck?” Remy said, peering over Gillian’s shoulder.
“I think we’ve got a lot of exploring to do, girl.” Gillian said.
“How are we ever going to be able to find her?”
“Magic.” The redhead whispered, closing the door again. She only wished she believed that was true. It seemed hopeless as they allegedly only had a few hours.
Chapter Fifteen
“Only if you think you are ready, Steve Ballard.” Scarret said softly.
“With your magic and the training you’ve given me, I don’t see how I can fail.” Steve said. He was eager to return to his old life and the women that he loved. With the way the incubus lived his life, he had no concept of how long he had been gone, just the recollection of countless nights and days of sexual encounters designed not only to feed Scarret, but to make him stronger as well. How long had it been, anyway? He wasn’t prepared to ask.
Scarret looked directly into Steve’s eyes. “I am going to put you in position to confront her on the day she captured the Jinn. She will recognize you. Even though she should force you away so she can complete her mission, she won’t. Her craving for you will be too strong.”
“Thanks to your magic?” Steve asked.
The incubus smiled. “Thanks to yours.” He said. “Once we’ve tasted your energy, it’s hard for us to let go.”
The thought of it made Steve cringe. Did that go for Scarret’s tastes as well? The incubus had devoured a torrent of the sexual energy built by him and his partners over the period of his training.
“The process of defeating her is simple enough, though the actual execution of it will be very difficult.”
“I make her cum three times without going myself.” Steve said, quietly.
“Easier said than done.” Scarret said.
“I’m ready.” Steve said, not really happy with the unsureness of his own tone.
Chapter Sixteen
Chase swilled her fingertip in her drink, creating a slow dance of ice cubes as she made up her mind about the guys at the hotel bar. The jinn was magically bound upstairs, but she wanted to be at full strength when she presented the prize to the crone. She re-evaluated the three top-contenders and settled on the one set off alone by the waitress station. Picturing dirty things as she watched his lips connect to the beer glass, she pushed out from her chair. He had a dark secret, just as she did. Unfortunately for him, his was about to be a fatal character flaw.
He looked up at her and smiled as she approached, but her own concentration was pulled away by something else.
Her own desire lit up and she felt a tremble start to run through her, forcing her to veer off towards the main lobby of the hotel a little shakily. My desire, she thought, not succubus desire, though that was pulsing from within her as well. She looked around for the source of the sensation, but nothing jumped out at her until she had just about given up.
The revolving door at the front of the lobby started to spin, though there was nothing but black to be seen through the glass until it made nearly a complete rotation around its axis. When the last pane of glass rolled away from the frame, she felt her nipples suddenly hardening in her dress while hairs stood up on her arms and the back of her neck.
Him.
Guilt pressed down on her as she walked him walk into the lobby and she hadn’t pressed it down before he glanced her way and made eye contact with her.
Steve Ballard.
He ignored her. Chase felt her succubus ego bruise as he simply passed her and headed towards the front desk. She watched him, fuming at the laughter and blushing of the desk girl as he obviously flirted with him. Red tinted her vision for a moment before she could bring it back under control.
You like him.
He was kind.
He was giving.
She repeated the same mantras over and over as she watched him, trying to repress the more violent and aggressive thoughts the succubus in her brought forth, trying to gain control of her actions.
“No.” She whispered, even as the girl leaned far over the counter to whisper something in Steve Ballard’s ear.
She looked down as he turned away from the desk, his eyes scanning the room as she hid from them.
A question ran through her mind as clearly as if she had said it out loud.
What are you going to do, Chase?
As it turned out, the succubus didn’t have to work out the answer for herself. Her initial thought was to avoid him until she received her reward from the crone. That way, she could be with him without destroying him and those he loved. His own actions made that impossible, waking up the fiery libido inside of her.
There was a slight click on the table next to her and she glanced up at the source. There on the surface of the table was his hand, slowly rising to reveal an old-fashioned hotel room key with a diamond keychain displaying the room number in gold leaf.
“Come to my room, Chase.”
Chapter Seventeen
“I don’t want it to be this way.” Chase whispered, coming fully into the room to turn and face the bed.
“This is my choice.” Steve said, staring up at her. She was incredible. Blonde and tanned, she was the epitome of the California girl, grown up to become the sexiest MILF imaginable.
Chase looked him over, remembering every inch of the handsome body she’d already tasted, both as a woman and as a succubus. He was going to force her to destroy him and she couldn’t help herself. “You know what I am, don’t you?” It was a last-ditch attempt.
“I do.” Steve Ballard said. Her eyes followed his fingers as he unzipped his shorts, reaching into them to extract himself, already rock-hard.
The sight of his cock hit Chase like a ton of bricks. The succubus side of her responded with blood rushing to her sexual organs while the morta
l woman side of her cried out that she didn’t want to go through with it. But she had to go through with it. There was no stopping herself.
He climbed off the bed as she stood there, stock still, just waiting to see what he would do. She watched him circle her, eyeing her body like a piece of meat. She felt a tremble that she hadn’t felt for countless years and knew it as the tremble that had changed her, made her desire a long-term lover instead of countless one-night-stands.
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