12 - The Ex and the Succubus

Javier

As I walked away from Maya’s room, someone paced behind me. I pretended not to notice and then when I felt the presence again, my dark reflex was the first to act. The person got pinned on the wall, in a millisecond with my fangs out.

As my face connected with my previous lover, Scarlett, my eyes bolted at her.

“Scarlett?” I snarled unbelievably. How was she here, alive? Didn’t she die in the rebel?

“Still as dangerously wild as always…” she whispered, drawing nearer and nudging her nose with mine. I moved away. “That’s what I like about you, Javier.”

I studied her features, which were still intact. Almond brown eyes, brunette hair and a robust figure. I could see her breasts pump from her outfit, which was a raven black long dress with a corset. It looked like she was in the 18th century.

“Come with me.” I said, pulling her hands along. I had some questions for her. Judging from her outfit, she had just woken up from a box too.

As I slammed my room’s door shut, Scarlett began taking off her clothes. My brows cocked when she walked naked to my closet, “Don’t look at me like that, dickhead, I’m not making moves on you.”

Her hands rummaged through, wearing some sweatpants and the first sleeveless she could lay her hands on.

“This 21st century could be a pain in the ass. Tell me what you want to say, let me go find the fucker that staked me.” she muttered.

“I have a companera now, Scarlett. Don’t ever go naked in front of me like that ever again.” I warned with a dominant expression.

“Whatever, we’ve lived for centuries fucking the hell out of each other. I’m not familiar with not doing that, but I’ll try.” she answered. I drew nearer, my eyes searching her body if I would see a clue.

“Who did you meet before coming here? Who staked you in the heart? I was told you were dead during the rebel--”

“Some dude named Dimitri staked me. He looked like a different archenemy; I met my sister, Claudia, before coming here…wait, where you staked too?” Scarlett paused in her words, asking me suddenly.

I sighed, snapping my fist at how we were played.

“Someone got too smart for their own good.” I snorted, baring my fangs in hate, walking to sit and think. Scarlett motioned, curling into my laps with a hand around my broad shoulders.

“Enough!” I wriggled out of her arms, making her fall on the floor from the effect. “I fucking have a companera, get.that.in.your.brain.box.”

“Old habits, die hard.” Her words were calm, yet, she seemed flustered. A wave of silence, sneaked in the air and the room was tensed for a brief while until I heard bristling from a corner.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my ex with a curious look as she wore a sandal.

“On my way to finding Dimitri. Wishing you both a happy married life!” she exclaimed heatedly. How did she know Maya was my bride?

My energy speeded in front of her exiting figure that minute. “That piece of information…who gave you that?”

“Heard some servants gossiping about it on my way here. I figured to confirm I had to behave like we’re still together,” Scarlett murmured.

“Don’t pull that trick on me again. I shouldn’t remind you of a royal’s bond with his companera.”

“Whatever,” she hissed, stepping out of my gaze. “I’m finding that dimwit Dimitri this instant.” Her hands reached for the door, and on the midway of opening it I said,

“Be careful.”

We weren’t together anymore, however Scarlett had good intentions. She wasn’t one of those filthy exes that tormented their blast from the past.

“I will… I wish that bride of yours good luck in dealing with your darkness.”

The door slammed shut and I exhaled, wondering if darkness put her through a lot back then…

It was strange because I felt so much comfortable when it surfaced. The minute it disappeared, however, was when the regrets came. I could start staring at people I never wished to hurt, afflicted…

~ 225 years ago ~

Today was the first time I cursed the Death Goddess, the Giver of life for the vampire clan.

Man, I fucking hated the fact that she gave me a dark creature I had no control over.

It started with the sights of their naked bodies, entangling together.Scarlett wasn’t in bed with just a lover but with three men.

“Ahh! Ahh!” she cried out, from being thoroughly fucked at her two holes. I could hear the slippery wet sounds of her pussy. Her butts, being spanked by two of them.

“Fuck me harder!!!”

She hadn’t noticed my presence in the room. In fact, her mouth was wrapped around one of the men’s huge cock. Scarlett was sweating intensively, she looked like she was in pleasure.

“You like that, huh?! How we are pounding into your wet bitchy pussy?!”

“Yesssss! Oh yes, right there!!” she replied. My heart broke in several places at the sight of the woman I loved in that position.

As their paces increased, I watched one of the men take her nipple squeezing it like it was his. The second huge men nibbled on her second breast, biting the areola with force. With their manhood in her behind, pussy and mouth, she had screamed from the sensations.

Could feel unbelief at it…

It made my heart pang and darkness surrounded the room immediately...

“You betrayed me…” I sobbed, in hurt. Tears flickered my gaze, as I grew nearer. They paused their movements; however, their cock was still positioned inside her.

“You fucking betrayed me, you damned whore!!” I roared at her, with reddened eyes.

“Javier?!”

“I warned you… I warned you not to piss my darkness, Scarlett.”

The entire room became pitch-black and objects came flying immediately. The dark creature in me came out, instilling his dark magic. Specks of dark dust surrounded the room, and it was all misty.

“Javier, no!!!” she screamed, as I tore each of the men apart. The heads disconnected with their bodies, and so did their other parts. The minute I did that, she stared at me indifferently. Like she was lost.

“Why am I naked and how did I get here?” she asked me, clenching a bedsheet around her chest. “Javier…why is here scattered? W-What did you do?”

What did I do?

My eyes widened, freezing on spot. The dark creature had left by now, I was sane, with blood spattered on my body.

She wasn’t her true self?

The dead men turned into those slimy, sneaky creatures. It was the three succubus that held grudges against me, in the past.

On realization on what truly happened, I sunk to the floor.

“Some succubus demons made you sleep with them, Scarlett…” I trailed brokenly.

“What h-how?”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, baby.” I sobbed, in tears.

My lover was being controlled by those demons. She was raped, because of me.

They wanted to get back at me, for our past unsettled scores. None of those things, came from her in reality. My darkness made me swear never to love again. That way… people didn’t get hurt.