Chapter 1.

Chapter 1.

Wendy.

The human male in front of me was half naked, his body lined with perfect abs and a perfect looking v-line. However, I had seen a lot of these before. They were almost becoming a common look. At this point the faces if the males blended to look alike. It didn’t matter whether they were rich or poor or powerful or the most handsome of men. They all looked the same.

I walked towards him, in just my Cleopatra outfit which was a few beads covering my titties and a few around my hips. Who the fuck in this generation fantasizes about that? What happened to the cliché bad girl vibe? Whatever.

My red lips crept up in a seductive smile as I ran my fingertips on his torso. He looked on like he was a nerd that was finally noticed by the hot girl who was way out of his league. Aww. Poor thing.

I use my nails and tilt his chin upwards before kissing him gently. He moaned, pulling me closer to him. Blergh. He was a terrible kisser but that was expected. In doing this, I had met extremely horrible kissers and extremely good kissers too. His kissing skills were horrible but he was one of the top hackers and owned the highest technology company blah blah blah.

I take off his cotton white briefs and go down on him. I hate the foreplay but it has to be done before the main thing. Well for a tech guy, he was endowed though. Most of them had teeny wieners. Of course he lasted only 40 seconds. What kind of a fantasy does this guy have?

I push him on the bed and climb on top of him. I doubt he would even know what to do if it were the reverse.

Finally, my favourite part. I absorbed his life force. He moaned and groaned enjoying the sex but I was getting drunk on his life force. That was my meal and the only thing that kept me alive. Of course he didn’t last up to a minute but I already got what I wanted. I arrange myself and blow him a kiss.

“Would I see you again?” He asks, pulling up his briefs but I don’t reply me, instead stepping out of his dream and the dream realms totally. Usually, I’ll need more life force but he was really young so it was enough for now.

If you haven’t guessed yet or you’re not updated on your demonology, well I can update you. I am a succubus, the product of my demon Lord father and my human mother. I honestly don’t know what they were thinking. There is protection or even classic old pull out. Now I have to survive on the life forms of other humans. It is extremely tiring but I have to if I want to live.

Shortly after my mum had me, she fell sick. Like what was she thinking? There’s no way a human could bear a demon child and not have any repercussions. I wish I wasn’t born like this. I had to rely on my father to survive. I could not just live my own life. I had to satisfy every whim of his if not he would cut off my main life form supply. He usually just fed me from some of the souls he got as the humans’ life form wasn’t so long lasting. I hate my life. I wouldn’t die without the life form but I would get really sick and weak.

My mom was really the best though. She was always there for me and made really good choices except in her choice of life partner. They weren’t married but dad claimed he was faithful to her. He was not always in the picture. He was only around for birthdays, Christmases and any special occasions. I hated him because he kept on breaking mom’s heart. He would come, stay for a few days when he would promise her that he would never leave and she’d accept him and fall in love all over again. See? Really bad decision in life partner.

There was one of my birthdays that stood out though. Mon was preparing the house for a little party with all my cute friends and dad was back so she was deliriously happy. Mon and I were supposed to get my cake but she said,

“You and your dad need to spend more time together.” That statement annoyed me but I didn’t want to make her unhappy so instead I nodded. The whole drive to Patty’s Cakes and Pastries was very awkward. There was nothing we had in common that I knew of. Every time he’d clear his throat and turn to me to say something but my icy expression as i watched passing trees discouraged him and he faced the road again. We got the cake which I really don’t remember and we got back into the car.

The drive home was faster, luckily. I was expecting lots of people to show up and show up they did. My house was packed with people who all stood in groups discussing. I went to talk to my friends who stood in their princess dresses. They wouldn’t look at me, even when I tried to find out what was wrong.

Soon, my father came running towards me. When he got to me, he did the first thing no one had ever seen us do. He engulfed me in a hug then spoke in a low almost indecipherable tone.

“Your mummy is gone.” That was all he said. No words of comfort or anything. Just that. I run into the living room where the birthday was supposed to happen and I found her with scratch marks on her neck with blood pooling around her. It was gnarly and till today, my father, Demon Lord Altyre has vowed to avenge her death

I, however have become a tool in his hands to attack his enemies. I would keep on having sex with them in their dreams to suck away their life forms which in turn kills them from the inside. I was tired. I hated the whole point of my existence He threatened to instead force my younger half sister into the job if I left but she left a few weeks ago. So I can finally be free. I fly to my dad’s throne which was the peak of a pinnacle overlooking the underworld.

“Hello Father. I want out.”