Slowly, Scott awakened and then sat bolt upright in the bed. It was morning. He was in bed, the comforter in a disheveled mess around him, and unfortunately, alone. There was absolutely no sign of the woman, what-so-ever. He flopped back down onto his pillow laughing.
He closed his eyes and laughed again quietly to himself. It was just a dream after all. He pulled the covers up to his neck and snuggled down into them, rolling over on his side. He opened his eyes once more, looking at the alarm clock, but what caught his eye was the small, square object propped up next to the lamp.The object was totally black, about 2 inches square and about as thick as a piece of construction paper. It seemed to suck in light. If Scott had known more about his lover from the previous night, he would have understood that that's exactly what it was doing.He reached out and grabbed it. It weighed far more than it should and he struggled to pick it up. HeYet, a more lovely sight awaited him. There sat petite Aithusa. Her soft, ivory shoulders were exposed and her cherry-red curls fell down her back. Her lips were carefully tinted red and her skin was flawless. Her silver eyes shone like twin moons in the grand dining hall. She wore a form fitting dress of lacey periwinkle. Rook plumped himself down onto the chair’s thick velvet cushion.“You know that you look breathtaking, right?” prompted Rook and she dazzled him with his smile.“And you know that I am furious with you, right?” asked Aithusa. Her eyes narrowed at her best friend.“I know you are angry and you have every right to be but you know the reasons. Even though there is no point asking for forgiveness and it is just plain and simple going to be something like what has happened earlier but I doubt that you remember anything at all,&r
Aithusa looked at Elexis, the new imp that Richmond had suggested that she refer to Hannabelle. He was the best bet that they could find in such a short period of time.“You do have something for me?” asked Aithusa as she scrutinized the imp from head to toe. She might look small at the moment but shifting shape was just one of the perks of being a succubus and with the man in the desert she had a lot of energy left to let her go on for weeks. If she wanted to be menacing then she could be easily. It did not matter but she wanted to see what kind of stuff that Elexis could bring. If he did bring in a noob and a virgin then he would be selected immediately because those were the worst when it came to sex but when it came to energy levels they had high energy levels.That was because they were mostly dependant on self-satisfaction and never had the pleasure of receiving a woman’s touch
Intended Victim’s POVI heard footsteps on the stair. My bedroom door opened and in came a shadow. She came closer, six feet tall, smooth naked female flesh with flaming red hair. She was drop dead gorgeous and apart from the slight reddish tinge to her skin, she might have been a centre-fold. Well she did have a four foot long tail but I expect you could airbrush that slight discrepancy from any photos.She walked up to me and I could she her skin was hot and flushed. She pushed me back on to the bed, and sat across me. With a slightly European accent, she said "You called Elexis? You want my services? You seek the ultimate satisfaction?"What else could I say? I answered, "yes, yes, emm please".She literally ripped the rest of my clothes off. Tearing my shirt and trousers, she used them to tie me to the bed. Defenceless now I lay there waiting for her.
Aithusa’s POVOnce I was done with that student boy I came back to my own home. And for the first time shocking myself I heard that my human mother of this life was in the house and was moving around in the kitchen. Very strange.Then I heard her talking to someone and my heart lurched forward. It was Hannabelle she was stalking to. I immediately came out of my room shifting into my home clothes to the kitchen.“Hey Mom!!” I said in a sleepy voice.“Oh there you are honey!! See who has come to visit you,” said Helen, my human mom. Hannabelle was wearing her face as a demoness in a human forma and that did nothing to decrease the power or her presence and she was like a dark beacon in the middle of our kitchen with a coffee mug in hand.Hannabelle smiled at me. I knew that this was for the replacemen
The young man knew what he was about to do, but he was desperate. He was alone and tired of trying to find the right woman that could fully satisfy his needs. This was what he wanted, even if he did know what the price would be.The pentagram was drawn on the floor of the second bedroom. The extra mattress lay in the middle of it and the room was dark. Dark, except for the dozen candles that were burning around it. The incense burned as it was listed in the book he had purchased over the Internet.Richard's low voice began to speak the chant of summoning. It quavered at first, with a little fear of what he was doing, but as he continued the chant, his voice grew stronger and more determined.The mattress showed signs that something was pressing down on it, at first. Then there was the slight sweet smell of roses and honey. Richard continued to chant, keeping his mind on what needed to be said, down to the exact syllabl
Richard's skin tingled with the need he had. As he kneeled onto the bed between the woman's legs, he felt one of the toes touch his skin. The sensation of pure lust rushed through his body from that point and he felt the need to cum start already.He began to crawl up toward her, like an animal stalking it's prey. When his head was over her waist, he caught the heady scent of her juices and decided to stop and find out if it tasted as good as it smelled."Yes, my lover, taste the desire that you want so badly," she purred, placing her hands on the back of his head, pushing him down to her pussy. "Lap up my juices, so you may last for a long time in my embrace."He surrounded himself with the heady scent when his mouth reached those wet silk-like lips. His mouth parted to allow his tongue to start on the clit, hoping to give her some pleasure. He figured that even the lowest creatures deserved something other than just
Warlock’s POVI watched as the pentagram rippled, filling with smoke. It was, to understate things, weird; it was as though the gas was trying to escape, but kept running up hard into an invisible wall. The final effect was that of a moving, writhing column of black marble, undulating in front of me."I command thee, demon, take a form!" I was hopeful, at the time, that my voice didn't shake, or that I sounded at least in control. The reality of the situation was that I was both too young and too inexperienced with summoning to truly be comfortable doing it for myself.Ah well. I suppose it worked out for me in the end.Demons are... Focused, I believe the nearest term would be, on an individual sin- more specifically, depending on rank, one of the seven deadlies. When you choose to summon a demon, you have to include in your summons the specific type of de
Anyhow, I'm sure you can see my attraction to this creature. Not only was she a lust demon- and trust me, anyone could get turned gay by this broad. I'm lucky I was already there- but she was everything I'm not.She stopped her movements, and turned to look straight at me. Her eyes stared right into mine, and I struggled to keep mine level.She broke the staring contest first- to my relief- and looked me up and down. I couldn't help feeling a little self conscious; I was wearing a set of track suit pants and a college band tee shirt."Hmmm..." She said, still inspecting me. "Given the summons I expected someone a bit older, and probably more male. They used to frown on the women using magic, but I can see times have changed a bit. Like clothing." Her gaze returned to my eyes, and I felt my face grow warm."Been a while since I've been topside here. Care to fill me in on the details here, miss?"
Purple flames appeared atop a snowy mountain, flaring for a brief moment, leaving Darren standing alone on a mountaintop, surging with energy, he directed his energy outwards, hurling explosive fireballs at surrounding mountains, watching avalanches cascading down their slopes. He screamed at the sky like a rabid monster, the very mountain shook with his anger, before he collapsed on his rear.There he sat, on top of the world, nobody around for miles, and cried. He cried for Hannabelle, he cried for his inability to control his emotions, he cried for his confusion on how to deal with her. Since the moment he saw her face, he knew she would be trouble, but he just couldn't help himself, one hundred years ago he'
"Sorry," she said quickly, turning to leave.
"Fuck fuck fuck Fucking FUCK!" Darren cursed as he sipped his scotch, "why don't I just kill her and take her soul? I don't fucking know! Of course that would be the easiest solution, hell, if some fucking demon gets a hold of her, me killing her would be a fucking mercy!"Darren for all his power and wisdom, couldn't help but yell and rage at himself while pacing around his room. Hurling his glass at the wall, he was unsatisfied even as the glass obliterated into the tiniest of shards. He threw himself back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling, reaching out he managed to feel for the bottle of scotch he'd set out and bringing it to his lips he chugged down half the bottle."She's nothing lik
"Hannabelle?..." said a cool, calming voice, "Hannabelle... You need to wake up."
Aithusa's POVI'm confused.
“Are you still planning on telling me that your name is Georgina?” asked Jared as they both went inside.“It is the name that I go by now. I am not going to tell you anything more than you need to know,” said Aithusa while she went inside her room and closed the door with a slam. Why she was angry she herself had no idea but she knew that he had left her all alone and now she had to deal with the fact that they might be never each other’s again.“I did not know it was you, Thusa…” Jared said softly. Aithusa was undressing and changing her cloths inside and she suddenly stopped. Her hands stopped moving and she had to sit down on the bed. She was silent. He knew it was her and she had not known all this time. This was the reason that she had come back. That she had signed the deal. That she had made sure that she would have to live for an eternity.
She moaned, rolling over onto her back. A fine sheen of sweat made her pale skin glisten like silver in the shafts of moonlight that filtered through the blinds. She kicked the sheets downward until her shapely legs and feet were uncovered. Her nightgown was still hiked up to her hips, and since she never wore panties to bed, her wet sex was exposed to the light breeze from the ceiling fan overhead.
Demon Imp’s POVI had been feeling feverish and achy for the better part of a week before I decided I was sick. Until then, I had convinced myself that I was merely tired, that I was feeling the accumulated stress of what had been a bad year. Not only was summer the most demanding season of my sales job, but I had also gone through a divorce. I thought I had taken the season and my wife's absence well; my body suggested otherwise and was now sticking me with a bug to prove it.
Aithusa’s POVPulling his cock out he removed the dildo and untied me looking at him I could see that his cock had grown stiff again God this is not a man he is an animal he told me to turn over and get on all fours! I am right he is an animal now he wants it doggy style but I am not going to turn it down like I said it has been a long time since I had a fuck so I going to take all the cock he can give,