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ASHER
“Will that be all for you tonight, sire?”
I flicked the unlit cigarette against my thumb, resting my eyes on the siren posted just outside of my booth. As soon as our gazes locked, I could see the edges of her lips twitching. There was a coy smirk hiding underneath.
Not that she would let me see it until I made my confirmation. As far as she was concerned, I was merely at the club for my share of the liquor until I got bored and wanted to dabble in some typical drug choices. If I wanted pussy, I would be the one to express it. Flexing my jaw, I severed eye contact and dragged my gaze down her slim body. Aside from the way the flickering lights occasionally emphasized a few scales on her side, there was nothing else to give away her race.
To the human eye, she was a stunning goddess walking around in a human body.
I didn’t answer Keye immediately, opting to reach out and seize the glass she’d just refilled first. “That depends. Is Mikey running a special tonight?”
A hint of that grin started to break free. She kept the tray balanced while she planted her spare hand on her hip. “That depends on what you’re in the mood for,” she purred. “Should I bring you a bottle of wine? Or perhaps the demon prince would prefer a Cuban cigar?”
I didn’t relax all the way against the booth as I tilted my head back and drank half of the whiskey in one go. When a stray droplet escaped down my chin, I brushed it away with the side of my hand. I could feel the sexual tension radiating off the siren as those dark obsidian eyes watched my every move. “What would you recommend if I had no interest in alcohol or foreign smokes?”
Her eyes flashed and the sweet aroma in her aura thickened. Keye eased the tray down onto the table before she tugged the velvet ribbon loose from the curtains. She slipped inside as it fell shut behind her. “Do you have a hunger for something else tonight?”
My eyes didn’t leave her as she sauntered over with the ribbon hanging from one hand. I could feel my cock hardening when she spread those long, slender legs and eased down onto my lap. I didn’t budge an inch as that ribbon hooked me behind the neck. Every part of my demonic instinct sought to cast her away — or wrap it around hers instead — while the incubus could feel the heat of her pussy through the layers of material between us.
It was one of the unusual combinations that worked, even when it really shouldn’t. The saliva of a siren would leave their romantic partner in a sexual frenzy. Their pussy juices created a far better effect. They were essentially the only ones that could come close to what the incubi race could cause. On nights like this, I enjoyed the heightened sensations a siren could bring.
Keye didn’t break eye contact with me as she tugged the glass from my hand and set it on the table behind her. “What would you like from me tonight, Prince?”
I let the cigarette drop from my fingers as she started to rub against me. It hadn’t taken much on her part to get me hard and my cock was already straining against the boxers until it hurt. A pained groan escaped me as she reached down to cup me. “I would be greatly disappointed if you didn’t already know what I was in the mood for, Keye.”
Considering how often I come by this club. It was my sanctuary, a place where I could dabble for whatever I happened to hunger for that night.
Her pale pink lips curled into a full grin. “Is that what the demon prince wishes for?”
All it took was one swift movement for me to tear the ribbon from her grasp and have it wrapped around her own throat. I jerked her toward me, squeezing a gasp from her. The sound of pain and pleasure mixed together was almost enough to paint my vision with red dots. “Bend over the table, siren.”
Keye’s eyes flashed with the same heat that was tearing through me. She had no protest when I kept the ribbon tight around her throat. It certainly limited her movements, but that didn’t stop her from heeding my request. The material strained as she slid off my lap and turned, pushing her ass toward me.
I kept a tight grip on her new leash while I used my other hand to simply rip the silk thong off her. The material was thin enough to where I could smell those juices already leaking down her leg, only now there was nothing to keep it from slamming me in the face. I paused to suck in a lungful. Who could miss that salty scent that gave away her watery race? Smirking, I delivered a slap against her right ass cheek.
Keye jerked with a gasp. “Prince Asher!”
“You fought for this section tonight when word spread that I would be coming…didn’t you, siren?” I dragged my nails along the fresh handprint, causing her to jolt against me.
“Y-Yes.” Her voice was ragged.
“Are you already wet for me, Keye?” I flicked a thumb against her clit.
She arched her back in a desperate move to guide my fingers inside. “Oh, gods, yes. I am. Touch me, prince, and you’ll be coated with me.” Her words were borderline a yearning whine.
I smirked, taking great care to avoid getting sucked into that hot abyss. “You didn’t answer my question. Naughty little girls don’t get a reward if they’re disobedient. If you want me to touch you — to fuck you — I want to hear those words coming from your mouth.”
The siren hung her head with a frustrated noise. “Yes! I traded sections with Gwen so that I could serve you myself.”
Already so wet…It was a sight that I was very well accustomed to seeing when I found a new female to bend over the table during my visits. All it took was a simple brush on my part for the intoxicating sensations to be spiraled into full effect by my incubus nature. “I don’t know…” I flicked her clit a few more times. Each strike caused her entire body to jerk. “Is Mikey going to bill me for this pussy?”
A mournful whine escaped Keye. “N-No, prince. Whatever you ask of me will be on the house.”
Good man.
I certainly wouldn’t be against paying a being for these services, but that was the fun part about being demonic royalty. I didn’t have to offer up a single bill unless my heart desired it. Running my tongue along my lower lip, I added another slap to her ass before I worked on pulling my pants apart. As soon as I shoved the material out of the way, my cock sprang to attention. “Come sit for your prince,” I purred.
The siren didn’t hesitate. She immediately eased back, moving slow enough to where she could help guide me to her pussy. Although she had sought a gentle entry, I wasn’t willing to be that patient. Her back straightened as I thrust hard into her, bringing her all the way down onto my lap with a jerk. A cry escaped her lips, casually leaking out into the air to join the music vibrating around us.
