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“No,” I growl between gritted teeth, reaching up to grab her waist as she rides me slowly. “No, it is not.”
Agrat gazes down at me, long hair streaming to one side, eyes heavy-lidded and lips parted as her hips roll faster, slam harder. She leans over me, breasts dangling in my face, and I suck and teethe her hard nipples as she rides me.
A delicate hand snakes around my throat and presses me back. Her grip tightens ever so slightly, corresponding with the grip of her pussy around my cock. I gaze up at her, wondering if this was a trap all along.
But she grips just tight enough to make me lightheaded, gazing down through black eyes at me, those pupils of flame glowing brighter as her hips move faster.
“I will give you pleasure you’ve never felt before,” she promises between her moans. She grabs one of my hands and brings them to her soft breast. I squeeze, brushing her nipple beneath my palm. A bolt of pleasure centers itself at the root of my cock and spreads outwards. Her pussy squirts little splashes of sweet liquid as her moans and gasps build. My cock reaches its maximum hardness; her walls clamp down. The hand around my throat squeezes ever tighter. Our gazes lock, and my eyes become consumed with flame.
Then, the energy building between us detonates.
Incandescent light fills my eyes as the building pleasure reaches its zenith. My body convulses through it, and I’m helpless to do anything but take wave after wave of it, feel the steady jet of my seed be milked from my cock to fill her in an endless stream. The sweet, tight, sopping pussy around it pulses rapidly over and over, and Agrath’s scream amplifies as though a chorus of a million voices are behind it.
Dimly, a voice in my head reminds me of what I’ve just done: I, an angel of the Lord, have just mated with a succubus. A demon.
“You—deceive…” I mumble, hardly unable to move.
Agrat gazes down at me, her beautiful, round breasts rising and falling with her rapid breasts. Even through the numbing horror of the realization I’ve just had, I can’t help but stir at the sight of her, the sight of those perfect globes topped with a still-hard nipple.
She feels my hardening as I’m still buried within her and rocks gently back and forth. She leans down until her lips are a breath from mine.
“There was no deception needed,” she murmurs. “What we’ve done here is not because I have an agenda with you. I want you, Zephaniel, and you clearly want me too.” She rolls her hips again and lets out a soft moan. There’s nothing I can do to fight the way my cock reaches its maximum hardness again.
I flip her over onto her back, and amid the pillows as the moon glides into the velvet sky, we take each other, over and over again.
* * *
My eyes fly open.
The tent is dimly lit from a fire crackling just outside. I push myself up onto my elbows just as Agrat reenters, carrying a small tray. She’s still naked, the light from the fire highlighting her golden skin. Beneath the heavy blanket atop me, my cock twitches again, amusing and irritating me. I’ve never been a slave to my baser temptations, but one taste of the succubus, and I’m lost.
She kneels before me with a smile. “Just like the old days. No?”
On the tray is a warm slab of naan, glistening dates, nuts, and a dish of hummus. There’s a flagon of wine as well.
I don’t make a habit of eating, but when I used to come to Earth, I would sample the fare, as did most of us who visited from one realm or another. Humans are exceptional at crafting food. It’s one of the few things angels and demons have in common.
Agrat lifts a date to my lips, also warmed from the fire. “Eat, my love.”
“My love?” I repeat, accepting a bite of the date.
She leans in to kiss my lips, her tongue swiping up the juices left behind. “Do you not love me?”
I’m in danger. Her succubi power is strong, but I cannot discern if she’s using it on me now. “Anyone could see you and love you. That is why you were created, after all.”
Her lips twist. “How sweet.”
We lie together, enjoying the cool desert breeze, the crackling of the fire, the food, the wine. Each other.
Agrat traces a fingertip over my chest. “For what it’s worth, you did the right thing with Katie.”
I arch a brow. “You think so?”
She lifts a shoulder. “I told you, I can appreciate the humans. Just don’t ask me to bow down to them.” Her dark eyes turn intense. “There’s a greater war looming, Zeph. And it’s not the one you think, between our realms.”
I frown. “What are you talking about?”
“Let me ask you this,” she says. “Who sent you to the Basement in the first place?”
