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The succubus chuckled, and though I refused to look in her direction, the strong scent on the air told me she was closer than before. “I do admire a man so taken by a woman that he would suffer unimaginable pain. Do you know I once watched a demon in Rur’axze have sex with a deer carcass? Surely, I am far more appealing than that.”
“I do not want to hurt you, and I am urging you to leave me.”
“Hurt me? I quite welcome the pain with pleasure. Tell me, lover. Does she like it when you bind her arms? When you spank her red?”
Breaths stuttering, I rested my forehead against the dirt, wheezing as the pain took hold. An ache at my skull marked the protrusion of bone, as my horns pushed through flesh, and I lifted my head as the pleasure of feeling them harden and grow struck as painfully erotic as my hardening cock.
Thoughts of Farryn rubbing herself against their surface the night before had me dragging them against the dirt, desperate for that sensation, and the tips of my fingers turned an inky black, which crawled up my arm, illuminating tattoos across my skin.
Fuck.Fuck!
I couldn’t stop it. Part of me didn’t want to, the ecstasy of taking my demon form drawing me further away from my resistance.
“I would let you do all manner of things to me. Willingly. Or not, if you’d prefer a bit of force. I’ll put up a chase, if you like.”
Gods in Hell, the thought of that sent a new rush of blood to my cock, the ache in my balls a testament of my predatory desires.
“Stop talking!” I barked out in a voice that wasn’t mine. It belonged to something dark and wicked, and the more it took hold of me, the less certain I was that I could resist her.
The brush of her finger across my wounds had me clawing at the dirt, forcing myself away from her.
Don’t look at her. It’s not Farryn. Not Farryn.
“Look at me, Jericho,” she battled back in a voice that I wanted to eat from the air. “I want you. So badly. Gods, you are beautiful. Look at you.”
Deep heaving breaths, and I could feel a blaze of heat consume me. I turned toward her, taking in the perfect form of Farryn. She’d taken every detail from my memories, down to the tiny scar just above her hip that I recalled from when she was a child and had fallen off her bike. Gods be damned, I wanted her. Now.
Take.
“If I were you …” Another stab of pain struck my groin, and I let out a pained grunt. “Run.”
Twisting on her heel, the succubus darted off in the opposite direction. The sight of her naked ass,Farryn’sass, triggered something inside of me. A deep seated, primal instinct to chase.
I took off after her, my speed twice as fast as before. Lust burned inside of me, as I watched her hair trail behind her, her body jiggle with every hard step.
Closer. Closer. So close, I could smell her arousal on the air.
Blackness settled over me.
In the dark void, screams pierced my ears.
My eye shot open.
A naked body dangled in my grasp, pinned to the trunk of a tree. When I trailed my gaze upward, horror rippled through me on finding the succubus staring back at me, head cocked to the side of my palm, her eyes glazed over in the telling vacancy of death.
On a sharp exhale, I released her, letting her body fall to a slump, and as I stared down at her discarded form, an unbidden memory took hold. Of another time.
Another woman.
I’d killed her the same way. In the alley back in the town of Stygian Falls, where a single Nightshade flower now marked her eternal rest. That was, after all, how they came to be. When life was taken without permission, the soul could not be claimed, and so it became one of the many glowing flowers that gave the realm its name.
What have you done?
‘You know it wasn’t her. We know her scent. The way she feels,’An inner voice answered back.The beast inside of me had rejected her, and the only small measure of relief was the persistent ache in my groin, telling me I hadn’t taken her sexually.
“You didn’t have to kill her!” My voice thundered as the frustration gripped my lungs, and I stepped away from the fallen succubus.
The sound of agony carried through the trees, a loud piercing screech of moans, multiple moans, which signaled that her sisters had sensed her death.
