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“There’s nothing supernatural going on here.” I felt a pit in my stomach like I knew I was lying to myself.
“So, you’re telling me your mind can wrap itself around the idea of a deathwalker that can mummify a man and regenerate its skin only to disintegrate into particles right before your very eyes, but the idea of a succubus which has actual stories and mythology behind it, can’t possibly exist? You’re a smart girl, Freya. You want to know what I think?” He stepped close to me, his eyes shifting colors which in itself was oddly not mundane, I had to admit. They went from a pale color to florescent shades and hues that could probably glow in the darkness. They shined like halos surrounding his pupils. It was so bright that I almost had to look away.
“What’s that?” My breath hung in my chest.
He took another step, letting his arms trap me against the wall and his chest, a closeness that felt so intoxicating that I didn’t even think to push him away. “I think you know exactly what a succubus is, and it scares you. I think you can already feel my seduction working its way into you.” His pale eyesbore into me, building this tension that I wished would go away.
I didn’t want to like this guy. I didn’t want to feel this attraction, but no matter how hard I tried to push it to the side, it seemed to linger and remind me of its presence. Like I had no choice. Like my body and mind craved him. It was as if this was my fate.
Maybe I was more affected by his charms than I thought. Perhaps I was becoming seduced? Was that why I felt so drawn to him despite hating every second of it? Was this what succubus charms do?
“You don’t know me. And I’m not attracted to you, so you can stop trying now.” I whispered, frightened for some reason, even though I knew logically that he wasn’t trying to scare me. And I wasn’t afraid in the normal sense, more so scared that I liked this closeness a little too much, like I was on the verge of planting my lips onto his.
I needed to remind myself that he probably did this with everyone. I wasn’t anything special, not by a long shot. I was no one. I repeated that in my head over and over again until it repeated in the back of my mind on its own. That sad little girl I once was flashing to my mind as if all my repressed memories were trying to bubble to the surface.
He let out a breath; tension seemed to leave his body, and his weight against me seemed to leave as if he had lost interest. And while I was relieved by this, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wished he’d come back. That he’d continue to try for my affection despite me pushing him away. Which I knew sounded insane because it made no sense to even me.
“If you say so.” He said with a smile on his lips. He knew I was lying, and he wastoyingwith me. What anass!
The abrupt banging on the door echoed loudly, a single forceful thud followed by two muffled bumps, almost like a coded signal. In a swift motion, Oliver swung the door open, letting himself in. He leaned against the wall, visibly out of breath. A stray glance flickered from his eyes, and a sly grin curled at the corner of his mouth.
“Oh good, I’m not interrupting anything.” He laughed as Dustin seemingly pulled himself farther from me and left me petrified along the wall like some overpriced decor.
“So, good news or bad news first?” He whined slightly, and Dustin huffed in sync, annoyed by him.
“Hit me with the bad.” Dustin sighed as he plopped on the bed, his fingers raking through his hair, which seemed even silverier than I remembered.
“Okay, He wants to talk about his proposal for your situation tonight or, more like, now.” He was suddenly out of breath, smiling through his teeth like what he said was painful. “He seemed rather persistent about the now portion.”
Dustin shook his head, growling to himself almost as his fingers ran through his hair uneasily. “And the good news?”
“Your debt has been waived, assuming you take the proposed solution. His words, not mine.”
Dustin took what felt like minutes, or perhaps mere seconds, before responding. “He said that? Debt is waived? You’re sure?” He said while standing to his feet and pacing the carpet.
“His words.” Oliver nodded.
Dustin turned to me abruptly. “You don’t speak. Do you understand?” It caught me off guard.
He took a large step towards me, back at breath length, where I could feel his warmth as he stiffened beside me. “You are going to need to act madly in love with me. And I meanmadly. The more dramatic, the better. Am I being clear?” His voice was stern.
I crossed my arms in a growl. “Is that so?” I was not about to let him tell me what to do, especially something like that. Was this some trick to get me to kiss him? Was he still toying with me?
“This isn’t the time to be a smart ass, Darling. You can do it with Oliver if you want. Frankly, I don’t give a fuck who you decide to act madly in love with, but if you don’t do this, you will wish you were dead.” His hand slammed against the wall in frustration. A few cracks tremored through the wall as he did.
That last sentence had the hairs standing up on the back of my neck. I swallowed deeply, my hands trembling slightly. Death seemed to be the centerfold of today’s entanglements, only reminding me that I didn’t want to end up like that security guard.
“What - what do you mean? I don’t understand, Dustin. I don’t understand any of this.” I could feel the tears in my eyes wanting to escape so badly.
Dustin looked at Oliver, a frown on his face as if they didn’t need words to convey what they all were thinking. However, words would have been nice for me to feel filled in.
“Freya, you don’t have to believe that we are succubus. But I need you to pretend for me, okay? Pretend for just a moment that we are what we say we are-”
He drew nearer, and I almost forgot to breathe as he leaned in, the pressure against the wall intensifying as his arm formed a cage around me.
How was it possible to be so frightened and yet so turned on? I mean, a man had just died, and here I wasfeeling my knees buckle over a freaking Ellisario? What was wrong with me? Was I this out of touch with reality?
His breath brushed against my cheek, and I sensed the warmth of his body as he hovered over me. While his words escaped him, it took all my willpower to focus on his eyes rather than his lips.
