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|Jesse|
That heathen.
Once I had my hands on her, I was going to throw her over my knee and spank her until she begged me to stop. Even then, I would continue, until her ass was as red as a tomato and layers of tears dried over her porcelain cheeks.
No one rejects me. Luxinia would see me, even if I have to personally show her what it means to reject me. She was a succubus, a lowly demon that would always be under us. Luxinia was known for disrespecting everyone, which is why they sent me. If my people were flooding the area, control needed to be established. First would be taking down whatever Luxinia had running here.
If I wanted to see her, I would see her. Not be rejected by her assistant. Who did she think I was? "Does Ms. Eryss know what I am?" Eryss... that named already seemed familiar.
"Yes, Mr. Drake. She's a very busy woman. I apologize. If you make an appointment, she will be sure to see you as soon as possible," Ms. Jameson replied, pushing her glasses up. She looked at her laptop, was seemed to not care less that an incubus was in her midst.
I stood up, looming over the small woman. I grabbed her arm and pulled her close. "No, no. I don't think you understand. Does she know what I am? Let her know that I will not tolerate her insolent behavior. These childish games will immediately be put out. Even, if I personally have to send the message."
Jameson nodded quickly. Her eyes were wide. "Don't worry, you're at the top of the list, sir." Top of the list? This woman was really pushing it wasn't she? I suppose she was begging to be punished.
I raised my head and narrowed my eyes at the office door. "Her office is empty, correct?" I knew exactly what I would do. It would for sure get the attention of Luxinia no less.
"Yes, but no one is permitted to be in there, Sir," Luxinia's assistant explained. A scowl set into her features as she stared at me. "I think you leave before I call security."
My grip on her arm tightened. I pulled her into the office. The office was big and organized, everything except aside from her desk. Her desk, it was a mess. Stacks of paper were stacked upon each other, coffee cups piled high in the trash bin. Her laptop was thrown haphazardly on her desk. Shoes were under her desk, as well as her purse. This looked like her home. I suppose it was since this was their 'base'. Reports of succubi helping the community, our enemies, and killing whatever demons that terrorized the area. Incubi included.
My eyes flitted to the leather couch, it's dark color fitting in perfectly with the style. I shoved Ms. Jameson to the couch. "Since Miss Steele won't obey me with words, maybe actions will speak louder. Strip. Now."
Ms. Jameson stared at me with wide eyes. "Um, sir... "
"I know you know what I am. Your face full of fear gave it away. I suppose Luxinia loves speaking to you about our world. Don't play stupid, human. I'll give you the time of your life. Now strip." I narrowed my eyes in annoyance. Luxinia was breaking multiple rules here. How did they not bring her into custody a long time ago?
And how did she have the peoples and the funds to organize all of this?
The building was no mom and pop shop, the skyscraper high in the sky amongst the other important building in Manhattan. Luxinia used an editorial and publishing business as her front, and inside, supernatural and demons of all shapes and sizes came in, requesting her help. Any other day I wouldn't mind, I didn't care if she was doing this. But, the big guy in charge of the Incubatti Society, Head Bloodtrei, he thinks that it shows we don't have control of our succubi.
I still didn't get the need for why they had to call me in. I was enjoying my time in London, sleeping around until death eventually came and took me. Not to mention whatever little left of my family was there. Leaving them alone... it was the hardest thing I had to do in a long time.
Ms. Jameson slowly pulled her skirt down, hugging her plump full ass. My fingers ached to smack her ass, see her cheeks jiggle with the force of my hand. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, watching me watch her. Her bra clad breasts all but shot out from the confines of her shirt. I stepped closer. "You, my dear, are a beauty. I won't kill you, I'm not that cruel. This is just a message to her. She fools around with you, correct?" My sex magic pulsed around me like an aura. the need for it to reach out and devour this woman was too great. However I needed to wait, she needed to be sound enough to convey the message I had for our little minx. This woman would be suitable for now, but Luxinia would be the climax.
The woman nodded. Her eyes were wide with fear and curiosity. "What will you do to me?"
"Kneel before the couch," I snapped. Staring at her lace underwear as she bent down, a dark urge wriggling its way into my pants. I smirked and walked over to Luxinia's desk. I searched in her drawers for a black Sharpie. My eyes lifted from my task. I chuckled softly. "My, my. Miss Jameson, it seems you're very turned on by this." I snatched the Sharpie out of the drawer and sauntered back.
Jameson made a squeaking sound. "No, sir. I just... I don't know. I'm so horny..."
"It's okay. You have needs. And here I am to fulfill them. I don't see anything wrong with only doing what your body wants, love." I explained, the corners of my mouth lifting. "Sit on the couch. Open your legs," I uncapped the marker. Tendrils of my aura reached out, wrapping themselves around the woman. She moaned as they squeezed around her. She wasn't able to see them, at least not if I wanted her too. I don't think she'd like seeing them right now. NOt if she knew that was how I was giving her pleasure.
Jameson sat on the couch and open her legs. She was soaked. There was a dark spot on her grey lace underwear. I grinned and grazed my fingernail across her crotch. She moaned softly. Her pussy lips were parted slightly, glistening with her juices already. I pushed aside her underwear. Her bald pussy shined at me, the hood of her clit poking out as if saying hi to me. I flicked my fingernail across her tightened bud. Her legs twitched. I chuckled and gripped her thigh tightly, pinning it down against the couch. The tip of the marker touched her skin as I wrote a message to Luxinia.
I threw the marker away and leaned my head forward. My tongue flicked across Miss Jameson's clit. My cock hardened slightly. I frowned, I wasn't supposed to be hard already. My, this woman truly was a sight. I hadn't taken anyone since my flight to New York. Bloodtrei had given me no time to rest, wanting me to head straight over here as soon as I arrived. I was far from sated. I plunged two fingers into this woman's tight cunt, loving the feel of her walls clenching and unclenching around my thick digits.
"Please Mr. Drake, don't. Luxinia will--" the human whimpered.
My fingers thrust once more into Jameson's soaked womanhood. "What will she do? Tell me?"
Jameson was unable to speak as I jammed my soaked fingers into her mouth. She struggled as I grabbed her chin and brought her face centimeters from mine. "Tell her she has two days to come find me. If not, I'll do worse things to you next time I come back and she isn't here," I pulled my fingers out, grabbing a handkerchief from my pocket and cleaned my fingers. I yanked Ms. Jameson up by her collar. "Show Ms. Eryss my message, won't you? Then have her find me."
Jameson nodded and grabbed her clothes. She zipped her skirt up quickly. I raised a brow. "Did I tell you to dress?"
Her eyes traveled to mine. "Um n-no."
"No what?"
"No, sir." Her hand unzipped her skirt.
I shook my head, "Ms, Eryss doesn't train you properly, now does she?"
"I'm not privy to say that information," she muttered, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. She was in a cloud of lust spewing out all her truth, no thanks to my sex energy. It had a weird effect on humans. Almost like a truth serum while being turned on. My shadows enveloped her completely. She was putty in my hands, so quickly influenced by my demonic presence.
I walked over to the door. "I shall remedy that, then." I stared at the ties near the couch. They were there for a form of style, but I could use them for something even better. I grabbed them and formed a knot. Grabbing the computer chair behind Ms. Eryss' desk, I wheeled it to the front of the room.
"Jameson, sit here. Open your legs," I commanded.
She walked over and sat down, her luscious thighs opening wide. I grabbed her leg and tied it to the arm of the chair. I did the same to the other. I pulled the rope over her head and knotted her wrists together. Her arms were over the chair, stretching her body out. I turned and admired my handiwork. I smirked. "Perfect."
Jameson moaned softly. She was turned on, alright. I approached the desk again and searched for something thick. "What's your first name?"
"Kimi," The timid response squeaked out.
I sighed. "Does Luxinia keep any toys around here? Specifically a vibrator? I know most succubi do keep something like that handy."
"Bottom left. False bottom," Kimi whispered. She was lost in her own head, probably withstanding the multiple fantasies that were playing in her head. The false memories would keep her occupied long enough while I searched Luxinia's room. 334Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoWyzyEsaJh
I pulled the drawer open and whistled. Lifting the false bottom, I saw various types of toys. Ms. Eryss was a kinky one, indeed. I plucked a pink vibrator from the selection and turned it on. It vibrated softly in my hand. I set it on the desk and glanced at her laptop. If I could find any proof of the underground group Luxinia formed this would be easy to bring her to Bloodtrei. I'd have plenty of proof and I'd be back home in no time. Osma would like that.334Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFmRCd2vuUj
Luxinia's laptop lit up and the background was just black, nothing out of the ordinary. Of course, there was a password on the screen. I frowned, typing in the usual ones. Of course, they were all incorrect. I gave up and rifled through her files, opening them up. They were photos of people, but it was only about potential authors and their manuscripts. I sighed. Was this really just an editing company?
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I groaned inwardly. I'd have to spend longer than I thought here then. Great. I picked up the vibrator and walked back to Kimi. Her eyes were wide as she saw what I was holding. "Please no."
"Sorry, but next time, tell Luxinia not to put me on a bloody fucking waiting list," I snapped, shoving the vibrator in her sopping cunt. Kimi whimpered in response, trying to hump the air. I grabbed the handkerchief and tied it around her mouth, using it as a gag.
I let out more sex energy, making her hornier than she already was. Her moans filled the office as the humming of the vibrator matched in tandem to her pants. I smirked. "Goodbye."
I quickly made my way out of the building, slipping past people as a blur just as my phone started to ring. I answered it quickly. "Yes?"
"You are requested at the Society. There's something going on," Blair's voice barked through the phone. I knew that if he was speaking to me with that stern voice, then there were definitely other incubi around. Bliar hated to be at Bloodtrei's mansion longer than he already had to be.
I sighed. These meetings were so troublesome and tedious. There was no reason why I needed to be there. I was sent out to investigate Luxinia. Nothing more. "I will not attend." Useless discussions about cambions were not how I wanted to spend my Thursday night. We knew their population was out of control. There was nothing we could do about it unless we started mass killing them. No one wanted to get to that conclusion, but it was only a matter of time before the Divine Council wiped out the champions. We needed to take care of them before the angels focused on us after they killed the lowly sex demons. I could be teaching my little minx to obey my every word instead of going to that meeting. Luxinia Eryss would be under my authority soon enough.
"Oh, you will attend. Your little target will be there."
"Will she? For what?"
"She's under suspicion of her powers coming in."
"Very well then. I'll be there to see if she is as truly as powerless as she says."
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