Succubi

Chapter Two:

He was a fool. He had thought himself immune to the power of her demonic feminine wiles. That's why he'd chosen to be the bait for this hunt. After all he had done without the pleasures of a woman for longer then he cared to admit. He had never had any problem in the past when it came to ignoring the ones that had practically thrown themselves at him. This time however, he found himself completely unable to resist her. He'd actually knocked his brother out cold to keep him from following them! If he did make it out of this one he was never going to live it down.

He pulled at his bonds, twisting and pushing in an attempt to break free, but they were not ropes. They were the same soft but sturdy bonds used to tie down patients in a mental institution. They were safe for the person restrained, but impossible to get out of without help.

The door to the prison opened quietly but he knew she was there. He reeled at the scent of her as she glided erotically across the floor, her hips swaying in subtle invitation. She brought with her a large silver tray covered with a cloth made from the same material as her robe.

He closed his eyes trying desperately to control his body's reaction to her but it was impossible. Her sultry voice alone was enough to sway him so when she demanded he open his eyes he had no choice but to comply.

A soft seductive smile played on her face as she set the tray down on a table beside the bed and sat next to him. "You shouldn't try to escape," she said. "Why bother, I have everything you need here." She removed the trays cover revealing an abundance of fruit and cheese as well as a drink that he knew would be laced with the same drug she'd somehow given him at the bar.

He shook his head his every instinct demanding he not partake of her offering no matter how hungry or thirsty he was. She bent down and rubbed her head gently along the side of his face forcing him to inhale her strong demanding scent.

Fire raced though him as her satin robe glided over his skin. The cold smooth material sending chills racing through him that had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. His eyes hooded as he basked in the sensations washing over him. He knew in his mind he should fight this, fight her. He gasped at the mere thought and opened his eyes losing the battle again and a small part of him screamed out in denial.

She held the cup for him as he drank deeply a slave to her wishes. An exotic array of fruits and cheeses followed the drink until his hunger was satisfied and his thirst quenched. She smiled at him and slid her robe from her body once again.

She reached for a piece of fruit and holding the citrus over his stomach she squeezed the fresh sticky juice onto his stomach before eating the fruit. His eyes widened in expectation as she slowly leaned over and began to lap every drop of juice from his luscious body and when it was done she reached for another piece of fruit and another and another until he was panting heavily unable to control his body's reactions any longer.

The sensations of her cruel ecstasy astounding him with their potency as his brutal need for release burned like fire in his veins. His whole body shook with the need she was forcing on him and he reveled in it. He had never felt such delicious rapture in his life and he hated himself for wanting more... needing more.

"I think you need a break," she laughed as pulled away from him leaving him feeling bereft and deprived. He growled his displeasure at her and she laughed again. "How about something else instead," she said reaching for another piece of fruit. This time she splashed the juices on her own chest.

She smiled as she straddled his lap careful of his thick hard shaft. She pressed her chest to his mouth a gentle demand that he found impossible to resist. His fists clenched with the need to hold her as he lapped at the juices dribbling down her chest. "Release me so I can treat you as you deserve to be treated," he said growled fiercely after every drop of the sweet sticky fluid was gone.

She gazed deep into his eyes before replying. "Not yet," she finally said. "Soon though, soon you will be mine completely. Only then will I release you." She laughed as she watched him pull hard on the straps that held him firmly beneath her. He struggled harder as she slid slowly down past his waist. She knew exactly how to control him and didn't hesitate. Reaching down she gently cupped his sac in her hand rubbing soft tender circles and eliciting a groan of pure pleasure.

Taking his engorged member in her other hand she stroked him until he was painfully hard. Every part of him screaming for the release she refused to allow him to have. She could feel the power building in him again, taste the fullness of his energy but this time she was going to take him as a man was meant to be taken. She rose above him on her knees and inch by slow inch she lowered herself onto the velvet steel of his shaft.

Sweat glistened on both their bodies as she began to ride him at a slow leisurely pace. He tried to increase her pace but she would not allow it, holding him and torturing him sinfully until she knew he was near to breaking.

His head swam with the pleasing pain of her ministrations until he couldn't think. Until he lost control, pounding into her until they came together in a synchronized release of ecstasy that shattered him leaving him panting and weak as she devoured the power he fed her.

A/N – Oh, sorry… I still haven't said who is yet have I? Well darn… I suppose that means ya'll are just going to have to wait some more. But I think everyone will be very surprised with the answer. (Evil Laughter erupts from Shadow)

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