AN: We discover Sookie's Succubus powers this chapter! :)

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Chapter 10

SPOV

I wake in what's quickly become my most favorite place in the world, the comforting embrace of my mates. I grin widely recalling my first feeding with them last night. What I had thought would be an awkward and potentially embarrassing act between us turned into something…remarkable and shockingly enough, highly pleasurable for me.

I don't know why I was so worried really; I suppose I can blame my rather strict and religious upbringing for my apprehension towards carnal pleasure. But now, after experiencing the most mind blowing, intense sensations my body has ever experienced, I only want more. I crave more. Lots more. I want to learn all there is to learn about physical pleasure and share each and every act with my mates…repeatedly.

I pause a moment then, wondering where these sudden sensual cravings are stemming from. Is it just the fact that I've finally experienced my first sexual encounter, or is my new status as a succubus to blame for this sudden change in me? I suppose I can ask Al about it today when he shows up for my lesson. Speaking of my incubus tutor, I suppose I better ready myself for the day before he gets the chance to 'accidently' drop in on me in the shower…again.

I work to extricate myself from my mates' heavy limbs and rush to the bath to ready for the day. I pause, catching my new appearance in the mirror with a grin. I'm still me; I'm just a more enhanced version of myself now. I never thought of myself as unattractive before really, but now, well, I suppose if things at Fangtasia don't pan out I could always look into modeling as a possible career.

This thought brings a small snicker from me before I enter the shower to wash away the dirt of the previous day. I wash quickly, feeling paranoid after the excitement of the previous morning, and soon find myself dressed and ready for the day. I give my reflection one last glance before exiting the bath.

"Greetings, love," comes the voice of my instructor, causing me to jump in surprise. I look over to see him leaning casually against the door jam with a devilish grin, his mirror eyes sparkling in amusement.

"Do you always have to pop in like that?" I sigh out as my racing heart rate slows once more. He only grins wider before looking me over appreciatively.

"Succubus suits you well, love," he informs me with a smirk before twirling his finger, encouraging me to spin so he can see my full transformation. I oblige, shooting him a confident smirk. "Brilliant," he adds with a wink. "I take it thinks went well with your males, yeah?" I nod then, grinning widely at the memory as he chuckles lightly.

"I enjoyed it more than I thought I would," I confess as he nods knowingly, his mirror eyes glistening in delight. "In fact, I may have enjoyed it a bit too much," I admit. "Is it normal for succubi to crave sexual interactions so intensely?"

"Of course," he answers with an eye roll, shaking his head at me. "It's what we are at our core, after all, the very essence of lust and sensuality." I nod my understanding as he flashes me a wide grin. "Ready for day two, love?"

"I'm ready," I admit excitedly, looking forward to learning about my new demoness powers. Al holds his arm towards me then and I take hold before the two of us are transported to the front of the house. I stumble as my feet hit hard ground and Al takes hold of me, chuckling lowly as he helps to steady me. Whoa, what a rush!

"It can take some getting used to; you'll get the hang of it, love," he informs me as I nod my understanding, finally feeling steady once more. I take in our surroundings then and am surprised to see we have company.

"Shit! How the fuck did you do that?" the fearful man before us asks as he stares at us in total shock. Al flashes him a wicked grin, bowing his head slightly in greeting to the startled male.

"Algaliarept and Sookie, incubus and succubus, extraordinaire," he says with an exaggerated flourish of his arm. "And you are Tray Dawson, werewolf day guard of my fine apprentice here." The burly werewolf's jaw drops in shock as Al laughs heartily. I flash the fearful guard a kind smile, reaching my hand out to him in greeting.

"Don't mind him," I tell the guard, pointing my thumb towards the chuckling demon, shaking my head. "He's a bit of an ass, but he's not so bad." The were nods before reaching out a subtly trembling hand toward me, but Al steps between the two of us then, shaking his head at me as his laughter comes to an end.

"Hold off on that a moment, love," he instructs as my brow furrows in confusion. He turns back to Tray then, tilting his head as he looks over the rather gruff looking werewolf curiously. "Would you mind very much being my student's guinea pig this afternoon?" The bewildered were lifts a brow at my eccentric tutor before glancing me over curiously. "I can promise it will not be unpleasant for you, in fact you will likely enjoy yourself greatly," Al adds, waggling his brows suggestively.

I flash a hard glare toward my demonic tutor, not liking the sound of that last comment at all. He smirks at me before sending me a mischievous wink. He really can be an ass sometimes.

"Um, yeah, I think I could do that," the brawny were answers, raking his gaze over me approvingly. Seems he appreciates my new demonic appearance I think to myself with a confident smirk.

"Brilliant," Al answers with a wide grin before turning to me. "It's time you learn to use your succubus powers, love. Lesson one, touch is essential, skin to skin contact is a requirement for our powers to work adequately," he explains as I nod my understanding. The werewolf grins widely at this and I raise a brow at him, watching his smile falter only slightly. Men.

"Alright," I start. "So I touch his skin and then what?" I ask curiously.

"There are couple things you can do now, but we'll start with reading lust, love," he informs me with a playful smirk. I raise a brow at him and he takes hold of my hand, raising it just out of reach of the male's hand before me. "Now tell me what you see," he instructs, pointing to his head with a slight nod. I take a deep breath before lowering my mental shields in order to read the were's thoughts.

"Um, just the usual stuff," I say with a shrug. "He's thinking about the parts he needs to fix up his bike and now he's wondering how the hell I know that," I add, shooting a smirk to the flabbergasted were.

Al places my hand over the heated skin of the were's then and a slight frown forms on my lips as a rather graphic sexual image floats to the forefront of his mind, featuring said were and myself. I let out an exasperated sigh, shaking my head as I pull my hand away in frustration.

"I thought you said I wouldn't leak pheromones if I was well fed," I accuse of my grinning tutor as he shakes his head at me.

"I assure you, you are very well fed, love, you aren't secreting pheromones of any kind," he assures me as my brows rise in surprise before looking back to the were to see his love struck visage as he eyes me admiringly. I rise to my tip toes then, leaning to my incubus instructor's ear.

"If I'm not doing this to him, then why is he eyeing me like that?" I whisper as my instructor breaks into raucous laughter. I lean back, crossing my arms and hitting Al with yet another hard glare. Jackass.

"You're truly a beautiful demoness, love, and our werewolf friend here is a red blooded male," he says with a shrug. "What you read from his mind was pure, unadulterated lust. With only a touch you will be able to read one's deepest sensual desires, which in this case it seems, was a tryst with you personally."

My brows shoot to my hairline before a wide grin crosses my face. He's reacting that way to me without the help of pheromones? My shoulders pull back as my chest wells with pride. I suddenly feel confident, sexy, and…powerful.

"Now you're getting it, love," Al tells me with a wink. "Seduction is an incredibly powerful weapon if wielded correctly." I share a grin with him, nodding my understanding. "Now, touch his skin once more and we'll practice your powers of persuasion." I raise a brow before reaching out to grasp the heated skin of the were once more. This time, I keep my shields in place and glance over to Al for further instruction.

"Well? What now?" I ask as his mirror eyes twinkle merrily.

"Ask our male friend to do anything you wish, anything at all, love," he instructs as I tilt my head curiously. Okay… I turn back to the were to see his rather smitten smile as he looks down to me with admiration shining in his dark eyes.

"Um, hop on one foot," I throw out with a shrug. My jaw drops as the muscle bound were does just that, all the while keeping his enamored gaze upon me. "Now bark like a dog," I try before the burly male begins baying loudly while continuing his hopping. I snigger softly, looking over to see Al shaking his head at me with a grin. I pull my hand from my guard and watch as he goes back to standing and quiets his howling, shaking his head vehemently as his brow furrows in confusion.

"Well done, love, a bit juvenile, but well done, none the less," Al congratulates with a small smile.

"It's like a vampire's glamour," I muse as Al nods his agreement. "Cool," I add with a wide grin. This could certainly come in handy. A thought occurs to me then as my brow furrows in thought.

"But not everyone will be attracted to me the way Tray here is," I muse as Al nods, shrugging his shoulders dismissively.

"This is true enough, love, and you've brought up an important point," he says with a small sigh. "Your new powers do have their limits. The more attraction the subject feels for you, the greater power you wield over them with your touch, while those that hold little desire for you will be much less compliant with your persuasions." An icy chill runs through me hearing his words.

"But what will that mean for my mates?" I ask fearfully, worrying that they'll have no form of free will around me from this point on.

"Ah, your mates will not be affected at all by your succubus powers," he assures me as I raise a disbelieving brow at him. "That's just how it works with fated mates, although they will likely benefit from your powers in some way or another, although I couldn't likely guess as to how, at least that's how it usually works," he explains with a shrug.

"Alright," I answer thoughtfully, rolling this thought around in my mind and wondering how my mates might benefit from my powers. Al turns to my guard then, flashing him a wide smile.

"Much obliged, your help was greatly beneficial, wolf," he tells him before placing his hand upon my shoulder and transporting us to the dining room.

"Really?" I question irritably as my inertia nearly makes me faceplant on the linoleum. Just because he can transport doesn't mean that's his only means of travel. Al chuckles deeply as he proceeds to help me sit at the table, before sitting across from me with that characteristic smirk of his.

"You did quite well today, love," he compliments. "The boss will be most pleased to hear of your progress," he says as my brow pinches in confusion. Boss? Oh, shit. He can't mean…Al grins widely then, nodding at my mental assessment.

"You work for the devil?" I ask in amazement.

"As do you, love," he informs me with a dismissive shrug. "We're demons, what did you expect?" he asks as my jaw drops in surprise. "You're actually due to meet him soon. He's a bit old fashioned that way, insisting on meeting each new addition face to face."

An icy chill runs through me then as I try to process this shocking discovery. Satan is my boss now. I'm working for the devil himself. What does that mean for me? My heart begins racing wildly just as the room begins spinning around me. Shit. Al is at my side instantly, pressing my face between my knees and patting my back soothingly. Dammit, I've been passing out way too often as of late.

"Breathe, love," he instructs as I take deep, calming breaths, trying to cool my anxiety. "It's not so bad, things could be much worse, believe me. Lucifer's not such a bad boss. Well, most the time anyhow." I raise slowly then, leaning back against the back of my chair as I look to my teacher with a deep frown.

"But I work for the devil," I reiterate as he nods. "Doesn't that make me…evil?" Al rolls his eyes, shaking his head at me before dropping down to his knees and shooting me a serious gaze.

"Do you feel evil, love?" he asks softly as I shake my head. "And do you believe me to be evil?" he questions as I raise a brow at him. He chuckles lowly, shaking his head at me. "Bad example, perhaps, but know that things are not so black and white as you may believe. Becoming a demon doesn't spontaneously make one evil."

I think this over for a moment. Besides the powers and supernatural senses, I don't feel any different as a person. I didn't impulsively begin performing wicked acts upon becoming a succubus, and isn't that what true evil consist of, performing malevolent deeds? After all, the actions of the individual are what make a person either good or bad. I let out a sigh, shrugging my shoulders.

"Maybe you're right," I concede as Al nods, reaching out to squeeze my hand gently with a kind smile.

"Fret not, love, things are not so bad and the job could be much worse," he assures me. "Although, I suppose I should let the big man himself explain the details to you when you meet him." I tense then, picturing a huge, growling monster with large horns and crimson skin and Al laughs uproariously, shaking his head at me. "Not even close, love," he assures me with a wink. Well, that's a small comfort at least.

"So, when is my meeting?" I question apprehensively.

"I'll escort you to the underworld when I return tomorrow," he informs me as I nod my understanding. "You'll be fine, love, Lucifer is actually a pretty decent guy, you know, so long as you stay on his good side," he adds as I nod, swallowing loudly. I suppose I'll find out for myself soon enough if his assessment is true.

"Alright," I answer weakly, watching as my tutor gives me a wave before disappearing into a smoky cloud of green. I let out a sigh, leaning back in my chair. So, I guess I have a meeting with Satan tomorrow. Awesome.

AN: Oooh! We get to meet Satan soon! :D But not until Sookie shares a second feeding with her mates... ;)