Chapter 18
Lily
Julian was on me in an instant. His demon limbs shot out from behind him to grab my arms, stripping me of my clothes like they were the wrappers to the ultimate present. The only thing he left on were my shoes. He really did like those, didn’t he? The male species was so simple to please.
He arranged me on the bed in a big cross, then leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, as if to admire his handiwork.
“So perfect,” he murmured.
The more he looked, the more I became aware of the fact that I was completely in his control. I was offered up like a sacrifice at the altar of his bed.
He approached, looking like he couldn’t decide where to start first. He touched me lightly, his fingers feather-light as he trailed them all over my body.
And when they brushed over my chest, my nipples tightened into tiny buds.
Then he was crawling over me to take one into his mouth, lashing the tightened bud with his tongue.
He traveled over to the other side and did the same, lavishing attention on the other perky nub.
Satisfied, he started kissing and nibbling a red-hot trail down my body. He went achingly slow, tormenting me, until all I wanted to do was shove him down with my hands. But my hands were trapped over my head.
I squirmed, trying to hurry him along, but all I got was a soft chuckle in return.
“So impatient, my sweet. Don’t you know it’s better when we go slow?”
“You’re going too slow,” I complained.
He bent his head and continued his slow descent, except I was sure he was going even slower. When he was finally past my lower belly and at the crest of my mound, I was shaking from the anticipation, every nerve ending lit on fire.
When instead of continuing Julian sat back to watch me, I squealed in sexual frustration. “Argh! Stop teasing me! Fuck me already.”
I struggled, using my magic to fling off a few of his demon limbs.
He reached out, catching my throat in his huge hand and pinning me back down onto the bed.
I gasped, and he caught the sound with his mouth, devouring my protests.
He kissed me until my lungs felt like they were going to burst. And when he finally let me up for air, I found my limbs prisoners of his again.
“Don’t make me start over from the very beginning, Vixen.”
To my absolute horror, he started again at my belly. “Noo.” The word came out like a sob, in a voice barely recognizable as mine.
Smoky tentacles came up to play with my nipples, and more slid up my thighs so high that they were poised at my ass and pussy, but not quite there. He started to move down to my mound again, and this time, he continued lower. Except he was licking everywhere except my clit.
“You’re doing it on purpose!” I was equally turned on and angry.
He laughed. “Tell me what you want then.”
“Anything! Everything! Lick me. Fuck me. Please just don’t leave me here. Please.”
“Oh, Vixen, I’d never leave you wanting. I’m going to suck on that clit until you’re howling my name. But only when you’re good and ready.”
One of the demon limbs that had taken up residence on my thigh slithered up, suddenly feeling wet and tentacle-like. It nudged at my ass, and I inhaled sharply. Then it was slithering in through the first tight ring.
My eyes went wide at how smoothly and quickly it invaded me. By the time the first cry left my lips, it was already growing and I felt the sting of pain.
“Relax, Vixen. I’m right here. You want me to lick your clit, don’t you?”
I nodded.
“Good. Then relax. Once I have claimed every hole, I’ll let you come all over my face. I promise.”
Then the limbs holding my legs apart lifted them into the air, spreading them wide. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under my ass so that I was held up on display for him. Julian leaned back and tilted his head, like he was enjoying the show.
The pain melted into pleasure, and heat rose to my cheeks as my pussy creamed. I felt the wetness dripping from me.
“Fuck.” Julian’s roughly growled word had me glancing over to see him with his magnificent cock in his hands. “Look how wet your pussy is getting. It’s practically begging me to fill it.”
That was all the warning I got before another demon limb plunged into my pussy.
I screamed from the intensity of it, unsure what was pleasure and what was pain. But Julian was suddenly there, straddling my face and feeding his cock into my open mouth mid-scream. I gagged even as lust flooded my senses.
“Relax.” The limb holding my wrist in place moved as if to hold my hands.
I gripped it, desperate to hold onto something, anything.
I was reeling, the sensations all over my body too much to handle.
Then they started moving in my grip, thrusting into my hands like cocks.
Julian laughed and pumped into my mouth as he reached down to pluck my nipples, adding even more for me to feel.
“Perfect. You are absolutely perfect. Look at you, filled in every hole, and with a cock in each hand. All by me. I think you’re ready now.”
The only thought in my head was that I was being gangbanged by a single demon. And I loved every moment of it.
He leaned forward, over my body, covering my mound with his mouth.
The first swipe of his tongue lit a fuse, and with everything already primed for detonation, I exploded, unraveling from the force of it, my body arching as the tension burst like fireworks.
Reality fell away, replaced by nothing but heat and sensation. It left me trembling and breathless.
Julian was laughing with a throaty chuckle like he was having the most fun in his entire life.
“See, it’s better when you wait. You’re already coming all over my face and I haven’t even started fucking you yet.”
And then the demon limbs spearing me started moving, thrusting in and out in brutal rhythm.
My eyes went wide as another orgasm started to build.
It was only when I heard my screams filling the air that I realized Julian had moved.
Powerful hands gripped my thighs, pulling me to him.
The limb in my pussy pulled out with a sloppy, wet sound and was immediately replaced by his cock.
The tentacle-like limb had been smooth, but his cock was thick and ridged.
The change in texture threw me over the edge.
And when I exploded again, I did so into a million pieces, leaving me to wonder if I’d ever be whole again.
Especially since Julian didn’t let up; he continued rutting into me like a beast, charging the air around us with shimmering magic.
I stretched on the bed, sore in all the right places. I’d fallen asleep, and I had no idea how long I was out. Twilight greeted me from the windows, so I had to assume I hadn’t been napping for too long.
The first thing I noticed was that the bed was empty.
I stretched again before grabbing a plush robe from Julian’s chair.
It seemed he still wore some real clothes even though he could form whatever he wanted out of his soulstuff.
The robe was super comfy though, like being wrapped in a cloud, so I understood why he’d want the real thing.
Unable to find a pair of slippers, I padded barefoot out of the room.
Instead of Julian, I found a gorgeous woman in the kitchen. No, not a woman, not a human one anyway, even though she looked completely like one. There was an otherworldly feel to her that reminded me of Julian. She must also be a demon of some kind.
She had a crown of blazing red hair, and her lips were painted to match.
Built like every schoolboy’s fantasy, she had curves that defied physics and legs that went on forever.
She wasn’t just beautiful; she was inhumanly gorgeous.
And she had a presence you wanted to bask in, even if it risked third-degree burns.
The sexy siren before me was making me wonder if I’d cut my options in half by not considering women my whole life. But the feeling was familiar, and I recognized it as incubus magic.
Shadow sat on top of Julian's couch, glaring at her like she’d taken her spot by the counter. She meowed when she noticed me, alerting the woman to my presence. She spoke before I could. “You must be Lily, my ex-husband’s new pet. I can see why he’s hiding you away.”
I frowned. Her ex-husband? Then I realized who and what she was. She was a succubus and one of Julian and Prax’s friends. I’d met her in passing several times, but never actually talked to her. What was her name again? Tina? Gina?
I hadn’t known she was Julian’s ex-wife.
From what I knew, they were still quite friendly.
A little green-eyed monster started pounding on war drums in my chest. I quickly tamped it down because who the hell was I to get jealous that his ex-wife was the most gorgeous woman I’d ever met?
Jealousy was for girlfriends or more. And we were just friends.
I decided that if she was trying to use her incubus magic on me, then I could use my charm on her. I poured it on, thick.
“Gina, right?” I stuck out my hand for a shake.
“You got it. Julian sent me to keep you company,” she said with a dazzling smile. She shook my hand, then held out a wine glass. “Sauvignon blanc? He’s out grabbing food.” She leaned across the counter and handed me the glass, our fingers touching as I took it from her.
A frisson of excitement tingled up my arm, and I reminded myself that this was all because of magic. I had more than I could handle with one incubus.
“You staying for dinner?” I asked.
She laughed lightly. “As if Julian would let me intrude in his domestic bliss. You know he’s never been this way about anyone before.”
I almost spat out my wine. “Oh no! It’s not like that. We’re just friends. I’m here because my home isn’t exactly a safe haven right now.”
“Yes, yes. He’s trying to stop you from being the next missing witch. That much is true. But you’re not just a friend to him. I know Julian. I’ve known him for centuries. He’s trying to play house.”
“Like he did with you?”
She brushed my question away. “Showing up as husband and wife kept the church off us. We were more like hunting partners.” Her eyes flickered with predatory light. “If you guys are really just friends, then I guess you’re fair game.”
She leaned in, draping an arm over my shoulder.
“Tell me, sweetheart, how do you want me?” She blinked, and suddenly she was a handsome man.
She was still Gina, but the features were more masculine, the voluptuous curves morphed into the perfect inverted triangle with broad shoulders and a slim waist. She…
he… was hot, but not nearly as jaw-droppingly gorgeous as when she was a woman.
I kept my mouth shut, but It was like Gina could read my mind.
“Oh! Interesting.” She reassumed her female form. “I think I’m sexier as a woman too.”
A cloud of lust surrounded me, making it hard to think. Gina was still draped over me when the door slammed open and Julian stormed in.