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You may be asking what a succubus is or who is RipperAngel, well I shall tell you.

RipperAngel is the first succubus within my lair, therefore she is a queen in her own right. Through these pages, RipperAngel will fully introduce herself as you become lost within her world.

The Bible does not say, but Adam had a wife before Eve.

The Lady Lilith was brought to him to be his bride. Some say she was a daemoness, other say a spirit. She was Adam’s wife, the First Wife, and served him faithfully. However, Adam was fickle, and when ‘God’ introduced his creation, Eve, to Adam, he forgot his first wife, and Lilith fled in shame to the land of Nod.

Within this desolate land, the Lady’s anger grew, and her powers developed. She learned how to seduce and beguile, and her first victim was Caine. Some say that it was she that enticed him to murder his brother Abel, others disagree. When Caine was exiled, she took him into her care, and through him, begot children which she raised to be seducers of men as she herself was. She never forgot the injury done her by the bastard, Adam and his ursurping wife Eve. She inculcated her hatred in her children, and through them, she gained revenge. By using the issue of Adam, Lilith’s brood grew, and her daughters grew strong. We became the succubi, the night daemons which steal the essence of men while they sleep, begetting daemonic children to further the revenge of our mother, Lilith. She sleeps now, at peace in the earth, but we sleep not. The succubi stalk the nights, and make our homes in the pits of Hell, where we wield power over lesser daemons and use them to further Lilith’s vengence. We are the succubi, daughters of Lilith, sisters to the incubi, and drinker of souls.

Introduction to a Succubus

 

Written by RipperAngel

The bartender mused as he polished glasses, watching the usual Friday night crowd enter. He smiled at the teenage couples who rubbed on each other, obviously here only for an hour or so before they would dart off to relieve their heady passions. The burly man sighed as the regular barflies sat down, eager for the liquor he poured for them. He sighed again as he reached for another bottle of Jack Daniel’s. No one classy ever came in this place. He, like everyone else in the bar, froze when she glided in.

Thick, shining hair the color of red roses hung in loose, heavy curls to her smooth, rounded hips. A waist that any man could span with his hands glided into full, shapely breasts barely hidden beneath a sheer white lace top. Long legs, perfectly toned and slender, disappeared beneath the black leather miniskirt. Her calves were smooth and shapely as they too disappeared into black leather stiletto heeled boots. Her face was angelic, with full red lips and large, almond-shaped sapphire eyes. Auburn lashes, thick and dark, swept down to cover her eyes, and then back up. Her tongue, surprisingly forked like a serpent’s, flickered out to wet her dark, wine-colored lips. Her nails were the same shade, and made a soft clicking sound as she ran them over the bartop.
” A glass of red wine please.” Her voice was husky, and smooth like honey. The bartender, his eyes huge, nodded once and darted away to find the best wine he had. She leaned against the counter, casual and enticing. Across the room, one man watched her.

Darius smiled icily, watching her every move. She was exquisite, a perfect addition to his collection. His smile was chilling to any normal person, with perfect white teeth glinting in the faint light. His black hair glistened under the lights, and his cold grey eyes pierced through the woman attempting to seduce him. Violently, he clapped a hand over the woman’s mouth and dragged her into a dark corner. Without any ado, he plunged sharp fangs into her throat and sucked her dry. The corpse made no noise as he dropped it to the floor, licking the vibrant blood from his lips. He smiled again, the fangs now sheathed, and made his way gracefully across the bar.

She looked up, her blue eyes questioning. The four men gathered around her asked her instantly what was wrong, for there was a look deep in her eyes that they didn’t understand. She licked her lips again, flicking that snake’s tongue out to test the air. All of them nearly sighed with sensual anticipation of the uses that tongue could have. To their surprise, she pushed them all away, and turned to look at the back of the bar. All they saw was an extraordinarily handsome man gliding towards them. All four mortals sighed, knowing well that they had lost all hope of gaining her for the night, and drifted away. Darius smiled at her, and reached out to stroke her hair.
” Hey beautiful.” She smiled at him, her eyes calculating.
” And you are?” Darius had to pause, taken aback at her cool tone.
” My name is Darius.” He leaned closer, eyes lascivious. ” And what’s your name my pet?” She smiled again, and then leaned back, her breasts stretching the fabric of her top.
” My name is Lucinda.” Darius smiled, and shifted closer, his eyes dark.
” Would you like to get out of here?” Her smile was chilling, and she leaned forward to flick her serpent’s tongue over his lips.

” Naturally.”

Darius gasped as Lucinda slammed him into the brick wall, roughly tearing his shirt open. Buttons flew and Lucinda bent her head to run her snake’s tongue along his chest. Darius leaned his head back and growled low in his throat, savoring her touch. She bit at him with her sharp teeth, drawing pinpricks of blood. He writhed beneath her hands, and gasped when her nails sank into his shoulders. Her eyes were flaring blue fire when she finally pulled away, and he spun them both in a smooth motion, violently shoving her back against the rough brick and reaching down to run his hand up her thigh. He smiled when he learned that she wore no underwear, and slipped his fingers into the wetness between her legs. Lucinda gasped, her head falling back to rest against the wall. Darius bit her throat, sinking his fangs into them and relishing the cry that the pain drew. At the same moment, he thrust into her as hard as he could, drawing her long legs about his waist. Her nails drew blood as he thrust, pumping into her moist passage with all of his considerable strength. Snarling, he yanked her blouse away from her breasts and buried his face between them, nipping at her flesh. He didn’t see her vicious smile as she reached orgasm, and then he felt it. A subtle drained feeling, which grew more painful as he continued thrusting. He couldn’t stop however, despite the pain. She was exquisite, and her passion did not brook refusal. He reached his peak, and screamed in pain as he felt his soul drain away. When Lucinda slid her legs from around him, the body fell roughly to the ground. She smiled icily, and smoothed her ruffled hair, her skin glowing with vitality.
” You were rather good.” Stooping, she patted the hair on the corpse and then straightened her blouse. Smiling enticingly, she stepped back into the street, and hailed a taxi.

Death of an Innocent

 

Written by RipperAngel

Yawning, the girl brushed the dark brown hair back from her delicate face. She sat back from her computer with a satisified smile, and clicked a few icons on the screeen. The printer began to whirr, and the girl yawned again.
” Finally. Took long enough.” The glow of the computer screen lit her face and gave her eyes an eerie bluish glow. In moments, the document was printed, saved and as she turned the computer off, she sighed.
” About time. God, I can’t believe how late it is!” She winced at the clock’s digital glow, which read twenty after midnight. Stretching, she rose from her chair and stumbled into the bathroom. A light went on, and the sound of a shower began.

Outside, the moon lit everything faintly, but it was more than enough for the woman standing in the shadows. Her large, slanted eyes glowed a faint, ethereal blue in the darkness, and she glided forward, her eyes fixed on the single lit window of the darkened house. Smiling evilly, she slid over to stand beneath the darkened bedroom, listening for the water. When it was shut off, and the bathroom light went out, the woman’s form shifted, the black bat’s wings that had extended behind her disappearing, and she shrank several inches, so as to not appear too threatening. Her smile was seductive, and yet, very cold. Her attention was caught as the bedroom light went on, and a shadow moved across the window. Lucinda waited in the shadows, watching, until the light went out. She glided forward over the soft grass, no blade bending beneath her tiny feet, and her form melted away into a white mist, which drifted up to the half-open window.

Inside, the girl tossed and turned, her dark hair damp with sweat, despite the night not being overly warm. She sat up, small breasts heaving with gasps, and flung the sheets aside. Pain shot through her skull, and she whimpered, pressing her hands to her head.

” I can take your pain away childe.” The sultry voice made her look up in terror. To the girl’s shock, a woman so astonishingly beautiful it nearly made her heart stop glided out of the corner, her large, dark blue eyes smoky with desire. ” I can take away any pain you feel…if you’ll allow me.” The girl froze in shock, her eyes confused, and her mind even more so. Desire surged through her, but she didn’t know why. A horrified expression crossed her face and she drew back. The dark angel, for that was all the girl could think to call her, stepped forward, an inviting smile on her face. ” Don’t be afraid my little one. I would not hurt one so…delicate as yourself.” By that moment, the woman was within arm’s reach of the girl, and stroked her damp hair gently. ” What is your name childe?” The girl stuttered for a moment before finding her voice.
” Annaya.” A cruel smile crossed Lucinda’s face before she hid it behind a mask of compassion.
” Annaya, my pet, don’t fear me. I would never hurt you.” Smoky sapphire eyes gazed intently into confused hazel ones until Annaya’s body relaxed, and she slumped against Lucinda, who held her lovingly. ” There there my little one. Lucinda will make it all better.” Tilting Annaya’s chin up. Lucinda bent and kissed her softly. The girl reacted at first with disgust, but it was an act, and she leaned into the kiss, as eager for Lucinda as the succubus was for her.

Annaya gasped when Lucinda pushed her back onto the bed, and the girl’s modest nightshirt came away in one easy tear. Lucinda’s eyes greedily swept the girl’s slender body, and her hands ran over Annaya’s skin, making the girl gasp and blush with the sensations. ” How old are you my little one?”
” Ei..eighteen.” A sly smile crossed Lucinda’s face as she stroked Annaya’s waist with a teasing finger, and she looked up at the girl.
” You’ve never been with a man, have you childe?” Annaya blushed hard and shook her head. Lucinda smiled, and rose to climb onto the bed and crouch over the mortal, her face inches from the girl’s. ” That’s because you don’t like men, isn’t it? Don’t lie to me. I will know.” Annaya swallowed hard and blushed again before nodding reluctantly. Lucinda purred. ” Good girl.” Rising, the succubus stripped off the black leather hip huggers and the white lace stretch top. Nude, she stood for Annaya’s appraisal.

The girl swallowed again, her heart pounding so loudly she was afraid the woman would hear. Desire such as she’d never known raged through her body, making her hot and cold at intervals. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the lush figure before her. Without realizing it, she had risen from the bed to walk over to the succubus. Timidly at first, and then with more courage, Annaya reached out and stroked the alabaster skin of Lucinda’s throat. A soft smile began to form on the girl’s lips, and hestiantly she leaned forward, wanting nothing more than to taste that skin. Lucinda’s hands on her neck made Annaya jump, but she looked into those smoky sapphires, and all hesitation fled. She leaned forward eagerly, her mouth meeting the soft skin of Lucinda’s throat. Sighing contentedly, Lucinda leaned her head back, her dark red curls brushing her bare hips. Annaya slid her mouth over the skin beneath her lips, tasting eagerly. She wasn’t satisfied, and moved lower to Lucinda’s firm breasts, pausing a moment to savor the sight of the light pink nipples jutting forth from the ivory skin. Then, she leaned forward and captured a nipple in her mouth, suckling hungrily. Lucinda’s soft moan encouraged the timid girl, who began letting her eagerness show. Nuzzling and licking, she pleasured the succubus, and then a new desire made her pause. Glancing up at Lucinda’s face for permission, the girl slid lower and found the warm, wet slit with first a curious finger, and then an eager tongue. Lucinda broke away suddenly, and walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge and spreading her legs wide.
” Come here my pet, sate your desires and I shall sate yours.” Without a thought, Annaya crawled to Lucinda, and gazed at the moist pink flesh spread before her eyes. She ran her hands up Lucinda’s ivory thighs and spread the hairless lips open. Her passion overtook her, and Annaya dove forward, her tongue seeking the small knob that she knew instinctively was hidden within. Lucinda smiled in satisfaction as she watched the girl sucking on her clitoris. Waves of pleasure washed over the succubus, and she bend her head to kiss the nape of Annaya’s neck.
The girl jerked at the touch of those hot lips, because they evoked more pleasure than her own hands had ever brought her. Shuddering exquisitely, Annaya suckled harder on the moist flesh beneath her lips, running her tongue eagerly about. Her fingers moved to enter Lucinda, and stroked upwards. The succubus sighed in pleasure, and allowed herself to enjoy the girl’s ministrations. When she came, it was violent and sudden, drawing a scream from the daemoness’s throat, and giving Annaya a rush she hadn’t expected. Licking her lips eagerly, she looked up at Lucinda, and smiled shyly. Lucinda returned the smile, and lifted Annaya easily to her feet.

” Now it is your turn my pet.” With more strength than the slender woman appeared to possess, she drew Annaya close and kissed her, tongues mingling, as she pushed the girl onto the bed. The succubus’s hands slid over Annaya’s slender body, drawing squeaks and gasps from the girl. Lucinda’s forked tongue flickered into view for a moment before she plunged it into the girl’s wet flesh. Annaya bit back a scream, her eyes opening in shock. She had never before experience, no, not even imagined such feelings. Her head fell back, and she moaned aloud as Lucinda manipulated and massaged the only area on her body that seemed to feel. Her orgasm was swift in coming, and it was when the girl had reached the height of pleasure that Lucinda’s lips clamped onto Annaya’s mouth. The girl tried to fight it, but Lucinda’s fingers were inside of her now, and stroking the most pleasurable spot she had. Annaya thrashed about, and Lucinda’s eyes glowed icily. The pain was sudden, sharp and intense, drawing a cry from the girl’s throat, but Lucinda did not let up. The succubus quickly kept the girl climaxing while she drank the innocent’s soul. Annaya had strength left for one last scream before she collapsed, a lifeless corpse, onto the sheets.
Lucinda straightened her hair, and drew her clothing back into place, smiling coolly. Bending, she kissed the girl’s cold lips before drawing the sheets into place over her.
” There, little one, I did promise to take away your pain.” The succubus’s smile was chilling, and she hummed a soft tune to herself as she let herself out of the girl’s room.

Fate of Infidels

 

Written by RipperAngel

The night was icy, and Marion shivered as the wind cut right through her. Huddling deeper into her fur coat, she tapped quickly across the sidewalk, her cold hands fumbling with the keys to the apartment complex. A smile crossed her lips as she searched for the proper key, shaking as she stood on the front steps of the apartment building. Her body was shaking, but she felt warm as she remembered the last few times she had met Chris here, away from her husband. She finally found the key, and with a trembling hand, inserted it into the lock. It took a moment of struggling to get it to turn, but it was accomplished, and Marion slipped into the building, the heavy door clicking shut behind her. Hurrying across the dingy lobby, she darted into a vacant elevator and pushed the proper button, leaning back against the sticky wall as the doors closed, heedless of the damage to her expensive fur. A shiver ran through her body as she remembered the last passionate encounter with Chris, and she sighed softly. It was gratifying to know that he couldn’t go a week without being with her, she thought as she idly watched the elevator’s progress. Marion’s foot, in the expensive Italian shoes her husband had purchased for her the previous week, began to tap as the elevator seemed to slow down. Her handsome face in a frown, she punched at the button again with a manicured nail, and smiled triumphantly as it began to move up again. The doors finally slid open, and Marion tapped out into the dim hall, her eyes alight with anticipation. The number to the apartment, that damn 42, had fallen again, and now the 2 hung at an odd angle. Marion couldn’t help but feel a measure of unease, as she always felt that this advertised what that particular apartment was for. She paused to straighten the errant number, and a familiar sound caught her ear. Leaning forward, she listened quietly, and then her eyes narrowed. The sound of Chris grunting in the throes of passion was too familiar to her to be mistaken. Angry now, she fumbled with her keyring, and then practically shoved the key into the lock, opening the deadbolt with nothing less than lethal force. Flinging the door open, she stalked into the room, her fur carelessly tossed aside as she made her way to the bedroom. When she opened that door, she was stunned by what she saw.
Chris, covered with a sheen of sweat, was being ridden by a woman so stunning Marion could do little more than gape in astonishment. Long, rose-red coloured loose curls were plastered to the woman’s curvaceous body with sweat, and when she looked up at the intrusion, her peacock-blue eyes glittered with triumph in a face the envy of any angel. Marion suddenly felt inadequate with her dark brown spiked cut and ch0colate-coloured eyes. Her frame was nowhere near as curved, and she was at least six inches shorter. For a moment, her stance sagged, and then she straightened.
” What the hell is going on here?! Chris! What do you think you’re doing?!” The strongly built man, his dark blonde hair damp with sweat, looked up in shock.
” Marion! I…uh…I didn’t think you were going to be here today!” Her expression was livid as she strode forward, her hands clenched into fists.
” Obviously! Who is this tramp?” Chris’s face didn’t change as he looked from the woman staring at him to the woman who was still astride him. The woman smiled at Marion, making the smaller woman shiver with something very akin to fear.

” Don’t be angry Marion.” The woman’s voice was an absolute purr, but it made Marion wince. ” I asked Chris if he would like some company. He couldn’t resist….” Her smile was still the same, but a hint of icy satisfaction glinted in her lovely blue eyes. Marion nearly relented, but straightened in anger.
” You, you tramp, get off of him right now! And as for you Christopher! You’re FIRED.” The last word was said with great vehemence as she stepped back from the bed, allowing the redhead to slide off of Chris and stand on the floor. Her smile hadn’t changed, and it made Marion angry. ” What are you smiling about?” The woman continued to smile, and stepped forward to offer her delicate hand.
” Perhaps introductions would cut the tension a bit. My name is Lucinda, Marion.” Marion had to pause for a moment, and keep herself together. The woman’s charm was disarming, and made her heart beat faster. She frowned, and turned to Chris.
” What were you thinking, bringing her here?” Chris gave Marion a rather wan smile and tried to stand up.
” I..I don’t know. It was convienient.” Marion’s eyes flashed, and she stepped forward in anger.
” You cheating bastard!” Her hand was upraised to strike him, but Lucinda’s voice stopped her dead.
” Hold.” Her voice was like an Arctic wind, cutting brutally to the bone. Marion’s eyes were glinting when she turned to the beautiful woman, but her eyes faded in comparison to the glittering peacock blue of Lucinda’s eyes. ” You dare strike one that I have chosen?” Her smile revealed fangs that looked to be razor sharp. She glided forward as gracefully as if her hips were ball bearings. Her smile was frighteningly intense, and very chilling. With a sharp movement, she caught Marion by her slender throat and pinned the smaller woman to the wall, her feet dangling over two feet off the floor. ” You trifle with things you do not understand.” Lucinda’s eyes glowed a piercing blue, and Marion attempted to scream. The sharp sound was cut off by Lucinda’s lips pressed firmly to hers, keeping her silent. Before Chris’s eyes, the color left Marion’s face and her body became limp, dangling from Lucinda’s hand. The kiss ended, and Lucinda let Marion’s body fall to the floor. The thud didn’t bring Chris back to his senses, for he had long since fainted.

Hours later, Lucinda straightened her hair, and quickly rifled through Marion’s purse, reading the address on the driver’s license with a smile.
” Really? Well, the poor man can’t come home to an empty house.” Rising, she slipped into her clothing, and donned Marion’s fur coat, stepping quietly from the apartment and locking the door behind her. Humming softly, she tapped down the hall, the elevator doors closing quietly behind her.

Winter Daemons

 

Written by RipperAngel

It wasn’t very cold, but Shawn couldn’t help holding Lise closer, smiling down into her honey-blonde hair.
” You cold baby?” She smiled up at him and giggled.
” No, but you must be.” They both looked down to where his hands were tightly wrapped around her waist under her coat. Smiling still, she snuggled closer into his arms, as they watched the skaters glide around the rink. Shawn watched one woman with particular interest. She was slender, and curvaceous, gliding gracefully around the ice, her dark rose-red hair flying around her form in heavy, loose curls. When she slid to a stop across from him, and their eyes met, he had to repress a shudder as he saw the way she was looking at Lise. The frail-looking girl in his arms glanced up at him when his arms tightened around her.
” Shawn? You okay?” He nodded absently, his gaze still held by the sapphire-blue eyes watching him and his fiancee. Another nervous shudder went through him as the woman began skating again, her tiny feet weaving a figure eight pattern on the ice. Her hair stood out on her white sweater, and the black leggings drew the eyes over the woman’s body. Anxiously, he pulled Lise away from the edge of the rink.
” Let’s go home, okay baby? I’m getting cold.” Lise, confused, nodded and led the way towards the sidewalk. Shawn glanced over his shoulder again at the woman, who now seemed oblivious to the world, and huddled into his coat, following his sweetheart away from the rink.

Lucinda smiled to herself as she glided around the ice. She loved winter, especially for its icy winds and Gothic appeal. Skidding sharply to a stop, she watched the lovebirds retreat from the rink, the man hurriedly nudging his sweetheart away. For a moment, she considered, and his backward glance decided her. She hadn’t really been interested in them until he became suspicious. Now however, they were hers for the taking. Quickly, she skated to the bench where her bag awaited. Unlacing the skates with nimble fingers, she glided into the dressing rooms, emerging moments later in jeans and high-heeled boots. Shaking her heavy curls into place, she sniffed delicately at the air and smiled in satisfaction, walking calmly in the direction the lovers had gone.

Shawn smiled at Lise, and fumbled with his keyring, his fingers clumsy in the cold air. She smiled back distantly, and gazed at her surroundings, her eyes alighting on a slender woman fighting against the wind and the icy sidewalk. The woman’s dark red hair was lashed about by the icy winds, and she cried out in pain as she slipped and fell. Shawn dropped the keys, startled, as Lise darted nimbly down the icy stairs and over the sidewalk to the woman’s side. He followed, his hair nearly standing on end as he recognized the woman from the ice rink. Lise saw no such thing, only the gratitude in the woman’s startlingly blue eyes as Shawn helped her to her feet. When he began to lead the woman to an ice-coated bench, Lise raised a protest.
” Shawn! She can’t sit there, she’ll freeze! Would you like to come up to our apartment and call someone to pick you up?” Lise’s question was polite and welcoming, and Shawn bit his lip to remain quiet. The woman’s face melted into sincere thankfulness.
” Oh you’re too kind. I don’t want to be a burden…”
” Nonsense. You couldn’t be a burden. Here, Shawn lend her your arm. I think she twisted an ankle when she fell.” Lise’s words proved true when the woman attempted to take a step and nearly fell again. Biting her full lower lip to keep from whimpering, the woman gave Shawn a melting look as he bent and lifted her light frame into his arms. Lise led the way up the slick stairs, retrieved the keys that Shawn had dropped, and then into the building. The woman was perfectly composed, and didn’t even give Shawn the melting look that Lise had seen so many other women give him. Part of her was very grateful for it, because she wasn’t very secure, and she knew the woman surpassed her in looks in ways Lise could never hope to achieve. Shawn didn’t even glance at the woman in his arms, but stood through the elevator ride, and then carried her down the hall with marked indifference.

Once inside the apartment, Shawn set the woman down on the couch carefully, and turned to Lise.
” I’ll get the phone for her. Why don’t you get her something warm to drink? And yourself as well.” He gave Lise a melting smile and left the room quietly. Lise sighed for a moment, and slipped off her coat, before going into the kitchen to search for the tea she had bought earlier.

Lucinda smiled triumphantly to herself, and concentrated on Lise. Sliding coolly into the girl’s mind, she searched around and found a weakness to exploit. Grinning mentally, she arranged her face into lines of repressed pain and gratitude. When Lise reentered the room, a steaming mug in her hand, Lucinda’s eyes were closed, and she was biting her full lower lip. Tiptoeing quietly, Lise approached the woman.
” Miss? Are you okay? Sorry to wake you.” Lucinda smiled softly as she opened her eyes.
” Oh, you didn’t wake me. I can’t thank you enough for your help. I wasn’t expecting the ice to be that bad.” Lise sat down and handed Lucinda a cup of hot tea. Lucinda sipped at the liquid, her eyes watching Lise covertly, half-closed in an affected langor. Lise sipped at her tea with a half-smile, listening to Shawn stumble around their bedroom. ” Is he your husband?” Lise looked a bit startled, brought out of her reverie, but gave Lucinda a shy smile.
” Not yet. We’re hoping to get married in March.” Lucinda smiled at the girl, and patted her hand soothingly.
” That’s lovely. It’s always good to see two young people so in love. He watches you with stars in his eyes you know.” Lise blushed a bit and nodded, looking down at her cup. Lucinda watched the girl and then leaned back against the chair, considering her options. She slowly set her cup down, and then exerted her will over the girl’s mind, causing Lise to set her cup down and turn to Lucinda with a blank look. Smiling, Lucinda counted seconds, and when she heard Shawn’s footsteps returning to the room, she pulled Lise into her arms, kissing the smaller woman soundly. Lise, for her part, twined her arms around Lucinda’s neck and leaned into the kiss.

Shawn, idly flipping through a phone book, looked up when he entered the living room, and felt his world fall out from under his feet. The phone book crashed to the floor, unnoticed, as he stared in shock. His sweet Lise, his beloved fiancee was entwined in the arms of that…that…harlot that they had so kindly helped.
” Lise!” His cry was met with the redhead pulling away from Lise, who lay limply in her arms, and looking at him with smoky blue eyes.
” She can’t hear you Shawn.” Slowly, Lucinda let Lise’s limp body fall to the couch, the woman’s breathing so soft it could hardly be discerned. Seductively, Lucinda rose and glided over to where Shawn stood in shock. ” She’s mine now, for as long as I want her. And you are going to watch.” With surprising strength, Lucinda shoved Shawn into a chair, and her eyes left no room for refusal. In half horror and half fascination, Shawn watched as Lucinda stripped her clothing off slowly, revealing a body beyond perfection. She gave him a knowing smile, and then looked to Lise.
” Stand up Lise.” The slender blonde rose and glided towards Lucinda, her eyes blank. Lucinda stood, proudly nude, and beckoned to Lise, drawing the fragile woman close for a lingering kiss. Her smoky sapphire eyes darted to Shawn to gauge his reaction before pulling away from Lise. ” Now undress yourself dearheart. Let me see what I have to play with.” To Shawn’s astonishment, his innocent Lise began stripping off her clothes, her eyes smoky, but still blank. Once nude, she stood still until Lucinda glided to the table and sat down, her legs spread wide. ” Now come here Lise, and demonstrate to Shawn what you’ve always wanted him to do for you.” Shawn nearly cried when Lise strode slowly over to where Lucinda sat, and knelt. His eyes grew wide with horror as he watched the woman he loved lean forward and begin eating out this…daemon. Tears fell from his eyes, and he tried to turn away, but it was as if an iron hand held his face firmly in place, and would not permit him to close his eyes. Lucinda, her face impassive, did not seem to gain any pleasure from Lise’s touch. When the tears began to fall from Shawn’s eyes, her smile lit up her beautiful face, and her eyes became icy.
” Seen enough?” Shawn nodded hurriedly, and Lucinda grasped Lise by the back of the neck and pulled her away. The fragile woman’s body made a painful-sounding thump as she was tossed carelessly aside. Lucinda rose, licking her lips, and glided to the door, opening it to reveal a man so handsome he seemed unreal. Black hair and eyes, with a dark gold complexion, he smiled down at the redhead, and pulled her roughly into his arms for a violent kiss. Shawn couldn’t tear his eyes away from the couple in the doorway, the way the man’s hands roamed Lucinda’s body as he bent her head back to run his lips over her neck. She laughed throatily and pulled away.
” Oh no you don’t. I’ve saved her for you.” The man looked at her, his black eyes flaring wtih anticipation.
” Oh really? Well, well Lucinda. Being generous now are we?” Lucinda laughed, and danced away from him, gliding over to where Lise lay slumped on the floor. Carelessly, she lifted the frail mortal and tossed her into the man’s arms.
” She’s not my type anyway. Too skinny.” Shawn watched in shock as the man laughed, heedlessly tossing Lise’s limp body into the air and catching it.
” Oh, Lucinda, you’re not up to date with the times. All women are supposed to be sticks.” She smiled at him, and lifted an eyebrow.
” Really Vasek? You seem to enjoy my body well enough.” Vasek’s eyes flashed, and he held Lise up by an arm, extending his other hand to Lucinda. Pulling her close, he ran his hand over her curvaceous form and smiled.
” Indeed I do my dark one. Now tend to yours, and I will tend to mine.” Lucinda shrugged, and strode towards Shawn, her eyes icy again.
” Strip.” Her single word left no room for refusal, and Shawn felt as if he had no control over his body as he rose to his feet, his hands unfastening his jeans. Over Lucinda’s shoulder, he saw Vasek toss his trenchcoat aside, and open his slacks, already erect, and thrust into Lise’s limp body. Tears streaked his face as he saw Lise’s eyes open, and her body arch into the daemon’s touch. Her voice began to cry out in ecstasy as the man moved within her, and Vasek turned his head to grin at Shawn as he thrust into Lise again. More tears fell as Lucinda pushed him back down onto the chair now that he was nude. With a glance downward, she sighed, and ran a finger down his chest. Against his will, Shawn felt himself shudder in pleasure, and felt himself grow hard. Lucinda smiled in satisfaction, and flung a leg over his lap, straddling him. The mortal couldn’t repress a cry as she impaled herself on him, moving on him first slowly, and then with increasing speed. His own cries were matched by Lise’s. The two daemons looked at each other and grinned before locking their victims into a lethal kiss. The room grew icy as the creatures fed, and the mortals screamed in release and pain.

” Tisk, tisk Lucinda. You left them visible.” Vasek looked into the bedroom, watching the succubus arrange the bodies.
” Of course. It’s far more poetic this way.” The incubus grinned as Lucinda draped Shawn’s arms around Lise’s limp corpse. She drew the quilts over the lovers’ bodies and then shrugged into a black leather coat she’d found in their closet. Yawning, she stretched and tapped over to Vasek, who caught her in his arms and twirled her around, smiling at her cries of joy. He paused, and kissed her passionately before scooping her into his arms.
” Shall we go home my little daemon?” She laughed, and kissed him back, her arms gliding around his neck.
” Let’s. I’m rather tired.” Vasek laughed as he carried Lucinda out of the apartment, and away from the two bodies laid in a lover’s embrace.

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