The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 30-34 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 30-34

... to and from there, as long as we promise no violence.” “I don’t like it,” Brooke says worriedly. “She can’t be trusted, and why these conditions?” “It’s obvious, isn’t it?” Becky asks, stepping forward. When we all look at her blankly, she starts to look embarrassed. “Well, I mean, if she used to be the goddess of vengeance, who among us are most strongly driven in that direction?” I see her point now, but I wonder how Eris could possibly know that much about us. Could it be something with her being the Pillar of Darkness’s confidant? Emmett, despite his recent change in attitude, was still a Paladonic Knight; the epitome of racial haters. Alloria is the last of her kind and very much a hater of humans. Even Brooke has a lot in her past. After over 140 years, I’m sure she wants vengeance somewhere. “When do we leave?” I ask, deciding quickly. It needs to be done, and if I second-guess everything, then I’ll never get the tokens of power I’ll need to take out Aldol. “Lyden, are you sure?” Brooke asks me, fear evident in her eyes. “I am,” I lie. A sudden whinny from the balcony makes us all turn in that direction. Despite her bulk, Blue moves into the main room, barely avoiding squashing some of my friends. “Oh, look!” Areth squeals like a teenage girl. “Horsies!” The tiny golden woman flits over to where four dark black equines stand waiting. As she gets close, though, one of them snaps at her, and she flies to my chest, gripping my shirt. “Mean horsy!” “Nightmares,” Alloria ...

... says unhappily. “Our rides have arrived.” “Don’t go with the mean things,” Areth orders me, but I carefully hand her off to Sheila. There is uncertainty in my slave’s eyes, and I try to nod reassuringly to her. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” I tell everyone as I walk to one of the midnight stallions. “I was hoping for a bit more action on this trip,” Jennifer complains loudly. “Just don’t fuck this goddess too hard!” Jennifer’s vulgarity breaks the tension, and everyone but Richard and Emmet laughs lightly. The police captain just looks stern. “I didn’t come on this trip to be constantly left behind,” the hook-nosed man states. “I’d take you with me if I could,” I tell him. “Rest while you can, though. I have a feeling things will get a lot more exciting for you after we get back.” I don’t wait for a response before leaping to the back of the horse. Before Marchosias’s fantasy world, I’d never been near a horse, but now I seem to know just what to do with the equine. I had been half-afraid the thing would nip at me, but it just turns and launches us off the balcony. I have only half a second to hang on and feel my stomach in my throat, before I hear the nightmare’s hooves clatter on the open air. “Wait for us!” Brooke shouts behind me, but I’m not in control of this flight. We fly west and a little north, over open plains filled with various creatures, most of them unrecognizable. All too soon I see a shadowed area. There is light all around us, except for a spike of dimness ...