The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... that there has been a change in my actions. Brooke had pointed out that I have a backbone, and I notice that I do indeed have more confidence than I once had. Fearfully, I realize that that means their lives are my responsibility, as their leader. Glancing at Brooke’s maimed right hand, I promise myself to do the best I can. “What now?” Lisa asks, looking around at everyone. “Do we just wait for the fairy to return, before deciding anything else?” “I, for one, want to get some more sleep. As long as we can all agree that Becky is innocent, then I suggest we get what rest we can.” I remember my voicemails, and that the police wanted to talk to me. “I’d probably better go see the police in the morning, and do what I can to clear my name.” “Good idea,” Becky pipes up, speaking for the first time since she’s been exonerated. “I’ll go with you.” “No,” I state quickly, and then smile at her to lessen the sting of pain the word caused her. She must think I don’t trust her, despite what I said before. “I’m going alone.” I can see everyone about to argue, but I continue on, bowling over their protestations. “Becky and Lisa, you were with me when I broke the Orange Bubble out of the impound lot, and I don’t want to put you into any more trouble right now. Ondine, you technically don’t exist in this world yet, at least as far as having an ID and such, and Brooke. . . . Well, I don’t know if they want to talk to you in connection with the fire that burned our apartment yet. Better safe ...

... than sorry.” “That means I get to go with you,” Angela pipes up, smiling smugly. “No,” I try to tell her calmly. “I don’t want anyone with me. Worst case scenario, I would rather you all free.” They try to argue with me further, but I ignore them until they finally relent. After that, there’s a bit of a confrontation about whom I’m going to lie down with, but I settle it quickly by stating that I’ll be staying on the couch. “You’ll be more comfortable in your car,” Angela tries to convince me. “I’ll take the couch.” I know exactly what’ll happen as soon as I do, though. Someone, most likely her, will come join me. At least on the couch, I know no one will be able to get away with disturbing my sleep. I’m wrong. It feels like I just barely close my eyes, when I find myself back in the shared mind-space. “Angela,” I sigh, “I’m tired and need to get some real rest.” “Please don’t be mad with her,” a voice that’s definitely not Angela’s asks me softly. Spinning around, I see Brooke standing there, clad in her blue scaly armor, wavy sword on her left hip. “I asked her to bring me here. I know you want your sleep, but I wanted to be with you as well. At least cuddle with me here?” Despite myself, I chuckle a little. “Won’t be very comfortable with you in that armor,” I state, waving my hand at her attire. The beautiful redhead gasps as she looks down, and I watch as her face goes just as red as her hair. Her tough yet supple blue armor turns to a slender sleeping gown, flaring near ...