The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... I have to force the words past my throat, afraid of having this woman throw me even more off balance. “I don’t know what my father was. I seem to have the powers of an incubus as well, so maybe that’s what he was. They’re dead now, so I can’t exactly ask him. Everyone calls me a generator, though, so maybe that’s what I am.” I raise my eyes to see how my admission is affecting her, but she still has on her calm exterior, except for her eyes. Those mismatched brown orbs are glowing with an inner light that strikes me as different from Aldol. “You wanted to know what I am? I’m apparently an abomination that shouldn’t exist, but seem to be the only person that can save two worlds.” I meet her slightly mismatched eye, feeling defiant inside, just daring her to look away. Instead, she smiles. “That was a lot easier than usual,” she states evenly. “Normally we have to drag confessions out of you monsters with various torture techniques.” Her voice could be talking about the weather, she’s so calm. “Of course, most of your kind are better at hiding than you seem to be. It’s not very often we get photo evidence of what you are.” “Wait,” I say, shaking my head to clear it, “you believe me?” She deigns to give me a condescending smile before speaking. “The Daughters of Respite have always been vigilant against your ilk.” I don’t like the way she said that. “My . . . ilk?” I stammer. “Look, I think you have the wrong idea about me. I’m not a monster! I’m trying to save lives!” “Like ...

... those twelve that died in your apartment fire?” she asks, raising one thick eyebrow. “Or what about all the property damage you caused at that grocery store?” She pushes the picture of me holding Angela in my arms forward, before stabbing her finger down at the comatose succubus. “She doesn’t exactly look too alive right there.” Anger seeps into her voice, and it’s all the worse for following after the calm. “The fire wasn’t my fault,” I exclaim defensively, “and Angela is still alive. I had to get her to my car to save her life!” That eyebrow rises again before she responds, her voice even once more. “How many women have you seduced with that line? It is your fault, Mr. Snow. If you hadn’t been in our world, then that fire never would have happened. That poor woman never would have needed your help. We rested this world away from you and your kind. You can be damned certain we’re not going to give it up now.” This woman seems to be very knowledgeable about the past. Who is she? She’d called herself a member of the Daughters of Respite, whoever they are. This is definitely the last thing I expected when the police had brought me in here. “I don’t know what you think you know,” I say hesitantly, “but I was born here on Earth. I’m not a monster feeding on hapless prey. Earth and the Shadow World are both in danger, and I may be the only one that can save either one.” She gives a bark of laughter that’s nearly as startling as her anger had been a minute ago. “Many of the things ...