The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... rising in anger, “like the Daughters of Respite that want nothing more than to kill me, Brooke, Ondine, Arethusa, and Angela, simply because we’re not pure human. How do I know he isn’t in league with them?” I regret my anger and words as soon as they leave my mouth, especially when I see the pain they cause the women in front of me, but it’s already too late to take them back. “I assure you,” Chilton’s deep voice breaks in firmly, “that I am not a part of their group. For one, I am a male, and they only accept women into their order.” I turn to yell at him, but I’m not sure what to say and finally have to close my open mouth. “You know of them, then?” I ask lamely after a second. “You could say we’ve crossed paths,” he says with an enigmatic smile. “They tend to have a skewed view of things.” His eyes are still darting around, but I can’t figure out what he’s looking for. “As dangerous as they are, the ones you really need to look out for are the Paladonic Knights. They’re truly dangerous, and very organized.” If he’d grown a third eye, I don’t think I would have been more surprised. How much does this religious man know about the supernatural world? “Please, sit down,” he waves graciously to an empty chair as if this were his home. I find myself obeying before I even realize I’m moving. “Now then, I’ve been told that you are a generator, and that there is a prophecy spoken about you. Is this right?” Something about the way he says that makes me think he already knows the ...

... answer. I nod that is it, and he spouts the prophecy flawlessly: “When the air calms down, And rain slows on Water’s door. Comes the time for all to wail. A deadly new enemy to abhor. A generator comes forth, To save all or completely fail. A foe that’s timeless, Even on our life's long scale. Colors swirl to hide our nemesis, Our destruction, he strives to make. Only the blind can resist his will, Unless his choice is a mistake. A blade to kill, and a blade to save, A talisman to forge the path between. To kill and save, or save and kill, One path to both, yet choices lean. Our hero’s life shall meet its end, Unless he strikes the deadly beast. His friends shall fall or rise, Until all his efforts have ceased.” I shiver as the words pour forth from him in his baritone voice, somehow sounding direr. “How did you know that?” Becky asks, and I realize that the women hadn’t told it to him. “I’ve known that prophecy for a long time. I never thought I’d see it come to pass though.” His eyes scan the room before coming back to rest on me. “I’ve long known about what you call the Shadow World, and its denizens.” “And what side do you stand on?” I ask, trying to regain some control over the situation. “I share in some of the understandings of both the Daughters and the Knights, but don’t believe in their philosophy or execution,” he answers after a moment’s thought. I realize that that was no real answer, but before I can ask for more clarification, he asks, “You mentioned some other ...