The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... each other. Haggling begins, and in the end, we come away with two horses, and a saddlebag full of food. The acquired crossbow had been thrown into the mix, and I now have a nice water pouch hanging on my right hip. Anny had tried to extol to us the virtues of living a clean life, but even Deb had grown tired of her preaching by the time we parted ways. “I’m telling you,” Ondy states from her perch in Thomas’s lap, “You paid three times what these horses are worth.” “It doesn’t matter,” the farmer grouses. “We got something that wasn’t for sale, with coins that weren’t really ours. Now are we still on the right track to find my daughter?” Ondy grumbles under her breath, but examines the road in front of us. “See the chip missing from that horseshoe imprint, or how that one is entirely missing its horseshoe? They were outside town back there, and I’m certain they have your daughter.” Thomas grunts and heels their horse to a trot. I wonder if the old man will ever realize that the young woman is smitten with him? We still haven’t caught up with this kidnapping lord by midday, but someone catches up with us. “Are you the one claiming to be Lyden Snow?” A woman yells, approaching us on horseback. Her dark brown, nearly black hair is tied back in a ponytail, and her brown eyes are piercing as she glares at me. Other than her sharp eyes, she is the plainest looking woman I’ve ever seen. “Dammit,” I hear Thomas curse, but I just turn the horse around and look at the woman. “I ...

... might be. Why?” I ask, trying to keep my voice level. “I’m Randa, and I’m sworn to kill you before you destroy our world!” Her horse charges for me, as she pulls her sword, ready to lop off my head. Pulling my sword up, sheath and all, I deflect her blow just in time. “Why are you trying to kill me?” I demand of the woman. “What’d I ever do to you?” “You are what you are!” she screams as she brings her horse back around, charging at me again. “Lyden Snow is prophesied to destroy this world, and my sisters and I have sworn to kill you before that happens.” That’s not right, I think. Something’s wrong with that. Before I can think more on it, however, she’s next to me, swinging her blade with deadly intent. Free me! Let me taste her blood! Look at her; she wants to feel my caress against her neck and thighs. Free me, so that I may feed! Despite Muramasa’s urging, I keep him in his sheath. Suddenly the violent woman stiffens and tips out of her saddle, a dagger in her back. “Nice throw,” Thomas tells her. “Tell me, how did you get the aim just right?” I blink at the two, trying to understand what’d just happened. Ondy had just killed a woman, and now both of them were acting as if it’s no big deal. “It’s just a skill I have, when I’m behind someone the blade always sinks in,” the younger woman states. Hopping down off my horse, I turn the woman who tried to kill me onto her back, and jump when she gasps for air. “Brother. . . . I’m coming.” Her eyes close, and for just a moment I ...