The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14

... on purpose! I’m about to have a few choice words with her, but Lisa pipes up from the back seat, and I forget all about the succubus’s trick. “What’s that haze ahead of us?” the martial artist asks, and I have to force myself to look into the water flowing past the submerged Orange Bubble. Headlights shine on two ancient columns, standing upright, though covered in barnacles and other sea life. Between them is a shimmering that reminds me of the portal in TanaVesta’s lair. “We are deep under the Bermuda Triangle. That’s the path into Varun’s demesne,” Angela says, and even I can’t miss the note of fear in her soft voice. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 12 Marchosias. We sit motionless near the dim ocean floor, the recently recovered Orange Bubble’s headlights shining on two ornately carved columns. Fish swim around both my car and the columns, but not between the barnacle-encrusted edifices. Shimmering between the two pillars is the portal back to the Shadow World and Varun’s demesne. None of us speak as we contemplate what lies ahead of us. Varun, the Pillar of Water, is holding my childhood friend, the assassin mermaid Brooke, captive. Despite her role in freeing him from the Pillar of Fire, he has imprisoned her for failing a past mission, which I know has to deal with my own past. I don’t want to dwell too much on that. I’m afraid of what I might learn or realize. “Is the plan to stare at that portal?” AnnaBelle asks, and I give a guilty start at her ...

... voice. The longer we wait, the longer Brooke suffers. “Can my car go through that?” I ask, unsure now that I’m faced with going through with this. I’m not questioning the fact that we need to go save her, but whether we can pull this off. A succubus tied to the fire element, an Aikido instructor, a woman with more religious faith than I feel is emotionally healthy, and me; a generator with unknown skills and abilities. Oh, and the Orange Bubble, a magical Volkswagen Beetle. “How do you think I got it back from the Cyclopes after getting it fixed up?” Angela gives a nervous laugh. It’s only then that I remember that Cyclopes are supposedly the offspring of Poseidon. I desperately hope we don’t run into Him ! It’s taking all my effort not to freak out about being surrounded by so much water as it is, and the thought of facing a water god is daunting enough. Knowing that Varun is even more powerful than Poseidon doesn’t encourage me. “Cyclopes?” I hear one of the women in the back seat murmur, but I ignore the question. The water seems to press in all around me, and I have the strong desire to turn and go home, but my friend needs me. She’s saved my life more than once, and I can’t turn my back on her. Willing my car forward, I steer it between the two columns. The car jounces as it lands hard on wet sand. Rain pours down from a dark sky above, but it’s still brighter than the bottom of the ocean had been. I can’t help but wonder where the light comes from in this world. It takes ...