The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 4

... Gloria deserved the rude remark. Thus far, Gloria had been the perfect companion, helping where needed and hardly complaining. The last couldn’t be said about Jessica. To avoid saying anything in response, Shelly stepped up and knocked on the door. They waited, but nothing happened. Shelly knocked again, harder this time and the door creaked open. “Hello?” Shelly called, sticking her head into the room. Her heart thumped in her chest and her hands grew slick with sweat. She didn’t see anyone. “Mr. Marchosias, sir? We need your help.” Silence was her only answer. Where was he? Her dad had acted as though the demon always knew what happened in his area. He should know that they were coming for his aid, so where was he? She took a cautious step inside, followed by her companions. The room was stuffy and crowded, despite its large size. “Creepy,” Jessica muttered, looking around. Shelly felt the woman’s hand slip into hers. She didn’t want to admit to herself how thankful she was the feel Jessica’s firm grip, or the sweat in her hand also. She wasn’t the only nervous person here. “Ooh, pretty!” Areth cooed, zipping past Shelly. “Areth! No!” she shouted, but it was too late. One of the glowing trap balls sat on a table in the middle of the room. Areth shot straight for it before anyone could stop her. As soon as the golden fairy’s hands came into contact with the light, it flared to a brilliant, blinding white. Shelly had to cover her eyes, or risk being blinded. After a couple ...

... seconds, the light dimmed and Shelly dropped her hands to look around. Where the light had been, now stood a tall, powerfully built man. His strong jaw and sharp eyes fit within a face that was nothing short of perfection. If his body had been carved from marble, it wouldn’t look more chiseled. Where some men could be called handsome, or rugged, this man was gorgeous. The only flaw was Areth’s hands stuck to his cheeks. Marchosias puffed, blowing out the side of his mouth and the fairy tumbled through the air, righting herself before striking the wall. “You never learn, Arethusa,” Marchosias laughed. Even his laughter sounded perfect, resonating from deep within his chest. He turned to look at all of them, and a small frown marred his otherwise perfect features. Shelly got the distinct impression that if she ever had cause to see him angry, it would mean her death. “Forgive me for not being there in person, but your father and I have never been on the best of terms. While I have no fear of you, I don’t care to anger your father by destroying you.” His eyes glanced around the room, taking them all in, until they land on Gloria. “Lilly! Long time no see. I believe it was during the American Civil War. You were playing the part of a southern belle, and I was a Northern Yankee.” “It has been a while, Mark,” Gloria smiled, “but I go by Gloria now.” “Right,” Marchosias nodded, “I might have heard something about that. Well, it’s still good to see you. There aren’t many out there that ...