The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 7

An old frienemy appears, and Shlee gets the scoop of a lifetime. Too bad someone is still hell-bent on killing the President. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 07 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Presidential Treatment Eldon stepped out of the Orange Bubble and looked around. “Where are we?” he asked Shlee as she stepped out after Gloria, but before the President. They stood next to what appeared to be an abandoned factory in an abandoned part of some business district. Not exactly the type of place Eldon would have picked for a Presidential Conference. “This is a place known only to a few,” Shlee responded, not answering his question. “Hopefully my aunt will be here already, setting up. Frank will be a few more minutes before he can catch up to that amazing car.” That amazing car sped away to drop off its other passengers. Eldon panicked for the slightest moment, feeling alone despite the three women with him. It was rare when the twins were separated for any length of time. He relaxed a second later. She would be safe, and how much safer could he be with an ancient goddess and a werewolf at his side? “Your aunt?” Gloria asked with a look of concern. Eldon didn’t understand why the succubus was concerned, unless she’d read something from someone else’s mind. “Aunt Miranda,” Shlee replied. Eldon remembered hearing something about a werewolf named Miranda once. Something his father told him during one of his stories. As a kid, Eldon loved hearing ...

... about his father’s adventures. As an adult—and hearing them for the hundredth time—they grew stale. What was it about that name? Miranda wasn’t the most common name around. Shlee Olsen… Eldon felt the blood drain from his face as he finally recalled where he knew that name. “Miranda Olsen?” he demanded. He grabbed Shlee’s shoulder and spun her around to face him. “ Agent Miranda Olsen?” His voice rose as he spoke, fear and anger mixing in equal amounts. “As in the woman that repeatedly tried to kill my dad? The woman that belongs to the Daughters of Respite and wants to kill every living thing from the Shadow World?” “ Belonged to the Daughters of Respite,” a strong female voice called from the building. “I haven’t worked for them in decades.” The woman that exited the factory was tall and broad shouldered. She had thick hair that looked black except where the sun reflected brown highlights. She had a small nose and a slightly pointed chin with a few freckles on her cheeks. Dad had always described her as the plainest looking woman he’d ever known, though she looked more handsome than anything else. “Thank you for letting us use your place, Aunt Miranda,” Shlee said as she hugged the older woman. Eldon couldn’t put an age to Miranda’s face, though he knew she had to be in her forties or fifties based on what he knew of her. Eldon wished he had a weapon on him right then. Despite her words, he didn’t trust her. “It’s not every day I get the President of the United States come to ...