🖤😈THE
SUCCUBUS😈🖤
( Demons Amongst Humans )
THEME: Beautiful Nightmare 🔞
By, Precious Pinky
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CHAPTER 27❣28
(HENCEFORTH, IN EVERY CHAPTER, I WILL WRITE DOWN ONE FACT ABOUT A SUCCUBUS SINCE IT IS NOT EVERYONE THAT HAS HEARD ABOUT THE DEMON)
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{ ROGUE VAMPIRE }
FACT: SUCCUBUS CAN NOT BE EASILY DETECTED BY OTHER CREATURE. THEY LOOK VERY HUMAN WHEN NOT IN THEIR DEMON FORM
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“It is time to feed,” She smirked, her eyes switching from Hazel to bright red.
She was weak and needed energy urgently. Luckily for her, a strong and substantial energy has presented itself before her. Who was she to say no to this kind gesture of the heavens?
Lilith exhaled deeply, taking slow and steady steps toward her prey like a predator.
There was no need for her to rush his death and steal his energy. Time was on hold for her and the world has been sent to a trance. The trance that she has created.
Everything would go according to plan and nothing would stop her from feasting on this human boy that has such powerful energy radiating through him.
Although, she intends to give him one last time of blissful s*x before ending his life here in the human world.
He should be grateful to wh@tëver deity he believes in that he would have his last s*x on earth with a succubus. A demon that will make his s*x dream become a reality.
Lilith eventually reached her prey and a small smile appeared on her face when she took sight of his face.
Is it okay for a boy to be described as being beautiful? If not, then she will have to break that rule because this Greek god standing in front of her is beautiful.
Why hasn’t she met such a guy before in her 100 years of existence? Where has such a beauty been hiding?
She eyed him closely, licking her lips, seductively and running her fingertips over his broad-clothed arms.
She is most definitely going to Füçk this dude. She doesn’t care how long the world is going to be in the trance. But one thing is certain, she won’t steal his energy and soul without having a taste of him.
Does he love slow s*x or rough ones? She was curious about his s*x preference.
However, his appearance drips confidence and strength. And he looks like a bad boy who will have every human girl tripping over him.
She was no human but here she is, drooling over him like a complete idiot.
Lilith’s red eyes changed into electric blue and she leaned close to him, inhaling his sunflower scent. She h@tës flowers but she is ready to love them for the sake of this human boy. Does she sound strange? Perhaps, not having s*x for too long is affecting her sense of reasoning.
She was so lost in thought of this guy that she didn’t realize that he was staring at her now.
“You are standing too close,” He let out.
Lilith gasped in surprise, jumping back from him. Has the trance she had put the world into been broken? She pondered, examining the street but funny enough, the world was still as she left it.
She moved her gaze back to the boy, perplexed.
“How… How are you… What did you do? I haven’t taken you out of the trance yet. How are you moving and not still?” She asked, watching him closely.
He stretched his muscles, pulled off the undetectable hoodie worn over his head, and stuffed his hands into his pants pocket.
“Trance…” He repeated, surveying his environment. “What are you? A witch?”
“I should be asking you the question. What are you? How did you free yourself from my captive?” She questioned.
He took a single step toward her and smirked. “You must think that you had me trapped in your…trance. Isn’t that what you called it?”
She frowned. “What do you mean?”
“You aren’t daft, right?” He raised a single brow at her. “I can see that I was your prey but guess what? You made the wrong choice. You could have chosen any other person. Maybe him,” He motioned at a human boy stuck in the position of petting a dog’s head. “Or even her,” He gestured at a girl stuck in the position of stepping out of a nightclub. “Any of these humans would have made the perfect prey for you. But no, you chose me. How foolish!”
Lilith blinked severally in confusion. What does he mean by that? First, he broke away from her trance and now, he is saying all this. Wait, what are the chances of him not being human?
“You are not…human.” She pointed out, staring at him intently. At that moment, she saw his canines elongating and his eyes changing to a darker shade of red. She gasped as it dawned on her. “Vampire. A pure blood.”
“Hmm.” He hummed, closing the distance between them. “That is no knowledge or intelligence. You seem human but you aren’t one. I’m sure of it. However, I can’t pinpoint your true identity. You are certainly not a vampire,” He sniffed her. “you don’t smell like one of us. You are also not a werewolf, mermaid, or even a witch. Which makes me wonder, what are you?”
Lilith ruffled her hair, huffing out a deep breath. “You fooled me into believing that you are human, trapped in my trance. How dare you?! Do you know who I am? Since you are an immortal, you should know. I am Li…” She groaned at the back of her throat, hating the fact that we couldn’t let out her real name. “I am the princess of the underworld. The daughter of the king.”
“I am King by name. Actually, Kingsley but I choose to be called king.” He told her.
Lilith’s face dropped. “Excuse me? I said I am the daughter of_” Her next words were cut off when he gripped her neck, growling menacingly. “Wha…what are you doing?” She asked in a strained voice.
“You are weak. And smell more of a human than an immortal.” He noted. “And mind you, I am not from the underworld or wh@tëver you call it. I am a rogue vampire. Do you know what that means?”
Lilith nodded her head, struggling to pull out of his tight grip but indeed, she was weak and he, on the other hand, was way stronger and mightier than her. He wouldn’t even budge no matter how hard she struggled to release herself from his captive.
His fangs faintly touched her neck and she held her breath, biting her lower lip at the sensation that washed through her.
“I am somewhat attracted to you,” He mumbled against her skin, squeezing her neck harder. “Standing this close to you is messing with my brains. And I think I know why…” He looked into her electric blue eyes. “You are a s*x demon. A succubus.”
‘He is smart,’ She thought to herself, feeling herself losing air. Not every creature can differentiate a succubus from humans when they are not in their demon form. But this stranger was able to.
“The look in your eyes shows that I’m correct.” He smirked, running the tip of his tongue over his pink full lips. “Was my energy your target?”
Lilith remained mute.
“Answer me!” He snapped.
“Ye…yes.” She forced the words out, covering his hand wrapped around her neck with her small palms.
She is gradually losing air out of her lungs. This human body she was occupying is Füçking fragile. Aside from the fact that she is hungry and in need of energy, the body is drained from the short walk she took.
“Too bad, you won’t be getting it.” He turned back to his human form and let go of her. She dropped to the cold ground with a loud thud.
In Lilith’s moment of weakness, she lost her focus and the world got out of its trance.
The humans continued their business as if nothing had happened.
Lilith coughed slightly, grabbing some passersby’s attention.
King stared down at her for a moment and then crouched down to her level, whispering to her ears.
“Listen carefully, you are no match for me.” He hesitated for a while. “I will let you off the hook because I’m in a good mood. But next time you see me… Run as fast as your legs can carry you, angel.” With that said, he stood up and walked away.
“I am a demon, you pr!ck.” She grumbled, tirelessly.
Lilith could feel herself losing consciousness. It was a feeling she wasn’t used to and she Füçking h@tëd feeling this way.
Her eyes became heavy and her breathing picked up to an unusual pace.
“Esmeralda!” That was the last thing she heard before succvmbing to the darkness.
••••••••••••••••••
Graham roughly pulled his d_1ck out of Thea’s honeypot and got out of bed, stark naked.
“She cried… what?” He demanded, not believing his ears. He needed to be sure that he heard her correctly.
Dahlia hesitated before repeating herself in a muffled voice.
“She cried blood and human tears. I don’t understand what is going on, Graham. This has never happened before.”
“Maybe she’s sick or something.” Thea suggested, still lying down majestically on the bed.
“What are you doing there?” Dahlia shot at her, frowning. “Shouldn’t you already be on your way out? Can’t you see the king and I are having a very important conversation?”
“Excuse me?” Thea sat upright. “You met me here, didn’t you? Why should I leave for you now?”
“You are here for s*x and I am here to talk about my daughter. Do you see the difference between you and me now? Or do I need to break it down for you?”
Thea was going to continue with the argument but Graham cut her off.
“Leave my chamber at once. I have other things to be concerned about other than s*x.”
“But my king_” She was interrupted by him.
“No buts. Just leave. I shouldn’t repeat myself, woman. Or else you are going to regret it.”
Thea shot a glare at Dahlia, coming to her feet. She grabbed her dress from the floor and dashed out of the chamber, not bothering to put on her clothes before stepping out.
As soon as they were left alone, Dahlia faced her husband, enraged.
“I can’t believe you, Graham. You are here Füçking your second wife when my daughter was in a serious condition. Really?”
“Man have needs, don’t they?”
“They do. But I think it is quite reasonable for a man to forget about his own needs and focus on those around him.” She fired.
Graham picked up a robe, hanging on a stool and wore it over his naked body.
“Are we going to argue right now about what I do with my spare time or talk about Lilith’s situation?” He asked.
Dahlia gave him a scornful look and said, “My daughter is more crucial to me. I don’t care about what you do with your spare time, my king. I just want you to have respect and courtesy for me.”
“Courtesy?” Graham scoffed. “We both know that I am far from being polite, my queen. Maybe I shouldn’t have had s*x with Thea when I should have been worried about Lilith. However, I don’t regret wh@tëver action I take.”
“You know what? Let’s just drop your s*x life topic and focus on what is most significant. And that is, my daughter.”
“Good. Now let’s talk about Lilith. What’s going on?” He questioned.
“As I’ve said before, she’s acting so strange and different. Aside from crying blood and human tears, she kept saying she was not Lilith and that she wanted to get out of here. It’s confusing and alarming.” She explained.
“What happened decades ago can’t be repeating itself, right?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t tell her the truth. I hid the secret so well and made sure no one spoke to her about it.”
“I didn’t tell her anything either.” Graham said.
Dahlia bites her lower lip, thinking about something when a notion suddenly hits her.
She stared at her husband with wide eyes, breathing heavily at the possibilities of what she had in mind.
“Speak up, Dahlia.” Graham stated, almost calmly.
“The old witch,” She mused. “What if Lilith had gone to her for answers? The witch’s mouth is too big and I won’t be surprised if she actually spilled the tea.” She cupped her forehead and placed her other hand on her waist. “It could even be Ixora.”
“Ixora?” Graham repeated. “Why do you think Ixora would tell Lilith the truth and endanger everyone?”
“She despises me for what happened to her daughter decades ago, Graham. Ixora or the old witch, one of them knows what is wrong with my daughter.”
Graham was silent for a moment before saying while continually nodding his head.
“I will see to it, my queen. If Ixora is somewhat connected to this… I will make sure she pays for it with her life. And if it is the old witch…”
“Leave the old woman to me, my king.” Dahlia informed, cutting him off mid-sentence.
•••••••••••••••••
“Did you find her?” Carmen asked, rushing to her twin brother.
“No,” He shook his head, releasing a deep breath of frustration. “I’ve looked everywhere for her but I couldn’t find her.”
“Where on earth could she have gone to?” Joan whimpered. “What is wrong with my child? I swear I will make sure I punish Mrs. Chester for this.”
Carmen balled her first at the mention of Mrs. Chester’s name. Her sister is in this condition now because of Beverly and her cohorts. She wishes she could tell her parents everything but just as Camden has said, it is in Esmeralda’s position to tell their parents about the bully.
The door flew open and Mr. Brown walked in alongside the doctor.
“Any news?” Joan anxiously asked.
“No. She was seen in the CCTV footage leaving the hospital.” He let out.
“What?!” Joan exclaimed. “Why did she leave the hospital? Where has she gone to?”
“Maybe she went home?” Carmen suggested.
“Home? I doubt that. Someone who has been claiming not to be Esmeralda. Why then will she go home?” Camden said.
“Camden could be right,” Mr. Brown huffed. “I think I should report this to the cops.”
“Wait a minute,” Joan shot a glare to the doctor. “How was my daughter able to leave the hospital? Where are the security men? Is this how you people behave in this hospital?”
“I’m so sorry, ma’am.” The doctor apologized. “The security who is supposed to be attending to the gate went insane.”
“Huh?” The woman frowned, moving her gaze to her husband. “What is she talking about? How can a man run mad all of a sudden?”
“We don’t know.” The doctor answered. “There is no logical explanation for what happened but he will be attended to by a psychiatrist. I’m sure they will figure out what went wrong.”
“So what about my daughter?” Joan asked again.
“Camden!!” A voice yelled from outside the ward, grabbing their attention.
Camden opened the door and was beyond surprised by what he saw.
Oscar stood there, holding an unconscious Esmeralda in his arms.
“What happened?” He asked in a quiet voice.
“Let the doctor run a check-up on her first, man.” Oscar said, stepping inside the ward.
“Esme!” Joan and Carmen called at the same time, smoothing the bed immediately.
Oscar dropped Esmeralda on the bed and pulled the covers over her body.
“Let’s go outside,” He said to Camden.
“Sure.”
Camden and Oscar left the room afterward.
“Where did you find her?”
“In the street not far from my house. She was already unconscious when I found her. But how did she even get there?”
“It’s a long story, man.” Camden breathed out, rubbing his palms over his face. “I don’t even know what to say or do. I’m stressed and worried about her.”
“Hey, she will be fine, okay?” Oscar encouraged, squeezing his shoulder gently.
“Yeah. Thanks for bringing her here. I so much appreciate it.”
“She is the sister of my best friend, remember? I have to care for her like I will care for you.”
“You are a good friend, trust me.” Camden gave out a small smile. “I promise not to talk about your wet dream again.”
Oscar threw a playful glare at him and they both burst out into fits of laughter.
•••••••••••••••••••
The witch was standing by the window, cuddling her cat when she felt the presence of a demon.
She smiled, knowing who it was without even looking.
“Queen Dahlia, long time no see.”
“Still vigilant, I can see that.” Dahlia sighed. “I’m not here to have a chitchat with you.”
“Obviously.” The witch agreed, still staring out of the window. “Are you here because of the changes in your daughter?”
“So you do know something.” Dahlia snarled, standing beside the old woman. “What did you tell her? Why did you even tell her the truth? You of all people know the_”
“I told her nothing.” The witch cut her off. “Although she came here for answers but I gave her none.”
“If you didn’t tell her anything, how then did you know that something was wrong?”
The witch finally faced her and motioned to the Book of Fates and Future seated at an altar.
“Living dead…” She memorized.
“Living dead?” Dahlia repeated, confused. “What are you talking about?”
“Fate isn’t done with us, Queen Dahlia.” She stroked the head of the cat and it purred. “A bigger tragedy is going to befall us…soon.”
•••••••••••••••••••••
King got home but instead of using the front door, he used the window to get into his bedroom regardless of the height distance.
As soon as he slipped his legs into the room, he heard a hum from the sofa positioned at the corner of his bedroom.
He knew exactly who had entered his room, uninvited.
“I didn’t know you were a thief,” Hannah said from where she remained seated, having her legs crossed.
“You need to stop coming to my room without my consent.” He said through clenched teeth.
“I am your mother and I can choose to go wherever I want to in this house.” She noted.
King stayed mute.
“Anyway, I am here to discuss with_”
“Let’s have the discussion tomorrow.” He cut her off, pulling her up to her feet and dragging her to the door.
“Wait, why not_”
“Tomorrow,” He interrupted once again, opening the door and then shoving her out. “Goodnight.” He slammed the door closed and pressed his back against the hard surface.
He was finally left alone with his thoughts.
King can’t seem to get that strange girl out of his head. He can’t deny the attraction he felt for her.
Füçk. He was intoxicated and enticed by her beauty and charm.
This feeling wasn’t unnatural. It is expected of him to feel this way. After all, she is a succubus, and charming her way into people’s heads and making them think about nothing but her is one of her attributes.
King locked the door and pushed himself off it, running his fingers through his thick hair.
He stared down at the bulge protruding from his trousers and released a sharp breath. Merely thinking about her is making him hard.
How was he able to hold onto his morals and not Füçk her in the middle of the street?
He discarded his clothes and went to the adjoined bathroom.
Honestly, when next he sees that girl, he is going to Füçk her.
••••••••••••••••
Lilith groaned under her breath, peeling her eyes open.
She was stressed out and her body ached so badly.
How remembers everything that happened last night and the thought of meeting King or wh@tëver his name is, scared her.
He was Füçking strong and she was no match for him at all.
Assuming she was in her original body and could transform into her demon form, she would have been able to challenge him. But unfortunately for her, she was trapped in the body of a fragile human.
“Esme, you are awake.” Camden smiled, standing over her.
He was the only one in the ward.
‘I need energy… I feel so vulnerable.’ She said in her head, staring at Camden.
“Do you feel any pain? Should I call in the doc_”
She cut him off, making an unbelievable statement.
“Füçk me,”
TBC…✍
