Page 58 of SIN Bone Deep

“The light in the office is better,” Eric suggested quietly. “Would you like to…?”

“Would we like to?” Mal asked me. This had been his plan all along, I realized. Apparently, he was only possessive when it came to Ender. I wondered if he had known that Eric was in the jewellery store, or whether it hadn’t mattered who the jeweller was that I seduced.

“I have champagne in the fridge,” Eric added, his fantasy expanding into licking champagne from my skin. I could almost feel the cool drops of liquid, the froth of the bubbles, and the lap of his tongue.

“Boss,” the doorman was drifting closer, drawn by the magic, the pheromones, the aura that had hollowed my belly out and filled me with need. I wanted to feel the warmth of Eric’s hands on my skin, to take him into me whilst I feasted on his blood.

“Not you,” Eric snapped irritated by the doorman’s interruption. “Return to the door.”

But it had broken the spell my desire had wound around me, and I swallowed thickly. “Mal… We should go.”

“Oh, no,” Eric pleaded. “Come into the office.”

“Are you sure, Nyx?” Mal asked me. “The office does sound very inviting.”

“I’m sure,” I needed to get out of there. My cunt burned with the need to cum, my clit begging to be touched, my breasts to be cupped in a man’s hand and squeezed… But I did not want to let the need, the hunger, lead me to go into the office and there to fuck a man I did not know. That would be wrong.

“I need to go,” I started to turn, forgetting the jewellery that I wore. And then remembered and reached up to remove the earrings.

“My gift,” Eric stopped me. “The earrings are my gift to you. Perhaps you will come back?” The last was almost begging. “Come again.”

“That’s so very kind of you,” Mal produced his card. “If you want to charge me for the necklace and bracelet.” The transaction was processed swiftly, but not swiftly enough to me, for both Eric and the doorman cast me longing glances, and I could see that their trousers tented over hard cocks. I feared that if we did not leave quickly, they would take what I did not want to give, their desire overriding their senses.

Whilst it seemed that I could very easily make people want me with this new power, it was not so easy to make them stop.

I did not breathe easily until we left the shop and were in the car.

“That was… wrong, Mal,” I told him tearfully as he started the engine. “That was very wrong.”

“Oh, settle,” Mal scolded mildly as he pulled out into traffic. “It isn’t a big deal, Nyx. The earrings are nothing compared to the rest of the purchase. Even now, our friend is congratulating himself on an excellent sale.”

“Not just that,” I protested. “But the whole office thing… Would you have…?”

Mal shrugged slightly. “If you had wanted to, it might have been entertaining.”

“Oh god,” I pressed my hand to my mouth feeling sick.

“God has no place here,” Mal replied. “You’re trying to blame me for this, Nyx, and you know why. Because you wanted to go into that office and fuck me and Eric. You wanted to take us both at the same time. It’s a shame really that you didn’t. You would have enjoyed it. Now you’re hungry and horny, so I suppose we should find somewhere so you can ravish me the way you wanted to ravish Eric. Poor sucker, I bet he’s jerking off in his office right now thinking about us.”

“I could… I saw what he wanted,” I realized. “I saw his desires.”

“Of course you did, darling. It’s what succubi do. It’s why it’s such a great pairing to have – a succubi and a demon. You can see the deepest, dirtiest desires of those you feed on, and I can use that information,” his smile was wicked. “To my advantage. Ah, this will do,” he pulled over into the driveway of a hotel and a valet hurried over to open my door.

I saw the man’s eyes brighten and realized my needy hunger lingered.

“Here you go,” Mal interrupted as the man’s hand reached out towards me, and he dropped his keys into the valet’s palm and helped me from the car himself. “Keep it close,” he told the valet. “We won’t be staying the night. Come on my dear, let’s go fill you up.”

TWENTY

When the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two

– The Wiccan Rede

“You should have fucked him,” Mal repeated in the elevator on the way up to the hotel room. The gold-tinted mirrors reflected our images over and over from every angle and I was distracted by studying his perfect profile and the curve of his neck, my mouth watering. For a moment, distracted, I thought that he spoke of the valet, and was about to argue to the contrary. But no, he had returned to the subject of Eric. “You wanted to fuck him. Why didn’t you fuck him?”

“Because it was wrong, Mal,” I said through my teeth. The hunger was making my stomach roll uncomfortably and I pressed my hand to still it. “Will I always feel like this?” I wondered in despair. “Driven insane by my needs?”

“You’re a newborn,” Mal replied as the elevator pinged and the door opened, he reached out to grasp the frame, holding it open for me to proceed him out into the hallway with its tasteful art and dim lighting. “It’s your very first day as a succubus. You’ll learn how to manage your hunger. We’re in room 33. Why would it have been wrong?” He added with genuine curiosity.

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