Page 9 of Tortured Soul
“Why on earth are you talking about—wizards?”
I wish I could see their faces behind their masks. As of right now, they were all looking at me in silence.Awkwardsilence.
“Did I say something?” My head fell to the side in confusion. “Is there going to be a magic hat? Or a cup?”
There was a loud sigh before I was pushed forward, and just like that, we were walking again.
“We’re meeting with Kai. He’ll be the one to find you a free room in a shared house,” the demon who escorted me up the stairs earlier said. “No magic cup or whatever.”
My body tensed as I kept walking.
“Shared house?”
“What did you expect? That we would provide you with a house to yourself when you haven’t even started pulling your weight in here?”
“No, of course not—”Shit. “I have money aside, I can pay for my own stuff or my own place.”
“It’s not up for debate. We don’t have enough houses for now, and they’re reserved for families or binded groups. You’ll share a house with others unbinded.”
I groaned internally. Unbinded Immortals were fine, as long as they were tied. I used to live with other unbinded demons, but we were all tied to our Archdemon, which made things…well, easier. The tie tamed us, making us less inclined to fight or fuck each other. There were always conflicts, but Immortals in the same tie could not harm or kill one another.
Not to forget the tie and the bind served as a suppressant. Highly useful when you were a Succubus releasing tons of pheromones…
Placing a Succubus in a shared house filled with unbinded and untied Immortals? Hell, I was going to have to make sure there were locks on my door. Many locks. Maybe even magical ones.
“What’s got you so quiet all of a sudden?” the demon asked frombehind me.
“I’m just not sure it’s a good idea to put me in a house with unbinded and untied Immortals.”
He snorted. “Get over yourself.”
“I know what I’m talking about. I’m untied. I know what my pheromones can do to—”
“We had a Succubus in my last tied group. It’s always been fine.”
“In a tied group, yes. Did you know that when we’re transferred from one Arch to another, there’s a few weeks where we're locked in a room? Forourown safety? Because people seem to think the magical link that ties us to the new Archdemon and group is immediate, but it’s not.”
“I’m sure you’ll be fine and you’re overreacting.”
I was definitely not. But once again, people weren’t taking me seriously. I guess I was used to it…
I was merely a Succubus. A sex demon, completely useless except when people were looking for a good time. They would not take me seriously if other Immortals tried to force themselves on me—which would happen if I wasn’t careful about my pheromones around unbinded or untied.
After all, could someone really force themself on you if your whole purpose was to bring sexual pleasure? It kept happening. I kept being dismissed.“But did you really say no? Why are you complaining when he actually gave you that energy boost? You’re lucky enough to be able to feed from other Immortals, you should be grateful. You look radiant by the way, he definitely suited you.” I was used to being shamed for what I was. “You have to admit your pheromones were teasing him. If you didn’t want it, you should have been more careful.” Because of course I had complete control over the amount of pheromones my body released.
It was simple, but strangely, other Immortals struggled with the concept. High pheromone levels only meant that I was getting low on energy and that I needed to find someone to sleep with soon. It wasn’t an open invitation. Needing to have sex with someone didn’t mean I had to accept anything or anyone.
So every time my contract was transferred to another Archdemon, I was isolated. Because others couldn’t hold themselves in my unbridled pheromones’ presence,Iwas locked away. It didn’t help that I was the first of my kind, and pheromones got more potent with age.
Which all brought me back to why I really didn’t want to be sharing a house with untied and unbinded Immortals.
“Are you sure I can’t share a house with a binded group? I’ll make myself small, they won’t even notice I’m here.”
Binded Immortals were less receptive to pheromones coming outside of their binded group. I didn’t even mind if they had frenzied group sex all day, I’d hide in my room and put on ear plugs.
“Do you really think a binded group would accept to share their space? With a Succubus?”
“Why not? It’s not because I’m a Succubus that I sleep with everyone,” I grumbled.
