Page 14 of Oh No! There's an Incubus in my Hot Spring
“You’re not powerful enough. We would have to awaken your magical capabilities first, and then grow them significantly.”
“I’m not looking to become magical,” I lie. It would be badass to have magic. I’d always dreamed one day I’d get my Hogwarts letter, but I’m guessing his magic comes with a steep price. Like my soul.
“It’s the only way if you want me free to leave,” he says.
How can I run a business with an incubus infesting my hot spring? It’s a hurdle I don’t know how to overcome. Hire an exorcist? Could I even find a real one nearby? I thought it was all fake up until ten minutes ago anyway.
“Well?” he asks, his nails raking across my stomach. Pulses of toe-curling tingles fire through my body at his touch, but I do my best not to show it. I don’t want him knowing he’s affecting me.
I sigh. “Fine. How do I awaken my magic?”
His fingers make figure-eight patterns over my belly button. “I will awaken it by giving you some of my magic. The more you feed me, the more magic I can give you, and we’ll grow your own capacity over time.
“There will be some activity that feeds your magic most of all, and we’ll need to discover what that is. In time, you won’t need my magic anymore, and you’ll be able to perform the ritual that will release me from this place.”
“Okay, so give me some of your magic.”
His stiffening cock flexes against my backside. “You will bond with me, then?”
“What? No, you said you’d give me you magic.”
“To do that, we must be bonded.”
I scowl at him. “You tried to trick me.”
He shrugs. “Only a little.”
I grit my teeth and steel myself for getting my guts ripped out. “It’s not happening. Now, let me go.”
Slowly, his hands slide off my body. I rush to the edge and whirl back to look at him. He’s already fading, his body growing transparent.
“You’d let a dying man starve?” he asks, his face pained and earnest.
“You’re not a man,” I say, covering my chest. “You’re a demon.”
“And yet I didn’t hurt you, or take from you,” he says.
I bite my tongue, watching as he dematerializes into the mist.
“I’ll be watching you,” he whispers as his body fades into the black of night.
Would I prefer to see the pleasure-seeking demon, or not see him? If he’s truly stuck here, I think I’d want to know where he is at all times.
“Fine! Stop going all incorporeal. I’ll…feed you.”
He rematerializes directly in front of me, and I gasp.
“You’ll bond with me?”
“No, but I’ll give you what you need, only because I want to be able to see you. No creeping around.”
“You don’t want to free me, then? You want me to stay?” he asks, tucking a wet strand of hair behind my ear with his talon.
I shy away from the motion. “No, but I’m not going to bond with you. I’ll figure something else out. An exorcist, or whatever.”
He laughs. “If you say so, witch. Now…” His eyes sparkle like living gems and he captures me in his stare. “What would you like me to do for you?”
Oh, gods, this is so wrong.
