Page 8 of All Hallows Mate
“Be patient, Tori the brat,” he laughs.
“Rude,” I say, frowning.
“Do you know what an incubus is?”
“If you say demon one more goddamn time, I am going to bounce my head off this concrete,” I say softly, closing my eyes so I don’t scream again.
“More specifically,” he laughs.
“I don’t know,” I groan. “Like a sex demon? Because a succubus is a female.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he says. “Now, I do want to be clear. I have told you this already… You were just drunk off your ass.”
“Did you know I was being raped?” I ask.
“Not until tonight, no,” he says. “It’s… complicated. I thought you were getting blackout to prevent sleeping with people.”
“Photos of me are constantly being spread around.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten any, but I think people are scared of me,” he says. “Anyway, no one ever said I was smart, Tori. I absolutely should have looked into it more. You told me all about your trauma from when you were a kid and on up into college. You mentioned a few things that had happened recently, but you never said this stuff was happening while you were drinking. I knew that the trauma made you hypersexual, but I thought you were trying to combat that with drinking. I just chose to be with you as much as I possibly could so you could be safe while you drank like a fish.”
“I’ve never called it rape out loud,” I admit.
“Tori, honey. You never have to say a word for it to be true,” he says. “Look, what I am trying to get at here is you are my mate. It’s an instinctive bond that formed the moment I met you. As an incubus, fucking is how I claim my mate. Once I do, some weird shit will happen, we will almost die, but then we will get to go back and kill those three morons.”
“Are we stuck in the woods because of you?” I ask with a frown.
“No, I would much rather do this on my property, but… I am half human, which means bullets to the face still hurt,” he says. “I’d come back together eventually, but I don’t know if you want to see that process.”
“Let’s start with you proving yourself, then, demon boy,” I say.
“Right,” he says as he steps back a few feet. “Back up into the grass and keep your eyes on mine.”
“Okay,” I say as I lock my gaze with his and step back into the grass.
We stand in silence for a moment, and nothing is happening, but then it builds. There is an ever-so-slight change in the air around me. I flinch when I feel the warmth of a hand on my inner thigh. “Eyes on me, Tori,” Liam says. “I can’t ease you into this if you look away.” His eyes flicker red, and the hand squeezes my thigh in a tight grip.
“Liam!” I gasp as I back up further. I feel a second hand on my other thigh, and they’re pushing my legs apart. I fight against it, but I end up dropping to my knees. The moment my eyes are off his, I fall forward onto my hands and yell out when it feels like a massive cock is forcing its way into my pussy. Liam kneels in front of me, and I move myself down to place my head on his thighs as this invisible force pushes deeply. Liam lays his hands on my upper back, and I whimper as the feeling has me on edge already. When it draws out of my body, I relax but scream when the force starts slamming into my pussy unimaginably fast and hard. I stay perfectly still with Liam’s hands gently lying on my back.
The strokes in and out of my body are uniform and constant. On one of the strokes out, the forces falter for just a moment longer than usual. On the stroke back into my body, it feels like a cock of the same inhuman size slams into my ass, but there isn’t pain associated. It’s a sudden feeling of bliss that sends me into an orgasm so intense that everything goes dark.
A few minutes pass, and I gasp as I thrash in Liam’s arms. “Hey. You’re okay. Relax,” Liam says as he cups my face. When I look into his eyes, I relax instantly. “Believe me now?” he asks with a smile.
“Yes,” I say.
“This next part is… confusing,” he says, sitting me up. I see movement behind me, and I let out a shrill scream as I turn and see a figure behind me. I damn near have a heart attack as I fall back and try to move back away from what I am assuming is abear. I focus enough that I see something else. I flop back on the grass with a sigh. “Jesus Christ, I thought that was a bear.”
“It would be just like you for your mate to be more scared of a bear than a demon,” a man says.
“Wait,” I sit up and say as I look at the huge man with the deep red skin standing in front of me. “Are you the demon daddy?” I ask, making both Liam and the man laugh.
“Tori, this is my father, Zareth,” Liam chuckles.
“See, now that is a name fit for a demon. Who the fuck named you?” I ask.
“It’s short for Azliam, you brat,” he says, poking my side.
“Hold the goddamn phone,” I say as I stand up.
