Page 27 of The Incubus Curse

And while my cravings were ticking under my skin, I was still unsure if she was enough to save me from myself.

Would a taste from her really become addictive? Would it really throw me over the edge? The thought of something tasting so exquisite, yet perilous, was almost mouthwatering.

I knew logically that it might be best for me to avoid her, but even now, I felt too drawn to her. Like I might lose myself if Idon’thave her completely.

We turned the corner towards the club where Jimmy would undoubtedly be waiting. However, calling it a club was a bit of an understatement. This was a well-established underworld nightclub, a realm dominated by supernatural beings, far outnumbering the humans.

This establishment had existed since the first succubus arrived in the States two centuries ago. The very bricks that constructed this building had been transported by my father when they sought sanctuary here. Mixing with half-breeds was heavily frowned upon, and leaving Europe was the only way my father and mother could be together. And even though the history of this building may not have been as grand as some of the others, it held a sentimental significance, a reminder of the hard work my parents dedicated to it.

I wasn’t entirely sure how Freya would react to such a place, but making appearances was, unfortunately, necessary to avoid unwanted attention. Plus, Jimmy would be there waiting for us, his tongue gagging somepoor girl, no doubt.

Frankly, I wasn’t sure why Father thought this place was the best to hide in, considering the company we’d be around. He probably wasn’t expecting Jimmy to catch us walking in. Or realized how in debt I truly was. Perhaps he also didn’t care what happened to Freya, but I didn’t intend on anyone else tasting her exceptme.

“This club will be like something out of an insane supernatural movie or novel, okay? The darkest parts of those stories all rolled into one big club. As we talked about, I need you to seem drawn to me. Shouldn’t be that hard, I imagine?” I nearly laughed at myself, taking her hand in mine as we neared the entrance.

To my surprise, she didn’t rebuke my hand. With that fiery spirit in her, I half expected her to rip it away into her chest or spit at me- I’m sure I would have loved that, but I wasn’t displeased with the result either. Just feeling her hand in mine sent waves of energy to me, which was insane because no human could give off this kind of kick.

That is, without sucking or fucking.

The club’s doors, crafted from sturdy black iron, were impassable from the outside, requiring a key for re-entry. Every succubus in the vicinity needed this key to access the lodging side. This security measure was in place to deter any troublemaking guests. After all, supernaturals, especially vampires with inflated egos, tended to be unpredictable.

“I understand.” She said from behind me as the doors swung open, revealing a deafening club.

I looked down at her, my eyes peering down her shirt, and then, without saying anything, I reached forward, pulling the shirt up from the collar so that her chest was completely covered. I didn’t need anyone looking at her. Not here. AndI certainly didn’t want anyone even thinking about her. Not when thoughts of her were all I had been able to touch so far. They couldn’t even think about her if I couldn’t have her.

Her brow shot up in confusion, and once she realized what I had done, she rolled her eyes and sighed.

As we delved deeper into the heart of the club, I glanced down at Freya, and her eyes sparked with a captivating enchantment as if the unfolding room utterly entranced her.

Dancers swayed from the ceiling in large cages, bathed in golden glitter as what appeared to be snow cascaded down, chilling the club as it melted on our skin. The dancers’ eyes glowed in a vibrant gold and were unmistakably Sirens.

Though Freya might not have been aware, we referred to them as such. They were unable to speak but deadly, which is why we caged them most of the time. They were closer to animals than humans and developed a tail like a mermaid when put in water. They typically feed on flesh and are rather nasty when face to face with one, butGod, they were beautiful to watch. Mesmerizing almost and I watched as Freya grew trapped in their gaze.

Her fingers lifted to grab the snowflakes that danced on her face, and for a brief moment, there was a beautiful stillness to her. The way the light bounced off her cheeks rippled something inside me that made me uneasy. The kind of uneasiness that made me want to protect her, even from myself. Like the light in her was so innocent and raw, untouched by darkness.Mydarkness.

I gently tugged at her arm, pulling her attention away, and guided us toward the VIP tables near the center of the room. I was counting on Sasha being in the booth, and, fingers crossed, Jimmy wouldn’t be around to hassle us just yet.

Jimmy was what we called a cleaner.

He was who the vamps and succubus called when they needed to dispose of bodies discreetly, seeing as how the bylaws prohibited most killings. It was to ensure that humans would never discover us, but it was easier said than done.

However, that didn’t come without its fair share of blackmail, and Jimmy had a decent amount on me with my hunger issues.

But now that I knew all I had to do was hold Freya against a wall to get that kind of itch scratched, it was hard to imagine ever returning to anything less.

I wanted her in so many ways. Just being close to her, feeling her fingers entangled within my own, made my mind wander to dark, satisfying places. Even now, just walking through the club, I could envision Freya straddling me in one of the booths, her skirt lifting dangerously high as she begged for me. As she-

I could suddenly feel eyes on us as we slid toward the booths, almost tearing me from my thoughts.

It felt like daggers piercing into my sides, coming from all directions.

I attempted to keep my gaze forward, avoiding the inquisitive stares from curious onlookers who likely hoped for some acknowledgment. However, when I caught their envious glances directed at Freya, a wave of nerves bubbled in my stomach for the first time.

Envy was not a good mix when it came to a succubus. I had seen my fair share of what humans and demons alike would do in the name of envy.

Spotting Sasha’s flamboyant wave from across the room, I instinctively pulled Freya behind me, weaving through thecrowd until we smoothly slid into the plush cushioned seats.

“You made it just in time.” Sasha sighed in relief almost. “You just missed Jimmy. Though I imagine he will be back, he seems persistent. What does he need you for?”

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