Chapter 15: Dangerous Desire 🌶️🌶️🌶️

EVE

Were my eyes playing tricks on me?

I felt drunk with sexual desire, but why would I be hallucinating a woman with bat-like wings, watching as Raphael and I got down and dirty?

Raphael plunged his cock inside me, and I gasped, gripping the edge of his desk.

I looked back at the mirror, where the woman was now pleasuring herself, licking her lips and fingering her pussy as Raphael pounded me from behind.

Her wings fluttered, catching the lamplight in the room. My mate began thrusting harder.

I would’ve been alarmed by the voluptuous voyeur if I was even sure that she was real. Right now, I wasn’t sure if anything was real.

I just knew that I needed…

“MORE!” I shouted, moaning loudly. “GIVE ME MORE!”

I didn’t care if anyone in the pack house heard me. I was engulfed in pure ecstasy.

Raphael couldn’t thrust fast enough, and my needs were growing more ravenous by the second.

He flipped me around to face him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he thrust inside of me again and again.

Suddenly, my fangs emerged from my mouth and I bit down into his shoulder—~hard.~

He roared in pain, but he didn’t stop fucking me. He didn’t even slow down.

I was out of control. And so was he.

He pinned me down and fucked me with such force that the desk cracked in half.

He pummeled my pussy.

~Over.~

~And over.~

~And OVER.~

And as I orgasmed repeatedly, I leaned my head back to see the winged woman in the mirror doing the same. She locked eyes with me as we both came.

I was exhausted, and so was Raphael, but we didn’t stop.

We couldn’t...

Even if we’d wanted to.

***

The next morning, when I awoke, I felt like I had a raging hangover. I held my head as I saw Raphael in the bathroom, tending to the bite wound on his shoulder.

~What the hell had happened last night?~

I could barely remember anything. It was all blurry and unclear. I felt as if I was coming out of a drug-fueled haze.

~Had~ we taken drugs?

I honestly wouldn’t remember if we had…

The only thing I remembered were the ~feelings.~

The sexual desire.

The uncontrollable urges.

The insatiable lust.

Just what the fuck had gotten into us? If we had been weaker beings, that level of sexual activity might’ve ~killed~ us.

We didn’t stop for hours on end. My body ached so badly I would’ve sworn I’d climbed Mt. Everest.

Raphael came out of the bathroom, speaking loudly on his phone.

“Omar, I don’t care if you don’t feel good! I need you to come in today! We’re still dealing with the fallout from the fire, and…”

Raphael’s eyes bulged out of his head as he stopped in his tracks.

“Your dick is doing WHAT!?”

Raphael hung up moments later, and I raised an eyebrow, just about the only part of my body I could move without feeling pain.

“Sex-related injury,” he said hurriedly. “Trust me, you don’t want to hear the details.”

~That’s quite a coincidence, considering our own sexually charged night.~

“We slept in so fucking late,” Raphael growled, looking at the clock. “It’s nearly noon.”

“Isn’t there supposed to be a meeting right now? About rebuilding the Industrial District?” I asked.

“Fuck, you’re right,” Raphael grunted, throwing on a shirt. “Why did no one come get me?”

I pulled on my jeans, and we walked to the pack house meeting room together. “Are you joining?” Raphael asked.

“No, I thought I might see if Reyna wanted to have an impromptu training…”

My words trailed off and my jaw went slack as Raphael threw open the double doors to the meeting room.

There were naked, sweaty bodies everywhere.

Grunting, moaning, panting.

Men and women.

Women and women.

Men and men.

Pounding, pumping, thrusting.

~ARRR-ROOOO-OOOOO!~

Raphael’s secretary howled as she took it in the ass from Lumen's city planner.

The pack house meeting had turned into a full-on, free-for-all ~orgy.~

“What in the—” Raphael was completely stunned.

I caught a glimpse of a pair of bat-like wings out the open window and flashes of last night returned to me.

~The winged woman that was watching us, pleasuring herself.~

It suddenly clicked… I knew exactly what we were dealing with.

I turned to Raphael.

“Raph, we’ve got a succubus on our hands.”

JED

All this pressure in Lumen was giving me a headache.

Not only was the Haze out of season, but it was hitting extra hard, and I hadn’t gotten laid at all.

Combine that with all the other crazy Hazed creatures running about, and it made for the worst case of blue balls I’d ever had.

I rolled down the window of my truck so I could breathe in fresh air and the scent of the forest.

I could see the river from the road, but I wouldn’t be walking along the bank today.

I shuddered at the thought of the Sirens. I definitely ~didn’t~ count those murderous fish women as any form of action.

~THUD!~

Something suddenly landed on the roof of my truck.

“What the fuck?” I shouted, swerving into the middle of the road.

My seatbelt felt strangely tight, and I had the urge to touch myself for some reason.

I glanced down to see that I had a raging hard-on that had come out of nowhere. It rubbed against the seatbelt and made me quiver.

As I tried to adjust myself, I couldn’t help but stroke a little.

~Focus on the damn road!~

But I couldn’t focus on anything other than touching my cock. I didn’t know what was coming over me, but I didn’t care.

I pulled over to the side of the road and unzipped my pants.

I needed some fucking relief.

I released my cock from my jeans and started stroking it vigorously.

~THUD! THUD! THUD!~

Something was still crawling around on the roof of my truck, but I didn’t give a fuck.

All I cared about was getting off.

I closed my eyes and firmly moved my hand up and down my shaft.

Before I could stop myself, I started thinking about Reyna.

She was so hot. Her smooth, pale skin. Her pouty lips. Her full breasts that bounced just right when she was wearing that training bra.

I started to picture her without the bra. Without anything at all.

~What the fuck!?~

~Why am I thinking about Reyna?~

~Stop, stop, stop!~

But it was too late. My fantasy was running wild.

I let my load loose all over the windshield, grunting loudly as I came.

~FUCK!~

Whatever was on my roof jumped off as soon as I came.

I wasn’t sure if I was more concerned by my uncontrollable need to jerk off…

Or why my mind wandered to Reyna when I did…

***

Reyna

Hey, Derek…

Reyna

Me again

Reyna

I know I just texted you like 30min ago

Reyna

But I’m really sorry about last night

Reyna

I don’t know why I freaked out

Reyna

Something spooked me

Reyna

I don’t know if it was real

Reyna

Or if I was just making excuses bc I wasn’t ready

Reyna

But I’d like to make it up to u

Reyna

Maybe even try again when it feels right?

Reyna

I just wish you’d text me back

Reyna

Let me know that we’re good

Reyna

Are we good?

REYNA

~He didn’t exactly call me a cocktease.~

~But he didn’t need to. It’s how I already felt.~

After I’d freaked out on the carousel and stopped us from having sex, things were weird between me and Derek.

The moment was gone. Whether it was the Haze or something else, I just wasn’t in the mood.

I tried texting him this evening, but he didn’t respond. I was sure he was mad at me.

I wanted to smooth things over rather than letting the issue linger, so I made the executive decision to just show up at his house.

~Nothing screams sane girlfriend like texting a million times and then showing up unannounced…~

~Except that I’m not even technically his girlfriend.~

~God, why does this stuff have to be so complicated?~

His car was in the driveway, so he was definitely home…

The door was oddly wide open. “Hello?” I shouted into the entryway. “Derek?”

No answer, but there was a light coming from a room at the top of the stairs.

As I slowly ascended the staircase, I heard laughter.

A ~woman’s~ laughter.

When I got closer to the door, I could hear her voice. “Don’t be shy. My pussy won’t bite…not at first anyway.”

~Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me!~

Angrily, I burst into Derek’s room to find him gripping both sides of a woman’s waist as she straddled him. She had long dark hair, gorgeous curves and gigantic breasts.

As she grinded on him, she looked at me over her shoulder and smirked. There was a devilish glint in her eye.

~That cheating bastard!~

Jealousy completely consumed me, until…

I noticed Derek’s eyes. They were bloodshot and frozen.

He looked like he was in a catatonic state. He was crying for help, but he couldn’t move or speak.

Bat-like wings suddenly burst out of the woman’s back, flapping aggressively. She ran her tongue across her blood-red lips as she leered at me with hooded eyes.

“Would you care to join us?”