Days blurred into each other, a mix of sweat and heaving bodies under a massacre of lights and smoke. Flashing smiles and grinding hips pulsing with heavy drums. Hands on my chest, fingers tangling in my hair and raking nails down my shoulders, while hot lips exploded breath against my neck or into my mouth. Moans and cries of pleasure blended together in my mind, echoing in my thoughts. This was life, an insatiable craving for human flesh against me.
Almost no one remembers us anymore, we've been suppressed as myths for centuries. Hardly a dinner-time conversation topic for the average family here in the states.
My current victim, a red-head with enough freckles to make her look more like she had a brown spot across her cheeks and nose, named Amber, was shoving a hand in my hair and clawing down my spine as I gently gripped her hips and pumped my dick into her. She moaned in a high-pitched tone, almost a whine, and wrapped her legs around my waist weakly, her body already becoming sluggish as I gripped her sides and started pushing harder.
Her moans were sexy and scent unbearably arousing, but as I pounded an orgasm out of her and left her panting weakly beneath me as I prepared to finish my work, it occurred to me once again that I had no use on earth. Then, I stopped thinking about it and sank my teeth into her flesh while my shaft pushed deeper into her and she shrieked in pain and pleasure.
The next day, I was gone before she regained consciousness. I wandered into a coffee shop, the steamy barista behind the counter already getting pulled in by my crude charm. Dark hair, brown-ish today, blue eyes, a gently muscular build, and a square jaw to frame my lop-sided smile. Her cheeks were red before I reached the counter and looked up at the menu behind her, just for the sake of tensing a few muscles. She was staring at my neck and shoulders, the hickies around the collar of my v-neck shirt holding her attention for a moment longer than they should have.
The glint of the diamond on her right hand catching my eye as I met hers.
"What can I get for you?" She asked with a shy smile.
"How about a caramel cappuccino and a few more minutes of your time?" I suggested with a widening smile.
Moments later I had her pressed against the back wall of the stock room with my hands holding her wrists over her head as I pounded her against the wall. She moaned against my lips shyly, her blush almost spreading down her warm throat as my tail slipped between my legs and inside her with my shaft, making me lean back and cry out softly with pleasure as my shaft breached her womb. She arched her body and shuddered, a tense moan escaping her throat. Until I let her wrists go and leaned her head back as I started to transform.
My teeth sharpening, tongue growing longer and bifurcating at the end, a pair of horns ripping through my hair and skin, eyes turning black with golden irises, and shaft exploding sharp spikes inside her as I began to feed. The spikes burrowing into her tender flesh and drinking her life force as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. My true form isn't the prettiest thing in the world, but no one ever sees it so it's not so bad. I still get to fuck everyone that falls under my hypnosis and drain their life force.
Once I was done with her I transformed into a blonde with green-ish blue eyes, women went crazy for this body and I enjoyed every moment of it. I pulled my jeans back on and left her in the store room. As I walked out a tangle of blonde hair caught my eye, at the same time she looked up at me with a pair of bright, light brown eyes. I flirted with her as she ordered a coffee from me and I pretended to work at the cafe as she flirted back. I walked out with her holding onto my arm and led her to a motel, I had her shirt off and was licking my way down her soft stomach when I suddenly felt the stinging pull of a summon.
I decided to ignore the summon just long enough to feed on her, but in the midst of my feeding as her fingers tangled in my hair I felt the stinging again. I brought her to an abrupt orgasm and left my phone number on the nightstand, then stepped into the hall before closing my eyes to see who was summoning me. I made out a dimly lit room, a bathroom maybe, I could smell incense and soap.
I transformed yet again as I stepped through the mirror, the shiny surface clinging to my skin for a moment after I'd touched the tiled floor. My pale skin accented by my now dark hair, horns curving almost straight up out of it, eyes black and gold once again, only wearing a loose pair of boxers, and my tail swaying slightly behind me, showing bits of my true form as I looked around. A bathtub filled with warm water, bubbles floating on top of it while plumes of incense whipped up from a burning stick set on the counter behind me. It smelled good and the scent of a female lingered in the room.
I decided to search for the person who summoned me, when I felt the pull of the summon again and let out a pleasured breath as I felt the strand of the summon bite into the skin of my neck.
"Easy..." I muttered, hoping they wouldn't try again.
I reached for the door knob, it turned in my hand, and then a body crashed against me. I tried to step back, but there was somehow a foot behind mine, and staggered awkwardly. A hand landed on my shoulder and we crashed to the floor in the soft light from the hall, my horns tingling painfully from the fall and I groaned softly.
"Oww... Wha-"
A shrill scream drowned out my voice and I covered my ears while human fists weakly pummeled my chest. I caught her wrists once she stopped screaming and turned us over so I was gently spreading her legs with mine.
"Shhh... It's alright. Just tell me what you'd like. I won't hurt you, unless you ask me to," I said with a soft smile, she squirmed anxiously and I smelled fear on her.
"Who are you and how did you get in my apartment?" She demanded weakly, her voice soft but clearly trying to hold an edge.
"You summoned me, more than three times," I said, confused by her obliviousness.
"S-summoned? I... " She hesitated. "I didn't mean to..."
"Y-you..." I felt my cheeks get warm. "You didn't? Then, why did you do it more than once..."
"I don't even know what I did... I was reading a-. Wait... I was reading a book about demons and I found a passage about summoning some kinds of demons. You're a demon?" She said cautiously.
I nodded, barely moving my head, and allowed her to move away, noting her camisole clinging to her sides and a pair of running shorts hugging her hips.
"An incubus to be specific," I said softly.
My eyes ate up the curves of her body and I wanted her, my muscles quivered with wanting her to say she wanted me. I swallowed and moved towards her, straddling her leg and reaching towards her face to charm her into a kiss. Her leg jerked and I felt a crunch as her knee ground into my balls and barely spared my shaft. I doubled over and gritted my teeth in pain, trying to force a laugh.
"Y-you... s-stay over there..." She insisted shyly as she pulled her legs to her chest and leaned against the sink.
I looked up at her as the pain started to ease and swallowed the lump that had wedged itself in my throat.
"So, n-ow what?" I asked trying to relax again.
She shifted slightly and shot a nervous glance at the bath.
"I'll take a b-"
"NO!" She interrupted me. "I mean, I don't want you to."
"Are you serious? I'll be gentle."
"YOU'LL KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" She shouted in response and I moved away anxiously.
