Innocent Devil S Harem Taboo Ch 16

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 16

-- Sister and Girlfriend decide to Share him.

Original: November 30, 2020

Submitted: December 8, 2022 to Literotica (Copyright 2020 Kaizer Wolf)

Tags: harem, incest (brother/sister), supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF

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NOTE: This is the Taboo version of Innocent Devil's Harem, where Serenity is Kai's adoptive sister, and he refers to her as such. I've had quite a few people request that I upload this version again, so I decided to do so.

This version also later has HOT taboo relationships happening between other characters that are significantly less steamy in the non-taboo version compared to this one.

Hope you enjoy!

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- CHAPTER 16 -

I abruptly woke up in midstride, shocked to realize I was running as fast as I could.

Immediately confused as hell, I quickly slid to a halt in the dirt, looking around uncertainly at the trees as my memory slowly began trickling back, as if I was waking up from a deep sleep.

Gasping, I unexpectedly recalled what I'd just been doing, realizing that Gabriella was nowhere in sight. My stomach suddenly felt like a ball of lead when it dawned on me that I must have been sleepwalking, just like she'd done back at the house.

Fuck!

Without hesitation, I turned around and began bolting back the way I'd come, my shoes kicking up dirt as I tried to speed up.

Was she okay?!

Did I hurt her?!

Shit, please tell me I didn't hurt her!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Why didn't I consider this as a possibility?! I never imagined it would happen so quickly, but still!

Fuck!

Of course, the bullet wounds in my arm were healed, but that only made my panic worse, terrified that I might have gone for her instead of the deer. However, after a few more seconds, I picked up on her scent, shifting directions slightly as I ran as hard as I could, desperate to get to her.

I almost felt like I was going to cry when I finally spotted her, running in my direction, seemingly unharmed.

"Kai!" she exclaimed when she saw me. "Oh Kai! Are you alright?!"

I didn't slow down until I was right upon her, abruptly coming to a halt again as she leapt into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and holding me tightly. I could smell her panic, and almost wanted to ask if

she

was alright instead, but knew from her scent that she was truly okay physically.

I hadn't harmed her.

Or at least, not enough that she couldn't recover from it...

"What happened?" I finally managed, still holding her in a firm embrace.

She dropped her legs, resting her feet back down on the ground and pulling away slightly to look up at me. Her voice was low. "Seems like you did what I did earlier," she explained quietly, almost as if she were sharing a secret that she didn't want others to overhear. "Just after you said you were going to pass out, you started growling and attacked the deer." She grimaced. "And once you were done, you just took off. I've been chasing you for only about a minute, but you were way too fast for me to keep up."

I sighed heavily, feeling relieved, but also wanting to clarify that I hadn't attacked her. "I'm really sorry. But I didn't hurt you, right?"

She shook her head. "No. I admit that it was a little scary, but you completely ignored me."

"And you ignored

me

," I realized, recalling that she didn't remember waking up until she was already downstairs, even though I'd been lying right next to her. "Still, I really don't like this. We could accidentally kill someone if we aren't careful."

She cringed, knowing that was in fact what might have happened back at the house, only for her to become pensive, her red eyebrows knitting together. "Yeah, but really, most people live their entire lives without being fatally wounded. So if we just avoid dangerous situations, then we should be fine." She then grimaced. "Assuming that it happening to me when I wasn't fatally wounded was only a fluke," she added quietly. "Like a 'first-time transformed' kind of thing."

I considered that for a moment. "Yeah, I guess that may be true. Obviously, I've gone my whole life without this being a problem until now." I then smiled warmly at her. "You really amaze me."

"I do?" she replied in surprise.

"Yep. This whole thing was making me feel really anxious and stressed, but you made me realize this might not be too much of a problem, so long as we can avoid getting seriously hurt. So thanks for that," I added, leaning forward to rest my lips briefly on hers.

Shockingly, she

moaned

when our lips met, leaning more heavily into my embrace as her intoxicating aroma strengthened, only for her hands to suddenly slip down and begin tugging on my shorts.

I pulled back slightly in surprise, even as she reached through the opening in my boxers to wrap her fingers around my limp cock, kneading it in her grasp.

"You want to do this

here

?" I said in sincere confusion, mostly due to the abruptness of it.

"Yes please," she whispered, reaching up with her free hand to pull my face back down to hers. She then broke the kiss just long enough to continue, her eyes closed. "No rules this time. Just fuck me."

I hesitated, not especially in the mood given everything that'd happened so far this morning, and also feeling uncertain about how sudden she was wanting me.

Like, was it something I said that turned her on?

Because she was horny as fuck.

I could

smell

it.

And between her kneading and her strengthening scent, my cock quickly grew as hard as a brick, already beginning to leak precum as she stroked me, my concern rapidly dissipating as I became more focused on her touch.

Now, I just didn't care, more than happy to oblige her.

I reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, before breaking our kiss and dropping to my heels to slide them to her ankles, my face now level with her hips. Leaning forward again, I rested my lips against her tan thigh, prompting her to run her fingers through my white hair and grasp me firmly, urging my face closer to her hot snatch.

However, I wanted to tease her more and was plenty strong enough to resist her, instead planting more kisses along her lower belly, causing her toned muscles to flinch. When she moaned again, and tried lifting up a leg onto my shoulder, I pulled away, pushing on her bony hips.

"Turn around," I said quietly, twisting her and then tugging her shirt up a little more so I could see the dimples on her lower back. She shuffled with her pants still at her ankles, trusting me to not let her stumble and fall, beginning to gasp when I pressed my lips against her tight tan ass, my hands roaming up and down the sides of her thighs, her right hand still grasping my hair firmly from behind.

It was still so strange seeing the sun-kissed skin on her, especially since she was so pale just last night. However, feeling like she was my own personal busty stripper, that I could play with however I wanted, only made me more aroused. My cock was definitely leaking now.

Running my mouth up and down her spine, planting kisses across her dimples, and back down to her butt, I smirked as she shivered repeatedly, only for her to begin pushing down on my head, leaning forward slightly as if she was trying to get my face in her crack.

Like, damn, just how bad did she want me to give her oral?

Not that I was complaining, but I wasn't sure I wanted to lick and suck on her cunt from this angle - otherwise I'd just have a face full of ass.

But then again, that really didn't seem so bad, now that I thought about it...

Having my face in her ass could be fun...

Shaking my head at the thought, I realized my mind felt kind of weird, my inhibitions feeling as if they were melting away with each passing second. Like, on the one hand, I felt as if I was just horny as fuck, but on the other hand, the lightheaded sensation I was getting didn't feel normal either. I almost felt like I'd end up deciding I was okay with anything if I kept breathing in her scent, continuing to become intoxicated on her arousal...

And by anything, I meant

anything

.

Suddenly, I was having the desire to pleasure her in any way possible, and found myself being likewise fine with any situation that brought her that pleasure. Even stuff I'd previously said I wouldn't be okay with.

Like, thinking about her parents again, I suddenly could understand how her dad might not mind watching her mom fuck other men...

Shaking my head again, knowing I really wasn't okay with that, she finally spoke up.

"What's wrong?" she whispered, her tone thick with lust.

I paused with my lips on her ass cheek as I considered whether or not I should be fully honest. But then, I ultimately decided I should just get it out before I ended up agreeing to something I'd regret later.

"Umm, well..." I took a deep breath, which didn't help at all, her maple syrup scent overwhelming me. "Umm," I tried again. "I think you're messing with my head," I finally managed.

She abruptly thrust her hips forward, pulling her butt away from my face. "Messing with your head?" she repeated in alarm.

I nodded slowly, blinking a few times before I looked up at her. "Umm, maybe," I hedged.

Her voice came out as barely a whisper. "Do you think it's because I'm part-succubus?" she asked in concern.

I looked at her in surprise, having almost forgotten about that -- which was bizarre. It was almost as if her scent had made it impossible for me to remember that she might be supernatural too. My thoughts did feel kind of fuzzy. "Umm, maybe," I repeated. "Did you ever get in touch with your mom to confirm that?" I wondered quietly, realizing in the back of my mind that I probably knew the answer already, since she'd been preoccupied with my sister getting kidnapped, followed by passing out after I bit her.

Gabriella shuffled around to face me, her soft red pubic hair now inviting me to lean forward.

However, her tone was serious.

"Kai, look at me," she said firmly, only to pause when I did. "You look drugged," she added in concerned.

"You just smell

really good

," I replied.

Her vivid emerald eyes widened slightly as she held my gold gaze, her pupils visibly dilating.

She didn't respond.

My voice was a whisper now. "I really want to suck on your clit."

She nodded slowly in agreement, her fingers reaching out to run through my hair again as she pulled my face closer. The movement prompted me to break our gaze as I leaned forward, ready to bury my face between her thighs. Ready for her to push one of her legs on my shoulder so I could get a face full of pussy.

However, she abruptly jutted her hips backward, not seeming to be able to go far, pulling her hot snatch away. "Kai," she said urgently, turning her head to the side. "I want you to suck on me so bad..." She took a deep breath. "But something feels off. I think we need to stop for a second."

I froze solid, still feeling lightheaded as I continued to breathe in her arousal, desperately wanting to just lick her pussy now and figure the rest out later.

"Kai," she repeated, her tone suddenly somber. "Please. I don't want to hurt you." When neither of us budged, she continued. "Please, Kai. I feel like I can't deny you, so please deny yourself for just a few minutes."

I sucked in a ragged breath, and finally turned my face away too, realizing for the first time that I had a firm hold on her hips.

Shit, when did I even grab her? I'd been touching her lightly before, but not like this.

Letting go, I let gravity take over as I fell back on my ass, my boxers shielding me from the ground, trying to ignore the craving to stop her as she began shuffling away a little, to put some distance between us. Tucking my head between my knees, my rock hard cock still poking out of the front of my underwear, I was then even more dismayed when I heard her pull up her panties and jeans, buttoning them up before walking a few more steps away.

Fuck.

Did I mess up?

Was this some kind of test to see if I'd respect her wishes and I fucked it up?

"I'm sorry," I whispered, unsure if she heard me. When she didn't respond, I lifted my head and repeated it louder. "Gabriella, I'm really sorry."

She shook her head, slowly turning around to face me, keeping her gaze averted. "Kai, I want you. I really do. But I think I need to talk to my mom before we do this again. I'm scared I might hurt you."

My heart sank. "But I'm fine," I said desperately. "Gabriella, we've had sex several times now, and I'm perfectly fine."

"I know," she agreed. "And I'll try to talk to my mom today, if possible." She took a deep breath. "But Kai, I think we also need to consider more than just the effect I might be having on you." She finally met my gaze hesitantly. "Kai, I think we also need to consider the effect you might be having on me."

"W-What do you mean?" I said in surprise.

She abruptly looked away again, her pupils visibly dilating a little before she did. "Kai, your eyes are mesmerizing. More than that. When I look at you when you're transformed, I feel like..." Her voice trailed off.

Suddenly, it felt like someone slapped me in the face as I recalled my sister kissing me earlier that morning -- recalled how her expression looked as she held my gaze.

Did I...

Did I 'make her' kiss me?

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

"Feel like what?" I prompted in a whisper, hoping she didn't say what I thought she might say.

Gabriella sighed heavily. "Like, I just want you really bad. I mean, I already want you, but sometimes when I'm holding your gaze it feels like my mind goes blank, apart from that sole desire. It happened on the couch when we first slept together, and a few times since then as well."

Fuck!

I immediately tucked my head in between my knees again, feeling horrible, ashamed, embarrassed, and disgusted at myself. Because I made my sister kiss me! She didn't want to. I was sure she didn't want to, and when she snapped out of it, she seemed so ashamed of herself!

But it was my fault!

Fuck!

"Kai, what's wrong?" Gabriella asked urgently, taking a few steps toward me, clearly seeing my distress.

I couldn't look up at her, feeling so miserable now that I didn't even care what she might think. Really, I didn't care if she'd be angry, because I felt like I

deserved

for her to be angry. I deserved for her to hate me.

"Gabriella, I kissed my sister this morning," I blurted out.

"O-Oh," she said hesitantly, sounding surprised.

"I think I made her," I added in a rush. "I was transformed, and really she kissed

me

, but she was holding my gaze and then suddenly she was in my lap..." My voice trailed off, having the desire to shoot myself again. For a different reason this time.

To cause myself pain, as punishment for what I'd done.

It was unforgivable.

I continued. "And then she put a stop to it." I sucked in a ragged breath. "Gabriella, she seemed so ashamed, and I didn't feel like it was my fault because she was the one who kissed me, but now I realize I made her do it." I shook my head between my legs. "Fuck, I forced myself on my own sister."

Gabriella didn't respond for a long few seconds. She then cleared her throat. "Kai," she said gently. "It's true that it feels like that desire is the only thing on my mind when I hold your gaze sometimes." She paused. "But that doesn't necessarily mean that you're causing the desire to happen."

I finally looked up at her, knowing my body looked normal again, my eyes their usual color. "You think my sister really wanted to kiss me?" I asked in disbelief, sincerely doubting that now.

She gave me a sympathetic look. "I think you should at least talk to her about it. And after I speak with my mom, I think we need to discuss that too."

I sighed heavily, only to nod. "Yeah, I guess. Serenity already said she wanted to talk about it later, but at least now I can tell her it was my fault, instead of letting her feel bad for crossing that line. Because it wasn't her. It was all me."

"Maybe," she agreed softly. "But Kai, let's keep all this in perspective. I still want you, and I'm hoping that we'll all be in each other's lives for a long time, so let's just focus on being honest with each other and work through all this together."

I looked at her in confusion, uncertain of what she was trying to say.

She continued, in response to my expression. "What I mean is, don't just assume you made her. Talk to her first. Explain what might be going on, and see what she says. Have a

conversation

about it, rather than just telling her what you think you did, and beating yourself up about it." She took a deep breath. "And please don't be mad at me for wanting to wait a day or two before we have sex again. I care about you, more than I want to screw you, and I want to make sure I'm not accidentally hurting you when we do stuff. Because you were really sore the first time, and there might be more at risk than just physical harm."

I sighed heavily, knowing she was right. Of course, there were a lot of legends about sex demons, with the succubus in particular having a lot of variations in folklore, including the kind that killed those they slept with. But none of that necessarily translated to the real thing.

Plus, Gabriella might only be a sixteenth succubus, which might change things.

But then again, I'd obviously done something to her with my bite...

And if she wasn't completely human to begin with, then how might that affect the succubus side of her?

Assuming she truly was...

Really, we just needed to get confirmation from her mom on what we were dealing with, and try to figure out what the risks might be. Then, we could go from there. I was hopeful Gabriella didn't have a

need

to have sex though, since she'd gone so long without it. Because a need for regular sex, coupled with a certain lethality to it, was a horrible combination.

And it was the reason why I wondered if frequency might be a problem for Gabriella's parents.

I mean, if it worked for them, then great. But I really didn't want to suffer through that. I

couldn't

go through with that. I didn't like it, didn't want to like it, and didn't want to find myself in a position where I was forced to like it in order to avoid being miserable.

Just the idea that I had been even kind of considering that I might be okay with it was alarming.

Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, another idea hitting me.

Gabriella didn't seem mad about me kissing my sister.

Not at all.

I focused up at her. "So," I began hesitantly. "Were you serious about sharing me? Because it kind of sounds like you're okay with what I did."

She frowned slightly, seeming pensive now. "Well, I guess it's because I feel like I'm stepping on Serenity's toes," she admitted. "Assuming she truly does have feelings for you, then I feel like that makes

me

the mistress, instead of the other way around. Because I kind of swooped in and stole you from under her nose." She sighed heavily. "I still want to be important to you. I want you to love me like your only woman. But I know I can't compete with the relationship you two share. Especially not after all you've been through together."

I nodded slowly, searching for any signs that she wasn't being entirely forthcoming. But as far as I could tell, she was being blunt about how she felt.

"Well, you are important to me," I said seriously. "And I really do want to marry you," I added, only to glance away. "But yeah, I'm not sure if I can let my sister go entirely. Assuming she feels the same way."

Gabriella scoffed then, her tone a little more playful. "Well, I sure hope you want to marry me," she said, holding out her hand to show off her engagement ring. "Would be awkward for you to ask me when you weren't really into it."