Incubus Hunter (6 page)

Soon
.

Completely energized, I grinned. Carmen’s
sexual arousal had filled me to the rim and then spilled over until
I was drowning in energy. It was the first time my appetite had
been quenched since I was made an incubus two hundred years ago. No
longer having a continuous hunger for sexual energy, I now just
wanted to taste Carmen for my own enjoyment.

Waves crashed against the rocks below the
dock. It would have been nice to make love to her in this ocean,
and watch the multi-colored tropical fish flutter by us as I
entered her.

Grinning, I brushed my fingers against her
arm.

She said nothing and continued to look
forward as she walked and cleared her throat. Her heartbeats
increased. It pounded in my ears. I smirked, knowing my tongue was
the reason for her heart’s rapid pace.

She snapped her face toward me.

“Remove the smirk, please,” she said. Her
lips lowered into a frown.

“Or what?” I rushed toward her in a blur,
pressing my lips near the point of her ear. “Are you going to ride
your pussy into my face again?” I nibbled at the tender point.
“Until you cum in my mouth?”

I got hard just thinking about her honey on
my tongue.

Please say yes.

She hissed and stepped around me, shaking her
head.

I laughed and grabbed her arm.

So soft.

“Carmen, forgive me. Your energy has made me
tipsy.”

She moved her arm and strolled away. “Oh, is
that what it is? Because it seems like you’re gloating.”

She glanced back at me, rolled those violet
eyes, and then got onto the dock that led to the Boto brothers’
yacht.

My eyes followed the curve of her ass, loving
the way the pink leather clung to it. Although it took a few hours
of convincing, she’d let me dress her for our mission.

I’d mentally called the pink leather and
watched it wrap around that succulent skin. I’d told her a tiny lie
that clothes mattered if she wanted to catch the brothers.
Truthfully, as soon as they smelled her, they would be
hypnotized.

I abruptly stopped on the ramp. An unfamiliar
feeling twisted in my stomach as I thought of the brothers catching
her scent.

Jealousy, maybe? Concern?

A murderous rage-filled growl escaped my
lips.

Carmen turned around, raising her eyebrows.
“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I glared at the Boto brother’s
yacht several feet away.

She placed her hands on her hips. “I don’t
believe you, but at least you’re not gloating.”

“You’re being paranoid. I haven’t been
gloating.”

“Blaze, after I had my fourth orgasm, you
started dancing.” She raked those ginger curls with her
fingers.

I smiled, thinking of how the soft hair on
her sensitive folds matched the curls on her head. “All mine.”

Our eyes met.

She looked away and sighed. “We should
go.”

“I danced, because I enjoyed pleasuring you.”
I stepped closer to her. “That moment overshadowed everything else
that I’ve ever experienced.”

“Bullshit.” She rolled those violet eyes
again. “You’re an incubus. You’ve had a lot of women.”

“None were you and none will ever be.” I
leaned down and kissed those soft lips, enjoying the way her tongue
entered my mouth.

Will you ever understand how I feel?

She pulled away.

I stifled a snarl and glared at her.

“I can’t do this. I need to focus on getting
the Boto brothers.” She backed away from me. “No more kissing or
touching. Let’s go over the plan again. I go to their yacht, ask
for directions to the Johnson boat party. You assume they’ll offer
me a drink. I pretend I’m drunk and get close enough to bite one.
You’re going to—”

“Wait a minute. I didn’t tell you to get
close enough to bite them. Absolutely not.” I guided her off the
dock and into the shadows under a tree. “When their eyes go red,
you signal for me. They’ll be at their weakest moment when they’re
aroused.”

“I’m going to need to get close to them in
order to arouse them.” She crossed her arms around those supple
breasts.

I laughed and licked my lips.

“You won’t need to get close to them. They’ll
be aroused after being around you. Your scent is intoxicating and
you’re beautiful.” I moved the curls from her face.

“Blaze, focus.” She stepped back as I tried
to kiss her. “So, regardless, I get them aroused some way or
other—”

“No. They’re not to touch you.” Power rippled
under my skin in waves.

Carmen opened her mouth and clutched her
throat.

I forced myself to calm down.

“Why can’t they touch me?” she asked. “Are
they that dangerous?”

“No. I am. And if they touch you, there will
be nothing left to take to Adae,” I said through clenched
teeth.

Her heartbeats increased, slamming against
her chest. A shade of red spread over her cheeks.

Damn it, man. Relax!

I exhaled and focused on soothing thoughts.
There was no need to make her more nervous from my jealousy.

“Do you think we can do it?” she asked.

“Of course. The only reason it’s hard to
catch them is because they stick together,” I admitted. “They’ll be
aroused as soon as you go onto the yacht. When you see their eyes
go red, signal me.”

“Okay.” She nodded her head and touched the
diamond pendant hanging from the necklace I’d given her. It was
carved in the shape of a heart. A drop of my blood lay inside. It
had taken me several hours to make the charm. All Carmen had to do
was hold the diamond and think of my name. I’d be able to appear
next to her within seconds.

“Okay. I’ll signal you.” She marched up the
stairs, her ass twisting under the leather with each step.

And then, later, I will taste you again.

Thirty minutes passed. I hovered over the
yacht, cloaking myself in darkness. Fear lurked within me. Like
jealousy, it was a feeling that I hadn’t experienced in years and
absolutely didn’t like. I paced back and forth in the air.

So much time had passed and there was still
no signal.

Fuck this.

I lowered myself, landing on the yacht’s
roof.

Where are you, Carmen?

I quietly jumped down onto the deck and heard
Carmen moan. Rage filled me until it was spurting out of every
pore.

She must have gotten close to them and ended
up drowning within her arousal. I curled my hands into tight fists
and raced toward the lower deck.

Carmen moaned again, and I followed the sound
to a blue door with a triangle window. I looked through it, ready
to rip it off if I needed to.

Carmen’s naked body came into view. Her eyes
glowed a blank white. She floated above the ground in a sitting
position with her thighs spread apart.

Tito Boto stood at her right, lapping at her
pink nipple with his grimy tongue. Sy Boto slithered behind her, on
his knees, sucking on the cushioned curve of her behind, licking
toward the opening. His eyes rolled back in his head as he toyed
with his pathetic instrument. Pepe Boto groped the outline of her
face with his dirty hands and worked his other hand on his
shriveled stick.

They must have fought over who would enter
her and decided that no one could. I’d fed with them before, and
that was their usual compromise.

Nevertheless, Carmen moaned again as they
feasted on her flesh, tormenting every sensitive spot with their
tongues and fingers.

My magic surrounded me and promised bloodshed
and death. I grabbed the door’s knob and tried to snatch the
motherfucker open. The handle crumbled into tiny pieces within my
hands.

A growl exploded from my body that shook the
boat. The door crashed down without me touching it.

Within seconds, I dove into the room. My
crystal sword, Iblis, materialized in my hand before I called
it.

Pepe looked up at me. Horror filled his eyes.
His hand let go of his prick, and it flopped down.

“Blaze?” he said right before the sharp edge
of my sword sliced through his neck. Blood spurted from the cut and
ragged tissue.

Pepe’s head slammed against the floor. A bang
sounded.

Carmen remained suspended in the air,
groaning with solid white eyes.

Tito and Sy rushed away from her, frantically
searching the room for weapons or something to defend themselves,
but it was too late.

They would die by Iblis tonight. The weapon
shined, happy to be back in use after a century.

Unworried about the possibility of their
attack, I concentrated on my love, hoping they hadn’t harmed or
done more than touch her. I headed her way as she floated above the
ground, her legs open, exposing her secret area that was only
supposed to be for my eyes. A scorching rage rivaled with my desire
to comfort her. I wanted to slowly carve Sy and Tito’s bodies
apart, but there she floated, violated, her white eyes searching
for someone to pleasure her.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered.

I growled so loud that the mirrored walls on
the left of me shattered.

“Blaze, is this about us trapping you f-for
Adae?” Tito stuttered as he looked down to Pepe’s headless body and
then his eyes went back to me. His bottom lip quivered. His hands
shook at his sides.

Surely he remembered all the things that my
sword and I could do, from our times together on the
battlefield.

“She’s mine.” I spit the words out at him,
stalking his way.

Tito held his shivering hands up in front of
his chest and backed up several feet until his back hit a wall.
Sweat dripped down his face. “It was either you or my brothers. I
had to pick my family—”

I appeared in front of him before he could
say another word, cutting his dick off and stabbing his chest over
and over. Iblis burned into him with ease, like a butcher knife
cutting through warmed butter.

Mine, motherfucker!
You violated
what was only mine.

Blood sprayed all over me.

His body sagged to the floor.

I stabbed and cut Tito some more, the images
of his hands violating her pushed me on. I didn’t stop until there
was nothing left, but a hunk of unrecognizable meat in front of
me.

I roared, and then searched the room for Sy,
while Tito’s blood dripped down my face. I wanted to kill them all
for putting Carmen in a trance, but I’d lost my opportunity with
one of them.

Sy had disappeared.

Figures.

Sy was always the smartest one.

Iblis vanished from my hand. I made the blood
disappear from my skin. Cleansed it until it was fresh and
unsoiled. I directed my magic to Carmen, and did the same. Any
evidence of the Botos’ filth had magically washed away.

Only that pure creamy skin remained.

“Please,” Carmen whispered. She began to
shake as if she was a drug addict and needed a quick fix. “Don’t
stop.”

She moved her hands between her legs, rubbing
her tender lips.

Fuck.

The Boto brothers had overloaded her with
leslin
. It hypnotized her. She wouldn’t eat, drink, or sleep
until she had enough orgasms to clear it away.

I wished Sy was here, so I could torture him
for what he’d done.

“No, Carmen.” I lifted her in my hands. Her
body vibrated against me. “Think through this daze.”

Carrying her to the nearest wall, I kicked a
large hole through it. Splintered wood fell around me. Dust drifted
past and stuck to my skin. I could hear the ocean’s waves crashing
against the yacht as a breeze blew in through the hole.

My hands sunk into her soft creamy flesh,
gently tightening my grip as we flew out of the room and into the
cool night air.

“Please, fuck me.” She focused her glowing
white eyes on me.

I bit my lip, flying us away from the
mainland and letting the Brazilian waters linger below. The aroma
of the sea mingled with her honey fragrance. A rumble came in my
chest. I stifled it.

I can’t touch her. Not with the leslin
corroding her mind.

I concentrated on the flight to keep my mind
off her scent, that skin, and those perky nipples pressing into my
chest.

She whispered, “Please.”

We flew through the clouds. The stars
sparkled above us. Moonlight gleamed along her skin, making it
shimmer.

God, she is beautiful.

She clung to my arms and wrapped her legs
around me, straddling and grinding.

“No,” I hissed. My cock stiffened into a
throbbing sword of hard steel.

She giggled and rubbed her naked body against
me.

The leather melted away from my skin as if
she had the power to command it. A smoldering desire to take her in
the clouds ripped through me. I gritted my teeth and ordered my
leather to reappear, shaking my head. It stretched around me,
pulling my erect cock back in.

I exhaled and scanned below me searching for
land. I had to put Carmen in a secluded area and get away from her
for a few seconds, before I took advantage of her leslin-induced
haze. Every cell in my body screamed for me to fuck her.

My eyes scanned the sea below for an island
or the outline of a private beach.

“Give me that big dick, Blaze.” Her eyes were
half open.

Wait a minute. She said my name.

She slowly stuck her tongue out and licked
her lips.

I stopped flying, hovering above the sea and
staring at her. My body trembled.

“Blaze, I want all of you.” She leaned back,
giving me an excellent view of her firm pink nipples. “Not just
your tongue.”

I raised my eyebrows.

Usually the women never knew who or what was
fucking them, but Carmen was not a regular human female. She was an
elf. Perhaps, demon magic didn’t work exactly the same with her
species.

Is Carmen aware of her surroundings?

“What’s your name?” I whispered.