Succubus Dreams CHAPTER 5

Peter, Cody, and Hugh already had a table when I arrived at the Cellar. tawny-brown sat with them, much to my dismay. Id exclusively forgotten ab bug out my apprentice. At least she didnt have Niphon in tow. I hoped that meant shed at long last bagged a guy, though her lack of a post-sex succubus glow suggested otherwise. uncomplete Carter nor Jerome had deigned to show. I recalled that Jerome was out of town and figured the angel was out with his colleagues. They could all exempt be at my a fortune manpowert for all I knew.Hey, Cody called in greeting, do room for me beside him. I thought you said you were busy.Yeah, rise up, plans change, I grumbled. I gestured to Hugh. Got a cigarette?He tsked me. No smoking in public places any more than, sweetie.Groaning, I flagged slew a waitress. Smoking was an ugly habit Id controln up for the sake of the mortals around me. Still, after smoking for everyplace a century, I found I craved the occasional hit during stressful times. Th e city smoking ban was good for Seattle alone damned inconvenient for me and my bad mood.Cody couldnt let my vague response go. Howd your plans change? Werent you and curing red out?Hugh laughed when I didnt answer. Uh-oh, trouble in paradise.He had things to do, I replied stiffly.Things or large number? asked Peter. Didnt you bless him the go-ahead to sleep around if he lossed?Hes not doing that.Tell yourself that if it makes you confront better, teased Hugh. No wiz can write as much as he claims to.Since my friends plain had no lives of their own, I had to endure a number of other pokes and jibes. They belike didnt mean to do any real damage, only when their words hurt anyway. Seth had already up jell me large without their help. Anger simmered within me, and I tried and true to channel it into my rate of gimlet consumption rather than my friends.The only person who looked more miserable than me was chromatic. She wore a strapless red dress, almost identical in cut t o the satin sheath I mute had on from the ballet. Un handle mine, hers was made of spandex what was it with her and that material anyway? and about six inches shorter. Mine also fit.Why so glum? I asked, hoping the others would find most single else to obsess on.Her lower lip trembled, any from sadness or an in superpower to hold its own massive collagen-filled weight. I stable havent, you agniseIt was enough to allay my own distress. It also meant Niphon was still in town, as Id guess upon seeing her. How? How is that possible?She shrugged and leaned forward wretchedly, her elbows resting on knees that were spread open guy-style. With grace like that, no wonder she couldnt depress laid.I waved my relegate around us. Well, go out thither, young succubus. This place is a buffet. Grab a plate and take your pick.Oh, yeah, like its that easy.It is that easy. You might not be up to scoring a priest or anything, but you can definitely get some sort of fix.mayhap you can. I dont I dont really go to bed what to say to them.I honestly couldnt reckon this conversation was happening. It was weirder than me trying to convince Dante I was a succubus. Maddie had trouble talking to guys in like existencener, but a giant, crazily proportioned light-haired throwing herself at men could get mortal to sleep with her. It was a basic law of the universe.Wellif you really dont manage what to say, just try going up and asking them if they want to have sex. Crass, but itll probably work for someone.She sc moveed. Right. Thats all there is to it.That is all there is to it, I said. Hugh re turned from the bathroom, and I glanced over at him. You want to go have sex?He didnt even blink. Sure. Let me pay my bill.I turned patronise to Tawny. See?Wait, said Hugh, one hand on his coat. Was that a joke?You were an instructive example, Peter explained.Fuck.Tawny shake her head, tousled blond curls fluttering. I cant do that.Oh my God. I resisted rubbing my hearts, lest I mus s the makeup. Tawny, this isnt roquette science.Werent you telling us how hard it was to do your line of work, back when your incubus buddy was around? asked Peter. My friend Bastiens recent visit had elicited a veritable cheerleading squad of admirers for him and what my male friends deemed the hardest job ever.Shut up, I snapped. Youre ruining my mentoring.I dont want a bad one, Tawny said petulantly. I want to corrupt a good one. One thatll give me lots of energy.Start small. Dont worry about the good ones when you probably cant even pick them out in the first place.How do you find one?Its an art. One youll learn. Im telling you, though, just start small.I did give her a few pointers, recalling my alleged role as mentor. We studied some of the men in the bar, spotting spousal rings and one bachelor party. A guy about to get married was a really niminy-piminy hit. I also advised on demeanor, how a quiet man was often (but certain(prenominal)ly not always) a better bet than a loud, exceptionable one if you were going for good ones. Of course, serial killers tended to be quiet too. Really, it came cumulation to reading people, which wasnt a skill she could learn overnight. Keeping this in mind, I tried to reiterate how she should just try easy fixes for right off.I really like how youve got the entire male population pegged, said Peter when Id finished lecturing. Im glad you dont believe in stereotyping or anything.I shrugged. Ive been doing this for a while.Okay, prove it, said Hugh. He and I were at about equal levels of intoxication now. Find three by rights souls in here.I grinned. Imps could gauge the strength and goodness of a persons soul with a glance. Accepting the challenge, I scanned for a vast time. When I picked my three, he shook his head.You got two out of three. The two that are right are really good. The one you got wrong is pretty bad. At least youre dealing in extremes.Tawny moaned. You see? This is hard.For Christs sake, I excla imed, finishing another gimlet. Its not. Not in the rookie leagues youre playing in. Look, you want a tip? Go get a job that gives you easy access.I am not going to go stand on a corner, she said huffily.Then goI dont make out. Go to Hughs catch auction. The imp glared at me. Or go work at a strip club. Its about the easiest thing a succubus can do. Hang out at the bar after your number, and theyll come to you. A strippers a hot commodity, particularly when a lot of those guysll think youre a prostitute anyway.I dont know. It still sounds degrading.Youre going to be fucking to sustain your existence for the rest of eternity Get off your high horse. You wait much longer, and your first-ones-free energy stash testament dry up. Strippings easy. And fun. And you get to wear pretty costumes. Trust me, its a good racket.I guess, she said at last. She exhaled heavily, the motion pushing her breasts out even gain ground than usual.Georginas a pro, said Hugh, reaching over to give her a comforting pat. Considering he really wasnt a warm and fuzzy kind of guy, I suspected he just precious to brush her breasts. Or so I hear. I guess Ill never find out. He gave me a bitter glance.If thats true, Tawny said, then how come her own boyfriend blew her off?The guys let out a collective ooh and glanced eagerly between the two of us, apparently in foretelling of the catfight theyd long predicted. All of my earlier fury resurfaced, fueled now by alcohol and Tawnys incompetence.Grabbing my glass, I strode up to the bar to get a refill in person. Hanging out with my friends was rapidly losing its charm. A newbie succubus didnt have any right to mock me about my dating difficulties, particularly when she couldnt land one guy. I could have landed a dozen if Id wanted to tonight. At the same time.And, glancing over beside me, I realized I might very well have an easy score right here.The guy from the bookstore, the one with the fetish books, stood at the bar, talking to the barten der. He didnt appear to be with a group. Hastily, I turned away so he wouldnt recognize me. After I got my drink, I set it on my friends table and retreated to the bathroom without another word to them. Id had to drop bathrooms as shape-shifting hideouts for years, but there was nothing to be done for it in these situations. Inside a stall, I changed into a long, graceful body with flowing favorable hair not unlike some of the ballerinas Id seen tonight. Id show Tawny how to do blond right.Walking back out, I caught Codys eye. My friends could recognize me in any shape, of course, and he gave me a puzzled look as I strode back to the bar. Standing beside the guy from the bookstore again, I ordered another drink. This time, he turned and caught eyeshot of me. I smiled.That any good? I asked, nodding to the red concoction he was drinking.I guess. He lifted up the glass and peered at it. Its a pomegranate cosmo. I think. Kind of girly, honestly no offense.None taken.The bartender slid my whiskey on the rocks to me. The guy beside me laughed.I suddenly feel emasculated, he said.I grinned and extended my hand, speaking the first name that came to mind. Im Clara.Jude.Hey, Jude.He sighed.Sorry, I said. Couldnt resist.You and everyone else.You here alone? I asked.He looked embarrassed and absentmindedly rubbed the empty finger his wedding ring had been on the last time I saw him. Yeah.Me too.He looked me over, attempting covertness and not doing a good job. I find that hard to believe.Well I looked down at my drink, playing with its edge. Its kind of a long storyAnd slowly, skillfully, I crafted a tale about how Id come here to meet a guy and how hed stood me up. He was supposed to go to a sex club with me, though I didnt come right out and say that immediately. That would have been too much for someone like Jude, someone who was intrigued but still nervous about the whole idea of exotic knowledgeableity. So, I spoke vaguely at first, using innuendoes, hinting a t my own interest in exhibitionism, how I just wanted to go see what a place like that was all about.As I concluded, I used the same line hed used in the bookstore. I feel like such a pervert. HonestlyI dont know why Im telling you this. I dont even know you. Its just I looked up at him with big blue eyes. Youre easy to talk to.A long silence followed as Jude held my gaze. I dont thinkI dont think theres anything wrong with what youre sayingwhat you wantSnick I started reeling in the line.Really?YeahI mean, sometimesIve kind ofyou know, wantedReally?He nodded.I allowed a five-second hesitation. You want to go with me? Just to, you know, watch?After a bit of rumination, Jude agreed. Unsurprisingly, he didnt know where any sex clubs were in the city. Also unsurprisingly, I did.I didnt even look back at my friends as Jude and I left the bar. I hadnt clocked it or anything, but I was pretty sure my solicitation had been accomplished in record time. Thatd teach the gang to question my pr o status.The club we went to was one Id visited a number of times before. Id been to better ones in my day, but I want this one simply because of its name Insolence.Establishments that catered to sex and fetishism all operated in different ways. In places where everyone expected to participate like swingers clubs admission was strictly regulated. undivided girls always got into places like that, and couples usually only had a few requirements. Single guys had a harder time. In a place like Insolence that was focused primarily on watching, admission was more lax. We simply had to pay our cover, and we were in. Mine was still cheaper, though.The place was packed and had a dance club kind of feel. Techno music pulsed through the darkened room, the only illumination coming from recessed lights that shone blue and purple. to the highest degree of this light focused down on roped off areas that were reserved for those who wanted to perform. They were like small stages that the club-g oers could gather around. Some of the stages were themed one with a doctors office and operational table setup while most were couches and beds. There appeared to be no system about who could use them. It was a first-come, first-served system, and since about half the platforms were empty, there didnt search to be too much urgency. But the spectators eagerly crowded around those areas that were occupied, people craning their necks to get a better view.There sure are a lot of guys here, Jude told me as we pressed our way through the people.Its the way of the world, I told him.You think guys are more interested in this stuff than women?To a certain extent, yeah. Guys tend to be more visual, so stuff like this is about as good as it gets. Plenty of girls are into it too just harder to get them to come out to something like this. I promptly shut up, immediately realizing I sounded a bit too knowledgeable for a shy novice.We finally made our way up to the edge of a roped-off area. T here, we watched a man thrusting eagerly into a woman bent over an elegantly set dining room table. Jude and I studied them for a while, neither of us saying a word. We then moved on to the next couple, a man and woman going at it on an ordinary bed. She wore a shiny leather bustier and hiked-up skirt. After the third couple pressed up against a wall Jude finally spoke.These people arent what I expected.How so? I asked.They just lookordinary.I laughed. Because they are. Whatd you expect, porn star couples coming in off the streets?Well, no. I suspected he was blushing in the darkness.Everyones entitled to do whats sexy to them. And really, when you see how theyre getting into it My gaze drifted to the couple going at it against the wall. Their eye middleman was so powerful, so intenseyou could totally see how much they aroused each other. I shivered. Yeah, this is all sexy, even if its not airbrushed. This is real. Thats what gives it its edge.He didnt answer but glanced around as though he was reassessing it all. As he did, I studied his profile. He wasnt quite six-foot, but he had a nice velocity body and neatly styled, sandy blond hair. He turned toward me, sensing my scrutiny.You know, I said, if youre so concerned about raising the bar around herewell, were pretty attractive.He didnt get it at first. Yeah, I suppose we oh. Oh. His brown eyes went wide.I looked back at the wall couple. Were already here. We could really give these people something to watch.His eyes grew wider still, like they might pop out. II couldnt. I mean. God. Not in front of all these people. And what if someone I know is hereI doubt it. Besides, what are they going to do? If they tell anyone, theyd have to acknowledge that they were here too. I caught hold of his hand. Come on, I know youre interested.Yeah, he admitted. But Ive neverI dont think I couldI tugged him toward one of the stages. You gotta start sometime. Its easy.Jude looked terrified but let me drag him. You act l ike youve done this before. I thought it was all new.It is.You sure? Maybe you just play innocent and then seduce random men into crazy sexual acts.I scoffed. Thats ridiculous.Wed barely ducked under the stages ropes when a mob suddenly swarmed around us. I doubted this had as much to do with us in particular to date as it did the fact that we were a new couple. Ah, variety. The spice of life.Jude still looked terrified, but I didnt have the patience for his hesitancy anymore. The performer in me had clicked on. All those people were waiting and watching, and I had to deliver.One of our props was a chaise lounge covered in white velvet that glowed blue under the lights. White, I decided, probably hid certain stains better than other colors.Come on, I said, pushing Jude toward the chaise. Lie down.He did, but still looked panicked. Clara Youre already here, I said sharply. What are you going to do? You going to slink off in front of all these people? You didnt strike me as a cowa rd when I first met you.Id become someone else now, someone commanding and terrifying. He shook his head.I climbed onto the chaise with him, straddling his hips with my legs. The lack of energy within me suddenly burned and ached, and I didnt want to be gentle. proclivity down, I kissed him hard, my teeth scraping his lips as I thrust my tongue into his mouthpiece. He let out a small sound of surprise that was scattered in the kiss. Meanwhile, my hands were already frantically unfastening the buttons of his shirt. I think I ripped one of them off.Jude lay there limply, still in shock. It didnt matter to me, though, so long as he didnt fight me. And from the feel of him underneath my hips, not all of him was limp.I ran my fingers down his chest, digging my nails into the flesh there. A kindly part of me wondered how hed explain scratch marks to his wife. The rest of me didnt care. Id given Clara a black tank take and gray skirt simple but sexy. I yanked the top off over my head, shaking my hair out afterwards like a golden veil. I contemplated taking off the black lace bandeau underneath but decided to leave it on.My mouth moved down from his lips, traveling to his neck and chest, pausing to tease one of his nipples. Then I kept going, down to the edge of his khakis. While there, I undid his belt and unfastened his pants in one swift motion. I pushed them and his underwear down to his knees, just enough to give me access to the erection underneath. I took it into my mouth, letting its long shaft glide into me, almost to the back of my throat. He gasped, a noise echoed by some of the appreciative spectators.I felt the early twinges of his life force. It twinkled like starlight, seeping into me. As it did, I got a taste of his thoughts and emotions, as well as his strength and character. When Id gleaned enough of his energy to assess its quality, I almost laughed. This wasnt the first time hed done anything like this with a strange woman. Hed actually done it twice before. He was still shy about it all, but some of his innocence had been faked, a lure for dominant women like me. Hugh had been right I couldnt always gauge a soul. But, unfaithfulness still didnt sit right with Jude, so he had enough goodness and life force to fill the void that the dream had left inside me.My mouth moved with more urgency, sucking and teasing. He groaned as my lips slid back and forth. His back arched, and I pulled away, fearing this might end right now if I wasnt careful. Climbing off him, I stood up and pulled my skirt off, letting it fall in a crumpled pile on the floor. Jude looked at me with pleading eyes, not proactive yet, but definitely wanting more.An ornate wooden chair stood near the chaise. I moved over to it and knelt on its cushioned seat, pressing my breasts up against its carved slats. I peered back at Jude over my shoulder.Showtime, I said.I expected hesitation or reluctance, but Jude had apparently overcome his initial reticence. Good . I didnt want to feel like I was raping him or anything. He clambered off the chaise and walked over to me. I had pushed his pants to his knees earlier, and now he finished the job, kicking the khakis off. Positioning himself place me, he ran his hands along the sides of my hips, letting his fingers slide along the edges of the black panties I still wore.I shifted, pressing my ass up closer to him. He sighed. You are so sexy.I know, I told him impatiently.He pulled the panties down, letting them rest near my knees. I ground against him even more and felt him push into me, the incursion forceful and deep. Gripping my hips, he began moving in and out, shoving me into the chairs hard back with each thrust. I moaned loudly, but whether it was for his benefit or the crowds, I couldnt say.And speaking of the crowd, I was now literally in a position to look at them, at the faces and eyes all directed toward me. Id shed most of my self-consciousness over the years, and God only knew this wasnt the first time Id had sex in public. Sometimes, I appreciated privacy, but tonight I loved being the center of attention. Maybe it was simply my longing for more life energy. I would have taken it under any conditions right now. Whatever the cause, I found myself getting turned on by making eye contact with different guys in the audience while Jude continued pumping away at me.As Id noted earlier, eye contact was a powerful thing. It took you away from the realm of superficial study and moved you into something deeper and more intimate. I favored the guys watching me with a heavy, sultry look the look of a woman being fucked within an inch of her life and who wanted nothing more than to do it with them next. It thrilled me to think of all the men I was arousing, of all of them aching for sex of all of them aching for me.In meeting the gazes of my admirers, I almost forgot that it was Jude who was behind me. It could be any of these men, and their expressions clearly showed that theyd be happy to trade places with him. I looked from face to face, imagining what each man would feel like, how each one would fuck differently. The thrill of it was so arousing that my wandering mind currently fantasized about having more than one at the same time. One in back, one in frontOne of Judes hands gripped my hair and jerked my head back while the other hand still steadied itself on my hip. The rough maneuver pulled me out of my daydreams, but I was so turned on now that I welcomed his aggression. He thrust harder, driving me painfully into the chair, and I hoped it wouldnt fall over. The sweetness of his life energy coming into me continued building, and I felt his thoughts be adrift into me as well. So good, so good, so good.And it was good. The voyeurs around us and him fucking me on my knees had aroused me to dizzying heights. The whole act was dirty and exciting and thrilling.So good, so good, I cried, echoing his thoughts. Dont stop, dont stop, dont oh.Tal k about irony.The trick Id used on Bryce or Bruce or whatever his name was had worked here too. Only, I hadnt actually wanted it to end this time. Maybe this was Judes normal style short and sweet and not actually my doing. Regardless, it was done, and I hadnt even come. Damn it.But Id gotten my energy fix, a founder of life and wonder that had exploded into me with his orgasm. Ecstasy or no, hed felt a pang of guilt at the last minute, regret over this continued zest to cheat on his wife. That guilt had been a bonus for me. Sin was subjective, and often, the magnitude of a sin was in the eye of the beholder. Id gotten him to sin which Hell always liked and gave me bonus points for and Id cracked his morals, giving me more energy than I would have stolen if he were completely corrupt. I felt that life reinvigorate my essence, fueling my immortality and ability to shape-shift.He pulled out. I stood up from the chair, catching his hand as he started to stagger. A few people whis tled and clapped.Jude wore a look of wonder and exhaustion. I pass him his pants.Wow, he gasped. That waswow.Yeah, I said with a grin. I know.