Hell To Pay by Marc Cabot Page B

yours to give. And if you use love or magic to make someone else give up their soul, the theft will damn you as well. Two for the price of one. I used to love that. Now it just makes me... I don’t know. Maybe this is regret.”
    “I appreciate it, but no need to look so serious. One of the things I like best about you is that you’re always ready to find the humor in things.”
    “You didn’t think it was funny when we went to the Louvre and I was laughing at all the Dor é paintings.”
    “Actually, I did, but it wasn’t appropriate.” He adopted a ridiculous French accent. “ Zerious arteests vere trying to woork. ”
    She slid up his body slowly, her happy smile returning, with a more wicked edge. “I’ll show you artistry.” She began kissing and licking at him, still working towards his face. When she reached it she gave him a kiss that started to undo what the blowjob had done. His hands began to roam over her naked body.
    No morning breath for succubi , he thought randomly. Not a thing one thinks about, but it’s a nice feature.
    Then thought became impossible as she slipped one leg over him and slid his rapidly hardening cock into her tight little pussy. She let out that little oooooh of satisfaction that she always made when she felt something inside her. Then she started to flex.
    Unlike a mortal woman, Lily could put her pussy on automatic. She pushed herself up languorously and drew her knees forward, letting his cock slip slowly all the way into her. The whole time she methodically squeezed along the length of her cunt, the feeling like a tight mouth moving up and down his shaft. He swelled inside her and started to writhe on the bed.
    “Oh... fuck... that’s amazing... ” he gasped. “Where... the fuck... has that been?” He was trying to pump up into her but the waves of pleasure going through him made it hard to hit the rhythm.
    She gave him one of her cat-with-cream looks. “A girl has to save something for the big finish. You like that, master?” As she said ‘master’ she gave an extra squeeze and he sucked air through his teeth. He was already fighting not to come. Lily ran her hands over Simon’s chest, then down his belly, making him twitch uncontrollably. This produced a scary-sexy laugh and he felt his cock getting painfully hard.
    “You just lie there. You paid for a year of service. Let me... serve .” She lightened up on the squeezing and let her hips grow still. “Still plenty of time. Enjoy the show.”
    Lily was good as her word. She instinctively kept him right on the edge but eased up every time he got close. In the meantime, she did almost every wicked, dirty thing he’d ever wished or wondered.
    Her hands, running over him, them up her perfect belly and playing with her breasts. Tugging and pulling at the dark nipples, throwing her head back in pain and ecstasy as she squeezed, moaning like a lioness in heat. Succubus milk dripped from them and she smeared it over his face. His tongue found notes of piercing sweetness, then spice, rich and dark.
    One hand flat against her stomach, moving down to caress her clit. The other around her back, so limber, so wanton, and a finger into her ass. Then another. Caressing him through her body as she came and came, screaming, saliva running down her chin and eyes rolled up into her head.
    Collapsing onto him, growling and panting, sweat and drool and her juices covering half his body. Her tongue, sliding over his skin, licking, caressing, the texture changing. She slipped down and sucked her fluids from his shaft, growling in the back of her throat. The vibrations were indescribable. Delicate fingers caressed his balls, nails sliding lightly over the tight skin.
    Then lower, her hands milking his wet cock as she slipped that impossible tongue into his ass. He was too far gone to do anything but moan and loosen his thighs. It wormed its way into him, hot and wet and pulsing. He screamed and she froze.
    Simon lay there, quivering.