Her Incubus Master (The Children of Lilith) (12 page)

Katie arrived at Amanda's house a half-hour later. She was
wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans, but with her nice Coupe de Foudre lingerie
underneath.

The walk, short as it was, gave her enough time to start
doubting her initial impulse to agree to Andras' request. Was she
really
about to have sex with her lover and her best friend, at the same time?

And would she ever be able to look Amanda in the eye again,
afterwards? Or would things get weird between them, and
bye-bye friendship?

Katie's steps slowed as she approached the beautiful
Victorian home. For an instant, she considered turning around and running away,
but a tall shape looming behind the lace curtains in the bay window let her
know she had been spotted.

Andras practically ripped open the front door as she trudged
up the steps to the porch.

He seized her in a fierce embrace. "Thank you for
coming, Katie," he said, fervently, as his arms tightened around her with
painful strength.

She managed an "Oof!" before he loosened his grip
on her.

"Sorry," he murmured, pulling her inside the
house. "I don't usually forget myself like that."

Then he pressed her up against the nearest wall and kissed
her hard and very thoroughly.

Under the relentless, sensual assault of his lips, Katie
forgot her mission to save Amanda, forgot her reservations about agreeing to
his request, forgot everything but the feel of his mouth moving against hers,
and his deliciously-wandering hands.

She made a sound of protest when he stopped kissing her, and
stepped back. Her face felt flushed, and desire throbbed between her legs like
a second pulse.

Andras studied her for a long moment, those gorgeous green
eyes of his boring into her.

"I'm asking you to take a risk," he began.
"It's a small risk, but still...:

Katie's brain lurched reluctantly into gear. "What kind
of risk?"

"You've already allowed us to feed on you twice in
these past twenty-four hours," Andras said. "What I'm asking you to
do now is more than that. Would you be willing to allow yourself to be temporarily
drained to revive Amanda?"

Katie said carefully, "I want to help, you know I do.
But I don't know what
drained
means. What would you do to me?"

"Anything you wanted. Maybe a few things you haven't
dared to want." Andras gave her one of his slow, sexy smiles, and she felt
the heat go up another few degrees. "I—
we
—will make love to you
until you literally can't take any more."

"Will that kill me?"
Could
she back out
now, if she didn't like the answer?

Would he let her go?

"Kill you? No!" Andras sounded genuinely
horrified. "No, if you do this thing, you will likely be completely exhausted
for three days or so. You'll just want to sleep. You'll wake up from time to
time, ravenous, and then go right back to sleep once you've eaten something."
He paused, and touched her cheek gently. "I'll stay with you, and take
care of you. And I promise you that there won't be any lasting damage from just
this one time."

Katie considered his answer. "Is avoiding lasting
damage the reason we don't see each other every night?"

He smiled wryly. "Yes. I find it easier to resist
temptation if I'm physically separated from you."

Wow
, Katie thought.
No one's ever found me
irresistible before
. "Okay. That doesn't sound too bad."

"I think you'll enjoy it. And you don't know how much this
means to me." He kissed her again, his mouth gentle and lingering this
time. "Come upstairs, love. Amanda is waiting for us."

* * *

"Oh my God," Katie said, staring down at the bed.
It wasn't just that Amanda had reverted to her alien appearance. It was that
she looked half-dead. "You look
awful
."

Amanda gave a whispery chuckle. "Just what every
succubus wants to hear."

She smiled, stretching chapped lips to reveal pointed white
teeth, and Katie realized that she had never seen her friend without lipstick
or tinted lip gloss before.

Amanda turned her head to look at Andras, who was hovering
at Katie's shoulder. "Help me up, brother. I want to do this right."

He moved around, and sliding his arm under Amanda's
shoulders, gently raised her to a sitting position, then propped her in place
with pillows.

Amanda patted the mattress. "Please sit down,
Katie."

Katie obeyed, and felt Amanda's cold hand slide into hers.
"Mmmm, you're like sunshine, Katie. So warm..."

The green eyes closed briefly, as if Amanda were gathering
her strength. Then she continued, "First, I want to apologize for my
actions yesterday. I invited you over under false pretenses, and fed on you without
your consent. I am truly sorry for that, and for any trouble I caused between
you and my brother. That was not my intention. I was just so hungry."

"It's okay," Katie said, hastily. "Look, it's
not like I said
no
when we, uh, started making out. And things just kind
of progressed from there..."

Her face grew hot, and she was acutely aware of Andras,
looming over the two of them like a dark angel.

"Nevertheless," breathed Amanda. "I'd like to
formally ask your permission this time. Katie, may feed from you?"

Katie squeezed her friend's icy hand. "Yes, of course,
if it'll help you. It's just—I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do."

"Just enjoy yourself," Amanda told her. "I
can see that Andras has already started warming you up. If you're willing to
push your boundaries a little, I'm sure we can give you a memorable and
satisfying experience."

Andras sat down behind Katie, and she felt his arms slide
around her. His lips brushed the back of her neck, raising pleasant shivers, as
he spoke. "Just hold Amanda's hand for now. I'll do all of the work until
she's regained enough strength to participate."

What followed was the strangest—and hottest—make-out session
Katie had ever participated in. At first, it was just Andras kissing her, his
lips teasing all of the sensitive spots on her neck, her ears, while his hands
slid under her t-shirt and eased it over her head.

Bit by bit, her jeans and fancy underwear followed, as her
internal temperature rose under his skilled touch.

Katie quickly lost track of time, but at some point, she
found herself naked and stretched out on the bed, pleasantly sandwiched between
Amanda and Andras.

Amanda, who had perked up a bit, was kissing her with slow
relish and a lot of tongue, while Andras devoted himself to Katie's breasts.
Katie gasped with pleasure and arched as she felt his sharp teeth teasing her
nipples. In response, cool fingers slid between her thighs and began to play
with her clit.

That went on for a while, as Katie gasped and squirmed in
response to the tantalizing sensations. Then there were two sets of mouths
fastened to her breasts, and another hand between her legs. Two sets of fingers
alternately caressed and teased and penetrated her, sending her into a roaring
state of arousal.

Katie did her best to return the favor with caresses of her
own, but her senses were reeling under the skilled assault, and she was quickly
reduced to simply clutching at them, stroking arms and torsos and breasts at
random.

"I don't want her to climax yet," Andras said at
one point, and Katie heard herself whimper in protest.

"Say you'll obey me for this afternoon, Katie,"
Amanda purred. "I'm sure my brother will let me take charge, as a special
treat...won't you Andras? She's so much fun to play with, and that aura of
hers! I could bathe in it all day!"

"If Katie agrees, I have no objection," Andras
said, lazily tracing a spiral around Katie's belly button. He was still wearing
his jeans, but Katie felt the hard pressure of his erection against her hip.

"It's okay with me," Katie said, her head spinning
and every nerve in her body crying out for more.

Amanda's hands, cool but no longer icy-cold, skimmed over
Katie's breasts before her fingers seized Katie's nipples and administered hard
pinches that sparked with sharp pleasure.

Katie moaned, and lifted her chest, silently begging for
more. Amanda cupped her breasts, her thumbs rubbing over the areolas.
"Have you ever worn clamps, Katie? I think you'd really enjoy them."

"No," Katie managed.

"Unbelievable." Amanda clucked her tongue at her
brother in mock reproof. "What
were
you thinking, Andras, to
deprive her like that? She's going to
love
them."

He abruptly stopped what he was doing, and Katie tried to
grind herself against his suddenly-still fingers. "This might be a good
time to discuss limits and safe words, since you're obviously feeling somewhat
restored, Amanda."

The redhead nodded. "Yes, I think I'm ready to see what
our sweet Katie is capable of." She touched Katie's cheek, and ran her
thumb along Katie's bottom lip. "What do you say? Are you ready to take
this to the next level?"

"O-okay," Katie managed. "No whips, please?
Not into pain..."

Amanda nodded. "All right, no pain-play. And I'll ask
you before introducing each new toy. You can say no, and I'll respect that. Now,
how do you feel about restraints?"

She questioned Katie at some length.

Katie answered each question as honestly as she could, but
felt like a blushing virgin by the time Amanda wrapped things up.

She'd
thought
she had some sexual experience under her
belt, especially after dating Andras, but Amanda managed to ask about things
that Katie had only read about, and an embarrassing number of her answers were,
"I don't know."

Her honesty was rewarded with long kisses, first from
Amanda, and then Andras.

Then Amanda climbed out of the bed, gloriously nude, her
wings arching proudly behind her shoulders. Though she still looked really
fatigued, she looked a heck of a lot better than when Katie had first laid eyes
on her.

"Come on, Katie," she said cheerfully. "I
want to tie you up and play with you."

As Katie left the bed, Amanda and opened the door to a
large, antique-looking wardrobe, and rummaged in its depths.

In short order, and with Andras' enthusiastic cooperation,
Katie found her wrists bound in a pair of soft padded cuffs connected to a
thick length of rope, her arms stretched above her head until she stood on
tip-toes, practically suspended from a sturdy hook conveniently fastened to a
ceiling beam.

The two winged siblings circled her slowly like sharks, and
Katie pulled at her restraints, liking the feeling of being terribly exposed
and vulnerable. She'd enjoyed the make-out session, but Amanda's questions
about toys and limits had set her quivering with anticipation.

Cool fingers trailed over her skin, and Katie felt the soft
brush of feathers against her back. "I can't believe you've never worn
clamps before," Amanda murmured.

"Stop acting as if not using your preferred toys was a
shortcoming," Andras gently chided his sister. He stopped in front of
Katie, and played roughly with her nipples until they stiffened, and she was
breathing hard.

She couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying being
completely helpless at their hands. She was so turned on right now, she'd let
them do just about anything to her as long as she got to come.

Amanda approached, holding a substantial silver chain.
"I guarantee that you're going to
love
these," she murmured in
a confidential tone as she took Katie's nipples in a firm grip between thumb
and forefinger.

Katie took a surprised breath as the first clamp seized her
with a fierce bite
just a shade past
pleasurable pain.
Then the second one fastened greedily on the tip of
her other breast, and Amanda released the heavy chain that connected them.

They felt amazing.
Like being sucked, pinched, and bitten, all at the same time. Katie moaned and
pulled against her restraints, and the sensation intensified as the chain
swayed, tugging on the clamps.

"Status
check?" Andras asked quietly, studying her with an intent gaze.

"Oh, wow!"
breathed Katie. "Uh, green."

"Told
you," Amanda said, smugly. "If you like that, you'll
really
like this next part."

She moved away briefly, and Katie felt Andras' large, warm
hands settle on her waist.

"Enjoying yourself?" He gently bit her neck,
pressing himself against her still-sensitive buttocks.

The hard bulge of his erection pressed against her through
his jeans, and Katie shuddered with anticipation, remembering her earlier
glimpse of his enormous cock."Oh God, yes," she managed.

"So am I," Amanda said, sinking to her knees in
front of Katie. She slid her hand behind Katie's  right knee.
"Upsy-daisy."

Andras, still holding Katie from behind, steadied her as
Amanda draped Katie's right leg over her shoulder, leaving Katie precariously
balanced on the toes of her left foot.

Katie jumped a little as the succubus's cool tongue touched
her, and licked every fold between her legs with tantalizing deliberation. Then
Amanda's greedy mouth fastened onto her clit and sucked fiercely.

Katie cried out at the intense stimulation and tried
futilely to squirm away, which only made the chain between her breasts sway and
tug on her clamps. Amanda was relentless, and Andras held Katie in place.

"Too much, oh God it feels like too much," Katie
whimpered.

"Status?" Andras asked immediately.

Katie tried to control her ragged breathing enough to reply
coherently. "G-green," she said, after a long moment of internal
debate.

"Good girl," Andras said. "You'll tell me if
you're getting close to climaxing." It was not a request.