Being Familiar with a Witch
Tina doesn't know she's a witch. It will take Charun, her demon Familiar, to convince her to make love with him and let loose her witch powers. For if she doesn't, then with the demon army about to bring Armageddon to the Mortal Realm on Halloween, she won't stand a chance in Hell.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Lords shouldn’t leave their ladies unattended and waiting for me. It makes the game entirely too easy. But, I’m glad for the human males warring all the time.
Charun Adramelch grinned as he teleported, naked, into the bedchamber of the sleeping wife of one of the many lords of the Romanian leader, Vlad the Impaler. She had been without her husband for six months now, due to the ongoing war between the Romanians and the Turks. Thank the Evil One for Vlad’s impatience to kill the Turks. That made it so easy for Charun to enter the bedchambers of anxious, horny wives. Without their husbands and lovers to scratch their itches, Charun and his Incubus brethren proved eager to do the loving the mortal women missed.
He sniffed the air, catching the fragrance of her sex. So delicious. Yes, definitely ready to be fucked. Another soul ripe for plucking, just like forbidden fruit from a tree.
He licked his lips and his cock twitched. It jutted out, the head glistening with precum. He stamped on clawed feet. The woman rolled over in bed, restless. The fur that covered her lowered to expose plump breasts and nipples hard as pebbles. Charun growled in anticipation. He knew what made her that way, for he could see into her dreams. She dreamed of her husband, who stalked her with erotic purpose. Dreamed of the first time he took her. The human male was tall and swarthy, with long dark hair streaked with gray. The man’s eyes gleamed with lust as he bent his naked wife over and inserted his organ into her tight, wet hole.
Charun reached down to touch himself, his claw-tipped thumb pricking the velvet-hard flesh. It grew harder and longer, if that could be possible. Being an Incubus, that was very much possible. He loved watching sex-drenched dreams of mortals. Humans thought Incubi and Succubi were the real reason behind their lustful, nasty nightmares. Truth was, humans didn’t need the prodding of demons. Humans did it pretty well on their own. But, it was still fun for an Incubus to help speed things along, especially since he could be the star in this oversexed female’s dreams.
Charun grinned. The sexy dream this woman was having made him want to take her now, hard and fast.
“Bela,” she called out, throwing off the furs that had kept her warm.
A different kind of heat warmed her. The flush of her need deepened the color of her flesh and she parted her legs wide, revealing the promise of moist delight from within. The blast of it sent its vibrations over to him. His penis hardened even more in anticipation. It twitched like a living thing, as eager for pussy as he was. His magic washed over Charun and he shifted forms, becoming her husband. His grin widened. More beads of precum coated the head of his organ.
He could almost taste her pussy cream. Her arousal wafted to his nostrils, and he licked his lips again as he moved forward.
He ran right into the outstretched hand of Jacokb, head of the demon Familiars. Taller but slimmer than Charun, he was in a handsome human male form and dressed in a blue tunic that reached his booted ankles. Long, blond hair fell past his shoulders, and he had pale blue eyes. The Familiar leader stuck his chin out and stared hard at Charun. He lowered the hand down to his side when he realized that Charun wasn’t going any further.
Charun flared his nostrils as he peeped over Jacokb’s shoulder to look at the sleeping woman. He knew that the Familiar could see the fire of lust blazing in his eyes.
“Let me go, Jacokb,” he said with a growl.
“Time to take you away from temptation, Incubus.”
One moment they stood in the bedchamber, the next Charun found himself in a room, far down in the bowels of Hell. Decorated with tasteful furniture and artwork on the walls, it was opulent in it splendor.
Jacokb motioned with a hand to a chair in front of a large desk. Charun thumped down in it and, sweeping his gaze down at his body, saw he was a demon once more and no longer aroused, his cock flaccid. Grumpy and staring at Jacokb, he saw the Familiar in demon shape, too. Still dressed in that damn tunic. Was the sissy demon afraid to show his naked self to an Incubus, thinking maybe Charun would jump his bones? Not that that wasn’t a bad idea. No, he didn’t have the taste for a male today. Not with the aroused scent of the human female still in his nostrils. Or, maybe Jacokb thought his rod wouldn’t measure up to an Incubus’s.
Charun grimaced. He didn’t want to be here, he wanted to be with that female and feeling the lust again. What the hell did the damn Familiar want with him?
Sitting down behind the desk, his clawed hands clasped together, Jacokb said, “I am offering you a proposal.”
This couldn’t be good.
Charun narrowed his eyes. “What kind of proposal?”
“To join the Familiar ranks. Leave the Incubus life.”
Charun snorted. “Give up lots of sex given freely to me? By both females and males in the mortal realm? Not likely.” He turned away and crossed one leg over the other.
Stupid, asexual Familiar.
“Oh, I think you would give up all for a chance at this mortal.”
Jacokb waved his hand and a rectangle of smoke appeared, swirling in front of Charun’s eyes. It parted, revealing the lovely oval-shaped face of a mortal woman. She had lovely blonde hair, long and soft, and eyes as green as springtime grass. Charun’s cock grew harder and longer than ever in his immortality just by looking at her face. He had never felt as excited before, even as a sexually experienced Incubus. The need to fuck worsened. It filled his body like a pain that ached so terribly, and for the first time he knew what dying was. He whipped around and dug his claws into the desk, scarring the wood. He stood partially.
“I want her,” he growled. “Now.”