I was whispering in Anne's right ear about what I had in my mind when I was in the shower, "Your nails clawed deep on my winged bareback. My hands are on the deep cleft of your hips, forcing your core still stuck with my length. And I imagine my penis penetrating your soft and wet folds over and over in and out. I took it deeper inside of you and you were screaming of pleasurable pain."
"Ahhh … Akrem …" she closed her eyes so tight but I could smell from her breath that she was aroused badly. But I didn't stop.
"The louder you moan the faster and deeper I sink my dick into you. As your nails clawed deeper scratches on my back that I was sure if I were mere human, it took a week for the scar to heal. But for me, I'll carry them for the next 2 days only. To remember, how good I made you, and how fulfilling you made me."
Then she whispered with the weakest voice like she was in desperate need.
"Oh, Prince Akrem. Enough already, love. Fuck me..."
So I kissed her on her forehead, her two shut eyes, the top of her button nose, a slight kiss on her cupid bow.
I didn't touch her lips because I knew as soon as I touched those, I couldn't stop, I'd fuck her so bad like I was going to force her to satisfy over and over until she forgot that the incubus ever laid its cement in her mouth.
She needed me to be sane now. I couldn't go crazy for her yet. So I asked,
"What did he do again?"
"He ... He ..." she continued.
"Tell me, Anne. Tell me, this is Akrem, your alpha, your protector. You're supposed to be my Luna. Not some incubus dishes. Tell me what he has done to you..."
"He sucked me dry. I didn't know what to do but I cried for your name, your help."
My hands were all over her, while I asked her to keep on saying what the incubus did, so I could reconstruct the same touch to reverse the effect and erase the mist he had on her. I teased her hard nipples from behind the thin fabrics of her lingerie, I made her folds wet with my left hand from under her lingerie.
"I heard you, Anne. I heard you. Why didn't you say 'No'?" I asked her while still teasing her.
"I don't know. I want you so bad. You were so far away. He has the same magnet as you." She was still whispering with closed eyes,
"Ah ya, 'Krem. Touch me like that ... This feels so good. This is different. This is what I've always wanted you to do to me. Go on, Krem, don't stop. Make me come ..."
"Tell me more, Anne, what do you see when you see him?"
She answered,
"I don't know what that is, but I felt like I saw you in him."
"Pheromones, 'Anne. That is pheromones. The second creature that can spread pheromones as strong as werewolves are only succubus. Daniel is a male succubus or an incubus."
While answering her, I was still teasing her left nipple with the tip of my forefinger, twisting it slowly with my middle finger, I pinched a little to make the top of her left tit grow even harder.
This was how I imagined I'd take care of her exploring her sensual feeling and physical pleasure.
"We had the same strong urges of physical intimacy. Among the supernatural, werewolves, vampires, and succubus or incubus are those who demand high and dark sexual activity."
My forefinger and my middle were in her folds now, stroking in and out till I found her so wet. My thumb was circulating her clit so she would produce more fluid. She needed to let out the mist of the incubus from her system. Later I'd have to make her come more than the incubus made her come.
I maybe would have to suck it dry as well from her inner core. Make sure nothing is left.
Thank Moon Goddess I was a werewolf that I didn't need to heal from the mist of incubus. We're the same gender so his mist doesn't apply to me.
"That's why I didn't mate with you, yet. Since I'm a virgin and it was easier for me to hold it, I want it for you to be as beautiful as waiting for our wedding night. But you need me now. I can see that incubus' mist on you. We need to take care of that …"
"How?" She asked desperately.
And I said, "this ..."
So I kissed her fiercely. And to my surprise, she was as fierce as mine as she bit my lower lip a bit.
Tongues twisting, I didn't know how my hands ended up grabbing her bottom cleft, making sure that her folds between her legs were on my hard manhood. Now, she was sitting on my lap while helping me take off my jacket. We were still kissing so fierce while she untied my black tie and unbuttoned my black shirt.
Now I was shirtless and she rubbed her hands on my firm bare chest, teasing my nipples with her long middle finger, then her hands moved lower reaching my belt and opening it, then unzipping it. I needed to let my pants loose.
My hands were still grabbing her bottom, squeezing them, and moving up and down to her back so I could keep her figure latched to my body. She moved both of her hands up to my shoulders and the back of my neck. Now her soft breasts and hard nipples were against my firm and chiseled chest. She tied both of her legs on my upper waist, guiding me on what to do next.
In synch, I stood up from her bed while lifting her still in the same position. I let the weight of her body be supported by both of my hands under her bottom. My pants fell to the floor and I stepped out of them leaving only my boxer with an exposed hard length on my body. I stepped across the room to the nearest couch.
-to be continued-