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  I leaned in closer and whispered in his ear. "You should feel my pussy."

  The semi-visible cock covered by his tan trousers throbbed against the fabric. He liked that idea. A lot. "Let's get your furniture moved first."

  "I lied. The furniture is fine where is."

  "You lied? Why?"

  "Because I wanted you."

  "I'm good with that." He grinned.

  I knelt on the ground and turned him to me, reaching out and unzipping his pants. "So, you won't mind if I do this?"

  "No. I'm pretty sure I'll like it."

  He was hard enough to make it difficult to fish him out through the opening in his pants. And long enough it made it even more difficult, but I loved a fucking challenge. It was the first cock I'd seen in the flesh, so to speak, in a very long time. I stroked its velvety hardness and practically drooled at the lust pouring from him. Without batting an eye, I enveloped the tip with my lips and hummed in happiness. He swelled even harder, the taste of precum dancing on my tongue.

  "Kara…"

  "Mmmhmmm?"

  "It's been a while. I'm just warning you."

  I sucked him all the way in, letting the velvety smoothness of his tip guide him into my throat. When my nose was nestled against his pants, I slowly pulled him back out and began pumping him with my fist. He shuddered as his cock drooled. He wasn't the only one, either. The romper I'd put on right before he got there was positively soaked between my legs. My pussy wanted him almost as much as I did.

  "Kara…" He groaned my name more than spoke it, and I felt him throbbing against my tongue. I pulled all but the tip of him out of my mouth and stroked him one handed, suckling on his head like a candy.

  The first spurt hit me in the back of my throat as his lust burst into me harder than his cum. I reached down with the hand I'd been steadying myself against his leg with and slipped it up under the loose part of my romper and slid a finger inside me, burying it deep and hitting the spot. I shuddered as he climaxed and moaned against his cock.

  The second surge poured out of him like liquid fire, salty and sweet, coating my tongue. The third and fourth were quick spurts that I swallowed with the rest of them. Then he began to shudder as I tried to suck more out of him. He screamed my name and came one more time, thick and heavy. I pulled him from my mouth and stood, showing him the treat he'd given me before swallowing it down.

  "Holy fuck. Holy fuck."

  I had fed so well. Rubbing my hands over my breasts and belly, I let the warm fuzzy feelings wash over me.

  "Mmm. Did you like that?" I straddled his legs and kissed him. He didn't shy away from his taste in my mouth, our tongues dancing against each other, slippery and hot. I reached down and grabbed him, not as hard as he was, but still firm, and rubbed him against my soft cotton covered mound.

  "That was incredible," he answered lazily.

  "Want to have your dessert before lunch?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

  He stood, easily lifting me with his arms and setting me down on the counter. The mugs slid as he pushed my ass back and tugged at the front of my jumper. "You should have worn something with a little easier access," he chided, and sat back down on the stool, scooting closer.

  Luckily, the outfit was loose enough for him to grab the crotch and move it to the side of my swollen lips.

  "So, fucking wet," he said, mesmerized as he stared. He leaned forward and scooped his tongue into my hole, ladling my wetness into his mouth and groaning at the taste. "So fucking sweet," he added, and dove in for another taste.

  I leaned back on the island, propping myself up on my elbows to watch him as he ate me. One hand held my romper out of the way, the other he used to part my lips with two fingers and pull back the hood with a third. He kissed my opening, letting his tongue dip inside me again before travelling up the valley between my lips and lightly flicking my clit. Then his lips found it and gently sucked it between them, sliding his tongue from side to side over the very end of it inside his mouth.

  "Daniel, don't stop," I gasped out, grinding myself against his face. "You're going to make me come."

  "That's the plan," he whispered against my flesh, blowing air across my nub as he saw me shudder against his breath. Then he circled it with his tongue and opened his mouth, completely covering it, and using long swipes of his tongue to drive me insane. Shifting my weight to one of my arms, I reached down and grabbed a fistful of hair, pulling him against me harder as he assaulted my flesh with his mouth and tongue.

  I started panting and bucking in time with the swipes of his tongue. Then he slid lower and shoved his tongue inside me. "Daniel!" My thighs closed around him as I fucking came. He didn't let it end, either. While he fucked me with his magnificent tongue, he slid his finger over my clit and gently swished it from side to side as I gave up trying to hold myself up and dropped back as my legs spread, and I came again.

  "Did you like that?"

  I held up a finger, begging him to wait for my answer as the stars began to fade from my vision. He stood up and slid me off the counter to his lap, straddling him on the barstool as his lips found mine. While he kissed me, he reached behind me and lifted my ass, fingers sliding under my romper. When he lowered me, his cock nudged my entrance.

  "Kara…" He seemed to freeze.

  "Worried about getting me pregnant?"

  He nodded shyly. "And other things."

  Laughing, I whispered into his ear, "I can't get pregnant, and it's been over a year since I've been with anybody. Every last test I've ever had came back negative. I think you're safe."

  He blushed, hating to have to ask.

  "What about you?"

  "You're my first since the divorce, and ditto on the other stuff."

  I pulled myself onto him, driving his cock inside me.

  We stayed in that position for a few minutes, enjoying the kissing until I started to roll my hips. I was amazed he didn't slip right out of me. I was that wet and burning with the need for his seed. I wanted him to fill me. "Come in me," I whispered against his lips.

  "You want me to fill you?"

  "Yes."

  His head lowered, breaking the kiss as he pressed his forehead against mine. The hand under my jumper began pulling me against him harder and then slid down, his fingers grazing the point of our junction, collecting my wetness. Then they moved to my ass, fingers gliding over the rippled entrance. I was starting to pant when he pushed the tip of one in.

  "Unnnngh," I groaned against him. "Yes."

  "You like your ass played with?"

  I nodded, not trusting my voice.

  "Have you ever had a cock in there?"

  Again, I nodded, but whined the word, "Yes!"

  "Do you like it?"

  Again, just a nod.

  I felt his cock tighten inside me. We were both getting close again. "Can I fuck you in the ass sometime?"

  I pulled back and saw the want and need in his eyes. It made me smile as I sucked up some more of his lust. "Only if you promise to come in me when you do. Then I want you to fuck me some more, your slippery cock sliding in and out of my ass. Would you do that for me?"

  "Kara. There isn't much I wouldn't do for you."

  My lips found his, and I sucked his tongue into my mouth as another orgasm started, triggered by our fantasizing. I hoped he was up for the challenge. I wanted him to fill all of my holes.

  "Fuck," I moaned as I pulled away from the kiss. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck me. Harder. Come inside me, Daniel."

  "I am," he groaned as he started breathing heavy, his hips thrusting him against me as I rode him over the edge. He let out a groan of ecstasy as he erupted inside me. I put my legs around him and pulled myself forward, driving his cock even farther in as I came, too. When he finished emptying himself, I lay back against the counter, his cock still buried in me. I wasn't sure what was better, the fucking or my belly full of lust. That round had gone a long way in filling the tanks, but I was nowhere near full power. It was like eating a fu
ll course meal after starving for weeks.

  "That was fucking amazing. I swear you were milking me."

  I squeezed his cock with the muscles I'd spent years working out. I was waiting for the day when they introduced Kegels as an Olympic sport. His eyes widened in surprise. On the outside, succubae were completely human in appearance. On the inside…we were built a little differently, evolved for pleasure and feeding from lust. Human males never assumed we weren't human, just gifted. Unless our skin color changed, our wings and horns sprouted, and we were taking their life with the last of their energy and lust. We could literally fuck a human to death, much like a vampire could take a humans last remaining drops of blood.

  Personally, I didn't like shifting, and I'd never killed. But some succubae made it part of their regular feeding. That was a stupid way to get busted, and they didn't give the humans enough credit for their intelligence. It might appear that the human had a heart attack. But if enough of them had heart attacks with a woman matching the same description every time… They were bound to get caught.

  The sound of the front door opening and shutting got us up pretty quick. I slid off Daniel's cock, and he stood up, getting his cock back in his pants just as the kids walked into the kitchen. I slid my jumper over myself and prayed I wouldn't leak. To be safe, I turned on the sink and splashed a bit of water on myself. Multiple wet spots would be much better than one.

  "Hey, Mom." Karl stopped and looked at Daniel. "Hi?"

  "Hey, sport. I'm Daniel, your new neighbor."

  "Oh, hi!" He nodded and slung his backpack off and onto the floor.

  "Greetings, boy child. How was school? Where is your sister?"

  "Talking to some of her friends outside. Is there anything to eat?" He opened the fridge and frowned at the void. "I thought you were going to the store?"

  "I was unpacking and socializing."

  He sighed. "At least you found the coffee maker." Karl nodded at the only item that had actually made it out of a box. That, and the bedsheets that didn't get used.

  "You drink coffee?" Daniel asked, a little surprised.

  "No. But you try to be around my mother before she's had caffeine. She's a demon."

  I almost choked on my surprise until I figured out Karl was being figurative instead of literal.

  "How was school?"

  "Sucked. But Rynnie and I joined the soccer teams. That sounded kind of fun, since we didn't play last year. It was either that or lacrosse."

  "Did you walk home? I would have picked you up."

  "We were going to, but Karen picked us up, since she had to get Billy and Madison."

  "Those are her offspring?" She had mentioned them, but I wasn't really paying attention.

  "Yes, Mom. Those are her offspring."

  "That was nice of her. Do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?"

  "We get done with soccer practice at five."

  "Okay. Remind me in the morning."

  "I'll text you at 4:45, since you'll probably forget in between."

  "I would never…"

  "How many times, Mom?"

  I sighed, not wanting to continue an argument I was about to lose with my fifteen-year-old child. Succubae knew how to pick their battles. "A couple."

  "Seventeen. Last year."

  Daniel chuckled, and I shot him a warning glare. "You may not have noticed, but I'm a horrible mother."

  Karl shook his head, walked up to me and hugged me. "No, you're not. You're just kinda forgetful. A lot. Sometimes."

  "Thank you, offspring." I patted his head.

  The front door opened again and Ryn's voice echoed shrilly through the house. "Mom, there's some old guy out here that says the grass is three-eighths of an inch too long."

  "I am not old!"

  "And that would be Mr. Donaldson. Want to borrow my mower?" Daniel chuckled.

  "I'll hire a service tomorrow."

  "Don't. Wait until the spring. The weather's cooling down, so should the grass. I can take care of it until it snows."

  That came as something of a little shock. I wasn't expecting him to offer. It was kind of sweet. "You don't mind?"

  "Not at all. I was going to mow mine this weekend. I'll let Mr. Donaldson know on my way out."

  I walked over to him and gave him a small hug, nothing overtly sexual. I wasn't sure how the kids would respond to me dating. It seemed like a good idea to get their take on it before announcing it to them. "Thanks, Daniel."

  "My pleasure, Kara. Walk me out?"

  Nodding, I followed behind him, patting Ryn on the head as we walked by, and pulling the door shut behind me. "Dinner tomorrow?"

  "Wouldn't miss it. Pick you guys up at six?"

  "Guys?"

  "Aren't the kids coming with us?"

  "I was going to leave them at home and have them order pizza."

  "Oh. Okay. Then yes, I'll pick you up at six." He turned and faced me, looking at the window beside the door. "Okay to kiss you, or you want to talk to the kids first?"

  Sighing, I nodded. "Kids first. They're watching through the window, aren't they?" I could feel them behind me.

  "Yep."

  "Yes, I should probably tell them about you before we kiss in front of them. Or have dinner with them."

  "Then consider this a verbal kiss of my affection. Have fun at Karen and Rick’s." He chuckled and walked down the driveway to talk to the neighbor about the grass.

  "See you later, Daniel."

  He waved over his shoulder, and I found myself smiling at him, even though he couldn't see me. The door opened, and Ryn poked her head out.

  "New boyfriend?"

  "Huh?"

  "That guy. He's your boyfriend, isn't he?"

  I turned back and smiled again at Daniel, who was pointing at his yard to Mr. Donaldson. "You okay with that?"

  "Hell yeah. It's about time. I was gonna upload your pic to Tinder in another week."

  "What's a Tinder?" I turned around and motioned her back into the house.

  Chapter 5

  I hung up the phone with Ginger, and a smile plastered itself on my face.

  "That sounded serious." Daniel cocked an eyebrow at me.

  "It was," I answered and took a small bite of food. I was nearing my limit. Unlike vampires, Succubae could eat food, and we did draw a little nutrition from it, but we couldn't survive on it, even if we had to.

  "Gonna tell me about it?" Daniel teased.

  "After dinner," I said with a grin and motioned to his plate.

  Instead of reaching for his fork, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet covered box, setting it on the steakhouse table in front of me. "Happy Dinnerversary."

  "What? That's not even a thing."

  "It is now. Our fifth dinner out together. Figured that deserved something special."

  "Daniel!" I picked up the box and opened it, gasping. Ruby earrings glinted under the lights over our table. "They're beautiful."

  "You're kind of hard to shop for. I couldn't see you wearing diamonds, but for some reason the rubies seem to fit."

  "You shouldn't have!" I meant it. Human males tended to gift extraordinary things to succubae, and while I should have been expecting it, I felt guilty. A man looking for investors did not need to be buying ruby earrings.

  "Kara, the past two weeks have been incredible. I've had the time of my life, and I just wanted to say thank you."

  I sniffed and wiped my eyes. Yes, demons could get a little mushy. We weren't evil…most of the time. We just loved what we loved.

  I plucked out the hoops I had in my first holes and replaced them with his gift. "How do they look?"

  "Beautiful, just like the woman wearing them."

  Blushing, I got up, walked around the table, and kissed him. If he could be sweet, so could I. I sat back down and saw the time on my phone. "Shit. We need to hurry."

  He chuckled. "Don't let Karen scare you. Open house at the school isn't that big of a deal. You don't have to be there when it
starts."

  "I know. She just really wanted me to be there when it did. Hard to say no to her."

  "She can be a little pushy."

  "To say the least. But she means well. Unlike the other women in the neighborhood." I frowned. In the two weeks we'd lived there, the vast majority of them gave me dirty looks, outright sneers, and one finger.

  "It's not you, it's me."

  "Isn't that supposed to be my line?"

  "It better never be," he said with a chuckle. "No, when Samantha moved out with the kids, they were circling me like vultures. I may have let it out that you and I were dating to get them off my back… I'm sorry."

  I held up my hand. "No. I'm glad you did. Now I won't have to hide their bodies."

  "Awww. You do like me," he answered.

  "A little. Yeah." I smiled.

  "Can I get anything else for you?" The waiter kept looking down at my lap, trying to get a glimpse of the panties I wasn't wearing under my very short skirt. Unable to help myself, I spread my legs a little.

  "No, just the check please."

  There was an awkward moment of silence as the waiter ogled my not so private parts, mouth agape. I drank in some of his lust and topped off the meal. Daniel was trying hard to cover up his grin.

  "Right away, sir," the waiter finally said, shaking his head and wandering away.

  "You flashed him, didn't you?"

  "Would it bother you if I said yes?"

  "Not at all. That's kind of fucking hot." He chuckled. "Black panties?"

  "What panties?"

  He groaned and adjusted himself, giving him room to grow. I wiggled my eyebrows at him and took a sip of my wine. "You get another boyfriend yet?"

  I shook my head. "Nope. Haven't really been looking. Someone's been keeping me very sated lately."

  "It's a tough job…" He took another sip of wine and then got a serious expression on his face. "Kara?"

  "Yeah?"

  "Would you do me a favor?"

  "Don't get another boyfriend?" I had a feeling, even with his speech in my kitchen, that the topic might come up again, that he might change his mind. I struggled to hide the sudden disappointment I felt.

  "No," he said softly. "Honestly, the thought of you being with other guys…kind of excites me. Am I sick?"