Among Demons : Succubus Divine

Ch. 16 : To Find a Match

There is another cause for the dwindling number of Demons on Earth, a reason that no one could really control completely, unless they know a Succubus or Incubus. And that was the rare and fleeting fertility cycle of all Demons.

Unlike Humans who conceive without a problem, Demons have a slim window in which conception can happen. The reason for that is because both male and female Demons go through changes when they enter their fertility cycle, which lasts for a few days, depending on race. And every Demon goes through that cycle once or twice a year, if they’re lucky. Mixing between races makes such a cycle extremely unpredictable and sometimes extremely rare. Adding Humans into the mix only adds to the struggle too, which really says something about many Human-Demon couplings that manage to have children.

But thankfully there has been a method in which my race has helped others conceive outside of their natural fertility window: Pheromones.

Incubus/Succubus Pheromones are extremely potent and derive their power in the depths of intimacy and the core instinct to procreate. As a Succubus, I have all sorts of things I can do to cause endless kinds of pain and pleasure to a person with my Pheromones alone. But the main purpose and use of my race's Pheromones is to physically alter the fertility within people and guarantee that a child has been created, thereby, helping the Demon population increase. It is also because of our Pheromones that every Incubus/Succubus Demon has an endless fertility cycle.

So, simply speaking, we need to use protection at all times or we WILL conceive. No matter who our partner is and if a condom isn’t used, a high grade contraceptive pill or Sorcerer's potion afterwards, then a baby is guaranteed.

So it made sense that these two young Demons were selling Incubus Pheromones to help the Human-Demon couple have a child. But that also meant that I would need to help the Detective and pull the Pheromones out of his body before it starts affecting him. And the only way to do that was with physical closeness, since the Pheromones weren’t mine.

I looked over at the young couple and smiled, waving them forward and seeing their eyes change from disappointment to confusion.

“I’m sorry that you’ve been struggling to build your family.” I started, patting the bartender reassuringly before I continued. “But I can help you right now, if that’s ok with you?”

“You can?” The woman asked, carefully moving her lips as she spoke so she could hide her fangs before taking in a deep breath, making her ringed eyes glow faintly. “You’re a Succubus.”

I nodded, offering my hands to them both and smiling when they each placed one hand on mine. Closing my eyes for a moment, I used the sudden rush that had taken over me and quickly pooled a large mist of Pheromones over my hands. This instantly coated the hands I held and when I opened my eyes I smiled a little wider, seeing a glittering purple glow in both of their eyes, telling me that their bodies had absorbed a fair amount.

“The effects will kick in in a little over an hour.” I told them, releasing their hands and shaking off the lingering tingle that remained on my fingers. “It should last for two, hopefully three days. But my Pheromones will dissipate from you once you’ve conceived, so if it happens tonight the effects will be gone by morning.”

The woman blushed a bit and the man smiled, pulling his wife close before thanking me profusely.

The two young Demon bartenders thanked me as well, apologizing about the mix-up and offering me the money they made. I declined but gave them my number and name, telling them that I was happy to see Demons helping other Demons and offering to help out if more couples reached out to them.

Once that was all taken care of I turned back and slowly made my way to my companions, eyeing the Detective closely.

His steele eyes instantly focused on me and a deliciously warm shiver spilled over my body. My Demonic Core stirred once more, though not as strongly now since I had used up a decent amount of power on the earlier brunette slut and the couple.

Nyla reached me first, smiling and cheering about winning the game she and Danny had just finished. I hugged her tight and whispered slowly to her while the men looked around to find another game to play. She stiffened a bit as I explained the situation, but when she pulled back and looked over her shoulder at the Detective, she relaxed. Her head whipped back to me and she smiled widely, bursting into a fit of laughter that made the men behind her look confused again.

“Nyla…” I groaned, feeling the weight of the man’s steele gray eyes press on me as I stared at my friend.

“I’m sorry.” She huffed out, slowly stopping and straightening her body while I glared at her. “It’s just so funny how the world is working against you.” She giggled some more before looping her arm through mine, pulling me close. “And it’s a little obvious that you’re trying NOT to let your attraction show.”

I groaned some more and shook my head, shrugging her off before turning to face the men again.

“Just go be lovey-dovey with your man while I handle this.” I told her, seeing the overly amused smile that was plastered all over her face.

“Handle it, huh?” She muttered, bumping her hip to mine. “Yeah, you ‘handle it’ hun.” She looked over her shoulder at me with a smile as she walked away, wiggling her ass as she added, “Handle it GOOD.”

I swatted at her butt as she turned and got a weird look from Danny who tried to discreetly rub away my little smack on her behind. I simply smiled and waved as she tugged him away, feeling a swell of emotions freeze me in place.

Detective Marcus looked conflicted as we stood a few feet away, staring at the games around him while I slowly moved a bit closer.

“Detective, I’m not really sure how else to explain this…” I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, stopping just in front of him while his gaze searched me a little too deeply. “But a bit of a mix-up happened with your drink and you were mistakenly dosed with Incubus Pheromones.” His brows shot up and he glanced at the now empty glass still in his hand, looking a little alarmed. “It’s not harmful or dangerous but it will have some… intense s****l effects on your body.”

I felt my face begin to burn up which made my body stiffen. I had thought that I was safe to help him get rid of the Pheromones now that my power was partially used up. But with my mind now drifting past a simple kiss to help this man expel the foreign Pheromones, and my body reacting to my heated thoughts, I felt like I was barely holding on… again.

“So…” I cleared my throat, forcing my mind to think of anything else as I spoke. “If you have plans to take someone home I suggest doing it now before you start feeling the effects of the Pheromones.” I refused to look him in the eye as I said this, cursing myself for feeling the strange sting in my chest at my own words. “But, if you have no such plans… I can pull the Pheromones out without any trouble.”

Finally, I glanced up and felt my entire body clash with a mixture of panic and excitement, feeling so close to losing control while those tempting thoughts returned to me. His eyes were steady and held all kinds of curious emotions that occasionally revealed a glimpse of heat that spiked my own excitement. It even looked like he was struggling to speak or was taking much longer to form a sentence, his lips twitching a few times as the seconds ticked by.

“Detective?” I called out, swallowing hard when I realized how softly I’d spoken, wondering if he had even heard me over all the noise around us.

“Marcus.” He answered back, making me jump a bit. “We’re not at work and I would like it if you’d stop being so formal around me.”

I turned away for a moment, collecting myself before I placed a mask over my face, hoping to conceal my emotions.

“There’s a reason for that.” I answered, seeing confusion spread across his face. “But that’s besides the point.” I waved it off, hoping to focus on the current problem. “Would you like my help?”

He sighed, looking around and shaking his head as if to rid himself of more discomfort like he had many times throughout the night. When he looked successful in shaking off that pain he looked back at me, nodding softly with a faint smile that lit up his face and made my heart thump hard once more.

“What do I have to do?” He asked, taking a step closer to me.

“Just… close your eyes.” I told him, digging my nails into my palms to resist the urge to touch him. “It won’t last long and you won’t feel any discomfort either.” He raised a brow but I just shook my head before he could ask a question. “You might be shocked and want to push me away but I need to do it to pull all of the Pheromones out.” His confusion and apprehension only increased and I sighed, motioned for him to do as I asked. “I promise it means nothing and that I’ll make it quick.”

He nodded slowly again, shoving his hands into his pockets before closing his eyes.

Swallowing hard once again, I stepped closer and licked my lips, staring at his and hoping beyond all hope that I would be able to keep my body in check. I resisted the urge to place my hands on his chest as I leaned forward, feeling the heat from his body blur my thoughts and concentration. I sucked in a breath before I closed my own eyes and rose to my tiptoes to reach him, pressing my lips to his and feeling his body jolt in response.

A liquid warmth spread across my head, spilling down my back and arms before a heavy fog settled in my mind. I was vaguely aware that his arms were now around my waist and my hands were gripping the front of his shirt, but those things felt so distant to me. I was more focused on how it felt to be held by him. The sense of security that I had never fully felt with any man… at least, not like this. My chest tightened in a slightly painful and rushed way as well, something distant ringing in my head as the kiss stretched on. A soft moan escaped me at some point and my body further relaxed against his as he sighed.

It all felt incredible. As though something that had been long missing had been finally found. Like discovering a hidden treasure within someone that completed you, healed you and soothed your past pain. It was all consuming and nearly impossible to find words to describe it. So blissful and sweet, yet heady and filled with a burning desire that made me want more. It drowned me, burned me and caressed every inch of me. I nearly felt like flying and as though I were crashing down rapidly all at once. Yet, through all that rushing, blinding bliss, a part of me recognized this feeling and a weak pang of panic echoed somewhere in my mind.

Then a slight aching pulled me back into reality and my eyes bolted open, feeling the foreign Pheromones entering my body and causing this stinging throb that spilled into me, cutting into the heavy fog. My hands released his shirt and I pushed away from him, gasping when we broke apart.

My head spun with the final slivers of that fog while I stared blankly at him, the wheels slowly turning in my mind while I felt his eyes on me. It took me much too long to realize what this meant and my panic as well as the ghost of past pain rang out loudly as I backed away some more.

“I…I’m sorry…” I gasped out, struggling to breath once the dots connected. “I’m so sorry…” I turned away then, still feeling the effects of the kiss and stumbled my way towards the exit.

Disbelief filled my mind and I tried hard not to even think of the word, but it kept popping up as I walked.

A Match, he’s a Match… MY MATCH. My panicked mind thought, cursing itself for acknowledging it. I found my Match… why? Why now? And why him?

I didn’t hear him call out to me at all and I was grateful for that.

I couldn’t handle a conversation with him right now. Or with Nyla.

I needed to get away and fast.

I needed my brother.

Still gasping, I pulled out my phone as I reached my car, fighting the sting of tears that threatened to blur my vision.

“Dev!” He answered quickly, panting on the other end as I began to drive. “Are you ok? What’s wrong?”

I smiled a bit as he questioned me rapidly, picturing a half-asleep Nick sitting upright in bed with half his hair all messed up from sleep.

“Yeah.” I choked out, chuckling a little as a few tears escaped me. “I’m ok.”

The silence on his end lasted a long moment but I could hear him moving around and wondered what he was doing. Then, after hearing what I guessed to be doors opening and closing, he spoke again, sounding calmer and more awake but also pissed and ready for a fight.

“I’m coming over.”

That final sentence before the line went dead helped soothe my panic even more and I tossed my phone aside as I raced back to my apartment, wanting nothing more than the company of my only family.