Soul Tied to the Incubus King [Book I]

Something Wicked

*A few hours earlier*

--MICCOLI POV--

"AHHH DON'T STOP, PLEASE DON'T STOP" the red-haired concubine screamed to me as I continued to deeply and roughly stroke inside her ass. I insert my tail into her throbbing p***y causing her to climax immediately. She was on her third one, two more and she will die. I knew it, and I wanted it. I was angry and unfortunately for her, she was on the receiving end of my torture. "OH GOD OH GOD." She moaned, and I could tell she was about to climax again. I wrap her long red hair around my hand, tugging it making her head snap back forcing her to lock eyes with mine. "Not God...something else...something wicked." An evil thought suddenly crosses my mind. I remove my hand from her hair and replace it on her neck, drawing my claws and digging them into her flesh. "Your...Your..Eyes...they're red." She stammers before climaxing again. Power seeps through me, igniting a flame that I suppressed for years.

"You have to stop"

I hear Ramsey mentally plead with me. "Get out of my head." I respond.

"You're gonna kill her"

"I know" I mumble out loud. I need to feel better, and if she has to die for it to happen, so be it. I clench my teeth, and stroke harder trying my best to resolve myself of the anger inside me.

"Miccoli, you have to stop. Whatever the problem is, come talk to me about it, but don't throw away all your hard work."

I roll my eyes. I don't want to admit it, but he's right. I can't forget my promise of redemption.

"I'M ABOUT TO C-" I pull out and push the redhead on the floor. She looks at me with surprise. "Why..Why did you stop?" She questioned. "Be glad that I did. Sleep well," I say to her before exiting her dreams.

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Images of Cassidy float into my head and I feel my blood boil all over again.

Why the f**k would she do that for him? The bastard didn't deserve it.

I slam my fist onto the bar top causing some humans to stare at me.

HOW THE f**k COULD HE TOUCH HER!

I wanted to rip his f*****g head off. My thoughts drift back to her bedroom. Seeing Cassidy dressed in that latex made me want to reveal myself and take her then and there. But then HE came. Anger seeped through me as I watched him touch, kiss, and enter her. I felt my heart sank. I'd never been the jealous type with any of my concubines, but Cassidy was different. I didn't want him or anyone touching her that wasn't me.

I need to get out of here before I kill him

I vanished in the shadows unable to continue to watch them make love. I walked around for a bit unable to shake the anger that was growing inside of me. Looking up, I saw an interesting little redhead through her window getting ready for bed. That was how I ended up in her dream, how I almost killed her, and why I'm now masked in human form at this bar...and it was all her fault. Why does she affect me so much? I felt my blood starting to boil again. "Whatever reason you have for me being here, at this hour, it had better be good." Ramsey says while taking a seat. Ramsey was one of my closest friends, and second in command of my kingdom. When I was banished by the Elders, my request that Ramsey steps into my role had to be honored, much to their dismay, He has done an excellent job keeping the kingdom running and is most loyal to helping me return. I turn and face him and he immediately frowns. "You need to calm down, your anger is showing through." He whispers pointing to my eyes. I take a deep breath and force myself to calm down. "Wanna talk about it?" Ramsey asks while taking a sip of one of the drinks I ordered for us. I sigh. "It's one of my concubines, she's married." "Okay?" " HE'S A PIECE OF SHIT." I yell taking Ramsey back a little. "Again,...okay? Who cares about what happens in a concubines life outside of the symbiotic exchange."

I did. I cared, and that was what was bothering me the most. Why did I care? "Besides..it's not like you want to BE with her or something." Ramsey says while chuckling. I don't respond. Is that what I want? I haven't thought about relationships or anything of that nature since my wife. Not to mention dark Supernaturals and human relationships are forbidden. Still, there was something about her. Something that I wanted. "RIGHT?" Ramsey says a little louder shaking my shoulder. "I-" The statement is interrupted by a sharp pain in my stomach. I double over, unable to breathe. The sharp pain hits again, and I feel like I'm about to pass out.

No...this can't be happening.

Ramsey holds my shoulders. "Miccoli! What's wrong?" I know what's happening, but I don't want to answer. It makes no sense. The sharp pain hits me again and I groan in pain. "I-I'm being summoned..by her." I grimace out. Ramsey's eyes widen at the realization. "That's impossible! Humans being able to summon an Incubus is extremely rare, and none has ever been able to summon the king." The pain shoots through me again. "Well...she's doing it." "But it makes no sense! Nobody has been able to summon you since-" His words dragged off. "Since my wife." I finish the sentence for him. He was right. Nobody has ever been able to summon me since her. Pain radiates through my stomach again, and I force myself to stand. "I have to go." I manage to Ramsey before heading to the back of the bar.

Once I'm outside, I hear her. "I wish he was here" and immediately another pain shoots through me. I unmask, vanish, and find myself in the darkness of what looks to be an office. A small amount of light flickers from a computer, and I'm finally able to see her...Cassidy. Her beautiful legs drape the desk and I hear a soft buzzing. She grinds her hips with her eyes closed and a small moan escapes her lips. She's masturbating...while thinking of me. Electricity hits me and I feel myself get excited watching her. I step forward, leaning over her, and take her left breast into my hand. "I knew you would come." She says to me. "Let me help you with that," I respond while taking the toy.

I suck softly on her neck, making sure not to mark her again. She relaxes against me continuing to grind her hips against the toy. "I'm about to cum." She says softly as her legs begin to shake. Power shoots through me, and I feel insatiable. One orgasm from her has the effect of 10 from other women. I turn off the toy, replacing it with my fingers. She slowly begins grinding against it. "Tell me your name." She asks, and I can't help but be caught off guard. She never asked me that before...we don't do much talking. "Miccoli," I tell her. "Miccoolli" she moans out before climaxing again. She pulls my finger from inside of her and puts it in her mouth. I'm at a loss for words. When did Cassidy become so brave? She stands up and grabs my hand leading to me another part of the desk. Hopping on it, she positions me between her legs and grinds her wet p***y on my pants. I groan. She's driving me crazy. "You've never kissed me. Is it that you don't want to?" She asks looking me in my eyes. "I do. but the fangs may bother a bit. I can turn myself into my much more suitable human form if you prefer." She laughs. "No, I like you just like this. Besides I trust that you won't hurt me." My heart feels funny at her saying that. She likes me as I am? She trusts me? She runs her hands up my chest connecting them behind my neck. She pulls me to her and lightly plants a kiss on my lips. Electricity flows through us again. She bites my bottom lip and parts them slightly. I can't hold back any longer. I kiss her gently at first, and then deeper. I taste the liquor on her tongue mixed with that on mine and it becomes clear what is happening. She's been drinking. She moans against my lips exciting me and then puts her hands on the rim of my pants. "You've also never given me this." She says slowly unbuttoning my jeans. "Little One." I say to her in an authoritative tone. "Oh, that''s right. I remember how the dream goes." She flutters her eyelashes at me. "Miccoli, I give you permission."