Soul Tied to the Incubus King [Book I]

Thank You For Still Being Mine

--Miccoli POV—

"Thanks for helping me with this, I know it was short notice, but this one has a thing for multiple men." Ramsey mind-links me. "She is a giver," I respond, absorbing the energy from the brunette's orgasm. I stick my tongue deeper in her ass. She groans but is muffled by Ramsey strokes inside her mouth. He bites on her c******s, smiling in victory at me when her p***y responds by getting wetter. We continue to tag team her, alternating from inserting fingers to tongues, relishing in the power of her climax. We shift, positioning her between us, and enter simultaneously, causing her to orgasm immediately. I mind-link Ramsey again.

"Is this the waitress?"

"Yes"

"Impressive" I respond. She did have a certain charm to her, and her orgasms were powerful, but they were nothing in comparison to Cassidy.

Cassidy

I had been trying to avoid thinking of her, especially during moments like this, but I couldn't help it. Ever since I felt the power of her orgasm, nobody had been able to compare to her. It was more than that though, she was smart, funny, and kept me on my toes. I often replayed the moment she told me that she preferred my true form versus the human mask. It did something to my heart every time.

You disgust her

I scold myself. That was the other part I couldn't get out of my head. As much as I wanted to say that it didn't bother me..it did. I hated that she thought of me that way when I thought nothing of but good things about her. We didn't leave things on good terms, with the conversation on repeat in my mind, in particular, the hurt expression on her face when I brought up her wanted me to penetrate her. How I wish I could take that back. I was wrong. Sometimes my anger gets the best of me, but it should never have with her.

"Where is your mind?" Ramsey's voice infiltrates my thoughts. I sink my teeth into the waitress's neck, and she climaxes again.

"Nowhere."

"You're thinking of her."

Ramsey never said Cassidy's name. He hated her, which I felt had less to do with her and more to do with the change she caused in me. "Can you at least focus on the sake of a feeding?" He groans, annoyed. "She likes to be filled, and I intend on draining as much energy from her as I can without killing her." Ramsey grabs the brunette's throat forcing her to lock eyes with him. "Fill her with me." He links to me before shooting his seed in her.

"You know that a limitation for me."

"It wasn't always."

"Ramsey.." I almost growl forcing him to push the concubine's head aside to face me. Climaxing was something that Incubus control, and required a slight energy exchange between us and concubines. Some Incubus felt no way about it, including me at one point, until I met my wife. She taught me that energy is sacred, while I may need theirs to survive, I should still value mine. Since her, I never gave any of mine to anyone else. Moreover, I certainly wouldn't give it to one of Ramsey's many conquests. If I was to give it to anyone it would be-pain immediately shoots through my stomach and I lay my head into the brunette's back, pulling myself out. I could barely breathe and I grip the sheets on the bed to steady myself.

"Pain...she's in so much pain." I curse into the bed.

"Miccoli" I hear Ramsey's voice in my mind. It drips with fear as he watches me continue to contort in pain.

"She's summoning me, but not like before...Something...something is very wrong."

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--Cassidy POV--

*Two hours earlier*

Beth stood at my door completely disheveled. Her hair which usually shined whenever it hit the light, lifelessly clung to her in a greasy unwashed mess. Her eyes were as red as blood, and her face looked aged. She clutched her purse close to her chest, not addressing the tears that fell from her eyes.

"How long has this been going on?" I hear her ask me, but I can't respond. I wasn't prepared for this. Not prepared to defend myself knowing that there was a low chance that she would believe me. My mouth opens, but my throat is dry, and before I realize it I feel myself crying. I want to beg her for forgiveness. Beg her to please stay my friend..how I needed one more than anything right now.

"Beth" my voice sounds foreign to me.

"It's not what you think."

"Cassidy...I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry I didn't see it. I'm so sorry he tried to-" Beth was almost hysterical at this point. She lunges forward as if she is going to hug me, and then stops.

"If I would have been more alert...if I would have been a better friend." I reach out and grab Beth embracing her, crying harder in her arms. I felt my body begin to convulse, and Beth rubs my hair to calm me. Finally, someone knew. Knew the pain I endured and the horror that plagued me every night since it occurred. "I thought you would think I wanted it. That I be-betrayed you." I mutter, and Beth forces me to face her. "I saw your face Cassidy, I knew immediately when I saw your face." She says to me, and I hug her once more. It was that moment I realized how much I truly valued my friendship with Beth. For her to not only see the monster her husband is but to console me, to take my side, that took a type of bravery I had always admired in her. I look at her and weakly smile. "Thank you for still being my friend," I say. A tear drops from her eye. "Thank you for still being mine." She replies.