S and Murder (Hannah Graves Spin-off One)

Nine

Nine:

There was no slating the hunger I had for flesh. Megan lay on me exhausted from the night’s activities. She had pinned me to my own bed and pummeled my body in all the most addictive ways capable of human hands.

I rewarded her efforts with the human-appropriate level of pleasure and pain, as I cuffed her to my wall for the next two hours and I asserted my dominance inside her hot youthful body.

She was still tired, and completely drained when I woke at seven A.M. Unfortunately for me, the murder did not rest, and Sara’s murderer was gaining more distance from me with every lost moment. Part of me was frustrated as hell that I had been drug all over two cities on obligations yesterday. So little of my time was actually spent focused on Sara’s case. It’s not that I did not understand Ren’s point of view, I merely felt like all other matters should pale next to finding the actual killer.

“My day off, we don’t have to get up.”

Megan said in a groggy tone, and I leaned down and kissed her lips. I was still satisfied with my meal before arriving home. Megan had merely been worn out by my more than healthy s****l stamina. I am told succubus is great cardio if you’re daring enough to try out the ride.

“I know, but alas, I have a case to work on.”

She stroked her hands over my naked flesh, relishing the caress of my tender and perfect silky skin.

“I just want to lay here with you, forever.”

She said, and I leaned down and kissed her lips. My right hand ran up the length of her thick and gorgeous thighs, and her legs parted for me, inviting my crafty fingers as they danced along the tender hot wet folds of her. I thrust two digits inside her finding it well primed and her need established.

I savored how hot, and tight her delicate flesh was, as I pierced deeper into her. The resistance and the firm clenched inner core was slender, and bespoke how inexperienced her body was. She was almost a virgin when I first began feeding on her. She had a few very vanilla boyfriend experiences, but no one ever truly conquered her tight body. It sometimes takes a real woman to work herself deep inside a girl, to make her fully explore her s****l conquest. To revel in the depths of mutual defilement.

“Trust, if I could stay here all day, I would, but then you’d be too sore for me to repeat the performance tonight.”

I whispered against her ear, and I licked around the sensitive tissue of her ear as my hand stroked inside her.

“How do you, do this to me?”

She whimpered, and I drank in her desperate pleasure. I felt the cascade of orgasm approaching her. My firm thrusts mounted in speed and I galloped with her heartbeat as I stroked her core in a heated tempo that thundered and raged like the storm inside my soul.

She clenched down so tight my fingers stopped moving, and I felt her pleasure slam against my emotional walls as I experienced her feelings. Being able to feel human emotions makes it very pleasurable to unleash your fury of s****l bliss upon them.

Her pleasure etched into me and her need was made paramount in my ministrations. Her own desires helped to guide my hand in afflicting her deeper with my tender yet skillful caresses. Her legs locked around my penetrating arm, and she squeezed tightly, refusing my arm exit, should I wish to flee her hastily.

Megan arched her back, and she moaned louder and woke all the kittens, as she began to c*m for me. Three little heads shot up, and furry little bodies bounced onto the bed behind us.

Megan lay in her state of complete orgasmic ruination and recover. I wiped my hand clean and I leaned down, capturing her lips, enjoying the molten heat of her fresh erupted taste. I drank of her chi from the highest point of chakra connecting to the head and pulled it through her lips. A single gulp of life-energy. She was lulled almost to unconsciousness with that single drink of her energy.

“Sleep, rest, and let the kitties love you. They will protect you while I am gone.”

I told her, and I kissed her temple and I slowly and carefully extracted myself from her locked legs. I ruffed the little heads of each of my kittens, who were meowing and nuzzling. It made me sad to leave them so early, but murder could not wait.

“I know babies, mum will be back tonight, I promise. Be good boy and girls, and don’t go mucking about outside!”

I warned them and they meowed in cheery tones almost like they understood me. I was a big softie when it came to my pets, but a girl needs something to love in her life, something that will always be there for her between the many meals.

Mega was almost drooling she was so beyond the realm of the wakeful now. I smiled in amusement at my conquest. She was not a girlfriend-per-se, but she was somewhat close to one lately. We had a regular thing, and she knew I was still seeing other people, so I was not hiding my appetite that much, just the nature of it.

Ren was waiting with my kitties rubbing all over him and meowing to him all their secrets when I was out of my shower. He looked at me with his usual level of caution.

“Did I miss the part where I order Instant Cart?”

I asked him in a saucy tone, and he spared me a withering stare and a slightly prolonged moment of silence.

“I do rather like felines here. They are faithful and whimsical, as well as intelligent.”

Ren said, and he stroked my silver-black kitten I named Miss Peabody. Carbuncle, and

Ferris was wining right next to their sister. I pull names from all over human history and even popular culture. My naming is very whimsical, and it only makes sense to me at the moment. I spend the rest of my days wondering why I have saddled my poor kitties with such odd and random names.

“Yes, they are one of the perks of living on this planet.”

I agreed with him and Ren eyed me dubiously. I could almost be offended, except for the part where I was seldom nice to him!

“Are you prepared for the day?”

I rolled my eyes and popped his chest lightly.

“Just ask it like you were born after the last ice age next time. But thanks for playing! And, yes, I am ready to head out for the case.”

I said, and I was certain Megan was asleep, but I was never going to let a mortal stumble into my world without doing my utmost.

***

“We have a list of the places she has been frequenting after her classes and her part-time job. She was hanging out at a newer local club. One that has been getting flagged a lot in Hidden security briefings.”

Ren explained as we drove towards her campus at NYU. She was in the engineering program, so she was situated in another part of campus. I had visited her at school a few times, but that was a while back. I wasn’t sure how well her friends or teachers would remember me.

Hell, I wasn’t even sure what I could possibly learn about her death from interviewing the humans in her world. Ren still seemed to be determined to proceed with this investigation, nonetheless.

“It sounds like the place we should be headed is to this club.”

I commented, and Ren gave me a tolerant look and sternly said, “We shall, once it is open tonight, but to walk in knocking on the door flashing badges in broad daylight will get us nowhere. For now, we ask questions, follow up on the standard leads, and we build a timeline for our victim. Where she was, what she was doing, and who she was seen with.”

That was all pretty textbook in a murder case. I have been forced to commit to memory such procedures for my degrees. I just wasn’t sure how running this by the book was going to lead to our supernatural immortal killer. I had truly little belief that a mortal was responsible for this. Ren was the lead, and as much as it was chaffing me, I was compelled to follow him—for now. I might not be one for the rules but trying to go against the grain, in this case, would waste precious time.

“Got it, so basically, we are just walking around with pads and scribbling notes between our dunking doughnuts in our coffee.”

I said in a prim tone, and Ren gave me a patient look and said, “This is not like Miami Vice, all guns and shooting, and chases.

“Huh?”

I asked him, confused by the reference, and Ren sighed and shook his head.

“Nothing, forget it, just wander around nearby while I investigate and just listen to the conversations. Use that aura reading ability of yours to see if people are being straight with me. But don’t let on that you know me or Sara for that matter.”

I smiled and winked, “I play slutty college student full-time; I am sure I can get into character pretty quick.”

His eyes told me he was less than amused with my quip, but he did not expand upon his personal feelings.

“Just hover nearby, and be a succubus, that should be plenty to get us some information.”

Ren said, and I snorted and climbed out of his car.

“Thanks for the ride, Mister!”

I said in a fake bubbly tone, as I bobbed and skipped away merrily. Ren grumbled something indecipherable as I moved further rout of view. This part of the campus was not my cup of tea. I was more into actual technology than human attempts. If I were going to interact with AI it would be Rita, not some bare-bones wire out and skeletal robots they called autonomous AI.

My homeworld was a place far from the earth as best I can learn. It was a world of extreme technological advancement. My people have lived in the realm of post-discoveries for so long, their knowledge so vast and reaching that I wondered why I was stuffed here on a technologically retarded world. Everything about me seemed to come back to this basic question of self and my people’s identity. It came back to my lack of identity with my own people. I wondered what I had done wrong, what was so bad about me that they stuffed me here not caring if the King of Hidden let me live or not.

Being around human tech research is just a glaring reminder to me of all the innovations lost to me possibly forever. Inter-dimensional travel has been sealed on earth for over thirteen-hundred-years now. With the supposed ending of the Endless War, Hidden has taken their namesake very seriously. They focus mostly on evading the Architects and their reaper armies, not so much on defying or fighting against them.

Ren moved towards one of her robotics classes, as I moseyed my way slowly back towards him. I had to try not to stand out, and I was a black-green-headed hot chick in the very center of no-woman’s-land. Not to sound all cliché and high school but here is where all the non-sexed nerds live. A girl like me walking around in broad daylight tends to be noticed and quickly.

I pretended to study the pamphlets on the welcome board. My youthful appearance comes in handy since I can always appear like a freshman when I must. Though, walking around shadowing Ren was going to be complicated.