The Incubus Under my Bed

Chapter 3

Aj didn't look impressed with his sister's secret. He felt like he wasted an extortion effort. Blackmail was an art form and he wasted his talents for nothing. "What don't you want me to tell everyone?" he asked.

Ari and Henri's eyes met. If Aj couldn't see him than that potion was a waste of time. "You don't see him?" she asked.

"Yeah I see him but who cares. You have guys in your room all the time," Aj said not seeing the big deal.

"You have guys in here all the time?" Henri questioned as he forged offense.

"Shut up!" Ari grumbled under her breath.

"Look, dad is the only one that's going to care about you harboring a fugitive."

"Okay you can go," she smiled.

Henri put his arm out and closed the door when AJ tried to open it. "Aj doors are made for knocking," Henri smiled at him.

"Sure," he said turning to leave. As Aria grabbed the door knobbed and opened it.

Aria closed the door and leaned against it. She allowed herself to relax. "Now you need to leave," she said looking up to see Henri walking over to her. He stood before her in his godlike glory. He had dark brown hair and a thick but well-manicured brown brow. His bright green eyes were veiled by a thick coating of lashes. His lips were simple, not too thick or too thin. His large hand steadied her chin, "Thank you," he said as his lips crashed on hers. Aria didn't know his lips could feel like this. She didn't know being in his arms could feel like this. Every nerve with in her was a livewire. A thousand emotions consumed her at once.

"Ari," her dad said knocking on the door. "You still up?" Their lips were still fused together as her dad turned the doorknob.

"I'm getting changed I'll be out in a minute," she said as her heart pounded in her chest.

"It’s okay I just wanted to say goodnight," he said.

"Okay night daddy, love you," she replied.

"Love you too honey bun," he said.

"You need to go," she ordered.

"Or, we could lock the door, and I could carry you to the bed, and we can enjoy each other for real this time," he proposed. His eye lite up as they roamed her body. She felt his gaze burn her skin, as his eyes scaled every inch of her.

Aria wanted to take him up on his offer, but she couldn't. She couldn't just give into him. He promised to leave and that's what he had to do. No matter how good his lips looked or how wet her kitty got. "Get out before I make you get out."

A condescending smile tugged on his lips. "You're going to use your little backbone with me?" he questioned.

Anger heated her skin at the look in his eyes. Aria made all the neurons in his body give off electrical charges making him shake and spark. "Now that you're a physical being, I can hurt you," she warned him.

Henri was impressed with her show of power. "That was adorable," he smiled as he caressed her cheek. "But if I want you on your back that's what you'll be," he said with ice cold eyes. He never looked at her like that before. Then again, she was never able to use her powers on him.

"Just go," she begged. Aria was exhausted and she knew she had reached her limit. Never in her life had she been so short with people. But all she felt lately was irritated with how little control she had over her heart, mind, and body. The more she thought she had very little control over every aspect of her life. And Henri was a part of it. No matter how small the fraction.

Henri was also tired of the song and dance they’ve been playing lately. He wanted one thing and he was going to get it even if it killed him. "I can't leave until we have s*x," he shrugged.

"Seriously, can you just go?" she sighed.

He smiled. Now he knew she was serious, which meant things were about to get interesting. "You didn't read the spell, did you?" he asked.

"Obviously, I did if the potion worked," she said going to her family's book of shadow to the page she found the potion. She read over it again remembering it all except the paragraph at the bottom. Her face fell as she read. Physical apparitions are still bond to their charge for the first one to two weeks of spell. The duties of the incubus must be performed for the duration of the period. "This hast to be a joke," she said. She felt like her chest was going to cave in.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but this is real, and you need to get a grip if I'm going to leave," he said sitting next to her. Henri instinctively snaked an arm around her waist and brought her closer to him in an act of comfort. Aria also didn’t know the bit about what would happen if this world rejected him or his duties weren’t full filled. Henri decided to shelf that conversation for a later date.

Something about him being real made her attraction to him intensify. She was always aware of his presence, but now her body felt it. The hairs on the back of the neck stood on end. Goosebumps grew on her arms the closer he got. Her skin warmed and flushed, and when he touched her, between her things burn so bad it was painful to keep her legs pressed together.

She turned to him and kissed him. If this was going to happen, it would be on her terms. She was going to set the pace for how fast they would go, and this was going to be over soon enough. At least, that’s what she told herself. “He’ll get bored of this soon enough,” She thought.

Aria climbed onto his lap and removed his shirt. His abs weren't rock hard, but they sure felt good to her. She kissed all over his body not believing that he was real. He ignited a hunger in her she had never known.

Henri allowed the girl to explore his body as he watched her. She was happier than he thought about their current situation. He allowed himself to enjoy the feel of her lips against his skin. She unbuttoned his pants and soon they were off. Henri never wore underwear which she never questioned since his sole purpose in life was to "pleasure" her.

"Take off your clothes," he said as he sat up.

Aria gingerly undressed between his legs. He hadn't seen her this shy in a long time. Once she was naked, he pulled her close and kissed her stomach and trailed kisses up to her breast and across each plump beauty. Aria was a curvy girl with a full hourglass figure. Her stomach was flat, her thighs thick, her breast big, and her butt-the same. He loved her body. Being able to feel it without the veil of their separate planes intervening was true magic. Before he couldn't feel the warmth of her skin or its baby smoothness. He ran his fingertips up and down the back of her thighs savoring the feel of her. He was face to face with the one piece of her anatomy he couldn't wait to fully experience.

He gently kissed the top of her vulva. He felt her shiver and decided to let her lay down for this. He picked her up and spun around so he could lay her against the mattress. He pressed his lips against hers quickly getting them to part so their tongues could dance against one another. He soon pulled away and looked into her eyes, "Remember we have to be quiet," he warned her as he kissed down her torso.

Aria's back instantly arched the second his tongue made contact with her c**t. There was certainly something electric in their touch. Something only hinted upon before. He could feel the pleasure building in her, and it was only a matter of time before the bomb exploded. The musky, sweet smell of her arousal made him harder. He put two fingers in her and wrapped his hand around his shaft in order to tame his desire.

“Henri”-

“Ssh,” he hissed against her mound, “You need to keep quiet,” he reminded her.

Aria had a habit of constricting the muscles of her v****a whenever she was penetrated. Today was no exception to that rule. Her muscles tightened around his fingers and he thought it best to just get on with the show. She wanted him enough too.

Henri removed his fingers from inside of her and caressed her face as he slowly entered her. He was bigger than Tyrell and it’s been a while since she was intimate with anyone. She let out a quiet hiss as he filled her.

He grabbed her hips to steady himself and focus on her reaction. He didn't want to go to fast and hurt her, but it was hard to fight the urge to f**k her. She was a tropical paradise-warm, wet, and soft. He didn't mind the coarse hair growing between her legs, or her nails ripping through his forearm. All he could focus on was the feeling of her walls tightening around him.

"You need to stop doing that," he ordered her.

She knew what he was talking about and didn't really think she could control it. It was just her body's natural reaction to try and crush what was ever entering her v****a. "I can't it’s too hard," she moaned.

"I'm not that hard," he hissed.

"Not you, stopping is hard."

Henri needed to do something before this was over all too soon. If she was going to do that the entire time, he wouldn't last another minute. "Play with your breast," he ordered.

"Why?"

"Just do it. Don't think about anything but your breast and how amazing it feels when you touch them," he said putting her hands on her chest.

She did as he commanded and played with her breast grabbing them gently than rubbing the palm of her hands against her n*****s. She felt her n*****s harden at her touch and a tingle start to build between her legs. "Focus on that feeling as you deeply breathe in and slowly out."

Henri rubbed his thumb across her c**t and when her walls didn't constrict around him, he moved his hips thrusting deeper into her until he could go no more. He moved his hips in a rhythmic circle as they both became lost in the moment.

He was lost in her never-ending warmth. She felt like a wet kiss from the sun. Her thighs burned his hips as they wrapped around him to bring him closer. The feel of him deep inside her was like nothing she ever dreamt possible.

Soon their hands were intertwined. He's pinning hers against the bed. Their mouths somehow became fused together, and he pounded her into her mattress oblivious to the outside world. The only thing that matter was the creature lying beneath him and making the feeling in the pit of his stomach last as long as possible.

He reached a hand between them and thumbed her c**t again. She moaned into his mouth causing him to snicker. "c*m Ari," he ordered. "c*m for me."

"God," she said in a low plea.

"c*m," he ordered again.

Aria’s will was beyond broken, and she give into his demand. Her stomach clenched, her back arched, and her p***y walls fluttered around him. Her breathing has heavy and labored as he continued his pursuits.

"Tell me how good it was," he whispered.

He needed to know he fulfilled her needs in order to find his own released. Her body's response to him wasn't enough either. She had to tell him.

"You are everything," she said not making sense to him. "You make me feel everything, it’s amazing," she said moving her hips with his.

He groaned at the feel of her walls constricting around him again. The movements of their bodies coming together and the quite echoes of them meeting was taking him to a higher state of being. Henri had never seen the world so clearly, yet he had never been so disconnected either. The closer his orgasm got, the more rigorous his strokes. Soon his stomach tightened and he came inside of her.

Henri's mind had never been more energetic, and his body had never been so tired. He lay on top of her and she never complained. She loved the feel of his body on hers.