Succubus Love

Laila

The evening sky crept up on Valin. He had been so focused on reviewing Josey’s plan and the budget that he had lost track of time. That night he was to meet Laila for dinner and an evening stroll. Like Dsa, he didn’t remember choosing Laila, but it didn’t take long for him to understand why he did. Laila was a peculiar woman. Her skin was pale like the moon. Her brown hair and eyes were nothing special. Her unusual height and sensuous voice were what drew him to her. She could say names of fruit and he envisioned people gasping and covering their child’s ears. Every man in ear shot would introduce themselves for the chance to hear her whisper their names. 

He needed to hear that voice. Josey’s voice was in his head. He wasn’t a traitor and wasn’t trying to make an enemy of the vampire king. The way she handled him was unlike anything he had ever experienced though. He was more than aroused. 

After he left his office, he cleaned himself up and headed to their shared dining area. Laila was dressed in a backless black matte dress that had a split up one side. Her short heels plus the split made her legs look really long and sexy. Valin instantly pictured her legs wrapped around his. “Not now Valin.” He whispered then worked to clear the thought from his head. At the same time he was relieved that his thoughts were no longer filled with Cofer’s wife.

When he got closer to the table, Laila curtsied. She never sat at the table before he arrived. She always got his permission. Wherever Laila was from, she learned to be submissive and obedient. She never talked back, she always did what she was told with the exception of meeting him in the daytime.  She was ready for his commands. He could see the goosebumps raise on her arm or her body shivered everytime he ordered her to do something.

“Have a seat.” Valin said while the servants pulled his dining chair away from the table from him.

Laila peered into his eyes like she was trying to see all the events of his day as she slowly took her seat. She could tell he was tired. She couldn’t wait to hear about it. She was pretty sure a portion of it had to do with her real king's s****l appetite. She wished she could tell him about how no person, human or vampire, ever aroused Cofer. How he was stimulated by the screams or despair of others. There were several occasions when he stopped in the midst of burning towns with piles of dead bodies in the street and he would masturbate for hours until the silence was stifling.

No one doubted after his birth day that he was more devil than human. While in her thoughts, she continued to watch Valin’s lips move. She loved the way his blood flowed through his veins down to how his lips parted when he ate. She smiled and laughed at his story about William blushing, unable to talk about the events of the previous night. She couldn’t believe how much she loved this human. But she would never be able to carry his child, she would have to reveal that she's a vampire. He would have to agree to a ceremony.  Agree to be a life long partner, til death do them part. Concubines were not that official. His life belonged to his queen. 

As dinner wrapped up, Laila still couldn’t focus one hundred percent on Valin. She was sure the entrance of the Queen of Lust and the first woman to tame the Devil’s right hand, was the main issue. Her job was simple before. She stayed in a small room behind Dsa’s at the brothel. She had her choice of millions of books and she wanted to read them all. It was the easiest job in the world. Every blue moon she took a client but that was it. She had never seen Valin until the day he died.

Valin walked a few steps ahead of her with his hands in his pocket. The night air was a little chilly. Seeing him so considerate of her, made her want to skip their evening walk, everytime. They walked out into the garden. The moon always seemed to be romantically large and prepared to receive the silhouettes. Laila reached out and gently tugged on Valin’s shirt. When he turned their eyes met and he smiled.

The King of Wilshana was also the first man she met whom she wasn’t taller than. Of course the next were the twins from Yanrana. 

“Can we pause for a kiss?” She whispered to his lips. Valin graciously accepted her kiss. 

“Did you miss me?” He said.

“7 days seems like an eternity without you.”

“How poetic.” Valin said, leaning in for another kiss. He grabbed her hand and took her to the edge of the garden. It was an area through the small forest that was cornered off by large bushes. The reason why it was undiscovered was because there were grass covered swamp drops in the area which proved to be deadly for trespassers. Valin knew the path and wanted to play.

“Stay directly behind me or I can carry you?” Valin said then smiled.

Laila giggled. “No thank you. I think I can keep up with you.” 

When they reached a large bushed wall, Valin pushed his hands into the bushes and the section opened like a door.

Valin stepped to the side and let her walk in first. There was a brilliant glow from the moon bouncing off of the clear green water. Valin walked up behind Laila and kissed her neck. He pushed his hand into the side of her dress and started to massage her breasts. It was times like these that Laila loved King Cofer's brilliant mind. If he hadn’t given her pills to suppress thirst for blood, he would already be dead. The pills also suppressed her sexuality. 

He was way too gentle with her. She wished he was a vampire. She wanted him to hurt her. Rip his fingers through flesh then lick her wounds. Valin released Laila, then worked to take off his tie and his pants. “What are you doing? It's cold tonight.” Laila said, very concerned about his well being. 

“Don’t worry the water is warm.” Valin said while taking off his boxer.

Laila stared at his tight ass as he walked further into the grass area. Without thinking twice she untied her dress and let it drop. She stepped out of her heels and made her way to him. Valin turned towards then jumped into the water with his back to it.

Valin watched Laila’s body move in what felt like slow motion under the moonlight. He licked his lips. He needed this. When she arrived at the edge she sat and put her feet in. Valin kissed her inner thighs and then pulled her bottom closer to him. He pushed his tongue through her slit. He wanted to hear her voice so bad. “You like that, Laila?”

“Yes, Valin. Don’t stop.” 

Her voice was music to his ears. It made his length hard. The moment Laila climaxed he pulled her body into the water. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, kissing hard up against the dropoff. Her legs tightened around him as her body gyrated up against his length. “It's usually hotter.” Valin thought to himself.  Then he paused. It wasn’t usually hot. He didn’t understand where that thought came from.

[Whose body was he using as a reference point?]

“Are you okay, Valin?” Laila asked.

“Yes..Yes..Sorry about that.” He regained his composure and pushed himself into Laila. She squirmed and pulled at his hair while moaning his name softly. The water rippled and danced with their bodies.  Laila grabbed and scratched at his back as her insides tightened around him. He readjusted his hands to her waist and increased his pace. Cumming inside of Laila and Dsa, physically, brought him overwhelming joy. His body shook as he released and her name swam across his thoughts. 

It took grit and a little pain to keep from saying that name. All he could do was burrow his face into Laila’s neck while holding his breath. When he was done he kissed her neck then her lips. Valin exhaled and swam backwards away from Laila. 

“You know I didn’t exactly bring you here to have s*x with you. I wanted to give you a tour of one of my favorite places.” Valin stated.

“And it's beautiful. The moon shines the brightest, I’ve ever seen it here.”

“This is the entrance to my favorite place. Would you like to continue our tour?” Valin was excited. He had never shown anyone this place before but he felt like Laila was special. He could not only count  her as his concubine but his friend.

As he waited for her answer, he recognized the look of disgust on her face. It was the same look she gave him when she told him she doesn’t like to be in the sun.

“I think I was more than accommodating getting into this swamp but this is as far as I will go.”  Laila said.

“I understand. Well let’s go get cleaned up.” He didn’t want their time together to end so soon but her response killed the mood. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting. He knew for sure Dsa and Zelah wouldn’t have even gotten in the water and Laila only got in because he pulled her in.

“Josey…” Her name sailed on the breeze. As Valin looked out into the dark blue sky, Laila had freed herself from the ‘swamp’. She stood like he had sullied her skin beyond repair.

He climbed out of the pool and put his clothes on. He focused on getting them through the bog and forest and back to the garden. He wanted to sit for a little while and watch the stars.

“Dinner was lovely as usual. Please sleep well, my dear.” Valin said as he relieved Laila of her for the evening. He sat on a bench, staring into the distance. Her name or the thought of her took away the mental anguish that came when he climaxed. 

He covered his face with his hands, he had no clue how to fix his new dilemma.