Eros turned his attention back to the woman in front of him. He studied her for a bit, she looked pissed off and much as she did afraid.
“Stay away from me!” Her hands shook as she pointed the Taser towards him.
“Ok, I will stay right here for now but what do you plan to do, you cannot stay here.”
She turned looking down into the hole beneath. He knew what she was thinking that light she saw coming from one of the other tunnels would be a way out, but he knew the drop from this height into the rushing waters below would kill her. Even if she survived the fall, she would not be able to fight against the rough currents; there was no telling if it would push her to the tunnel, she wanted.
He took a step towards her, “You would not survive that.”
“I SAID STAY AWAY FROM ME!” she stepped back slipping as she almost falling backward but gripping the side of the tunnel just in time, her Taser slipped from her hands. Her eyes even wider with fear as she thought the Taser was the only thing keeping her safe when in fact, he simply feared she would jump.
“I will jump, I swear to the gods I will!” She yelled.
“I do not want you doing that, and I am sure you do not really want too either.” He kept his voice calm and even.
What in Asmodeus’s name was Dimitra thinking; he would have a talk with her another time when he didn’t feel the need to remove her head from her body. Now he was trying to talk this human that he instantly felt a connection with from jumping to her death. He needed to understand what he saw when they touched, and he needed her alive to do that.
She still shook as she held a dead grip on the tunnel wall, “Whe…Where am I?”
“The City of Caina.”
She gasped, “I was in New York, New York City!”
“You still are. It’s ok, you’re ok. Caina is in New York just deep beneath it,” even though she may know what he was he didn’t want to add to it by telling her she was in a demon city. Having it voiced aloud might cause her to panic and fall.
“Just… Just tell me how to get out of here and I’ll leave. I promise I won’t tell anyone about you.”
“NO!” he growled.
She jumped back from him even further. Shit, he thought. Not what he wanted but she couldn’t leave not yet. Not when every time he looked at her, he felt a peace and warmth completely unknown to him. In all his twelve hundred years, he has never felt anything for anyone this fast and with this certainty. She was something more than life and death, something that surpassed reason, knowledge and common sense. Something that went against evolution, nature and laws. No, he could not let her go until he found out just what she was.
When he first opened his eyes and their eyes met, it was nothing less than kismet that he was sure she felt it herself. Moreover, he was certain from the moment he heard her voice she was the one that called to him. The one that invaded his dreams and every thought for centuries now, he knew her voice before it was even hers to claim.
She turned back towards the hole again, he needed her to influence her and get her to come him so he can get her away from here, “Do not. Look at me.”
The poison must have weakened his influence, he thought when she didn’t turn around that would mean he needed to get closer to her, but he did want to risk her jumping. Why he cared so much about this human he just met he did not know but he knew he wouldn’t let her jump, he couldn’t lose her. Again, the word MINE screamed in his mind. Quietly, he moved closer and concentrated harder on her, “Look at me.”
She didn’t turn around but glanced over her shoulders, “Why?”
Why wasn’t his influence working on her? Even if the poison still ran in him by all accounts, he should still be able to get her to do what he wanted. Who was this human woman?
“Because I cannot let you jump. I…,” he struggled to find the right words that would not scare her, “I would feel responsible for your death.” He also knew what laid at the bottom of that whirlpool and it was no place for a human.
“Why? You didn’t bring me here. That demon girlfriend of yours did!” she spat back at him.
“She is not my girlfriend,” He snapped back with more growl than he intended.
She didn’t say anything except move closer to the edge.
He needed to distract her, “What is your name?”
This time she did turn around, “Why would I tell you my name!” her eyes narrowed.
He shrugged, “I am curious,” He chanced taking another step towards her.
“Aren’t you not supposed to tell demons or monsters or whatever you are, your name because it would give you power over me.”
“I am not that kind of demon.”
“What kind are you?” she asked her eyes full of curiosity.
“I am an Incubus.”
She stared at him as if searching his face then her eyes widen as realization set in, “Is…Isn’t that like… um like a sex demon?”
He smiled at her, not because of what she said but her curiosity had made her take a step towards him and she didn’t even notice. He just needed to get within two more steps of her and he would grab her.
He shrugged, “We feed mainly on emotions sometimes sex is just a way to heighten some of these emotions but no we are not sex demon. But make no mistake,” he could feel his eyes change colours as he locked in his gaze; “I would devour you for hours.” He wouldn’t tell her anymore; he wanted her curiosity to bring her closer.
“What does that mean?” her voice was barely audible.
“Come with me and I’ll tell you.”
He watched as she swallowed hard, her increased breathing told him that she was aroused but fighting against it. He needed to keep her focus on him.
“What have you heard of my kind?”
“That has been exaggerated, we feed mainly on emotions sometimes sex is just a way to heighten some of these emotions. We however do not mate with human and only influence thus increasing the emotions we need and want then feeding. But I am guessing most of what you have heard about my kind are false.” He wouldn’t tell her anymore; he wanted her curiosity to bring her closer.
“Like what?” she asked.
“You tell me what you have heard.”
She stared at him, and then down at the water flowing in the tunnel with her fingers rubbing back and forth on the material of her sweater, he wondered if she always did that when she was concentrating or a nervous reaction.
“Well for one thing…,” she glanced up at him then took a step back as if just noticing how close he was. “You supposed to be ugly, I… I mean that’s what I read. You supposed to be like this short hairy ugly little gnome like creature that sits one women chest and give them nightmares or paralyzed them while they sleep and have sex with them. And shouldn’t those wings be more like a bat’s wings?”
They stared at each other for what seemed like hours before a deep laugh erupted from him, he had heard many different myths about his kind before but this one was new. She nervously laughed as well but looked down at the water again. “I mean obviously the ugly part isn’t true…,” she murmured.
“None of it is true,” He interrupted, “Humans tend to like to make their own lore when there is nothing substantial, they can add to it. Would you like to know exactly what we do?”
“Ok…”
“You still have not told me your name.”
She didn’t respond but it looked like she wanted to tell him.
“Why don’t I tell you mines then you can tell me yours?” he suggested.
When she nodded, he took a chance stepping forwarding, “My name is Eros.”
She looked at him before answering as if trying to figure out his motives, “Tell about what you are first and… and then I’ll tell you.”
He smiled then nodded, she seemed fascinated by his teeth and his guess was it had to do with his fangs. Even though they didn’t need, it and it was something in their genetic makeup that kept the similarity between them and their blood cousins.
“Ok, we are nocturnal. We feed on energies, the fangs are just for show and we are considered mid-level demons although we are avoided and feared by most,” he explained.
“Why?”
“Because of what we can do, how we feed.”
She seemed to want to ask more but didn’t speak. He wanted to engage her more, get her more comfortable with the idea of him so he could take her from here.
“And we don’t rape woman, we can influence into getting what we want which is the sexual energy.”
He could tell he piqued her curiosity again, an image of writhing beneath him flashed in his head and he shook the thought away he needed to focus.
“Why sexual energy?” she took a step towards him.
He took one as well, “It’s the most potent that and fear but I’m partial to the sexual kind,” he said with a smile.
“How… how do you do it?” her voice came at a whisper.
“Look at me first and I’ll tell you.” He grinned his fangs showing through.
She took a deep breath and brought her eyes to his, he suppressed the growl bubbled in his throat when she licked her lips.
“First, we will them not to move then we make them come to us. With a light touch across their necks,” he stepped closer to her, “we tell them how beautiful they are and how much we want them. Then with their own hands, we make them bring pleasure to every part of their bodies until they are exhausted and thoroughly satisfied.
“And you do that a lot to feed? Influence woman?” she asked breathlessly.
“No, we haven’t engaged in that for centuries now, we raise and feed on livestock. Fear is easily to bring from any animal.”
“Oh,” she said, “then how do you know you prefer sexual.”
“Naturally curious.”
She tried to keep the smile from her face, “I see.”
He took another step towards her, “So your name?”
“Wait, have you been trying to influence me?” her eyes narrowed at him.
He thought for a moment then answered, “Yes but you seem immune.”
Her mouth opened then snapped shut deciding against whatever it was she was going to say instead she answered his question, “I’m…my name is Zuri.”
Pretty, he thought just like her. He never really found much interest in human before and although they were few differences between them, he could not remember a time he found one attractive until now. She was small but had healthy curves to her body with dark honey complexion that looked smooth and warm, and an oval face with large deep-set eyes and high cheekbones. It made her innocent yet alluring, his glaze dropped to her lips that were full and thick and when she bit her lower lips, he struggled to suppress the primal growl in his throat. He wanted to know if she tasted as addicting as she looked.
She was made for him was the only thought that came to mind making him wonder what male human he would have to kill to take what was his.
“Zuri, early when we touched. Did you see or feel anything?”
“No,” she responded quickly, too quickly actually.
“You did,” he said
“Why are you asking if you don’t believe me?” she asked
“Because I was there, and I heard when you said what the fuck was that.”
She rolled her eyes, “Fine, I did. It doesn’t matter though I just want to get away from this place.”
“You should really come to me,” he suggested.
“Why?”
“Because…,” he wanted to make sure he didn’t say the wrong thing, “Because you won’t get far. Everyone where will be hunting for you especially the ones you electrocuted.”
She winced when he said that.
“I… I can’t do that.”
He closed his eyes breathing deeply as he did enough of this he thought and moved swiftly towards her before she even registered what happened. He picked up her and threw her over his shoulders as she screamed and yelled at him to put her down, her small fist beating against his back before his wings came out and he took flight.
He decided to fly back to his own home as to keep her away from everyone at the castle, there was no doubt that not only his parents, but every council member would want to see her and there was no telling if they would let her go free or imprison her here for eternity.
Zuri stopped pounding against his back and wings after he hit her on the ass and told her to stop but not before calling him a son of a bitch. He simply chuckled and continued until he was home. Eros’s home was similar to the castle but smaller as with the castle is was carved from stone and the earth itself. It was two stories and although it carried much of the same luxuries, you would find in the human world, it carries a dark energy like his own.
He flew straight up to the front door and pushed it open not stopping until he was completely inside. He contemplated showing her around, but he could still feel the anger radiating from her so much that as soon her feet touched the ground though, she swung at him, which he easily blocked which made her fight even harder. Eros picked her up by the waist again and carried her to the couch in his main room before roughly dropping her then adding his full weight as well.
Zuri still fought and struggled against him, he admired her fierceness and ferocity then she bit him, her teeth sank deep into his right shoulder causing him to grip her by the hair and pull back. She yelped from the sudden movement. He stared at her as his blood ran down the side of her mouth and her eyes wide with fear again from the reflection in her eyes, he could see that his eyes were black which were impossible. Incubus and succubus eyes change into a variety of different colours depending on their mood or emotions at the time but never black.
“Do not do that again. I can assure you; you are not ready for what I can do to you.” It came out more like a growl than actual words.
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