Chapter 23

Chemistry class the next morning proved to be one of the longest hours of Amara’s life. She could barely keep herself awake, as she’d been up all night glued to her phone. Vee was back, after all, and had agreed to help them stop the cult. When they’d last spoke, she’d promised to reach out as soon as she located her Enochian texts, but Amara had no idea how long that would take. Every time her phone vibrated, she would hastily grab it hoping for a text from Vee, but it always proved to be something else. Another photoshoot sale, a comment on a random post, as well as a few texts from Tessa and Nick.

Now, as she leaned her face against her hand while the professor explained their lab, she still couldn’t resist the urge to check her phone every couple seconds. This was frustrated even further by her enhanced hearing; she could hear every phone in the classroom, and she wasn’t experienced enough to differentiate between them.

The lab was also frustrating because Amara had hoped to see Vee again. This was Vee’s first week of classes, and they’d been lab partners up until Halloween. It’s not that Amara disliked her new lab partner, a somewhat nervous girl with bright blue hair, but she wanted everything to go back to normal. Sadly, Vee was nowhere to be seen, and class went on without her.

Her new lab partner, thankfully, was a very eager student. Amara frequently felt like a glorified assistant, but was happy to have someone else do most of her classwork for her. Her partner was currently trying to light the Bunsen burner, though didn’t seem to be having any luck.

“Amara, can you light this?” the blue-haired girl asked, giving up.

With a lazy smile, Amara grabbed the striker and moved it over the burner. She squeezed it half-heartedly, unsure if she’d even made any sparks, and used her own inner fire to light the burner. Once finished, she opened her notebook and started copying over some notes. “Alright, ready to go.”

“How do you always get that on your first try?”

“Maybe I’m just lucky,” Amara said, chuckling to herself. She spent the rest of class watching her lab partner do most of the work, occasionally helping out when asked. Her phone went off exactly six times, though none of the notifications were from Vee.
Hours later, Amara sat down for lunch with Chloé, still having heard nothing. Tessa was also nowhere to be found, but that was to be expected; she’d texted earlier that she was going over her notes on the magic circles. Amara tried to pass the time with small talk, asking Chloé about her classes and her charity.

“What about you? How are classes?” Chloé asked, pushing the remains of her lunch aside.

“I can’t complain. They’re pretty straightforward, even if it’s a little hard to focus right now.” Amara sighed, wishing she could tell Chloé more.

“Is that ‘cuz Vee’s back?”

“ ... Yeah, pretty much.”

Chloé hesitated, looking like she was unsure of something, then continued. “What are you two fighting about? If that’s okay to ask, I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes...”

You know the rule, Amara, only tell people once they’re involved. Still, I feel bad leaving her in the dark ... maybe a half truth would be okay?
Amara forced a smile. “Well, kinda a couple things, but mostly ... I started sleeping with Nick.”

“Seriously?! But you two always said you didn’t want to date!” Chloé was leaning forward now, clearly eager to hear more.

“We’re not dating, it’s just a friends with benefits thing. Vee had a bit of a crush on him, though, and when she found out, things got a little ... heated. Then she got hurt in that fire, and we
haven’t really had time to talk about it.”
“That really sucks, I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?” Chloé asked.

“I appreciate the offer, but no. This is something we have to work through on our own.” Amara sighed, wishing she could say more. “Could you not tell her I said anything?”

“Your secret is safe with me!” Chloé reached over, squeezing Amara’s hand briefly before the conversation shifted to more mundane matters. Over lunch, Amara’s phone went off a dozen more times, but there was still nothing from Vee.

Long after classes had ended, just after dusk, Amara and Nick were finishing up dinner. He’d come over after school had ended, and he’d taken the opportunity to tell Amara everything he’d talked about with Vee. She hung on every word as he recounted their conversation, hoping to learn more about was Vee was thinking. Sadly, the more Nick talked, the more it became obvious that Vee seemed as confused as ever.

“Ugh, I hate waiting! Every time my phone goes off, I think it’s her. I wish there was more I could do!” Amara fell onto the couch, pulling a throw pillow over her head.

“I’m sure this isn’t easy for her, Amara. We don’t know what her childhood was like, but she’s clearly known about her heritage for a while. When we had our date, she actually mentioned that her parents weren’t entirely hers, but she wouldn’t elaborate. I’ll bet there’s some weird Angel magic at play with that.”

“Okay? What’s that got to do with this?”

Nick pushed Amara’s legs aside and sat next to her. “What I mean, Amara, is that she grew up knowing she was an angel. I’ll bet the Church has told her a million times how bad demons are.”

“That’s ... kinda what she told Tessa. Something about how all demons are manipulative, and
prey on mankind’s desire to be good. Stupid church propaganda.”
“Are they wrong? The instant you saw another demon at that cult meeting, you were terrified.”

“That’s different! That demon took over Mr. Mendez’ body! I can’t say this for sure, but it looked like there was nothing left of him after the possession. I don’t think he’s alive in there, Nick.”

With a heavy sigh, Nick placed a hand on Amara’s leg. “Look, she just needs time. I can’t imagine what she’s going through, but it looks like she’s trying to give you the benefit of the doubt. She’s helping with the cult, right? She’s talking to Tessa and myself about your transformation, she’s trying to understand.”

“Ugh, stop being so reasonable, Nick. You’re making me feel bad about complaining.”

The two laughed, though it was obvious they both carried tension in their voices. After a moment of silence, Nick spoke up again. “Maybe ... a distraction would help?” he asked. His hand slid higher on her leg, and he squeezed her inner thigh.

“Ohh is someone feeling frisky?” Amara spread her legs slightly, smirking at Nick.

“Hey, Tessa got you last time, and I seriously considered masturbating for the first time in months earlier today. Plus, you need to keep your strength up.”

“You poor thing! So used to having a slutty succubus at your beck and call, however will you survive?” Amara’s voice dripped with sarcasm as she sat up, pushing Nick back so she could straddle him.

“Truly no one suffers more than I.” Nick smirked as he pulled Amara’s shirt off. He undid her bra with a snap of his fingers, a trick Amara showed him that made their constant fucking much more convenient.

“What are you going to do when you finally settle down? How could anyone else possibly compare to having your own personal sex demon?” Amara returned the favor, pulling off Nick’s shirt before she started undoing his pants. She leaned in, kissing him briefly before moving to his neck and biting him hard.
“Fuck ... someone’s awfully full of herself tonight. Do I need to put you in your place?”

“I’d like you see you try, Nicholas.” Amara pulled back, her eyes flaring as she stood up. She quickly pulled the rest of her clothes off, but rather than straddling Nick again, she started walking to her room. She flicked her tail suggestively, and made sure to accentuate her hips as she walked.

Nick happily chased after her, undressing as he made his way to the bedroom. His aura continued growing, which brought a smile to Amara’s face.

At least this part of my life is simple.
When Nick walked into the bedroom, Amara jumped out from behind the door and grabbed him. “Gotcha! You’re mine now!” She wrapped her tail around his torso, took a deep breath, and lifted him clean off the ground. His hands grabbed her arms, and he was clearly shocked by how easily she’d lifted him. Seconds later, she threw him down on the bed and crawled on top of him.

“Fuck, could I get a warning next time?” Nick moaned as Amara bit his neck again, but she quickly backed off and gently kissed him on the lips.

“Aww where’s the fun in that?”

The two started grinding against each other, which felt infinitely more enjoyable without clothes in the way. Amara let herself lay on top of Nick, her breasts pushed against his chest as she felt his thick cock throbbing underneath her. His hands brushed against her waist, slowly moving further down until he’d found her ass. He massaged her slowly, digging his fingers deep into her
soft flesh. With each gentle pull, she could feel her pussy tingling, as if he were spreading her open in anticipation.
Not wanting to wait any longer, she connected with his aura and took a deep breath. His excitement was delicious, and she could sense how eager he was to be inside her. She broke off their kiss, smirked at Nick, then slid down the bed until she’d settled comfortable between his legs.

After licking her lips in anticipation, she kissed the base of his cock slowly. Her tongue snaked out, massaging his balls as he started to moan out in pleasure. With each kiss, her mouth moved higher, and soon she’d reached the tip.

“So fucking hot, Amara...” Nick moaned.

“Oh, you like it hot, do you?” An idea formed in Amara’s head, and she took a deep breath while connecting with her inner fire. After all her practice, she felt confident enough to try something new. When she breathed out, her breath was much hotter than it had any right to be. She opened her mouth wide, keeping his cock on the tip of her tongue, and spit dripped down her chin as she teased him. When Nick looked down, he saw flames at the back of her throat. They illuminated the inside of her mouth, a soft red glow that made her look like a dragon preparing to attack.

“Shit, Amara, that’s ... really wild. Hopefully you’re planning on putting that out when you actually get to work?”

A giggle escaped her lips, and she felt a few sparks dancing inside her mouth. “Don’t worry, Nick, I wouldn’t dare hurt this wonderful cock of yours.” Amara closed her mouth, made a show of swallowing, and opened it again to show Nick that the fire was gone.

“You’d make a fortune if you ever joined the cir— oh fuck!” Nick’s thought was interrupted when Amara kissed the head of his cock and pushed down, swallowing his entire length in an instant. She let her tongue reach for his balls again, slowly massaging them as she let her throat
constrict around his shaft. His hands reached for her head, grabbing her horns tight as he twitched in pleasure.
Amara could feel through his aura how much he was enjoying himself, and she started bobbing up and down. Before long, Nick’s cock, as well as her comforter, were soaked in spit as she eagerly sucked him off. She continued to pick up her pace, keeping tabs on his aura to figure out exactly how fast he wanted her to move today. He tended to like it rough and fast, especially when she gave him free reign to use her horns as handles, but he wasn’t in charge right now. She eventually settled on a slower pace than he clearly wanted, which would prevent him from cumming while also keeping him plenty excited.

Her moans joined his, as much as her busy mouth would allow, as she happily shared in his pleasure. After several minutes of this, Nick managed to find the strength to speak again. “I know you can cum from this, but— fuck ... I’d love to feel more than just your mouth today.”

She let his cock slide from her mouth, slick from her spit as she responded. “You know, most guys would consider a girl that can cum from blowjobs the equivalent of winning the lottery.”

“Maybe you’ve only got yourself to blame, and your pussy is just that good.” With his hands still wrapped around her horns, Nick pulled her close until their lips met again. They kissed slowly, their bodies positioning until Amara’s sex was hovering over his shaft. Using her tail, she lined herself up, then happily welcomed him inside.

It was her turn to moan, her voice deep and guttural as she felt him slide deep inside her. Once he was fully inside her, she eagerly began grinding against his crotch, feeling every twitch his cock made while she fucked him. While she was more than happy to cum through someone else’s aura, she definitely noticed a difference when she was being pleasured directly.

Placing her hands on Nick’s chest, she started squeezing her legs and bouncing up and down. She moved slowly, letting the entire length of his shaft pump into her pussy, continuing to feed on his aura while she did so. Once again, she found the perfect pace to keep him excited while staving
off his orgasm, and happily stayed there until she found her first climax.
Her body shook and trembled as the pleasure raced through her, and she didn’t bother quieting her passionate moans. Every muscle in her body twitched, and she fought the urge to squeeze Nick as hard as she could for fear of hurting him. Instead, she settled for letting her excitement erupt from her horns, casting an aurora of purple and red light on the walls while her flames dances around her head. By the time she’d calmed down, and checked to make sure she hadn’t burnt anything, she felt that Nick had started taking control of their pace.

“Now, who said you could do that?” Amara teased.

“Hey, you weren’t complaining,” he said, smirking.

An idea crossed Amara’s mind, and she leaned in to kiss him before speaking. “Do you still want to put me in my place?”

“Absolutely! I’ve got to get back at you for throwing me across the room earlier.”

“Well then, why aren’t you bending me over already?” Amara giggled, and within seconds, she was letting Nick pick her up to reposition her. Once she was comfortably on her knees, she reached under the bed with her tail, and soon she’d pulled out her lube. She handed it to Nick, who paused after seeing it.

“Which toy do you want?” he asked, looking down at her shoebox of naughty accessories.

“No toys today.” Using her tail, she pulled herself backwards until she was kneeling in front of Nick, and she laid her head on his shoulder. She reached for his cock, slowly stroking him as she whispered, “I want you to fuck me in the ass, Nick.”

Nick’s aura, already pulsing with desire, seemed to double in potency as she spoke. She could see every emotion running through him; lust and excitement, obviously, but he also seemed a
little nervous. “Are you sure? I’m definitely bigger than the toy we used last time...”
“I mean, if you don’t want to...”

“T-that’s not what I said!”

Amara reached up, running her hands through his hair before pulling it tight. “Nicholas, if you’re not fucking my ass in the next sixty seconds, I’m pinning you down to see if you like it instead.”

The intensity of her words spoke volumes, and Nick clearly got the hint. He pushed her back to the bed, pulled her hips closer, and opened the bottle of lube. Amara felt a generous amount fall onto her tight asshole, and soon Nick was using a finger to get her ready. He pushed inside, and she squeezed tight to tease him as she moaned. After lubing up his cock as well, he grabbed her hip, and held her steady while he began pushing inside.

It took longer than expected for his cock to push into her ass. He was clearly being cautious, and while Amara wanted to judge him for his hesitation, she reluctantly accepted that taking this slow was a good idea. He pushed forward, bit by bit, and soon enough she felt her entrance give.

The head of his cock felt much bigger than it had previously, and it was strange having him inside her ass. Much like with her toys, there was an unusual stretching feeling as he carefully slid deeper inside her, but thankfully she’d come to love that sensation during all her practice. His cock was softer than her toys, which were all various forms of silicone, and she loved how hot his shaft felt. She lost track of time as she waited for him to bottom out; seconds seemed like minutes as she held her breath in anticipation. When she finally felt his thighs meet hers, she instinctually let out a load moan.

“Fuuck ... you’re so thick, it’s so different than my toys...” Amara moaned, her fingers digging into the bed sheets.

Nick leaned forward, whispering into her ear. “Does it feel good?”

“It’s amazing, please don’t stop. I want more, I want to feel you cum!” Amara pushed back, and the two grinded against each other for a moment before she felt Nick pull back. He was upright again, keeping one hand on her hip while the other grabbed one of her horns, pulling her head back sharply. As he held her completely still, she felt his cock start to leave her ass, and her body shook with anticipation. Before pulling out completely, he pushed back in, and soon he found a steady rhythm while he fucked her.

She appreciated his caution; as much as she was enjoying herself, she knew she needed time to adjust to his cock. Even with her toys, she tended to stop once they were all the way in, and she’d never properly fucked herself with them. Now, with Nick eager to claim her ass, it’s like she was rediscovering everything she’d come to love about anal.

Each thrust felt more deliberate, and her confidence grew alongside Nick’s as they figured out each other’s body. He began pulling back even further, threatening to leave her entirely, but he never did. His aura continued growing, and she knew she would have incredible amounts of energy to spare after they finished. She also swore he’d borrowed her shapeshifting abilities, as it felt like his cock grew even larger as he started fucking her harder and harder. His hips began bouncing off her ass, and he even released his hold on her hips to spank her.

It only took a few minutes for the assfucking to overwhelm her. Another orgasm raced through her body, and now that she wasn’t in control, she had no way to steady herself for it. Her eyes rolled back in her head, she lost control of her voice, and she bucked wildly as she tried to fuck Nick back as hard as she could. This orgasm was wild, chaotic, and she lost track of her body as she grew more and more consumed by the pleasure overloading her senses.

Just when she thought it might start abating on its own, she felt Nick’s aura swell, likely stimulated by her frantic bucking. He finally started cumming, both hands grabbing her horns as he bottomed out in her ass. His cock twitched, emptying its load deep inside her, and every few seconds his hips would briefly thrust hard into her. A frenetic, second wave of orgasmic pleasure took hold of her, and she felt her ass squeezing Nick’s cock for every drop of cum that it could.
Without warning, he pulled her up towards him, their bodies colliding as his arms wrapped around her waist. He bit her neck, harder than he’d ever tried before, and another guttural scream filled her bedroom. They stayed there for another minute, Nick’s orgasm slowly fading before Amara’s could do the same. When she finally fell back to the bed, and his cock suddenly pulled out of her ass, she could barely control her breath.
Nick joined her moments later, his own breath as haggard as Amara’s. She found the strength to look at him, sweat dripping down his brow, and her tail affectionately wrapped around one of his legs. By the time they’d both suitably recovered, which took Nick significantly longer, they were both smiling from ear to ear.

“So,” Amara started, “think I’ve been suitably punished?”

“Fuck, Amara, I can’t even think of something witty to say. That was so fucking hot.”

Amara’s tail uncurled from Nick’s leg, grabbing a water bottle from her nightstand. She took a long drink, then offered it to Nick as she finally sat up. Just as she’d expected, the bedroom had taken on a new life due to her renewed energy. She saw signals bouncing around once more, and was even able to start differentiating them. One errant signal connected with Nick’s phone, and she took the opportunity to toss it to him.

“Hey, you’re getting a text,” she said, taking back the water.

Nick unlocked his phone, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “You sure? I don’t see— oh, never mind. Wow, you really can see Wi-Fi.”

“What, did you think I was lying?”

“Well, no, but seeing is believing,” Nick said, pausing for a moment to respond to his message.

Amara took the opportunity to finish the rest of the water, setting it on her nightstand when she
finished. She grabbed her phone, which made a familiar tingle when she picked it up, indicating a new text. Used to disappointment, she tried not to get her hopes up, but her newfound self-control went out the window immediately; she had a text from Vee.

Vee: Back of Whitmore Hall, 11 PM. Book is on top floor, possibly the Dean’s office.
“Nick! Vee has a lead!” she said excitedly.

“That’s great! Where’s her book at?”

“She thinks it might be in the Dean’s office, weirdly enough.”

“That’s ... odd. Why would he have it? Is he a part of the cult?” Nick asked.

“I don’t think so, I certainly didn’t see him at the meeting. Plus, the cult is trying to summon demons, what use would they have for Enochian Texts? And would they even be able to tell what they were?” As they talked, Amara started pulling her clothes back on. “Honestly, right now, I don’t care why the book is there. Can we go to your place? I need to steal some clothes.”