Chapter 2

Wouldn’t it figure that my first encounter with another immortal (Sebastian excluded) would be a goddamn Incubus!

I learned that immortal/undead/demon kinds don’t cling to the concept of time. We don’t measure our existence in years, decades, or centuries. You could see one and know they fell into three categories: newborn (moi), mature, and ancient. I also learned that there were greater beings that (usually) remained aloof to our puny little lives and/or unlives. Those scary fuckers were called Timeless.

Cubi’s have little distinction in gender or sexual persuasion. Succubi tend to be more mature and selective, whereas an Incubus will fuck anything, anywhere, anytime. The one who attracted me was no exception. He was certainly mature (if only just), and oh-my-God, beautiful!

We met on the rooftop of a condemned apartment building, which was probably good because our pairing would’ve woken the entire structure. He stood before me, all naked, buff, and gorgeous. I went to him without a care, drawn by his otherworldly pheromones ... or whatever. I just knew I was horny AF and ready to go.

“What do we have here?” he purred. “A baby vamp?”

I looked into his cherub face, oblivious to the danger, and licked my lips anxiously. My mouth was dry. He was endowed with the most fantastic cock I’d ever seen, standing at full attention and swaying like a metronome as he stepped toward me. I reached for it and gripped it possessively before realizing it. I felt the raw power of his un-life coursing through him like a tempest. I wanted him badly. It was like no force I knew—the few lives I had sampled paled in comparison. He must’ve felt something similar in me because he closed his radiant purple eyes and moaned with pleasure as his erection spasmed, leaking precum onto my hands.

“Oh, I will savor you,” he crooned, “to the very ... Last. Drop.”

Ironically, that was my exact thought.

Our lips met, and he lowered me to the roof as we tasted each other. My legs parted invitingly as I savored his mouth and tongue teasing my nipples and skin, working down toward my aching nethers. I cried out like a feral animal when his tongue parted the lips of my dripping pussy, pushing deep inside me. I bucked my hips and dug my claws into his head, pulling him tighter as he probed, licked and caressed my depths. I was swept away by a torrent of sensations. A simple orgasm was nothing compared to this passion. There was nothing human or mortal about the euphoria that consumed me. This was beyond nuclear!

I hissed with fury when he pulled his tongue from me and kissed me again. I was cut off from the glorious sensations and almost despaired, when he plunged that mighty cock into me and stifled my cries with a deep kiss. I hooked my feet over his calves as he thrust back and forth, driving me higher into this maelstrom of erotic overload. I lost myself as he fucked me into the stone-age. I was a tiny ember in a tornado—getting sucked downwards. Maybe because of this view-from-without I saw the dark chasm of oblivion reaching for me. It forced me to open my eyes and see the demonic expression distorting his features. I was fucking a monster and it was draining my life! I knew I had seconds before he consumed me—so I resisted. It was weak, the desperate gasp of a dying lamb trapped in the jaws of a lion. But I distracted my demonic assailant causing his savage purple eyes to fly open in shock. The draining/sucking stopped and I suddenly found the energy to suck back.

“Wha...,” he faltered, “how?” I felt his presence dwarfing me as I struggled to fight back. He was a wellspring of unlimited energy, but I was too weak to sip it with a tiny straw. Bound as we were—in our coital embrace—I knew his thoughts. I read his confused mind as he struggled to tame and finish me off.

I was a newborn and couldn’t resist him—so why was it suddenly hard to draw upon my remaining energy? His mind was in turmoil as he considered and discarded different scenarios. He pressed his mouth over mine, trying to create greater contact to facilitate his control over me. His lavender eyes widened with alarm as he recognized the taint surrounding me. A dreadful name flashed in his brain: