Courts and Cabals by G. D'Moore (e reader comics txt) 📕

“What was I . . .” the fog in her mind persisted, and she gave her head a few good shakes. One smacked it against hardwood floor. “Where am I?” she finally started to take in her surroundings.

The floors were chilly, and although her species was only adversely affected by extreme temperatures, she still felt it. She straightened up, and promptly smacked her head into a metal lattice.

“Shit,” she cursed, as she started to put two and two together. She was under her bed.

“What the fuck is going on?” she pulled on her comforter to expose the rest of the room as her memory started to flood back.

The moon was only a sliver, so the amount of light in the room was negligible. Of course, her gifts allowed her to see perfectly with even that little light, and with the comforter out of the way, the room came into view. Despite the racket, Dani, her dwarf roommate, slumbered in her bed. The shorter woman had a particularly heavy breathing pattern when she was in deep sleep, and nothing short of a bomb would wake her up.

Lilith straightened up, cracked her back, and took stock of the situation. She was still in her uniform skirt, but her bra was on the floor. Since she normally folded and put away her clothes, that was a red flag. Dani’s side of the room was still a mess, so it was impossible to tell if there were signs of a struggle. Since the dwarf was sleeping without a care in the world, no one had heard a fight and come rushing to help.

Lilith studied her sleeping friend. Dani had a tendency to sleep in the nude. Lilith didn’t know why. She wore appropriate sleeping clothes. She wasn’t a barbarian. Studying the dwarf’s massive breasts as she slept, Lilith could say for certain she wasn’t hungry.

“There goes that theory.” She thought her grogginess and memory loss could have been due to severe hunger. She turned her attention away from her friend and focused on her memory.

She pushed power from the core of her being; power that she got from the sexual energy of others. She was young, so she didn’t have much, but as she grew and got more experienced, her magical battery would grow. Once she reached full maturity in three years, she’d be an order of magnitude stronger than she currently was. She couldn’t wait for that day, and the increased appetites it would bring.

At the moment, she concentrated on remembering. The first thing that came to mind was a cock. Eight inches, solid thickness, without any weird bends that made it look like a banana. It was a good, hefty, straight cock. There was something about a quiz. Normally, she didn’t need any help. Not having to sleep much left her plenty of time to finish her homework, but this time she needed help. Everyone knew if you needed help you went to Cameron Dupree.

“Cam!” it came flooding back to her. She remembered him going off fairly quickly, but that was usually the case with humans. He tasted good going down, a fine meal, but then . . . something. She couldn’t put her finger on it. “Did someone ambush me while I was sucking dick?”  It sounded silly, but a succubus was most vulnerable when she was . . . occupied. “Maybe, but that feeling?”

It felt like someone lit a fire inside her. Like a nuke had gone off. No . . . like someone had jump started a star. She’d never felt anything like it, and just thinking about it had her panties soaked. She bit her lip and gave Dani a sideways glance. The dwarf gave a very unladylike snort and she rolled over to reveal a bare, but shapely, ass. Despite the sudden desire, something told Lilith that Dani wouldn’t be happy to be woken up with a request to go to town on her Egg McMuffin.

Fortunately, there was always someone she could call if she had questions. Someone who’d been there for Lilith every step of the way. Someone who’d taught her every trick in her book. Someone who’d only give her a little grief for waking her up in the middle of the night: her mother. The thought might terrify some humans. After all, what person wanted to think about a mother teaching her daughter the art of smoking the pink cigar. Succubae didn’t look at things that way. This was a mother teaching her daughter how to eat. Humans taught their kids to drink from sippy cups and use their fork and spoon. It was the same. The only difference was viewpoint.

Lilith grabbed her phone from her desk and quietly exited the room. Each floor had a common area with a small kitchen, chairs, and a TV. She sat down at the table and dialed the number from memory. She didn’t even care about the time difference.

“Hello,” a sultry voice answered that could have raked in seven figures working a phone sex line.

“Mom,” Lilith’s voice must have betrayed something.

“What’s wrong?” Human or supernatural, a mother was a mother.

“I have a question for you . . .”

***

“What the shit?”

One second there was darkness, and the next, reality sprang back into focus. It gave me a whole new appreciation for the term ‘let there be light’.

I bolted upright and was forcefully met with a pair of hands and a kind face. “Easy, darlin’,” the nurse replied with practiced bedside manner. “Lay back down. You’ve been through a lot.”

I allowed her to push me back down as my memory returned in a rush. “Got my dick sucked . . . check. A succubus with epilepsy . . . maybe. Walking back to the dorm and getting hit by lightning . . .?” I didn’t know