Destiny's Wrath (Destiny Series - Book 3) by Straight, Nancy (manga ereader txt) 📕

a few steps into the wall. Bert couldn’t believe the energy coursing though him, as if his body was acting of its own accord. He had no control. The sensations were steamy - he wanted her. The initial shock wore off for Cynthia. She, too, was more aroused than he could have expected. She grinded herself into Bert and moaned quietly into his chest.

“Would you like to take this elsewhere?” Bert heard his voice ask. His hands were on her hips, again squeezing, moving up and down. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Bert would never have had the courage to do this.

Cynthia moaned and breathlessly urged, “Bert, I want you. Tell me you want me, too.”

For the first time, they were Bert’s words, he spoke them, “Cynthia, I can’t take it anymore.” Bert was in full control of his body again. Her clothes were gone in a flash and the two never left the entryway. He was so aroused that he was unable to savor their time together.

When it was over, Bert was at a loss for words, “Cynthia, I, ah, wow . . . I hope that was okay?”

Almost dismissively, Cynthia answered, “You’re out of practice.” She was dressing quickly and didn’t seem the slightest bit surprised to have had an afternoon romp with a neighbor she hardly knew. She also didn’t feel the need to stroke his ego and tell him it was the best five minutes she’d had all day. Once they were both dressed, Bert felt awkward, unable to form a sentence in his mind.

He’d always looked at Cynthia as if she were out of his league. Bert could feel himself losing control of his body again, moving back into the observer role. He felt his hand begin stroking her hair again. As his fingers ran through her hair, he couldn’t help but notice the softness, the silky feel of it. Then Bert felt his hand stiffen as it grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. Bert’s mouth found her jugular and began caressing it with his tongue. After a full minute, he could feel her heart racing as his hand slacked and his mouth went to her ear. The words weren’t his, “Out of practice, yes, but I’m certain you’ll be willing to work with me on that again very soon, won’t you, my dear.” Bert’s hand released her and she stumbled a little.

Her eyes were wide at first, then relaxed as she moved to him and pressed her body to his. In a confident, sultry voice, “I could be back in an hour, if you’re up for it?”

Again, Bert wasn’t in control of his body, nor his voice, as he heard his response, “I’ll give you an hour and a half. Wear something sexy for me, won’t you?” His body leaned over the cute little package and kissed her forehead, then whispered in her ear, “Cancel any plans you may have this evening, I think you’ll not be up for any other activities when I’m done with you.” Bert’s hand playfully slapped her rear and reached for the door to dismiss her.

Cynthia stepped off the porch and began jogging back the way she had come. Bert closed the door, shocked at what had just transpired. Looking back in the mirror, he asked himself what had just happened.

“You got laid, you moron,” was the response in his mind.

Bert knew he was hearing a voice in his head. He knew he had lost control of his body and speech. Given the last fifteen minutes, he didn’t much care. Bert spoke aloud, “How did you do that?”

“I didn’t do it, well, not all of it. Some of it was you. You need confidence. That little lady is just the beginning. Let me use your body for my purposes, and I’ll ensure you have a steady stream of ‘friends’ just like Cynthia.”

“So, I’m not crazy. You’re really in my head?”

“I hate this part. No matter who my host is, we always go through the same round of questions. Yes, I’m really in your head. My name is Samael. Yes, I can take control of your body, but if I take it from you by force, it exhausts me. I’d much rather you permit me to use your body. I’ll make sure you’re conscious for all the things I believe you will enjoy.”

“Like Cynthia?”

“Yes, like Cynthia. If you get to the point that you do not need my assistance, I’ll bow out entirely from your little frolics. But let’s face it, she was correct. You are out of practice.”

“Even when you were in control, I could still feel everything. Did you know that?”

“Yes, yes, of course. It is, after all, your body. I will rarely make you do anything you do not wish to do, but I can force your body to do something you were too ignorant to do. I can show you how to make Cynthia putty in your hand, how to make her beg for more, how to make her orgasm in seconds.”

“So, what’s the downside?”

“Eventually, I’ll leave you. When I do, you will be wealthy, you’ll have more women than you know what to do with. We may even remain friends.”

“That doesn’t sound like much of a downside?”

“As long as you share with no one that I have taken up residence with you, there isn’t a downside. There are people who wish me harm. If anyone finds out that I am in you, it could mean your death.”

“Death?”

“If you keep your mouth shut, you’ll be perfectly safe. When I’m done, you’ll be living the life you’ve always wanted.”

“So, I let you use my body, you make me rich and I get to see Cynthia again? The only stipulation is that I not tell anyone that I hear voices in my head?”

“Correct.”

“Well then, I guess I’d better keep my mouth shut. Samael, you have my permission to use my body.”

“Fabulous. Let’s go prepare your bedroom for Cynthia. It