Courts and Cabals 2 by G.S. D'Moore (best novel books to read .txt) 📕

In actuality, a prison is a mass of concrete and solid metal doors with little slits of reinforced glass that people could look out of. The door the guard led Lilith too looked like it weighed about a hundred pounds. There was a little opening for food trays to be passed through, but even from where she stood, she could see the shimmering, magical force that surrounded the door’s only weak point. The room beyond had no windows, an uncomfortable looking bed, a stainless-steel shitter, and two pairs of yellow circles; one on the floor and the other on the wall. It looked lonely, uncomfortable, and designed to breakdown a person’s spirit.

“Stand on the yellow dots,” the guard ordered. He’d been silent so far, unlike the other inmates they’d passed, and she could feel his unease. He knew what she was, and what she was capable of.

She could also feel the powerful wards on his person to protect him from her charms. If she gave it a good, college try, she could have broken them, but this wasn’t the time. Instead, she did as she was told and went to stand on the yellow dots. Most men would try to cop a feel of her ass as they removed her restraints, but this guard tried to touch her as little as possible. She even arched her back a little and thrust out her ass to see what he’d do. It was like she stuck a hot poker in his eye. He jumped back, panicked and sweating, but she didn’t capitalize on it. She just stood there with her hands on the yellow dots and waited.

He approached her like a jackrabbit ready to bolt, and carefully removed the restraints. She kept her hands on the wall and didn’t move until he’d nearly backed out of the room.

“I . . . I’m gay, so don’t try anything,” he stammered.

“It doesn’t matter,” she knew a person’s sexual orientation wasn’t a defense against her, but she didn’t say that. She had no idea what her situation was, how long she would be here, or where her family was in the process of getting her out. It was best to keep the guards off balance as long as possible.

The door shut behind her, and she removed her hands from the circles. She took a deep breath, and really looked at the room. Simple concrete and steel, no matter how thick, couldn’t hold a succubus. She walked over to the wall opposite the bed and put her hands on it. Slowly, she started to apply pressure. Nothing happened at first, but then wards inlaid into the concrete itself started to glow. She applied more and more pressure until the whole room was bathed in magical light; some of it her own emerald hue. Her mission accomplished; she removed her hands. She’d felt what the cell had to offer, and found it lacking.

The wards were clean and professionally done. Her cursory glance revealed no weaknesses she could take advantage of or unravel; but that wasn’t the issue. It was an issue of power. Only so much power could be dumped into the wards, and if she was right, she had enough power to break out. Even more important, she had enough power to step. It would take a lot out of her, but she could do it.

“As long as I act soon.”

The meal Fern fed her wasn’t going to last forever, and as she steadily lost the extra strength Cam’s seed provided, she would lose options. She hoped the lawyers worked quickly.

“Where the fuck is Cam?” a loud voice echoed through her heavy door. “Yeah, I have a great ass, but if you touch it, I’ll bite your dick off you little cocksucker!” Dani raged, and people hooted and hollered. She was already a crowd favorite.

Lilith went to her door and angled herself so she could see the smaller woman being pushed down the hallway by a large guard. It was like an adult prodding an uncooperative child. He was six-two, two-fifty, and clearly worked out a lot. He was trying to ignore the dwarf, but it was clear from the movement of his eyes that he wasn’t gay. Apparently, that was something they only brought out for the resident succubus.

“Do I need to spell it out for you?” Dani snapped as the guard brought her to a halt in front of the cell next to Lilith’s. “Where is Cam?”

The guard continued to ignore her and went to open the cell.

“Hey, I’m talkin’ to you! Hey . . . oink oink motherfucker,” she made snorting noises through her nose, and that finally got the man’s attention.

Lilith had never met a cop who liked being called a pig, and this man was no exception. He threw the door open, put his hands on Dani’s back, and pushed her inside . . . well, he tried to.

He was human, and Dani was a dwarf. It didn’t matter how much his muscles bulged; he would never be stronger than her. When every action needed an equal and opposite reaction, and his lesser force met a more-immovable object; the result demanded by physics was him comically skidding backward. His arms pinwheeled as he tried to maintain his balance. Dani turned to smirk at him, the rest of the prisoners laughed at his expense, and it looked like the vein busting out of his forehead was about to pop. He went for a nasty-looking baton on his hip. The moment he touched it; electricity shot down its length like it was Zeus’s thunderbolt.

“Dani,” Lilith said calmly, “please stop antagonizing the man and get in the damn cell.”

The dwarf heard the command in her tone, but still huffed indignantly as she went into the room. The guard looked from Lilith to Dani for a second before deactivating the stun baton. He reemerged from the cell