Hell To Pay (6 page)

“
Mmmmm,
” moaned the succubus, and fucked him harder. Somehow he found the strength to lift his hands and grip her ass, pulling her into him. She ground her hips down and he could feel her clit against his skin. It was
huge
.

Makes sense, I guess...
some faraway part of his mind thought.
She
was
made for sex...
He sucked harder, biting at her heated flesh, and she screamed. Her rhythm never faltered but he could feel her body quaking. His back tightened and he pushed up into her as hard as he could. Her juices were running down his thighs and his mouth was full of honey and cloves. He swallowed and something burned pleasantly on its way down.

Lily could have gone on forever, but Simon was only human. After a few minutes, he groaned around her nipple as an orgasm washed over him. Her cunt heated even more as he swelled inside her and she screamed again. It went on and on until he couldn’t take the friction. He clasped her down against his body and said, “Hold still!” She relaxed into him at once.

“
Oooooh
,” she murmured in his ear. “That
was
good. I think I’m going to like it here.”

With a weak chuckle he replied, “Good? That was incredible.” Her body was practically steaming and he was fighting sleep. “You feel amazing. You even
taste
amazing.” Simon stroked her back and she pressed into him like a cat.

“You say the sweetest things, master. Men have killed for a taste of succubus milk, and you can have all you want. It won’t steal your mind like it does theirs.” She laughed quietly. “At least, not if you don’t want it to. You rest now. I’ll be here when you wake up.” Somehow despite the warm fragrant weight of her he could breathe quite easily. A few more caresses and he was asleep. His dreams were filled with her, as they had been for months, but finally they were triumphant.

It probably didn’t hurt any that as soon as he was asleep, she slipped off him and licked him quite clean, eyes closed and savoring every drop. The smell and taste of lust filled her like food to a starving man. It had been many a year since she had fed so well.
His soul can wait. For now, this will do...

#

And so began a cycle that would have made Peter North cry like a baby. Lily didn’t get bored as long as she was getting attention regularly: she would patiently wait for him to sleep before slipping his cock into her mouth and waking
it
up. When his body begged fuel, she rubbed his shoulders while he ate, or watched quietly, looking at him with more hunger than
he
felt. The first time, she had taken up a particularly tempting kneeling position a few feet away from the kitchen table while he got the food ready. He asked her if she wanted any.

“I don’t need to eat, and I don’t get hungry. Not for food.” She looked pointedly at his cock and licked her lips. It was an odd habit she had, but Simon wouldn’t have dreamed of telling her to stop. Not once he managed to stop associating it with her eating his soul. It was
that
hot.

He sat down and started in himself. “
Can
you eat?”

“Oh, sure. But I swallow and it’s gone.
Whatever
it is.” Another wicked look. She had an endless supply.

“So you don’t...”

“No, I don’t. But if you ask... you’ll never know the difference. I don’t need to drink water, either, and I haven’t heard any complaints about being too dry.”

Simon shook his head. “No, no, that’s fine. Maybe the Romans liked it, but I’m okay.”

Lily laughed. “Some of them did, but not that many. Given how long they were around I got summoned by a
lot
of Romans, Western and Eastern. Even more after Constantine introduced them to Upstairs. Mostly Europeans and Middle-Easterners in general, really. Especially after the Bethlehem thing. Other cultures have demons, and if they got close enough to what it takes to open the way they could call one of us, but it’s not quite the same.”

This intrigued Simon greatly. “Are their demons real too?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know what ‘real’ is when it comes to a demon. They could be creations
of
magic, they could be things that get summoned
with
magic. Have I seen beings that weren’t angels and weren’t from Down Below? Yes. They didn’t bother me, I didn’t bother them. The one time somebody tried to use something like that to get out of the deal, it didn’t work.”

“What happened?” Simon tried to keep his voice casual: he’d never even
thought
of that.

“I ate it. It was
awful.
It was the only thing I
ever
put in my mouth that bothered me. I’m the only demon I know who understands the word
disgusting
: I’m pretty sure that how that thing tasted is what you mean. And the bits squirmed all the way down my throat
.
But every time I ripped it up, it just sort of oozed back together again, and it was in my way. I
get
what I bargain for.” She gave him a meaningful look. He said nothing and she continued.

“If you want to try it, be my guest. I’ll eat another one if I have to. But while your soul is
mine
, and not His...” Lily referred to the Adversary as
Him
, but wouldn’t refer to God as a distinct entity in any way. It was always
Upstairs
or
The Other Side
. “... keep in mind if humans found a way to get out of bargains with us, He’d put a stop to it. If He really thought it could be done, He wouldn’t let us make deals with you in the first place. Remember, He’d rather rule Below than serve Above.  And He’d rather not play than even take a
chance
on losing.”

He took in a breath and let it out slowly.
So much for an alternative plan.
“Duly noted. I’d hate to make you mad at me. And I wouldn’t dream of trying to cheat you. According to the stories that
never
works.”

She stretched and smiled lazily. “Smart boy. You deserve a little reward for being so good...” Catlike, she crawled to him, and started kissing his foot and then slowly moving upward...

#

Simon would never have believed that he could get bored with Lily, and so far, he would have been right. But he was feeling just a little bit restless. Fucking, sleeping, eating, fucking, recharging, and fucking again sounded like a dream come true - if you were a teenage boy. He wasn’t, and now that he had his initial raw need (mostly) out of his system, he wanted something more.

So on the fourth evening, after supper (incidentally eating the last of the food he had handy,) he said, “Lily, get dressed. The outfit you had on before will be fine.”

It appeared on her instantly and he paused to appreciate the view. Her body would have made Michelangelo throw his chisels in the Tiber, but hiding part of it just threw the rest into sharp relief. She spoke with mild curiosity.

“Are we going somewhere? Or are you just being perverse?”

“Yes, we are. We’re going out. Do you like dancing?”

“What difference does it make?”

He gave her a severe look. “You’ll do what I want, when I want. We’ve established that. If what I want is for you to tell me what you like and don’t like, you’ll do it. Answer the question.”

She gave him one of her you’re-so-confusing faces. “Actually, I
do
like dancing. Anything that makes men want me is my idea of a good time.”

“Much better, thank you.” Being thanked also made her look confused, but he had no plan to stop. Besides, it was cute. “Then we are going out dancing.” She just nodded.

He headed for the bathroom. She followed along and he said, “Oh, no. I let you in this shower and you’ll get all soapy and slippery and there goes the plan. You wait in the living room. I’d tell you to make yourself pretty while you wait but you’re already there.”

She giggled. “Smooth talker.” He shooed her away from the door and got himself cleaned up. Lily didn’t seem to care one way or another, and he’d ducked out for a quick swipe with a washcloth from time to time, but he
needed
a shower. He shaved, put on cologne and so forth, and slipped into the bedroom through the connecting door. Having outflanked the enemy, he managed to get dressed without interference and walked out to where she waited.

Lily looked him up and down. “Yummy. You sure you want to go out?” She came toward him with obvious intent and he held up one hand.

“Hold it.” She stopped with an exasperated look. “Plenty of time for that. We... are going
out.
Besides, sharing you was part of the deal, remember?”

She perked up. “Oh, I remember. And I
like
that idea. I haven’t done a group job since the Eastern Empire fell. All those alchemists and witches had no imagination whatsoever. ‘Wham, bam, thank you ma’am,
aiee
, my immortal soul.’ No sense of
style
.”

Simon ignored this. “Succubi swing both ways, if I understand correctly. That right?”

Lily nodded enthusiastically. “I’m more interested in boys, incubi are more interested in girls, but if it has a soul, lusting it up works for me. Besides, not all the witches were straight. A girl’s got to do what it takes to get the job done.” She looked quite pleased with herself. More so than usual.

He paused. “It needs a soul? So no playtime at the zoo? I thought some of you were into that kind of thing. Goats and dogs and bulls and such.”

She shrugged. “I don’t know if they have souls or not, but animals can’t be corrupted. At least, there’s none Down Below. And they don’t really feel lust. I will if you ask, and I won’t say I won’t enjoy it, but it’s not really how I’m wired.”

“Me neither, and I don’t think I’ll have time to get
that
depraved in a year. So I’m glad to hear that.”

Getting back to the matter at hand, he said, “Now, the book claimed that you could induce feelings of lust in others. I mean
other
than the regular way. Is that true too?”

A very evil smile. “You have
no idea
. I can’t do it to you... unless you ask?” He shook his head slightly and she sighed. “Oh, all right. But you don’t know what you’re missing. Anyway, yes, if the person has lust in their hearts, I can fan the flames, you might say. A person whose heart is pure, I can’t touch. And it doesn’t work on children. Don’t think I haven’t tried. You wouldn’t believe how often they ask for that. And they’re never happy with my acting job, they want real ones.”

Simon was trying not to feel sick at the idea of using lust-powers on children. “Why not? You can look like anything, you can
be
anything.”

“Because they don’t really want to have sex with children, they want to
hurt
children. Or to corrupt them. Which I can totally understand, but it won’t work. I think it’s the hormones.” She looked somewhat vexed at the memory and Simon said nothing.
Forgive her. She knows not what she does. Or at least, she can’t help it
. “They know I’m not a real child. I can’t really be hurt, I’m already corrupt. It just lacks a certain something. After a while they get frustrated.”

“I’d say, ‘That’s sick,’ but I suspect you would either be confused or laugh at me, so never mind. Anyway, to be clear, I like women, not little girls. Young and cute women are fine, but no kids. So don’t try, and don’t offer. Understood?”

She smiled. “I thought so. The ones who wanted children were no challenge anyway, their souls were almost already damned before I even came along. And they’re not filling at
all
. Thin. Sour. The ones like you, the strong ones, those are the tastiest.” She licked her lips as she so often did when this subject came up and a cold wind blew through Simon’s heart.

He shook it off. “Excellent. Then we’re out for a night on the town.”

#

Simon and Lily had no trouble whatsoever getting into the hottest club in Prague. They had the looks to get in and normally Simon would have just slipped the doorman a hundred Euros to pass the line. But Lily smiled at him and he opened the rope in a daze.

“That’s handy,” he said. “You’ll save me time
and
money.”

She giggled at him. Somehow even her giggle was perfectly audible over the driving music which filled even the entry bar and lounge area, and
she
could hear
him
over any distraction. “I’ve never paid for anything on Earth. Well, nothing money could buy. But how are you going to save time?”

“You can read minds, if the books were right. Other than mine, since I summoned you. That will cut out a lot of wasted time.”

“Yes I can, no I can’t, and what do you mean?” Her other masters -
former
masters - who had involved others had mostly skulked around with her picking out helpless peasant girls or the occasional forbidden noblewoman. They’d never dared take her out in public so blatantly, but once they had their prey cornered it had pretty much been over to the fucking. This was a new and confusing experience, but she was enjoying it. She was
made
to be vain and the looks she was getting were milk and honey to her.

“You can tell me which women are honestly here looking to get laid. Then I’ll pick one, and you’ll encourage them to pick
me
. Or us, depending.”

“But... what if one you want isn’t here for that?” Now she was
very
confused.

He gave her a rather exasperating grin. “Look around, Lily.” He gestured broadly at the mass of people in the club. “Look at them. Even if you
weren’t
with me, I could almost take my pick. And I have a
succubus
at my beck and call. You can be anything I want you to be. It would be childish to take one who didn’t want to be taken just because I could.”

“Well, then, why are we here at all?”

“Because I like the idea of what you can do to a woman. What it’ll be like with your powers spicing things up. Besides, I like to get out. It’d be too easy to just sit in the apartment and screw you for a year. I might forget to eat or something.” He gave her a very insincere lovelorn gaze and she giggled.

“Flatterer. Well, you’re in charge. Besides, I love to hunt. This is the most fun I’ve ever had in the hunting.” Her smile changed to something very predatory.