Hell To Pay (7 page)

“Good. You may enjoy it as much as you like, but let’s be perfectly clear. If I ask you a question about what someone is thinking, you are to answer honestly and directly. You are not to use your powers on anyone without my express direction other than to read their minds. Do you understand me?”

She didn’t even blink, much less pout. “I understand and I will obey. There’s so much lust in here even
I
might be satisfied for a while.” Another giggle, although it wasn’t exactly
cute
. “I’ll be good. For a certain definition of ‘good.’”

He patted her on the bottom and she started. He ignored her expression, which was very similar to the one he would have gotten from a tigress had he done the same thing: equal parts “I’m going to eat your
heart
” and “I can’t believe you
did
that.” He simply said, “That’s my girl. Let’s go hunting.”

Simon had never been a soldier and so didn’t know the phrase “target-rich environment.” But it fit the situation perfectly. Prague was a crossroads of Europe and while most of the clubgoers looked quite a bit like him, there was a broad spectrum of faces and bodies from all over the world. He pulled Lily out onto the dance floor and they were immediately the center of attention. At least, she was. Every man in eyeshot stared at her until something - usually a pissed-off companion - got his attention back. But Simon got more than a few appraising looks as women compared themselves to Lily and tried to tell themselves that they weren’t
that
outclassed.

Lily danced as well as she fucked. She was the picture of sensual grace as she flowed across the floor. “I
love
this music!” she said in a whisper that filled Simon’s ears. “All the fuss they made about how licentious Beethoven was? They’d drop dead after ten seconds of this.”

“It suits you,” was all he said. It took some getting used to to have a companion who could easily hear whatever he said no matter how loud the scene, and Simon had to resist shouting as he normally would. He was trying not to think about what had happened the last time he had danced with a hot girl in a club. Mostly the irony was making him want to laugh, and not in a pleasant way. A strained hysteria was trying to fill his head.
They both wanted my soul. This one’s going to
get
it. The priests were right, women are man’s ruin.

A song ended and the DJ started a little patter before queuing up the next one. Simon took advantage of the break to kiss Lily, who looked startled. Her expression helped him forget his apprehension.

“Don’t like kisses? Did I forget to brush my teeth?” She had never tried to kiss him - not on the mouth - and her own mouth had usually been very busy doing something he couldn’t bear to interrupt.

She grinned at him. “I almost never get kisses. I think it’s like with whores. Fine to fuck, but no kisses.”

This got a real laugh out of Simon. “They didn’t know what they were missing.” He kissed her again and a flush of warmth filled him as she responded. She shuddered against him as the music started up again. Her hand stroked his cock through his pants and he pushed it away gently.

“None of that. We’re here for something else.” She stopped trying to grope him and only a twinge of disappointment showed on her features before she smiled again.

“Yes, Simon. Anything in particular I should be looking for?” Her eyes had narrowed and the predator was plain to see.

“Maybe a little contrast.” He smiled as the music picked up and she moved more insistently. “I mean, if you had a twin sister that would be amazing, but I can’t pay you both. So some variety.”

Her hand ran down his body possessively. “The more the merrier in bed. But what’s in here...” She touched his chest, over his heart. “... belongs to me.”

Simon shook his head. “You have no idea.” At her lazy smile he shuddered.
No, she really doesn’t
.

To get off
that
subject, he looked around and was immediately presented with a particularly tempting morsel. A short but willowy Asian girl with bobbed black hair and a lyrical face was laughing with another woman as they looked over the dance floor. He pointed.

“How about her? What’s her story?” Lily followed his finger and looked at the girl casually. Her face immediately turned back to him.

“She’s on the prowl. She
loves
Europe and European men. Guys where she’s from tend to be jerks toward pretty girls. Be nice to her, treat her right, she’s all over you.”

“You got it that fast?”

Lily shrugged. Even her shrugs looked like choreographed dance moves. “I read her whole story, Simon. It’s what I do.”

A thought came to him. “Can you tell if she has any diseases, or if she’s pregnant, or anything like that?”

Another shrug. “I can and she doesn’t and she isn’t.” Lily smiled. “She’s Grade-A Prime. And I’m getting hungry again.”

Simon smoothly pulled Lily to the edge of the floor. “Lily, you’re a wonder. Too bad about the rules, I’d rent you out to the Mayo Clinic.” She giggled.

“Can you...
aim
this lust thing? Not just turn her on, but make her want
me
?” A sultry nod. “Do it. Don’t hurt her, don’t make her do anything crazy. Just... reel her in.”

“Yes, Simon.” She turned to press her side to him so they were both looking in the Chinese girl’s direction. He felt a surge of... something. It felt a little like magic and a little like static electricity. The woman’s head snapped up and turned toward them. It was hard to see in the uneven light, but he thought her face was flushing.

The woman turned back to the person she’d been talking to and said something, then started walking uncertainly toward Lily and Simon. The other girl looked confused for a second, then shrugged and melted into the crowd. He watched the slight form work its way through the bodies on the dance floor, hardly deviating from a straight line. In a few seconds she was standing just a few feet away, staring at him.

“Hi there,” he said in English. “I’m Simon. This is Lily.” He nodded at the succubus, but her eyes stayed fixed to Simon’s face. After several seconds she blinked and managed to reply.

“I’m Sheila. Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

Simon smiled. Her English was heavily accented... but it wasn’t a
Chinese
accent.

“I’ve never met an Australian who looked like you, Sheila. Is that really your name?” He kept his tone light so she wouldn’t think he was making fun.

“Yeah. Me mum was new to Australia when I was born, moved there with me da. Me name’s really Chun Hua, but she thought ‘Sheila’ was what most girls in Australia were named so that’s what she called me.” Through the fascination there was a hint of challenge. “Wanna make somethin’ of it?”

“No, it’s great. What brings you to Prague, Sheila?”

“Studyin’ art. I’m an artist, gonna study at Charles in the fall.”

He nodded. Charles University was
hundreds
of years old. Not surprising it attracted students from all over the world.

“Would you like to dance, Sheila?” Simon wasn’t sure of the protocol for this lust thing.

“I wouldn’t mind dancin’, but I’d rather fuck. You got a place?”

He blinked and said, “Sure. You want to come home with us?”

Sheila looked at Lily but only for a fraction of a second. “I want to go home with
you
. If she’s in on it, I can live with that. Not into birds, but whatever.”

Lily was going into gales of laughter at Simon’s confused look and drawing even more stares that usual. “There you have it, Simon. She’s not into birds, but whatever.”

“Settle down, Lily.” She quieted but her face was alive with mischief. “If that’s what you want, Sheila, let’s go.”

Simon’s apartment was in a very stylish neighborhood, and was within walking distance of the best nightlife. The trio walked out into the early autumn night, the streets still filled with people looking to enjoy life.

When they got to the apartment, Simon closed the door and started to ask Sheila if she wanted some wine when he was interrupted by her jumping into his arms and kissing him like mad.

“I’ll go turn down the bed, shall I?” said Lily with amusement. Simon waved her toward the bedroom and kissed Sheila back. She was a sweet contrast to Lily’s voluptuous figure and smelled like wine and flowers. He kissed her for several minutes and her breathing grew strained.

“Fuck, you’re a good kisser,” she said when they stopped for breath. Simon laughed. She was the most direct Chinese girl he could possibly imagine.

Her little fist dug into his ribs. “Stop laughin’ at me.”

“Sorry. I just love a girl who knows what she wants.”

Sheila pushed away from him, reached down, grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. “What I want is your dick. Now. Quit laughin’ and get naked.”

“Yes
ma’am.
” Simon was as good as his word. He shucked off his clothes and threw them on a chair while Sheila did the same with her panties. She hadn’t been wearing a bra - her breasts were small and firm and didn’t really need one. She looked at him with renewed lust as his cock sprang into view.

“Fuck, that’s gorgeous
too
.” As soon as he had finished undressing she was in front of him on her knees. She had to rise up to reach it but nothing could keep her mouth off his cock. She couldn’t get but half of it in her mouth but not for lack of trying. Simon sighed luxuriously and stroked her hair while she sucked.

She brought up her hands and jacked his shaft while she sucked and managed to cover the whole thing. He watched the drool run down her chin and his cock flexed, making her gag. She pulled it out and gasped for air.

“You can come in my mouth if you want, but then I
need
you to fuck me.
Please
.” She looked up at him with raw desire in her eyes.

Simon’s recharge time had gotten very impressive since Lily’s arrival. He didn’t even think about it. “You’ll get what you want. Keep going.”

Her eyes lit up and she went back to sucking him. While no human could match Lily she was... more
real
in a sense. Her small fingers were surprisingly strong and she pulled at him in desperation.

After a few more minutes his hands tightened in her hair and the come spurted into her mouth. She moaned with pleasure and kept up a gentle pressure until he was finished, then slowly slipped her mouth off him. She wiped at her face with the back of her hand and looked at him with a little smile of triumph.

“Pretty good, eh?”

He staggered over to the couch and sat down heavily. “Pretty
great
.” Her smile grew wider and she walked over and sat beside him. She put his hand on his cock, which had softened slightly, and it firmed again.

“It just keeps on goin’.” She stroked it gently and watched his face. When he didn’t protest, she climbed into his lap and slowly brought herself down onto his dick. As the head slipped into her furry little slit her head rolled back and she moaned helplessly.

“Oh fuck... it’s so big...” She was trying to force herself down onto it too fast even though she was
dripping
wet. Sheila was no virgin but she wasn’t
that
experienced and she just wasn’t built on the same scale he was. He put his hands under her ass and kept her from pushing when it got so tight it hurt.

When he wouldn’t let her thrust, she started bouncing up and down.
Fast.
He sucked air after a few strokes. She was going
insane
. But at least her cunt was gradually stretching around him. She couldn’t speak, just moaned and wailed as she filled with his cock. He watched her small tits shake, tiny dark brown nipples dancing before his eyes. He caressed one lightly and she cried out.

Just as she got all the way down, he felt something touch the end of his dick. She was
literally
full of cock. When it pressed her inside she wailed louder and began to shake uncontrollably.

“
FUCK! Your cock is so good Simon I’m so fucking FULL!
” She was still trying to bounce but a little flash of pain washed over her face every time she hit too hard. He held her down and snuck his hand between them, feeling for her clit.

When he touched it she
screamed
. He stroked as gently as he could. She came over and over again, the orgasms blurring together. Finally, she sagged against him fighting for breath and he stopped. She kissed his chest and neck weakly.

Simon had managed not to come himself, since he’d already had one orgasm, but his dick was aching. When she had steadied a little he said, “Let’s go in the bedroom before one of us hurts his back, okay?”

She laughed a little unsteadily and managed to pull herself off. When his cock slipped out her face went slack. “Empty. So empty.”

He got up and helped her to her feet. “We’ll fix that. Come on.”

They walked toward the bedroom. Simon was more or less carrying Sheila to keep her from falling. She had gotten her second wind and was was
way
too busy kissing him and fondling his dick to worry about little things like not falling down and breaking her neck. When they went through the door Simon’s cock stiffened even more. Lily was lying naked in the bed with a caught-the-canary grin. She looked at both of them and licked her lips. “Yum. Look what you’ve brought me.”

Sheila looked at Lily and frowned. Even through her haze of need for Simon she knew when she was outmatched. “What d’ya want with me when you’ve got
this
waitin’ for ya?” A note of despair entered her voice.

“Hey, none of that!” Simon kept his voice light. “Don’t you think I like you too?” He put his hand on top of hers where it gripped his cock and smiled. She smiled back and the hungry light returned to her eyes. “That’s better. You’re
both
gorgeous.”

Whimsically, he said, “In fact what I’d really like to do is watch you kiss Lily all over and then fuck the
both
...” Simon’s voice trailed off. Sheila had leapt into the bed and was licking and kissing her way up Lily’s leg. She moved with purpose and energy and was soon nuzzling at Lily’s smooth pussy. Lily spread her legs wide and sighed with pleasure.

“Why, thank you, Simon. What a sweet little tongue she...
oooooh!
... has.”