The Incubus House

Bee will do anything to make her two demon lovers hers. An old woman with two mysterious apples seems to have all the answers . . . or does she?

Part One: The Apple

Once again, Bee found herself standing outside the “Incubus House,” unsure if her heart could take any more of her two lovers.

Yet, knowing she couldn’t stop herself from coming back.

Catching her coat before the midnight wind could blow it open, Bee proceeded into the building.

Welcoming the smell of sex, Bee let it add to her own growing desires, heating her body with excitement. Her pussy dampening her panties, Bee found herself stopping at their door.

Her heart beat faster as her hand hovered above the doorknob.

Why was she doing this to herself?

They didn’t love her . . . not like she loved them.

But like a drug, she couldn’t stop herself. She needed them.

Opening the door, Bee found her two greatest lovers lying side by side. Their naked bodies made her catch her breath.

Radon and Aden, like all incubus, were tall and lean. Their violet hair was as oddly alluring as their dark gray skin, which looked brushed with silver. Everything about them gave away their demon heritage.

It had been the one thing Bee had demanded of them once she had fallen in love.

She had demanded that they not hide their true selves.

They didn’t have to hide their hair, their eyes, or even their tails. Their tails had smooth balls at the tips.

Bee bit her lip at the thought of what that ball had done last time.

She would love them, every part of them.

And looking at Aden’s silver goatee and Radon’s silver head of hair, loving them wasn’t going to be a hard thing.

They were perfect, Bee thought to herself as she closed the door behind her.

They were a perfect balance. Aden was intense and always in control, while Radon was relaxed and ready to go wherever the pleasure took him.

“Take off your clothing, my little queen Bee,” Aden’s dark, erotic voice said, forever the dominant one in their little game of seduction.

Shivers of delight played up and down Bee’s body, hardening her nipples.

Taking off her jacket, Bee watched as Radon came to stand behind her. The heat of his body touched her right before his lips made contact with her neck.

A whispering moan escaped her as electric heat shot up and down her body, stopping only at her aching pussy and making it throb and drip for more.

“Don’t stop. Keep taking it off,” Aden said again, his hand going to his hard cock.

Bee could see it sitting heavy in his hand. Knowing that not even she could completely wrap her hands around him made her nipples harder, her body tingle, and her green eyes slowly close with lust.

Oh, she wanted them.

Wanted them more than she had ever wanted anything.

Taking off her shirt, Bee watched as Aden played with himself. His brown eyes dropped low with passion as he watched her.

“Radon,” she moaned.

His hand was on her breast as soon as her bra hit the floor. He cupped her full breasts, squeezed them, and rubbed her hard brown nipples.

She was hot. So hot and needy right now.

Radon moved the ball of his tail to her clitoris and slowly slid it up and down her wet slit.

Bee’s body grew greedy for more.

She always wanted more.

“On your knees,” Aden snapped with lust and power.

Bee didn’t know how she or Radon came to be on the floor next to the bed. Then again, she really didn’t give a fuck at that moment either.

Aden stood in front of her, stroking himself harder.

“Tell us, baby. Tell us where you want Radon to fuck you.”

Mind in bliss, body sensitive and aching, Bee licked her lips before answering him with air that wasn’t even in her lungs yet.

“P-pussy,” she said, licking her lips again. “Fuck me in the pussy with your tail.”

Outside of the bedroom, she would have never said such words. There was a time when she wouldn’t even say them there.

But here, with them, she felt like she could do anything, say anything.

“You heard our little queen. Tail fuck her.”

Those words had barely been spoken before Bee cried out in surprise when he entered her.

Radon’s tail pushed deep within her pussy, her inner muscles trying to push him out, only for him to push deeper.

Bee was moaning long and hard with the feel of him forcing his way in and out of her body with mind-blowing speed. Bee moved her hips to meet his thrusts.

Radon moaned in his throat while his sensitive tail moved inside Bee’s wet pussy.

He knew she was about to cum, but he didn’t let that stop him from taking her over a human orgasm and giving her a demonic climax.

It was something that made them see, taste, and feel pleasure. This was the kind of climax that not only filled the one having it, but everyone around her as well.

It also fed the incubus, giving them a more heightened sense of pleasure that only incubus could reach.

Bee climaxed with a scream.

Her whole body was shaking as her mind was engulfed in a new world of desire.

Without wasting any time, Aden stepped forward and made her come eye to eye with his cock. His pre-cum showed on the head.

“Lick it off,” he demanded, hitting her on the cheek with it.

Bee opened her mouth eagerly, knowing his pleasure was her pleasure.

With one good lick, Bee took Aden’s dick into her moist mouth, licking it before sucking it in deeper.

“Ah, that’s it, baby. Deep throat that shit . . . Ooh, fuck.”

Aden’s hand pushed into her dark hair, then held her there so he could pound in from an angle.

Bee’s sweet pink lips tightened as she ran her tongue along his vein, then sucked harder, allowing herself to pull back and roll her tongue across the head before taking him deeper.

Hot fire shot up his cock, making his toes curl and his eyes roll back.

Radon continued to fuck her pussy with his tail, letting his erection enter her tight little ass.

They all groaned together, their pleasure becoming a single energy that filled them all over.

They moved as one, at a pace set only by self-satisfaction.

Letting her head go, Aden finally let her take control, and she slid her tongue across his balls, which made him suck in a breath of absolute pleasure.

“Ah . . . Blessed . . . Antichrist, I’m going to cum,” Aden said, grinding his teeth together.

A burning sensation in her belly began to grow in all of them.

Bee, who felt so full yet so empty, raised her hips to Radon as a silent plea to go faster, harder, and so much deeper.

As if he had heard every word, Radon’s strokes became deeper, and his hips hit her harder, making his balls smack against her ass.

The pleasure and pain of his thrust added to the burning heat in her belly until it all just shot through them.

Bee arched her back, letting them cum inside her.

The world stopped.

The energy that filled her took away everything around her, leaving only the ecstasy of the moment . . .

They fell to the ground, exhausted from what felt like hours of lovemaking.

Radon lay on his side next to Bee, while Aden sat leaning against the bed. Their breathing was heavy, and the only sound was the beating of their hearts.

Radon still had his tail inside her pussy. Its presence was now becoming a little painful, but she would never ask him to take it out.

Not when it felt so right.

A little over an hour later, Bee walked out into the cold air, her black hair blowing wildly through the wind, kissing her soft vanilla skin as the crack of dawn approached.

Letting her coat swallow her slim form, Bee walked home.

Bee wanted to cry, scream, and shout all at the same time.

They had once again cast her aside like a dirty shirt, to wear only when they wanted to . . .

Like she was just supposed to be happy that they didn’t take her soul.

How many other souls had they not taken?

How many times had this gone on?

How many times would she let this happen?

“You look troubled, young lady. What’s on your mind?”

A small voice came from behind her.

Bee stopped, just now noticing the old woman waiting by the bus stop.

Turning around, Bee looked closer at the old woman. Her back was hunched over, and her face sagged with old age. She had a black robe on her too-skinny figure that seemed too thin to stop any cold air that might hit her.

“And by the look of the lines on your forehead, they must be men problems,” the old lady said.

“Well, yes, but how did you know?”

The old woman cut Bee off with a wave of her hand.

“I’ve seen you walking in and out of that sex house many times, girl. Hell, when I was your age, I was in and out of there.”

The older woman gave a dark, dry laugh as she gave Bee a pitiful look.

“Let me guess. You’ve fallen in love with one of the workers. But they don’t love you back.”

Shit.

Was it that common?

Was she like every other woman they had?

Bee couldn’t deny it any longer. She would most likely end up like this woman, alone and talking to a stranger to comfort herself.

Hell’s bells, she was thirty-seven, beating on fifty’s door, and that’s when they would truly cast her aside and never pick her back up.

“Yes, child. I was like you. If only I had these apples when I was your age, I would have had him to myself for eternity . . . But now—”

Her voice cut off as if that was enough said.

Her skinny fingers pulled out two perfectly red apples from her robe.

Bee’s head snapped toward the apples that now sat in the old woman’s hands.

Was this what she needed to have her happily ever after?

Were these apples some kind of love potion for demons?

“May I have them?”

Bee looked at the old woman, then the apples, then at the old woman again.

This was very familiar . . . Bee just couldn’t put her finger on it.

“All right, I’ll give them to you, but once you give them to them, they will never release you,” the old woman said.

Bee’s thoughts went to every time they made love to her, how it had been on a level beyond sex . . .

Well, to her, it seemed more than sex.

Her thoughts went to how she wanted them to hold her through the night . . .

“And you’re sure it won’t kill them?” Bee asked as she took the apples into her hands, like they were glass that could break at any time.

They were so perfect and fresh.

“Yes, yes. Now I must go. My bus is coming. Goodbye, little Bee.”

The old lady walked to the edge of the sidewalk as a bus pulled up.

Giving one more wave, the old woman disappeared onto the bus.

Stuffing the apples into the pockets of her coat, Bee walked off once again.

It wasn’t until Bee made it home that she remembered . . .

She never told the old lady that she was in love with two men . . .

Or that her name was Bee.

Part Two: A Wish To Curse

She had been away for two weeks, longer than she had ever been.

All throughout that time, Bee could think of nothing but them.

Were they thinking about her?

Did they move on?

Did they even notice she wasn’t there?

The apples sat heavy in her coat, almost dragging her down as she walked up the steps.

When Bee finally made it to their room, her hand grew sweaty. Her body didn’t seem to sit still.

Would they eat it, or would they eat her soul?

“Baby, where have you been?” Radon said, opening the door as if he had known she had been standing there.

Normally, his deep voice would awaken her inner sex kitten. Now, all Bee could feel was nervousness.

He stood, as always, naked in his room. Working in the Incubus House, there was no need for clothing. Not when an incubus’s naked body was so much better to look at.

Swallowing her nervousness, Bee smiled at Radon and walked into the room.

“Where’s Aden?” Bee asked, looking around the room.

“He’ll be here soon . . . We’ve missed you, little Bee.”

Pushing his silver hair from his eyes, Radon walked closer to Bee as his lips fell upon hers.

The taste of his lips was like the sweetest candy. It made her want to have more, to eat him up and have him inside of her forever.

Her clothing fell off as if it had never been on.

With nothing holding back the heat of his body, Bee fell against his hard chest.

One of Radon’s hands moved to her soaked pussy. As his fingers began playing with her clit, Bee stepped onto her tiptoes and moaned into his mouth.

“Now beg for it. Beg to be fucked,” he said, his lips only leaving hers for a moment before they came smashing back into hers.

“Only if you eat the gift I got you,” Bee said, pushing herself away from his warm body.

Maybe if she got one of them to eat the apple, Radon would help give the other apple to Aden.

Getting one of the apples out of her coat pocket, Bee handed it to Radon.

He ate it without question, even licking his fingers afterward.

Bee observed him for any changes while, at the same time, hoping he wouldn’t collapse and die at her feet . . .

Nothing.

The old bitch had lied.

The apples did nothing to help her problem.

Now they would never belong to her.

Bee let Radon kiss her again, this time devouring her mouth as if he couldn’t get enough.

Pulling away so she could breathe, Bee looked into Radon’s eyes.

Right before he pushed their lips back together again, Bee noticed something.

In that small moment, Radon’s eyes had looked red instead of the brown they normally were.

But it had been so quick that Bee wondered if it had been her imagination.

“Looks like I made it just in time,” Aden said from the door, making both her and Radon look over in surprise.

Radon turned her body away from the door, his hands tightening around her body.

“Come any closer and I’ll kill you.”

Surprised at his words, Bee tried to move away from Radon, only to have his hands tighten further.

His eyes never left Aden.

“What?”

Aden took a step into the room, but before Bee’s eyes could perceive what was happening, Radon was no longer holding her.

He was by the door.

His hands had shifted into claws that grabbed Aden’s neck.

Radon didn’t need a moment to think before he pulled out Aden’s throat.

Blue blood shot everywhere as Bee watched helplessly.

Aden tumbled to the ground, his gaze frozen in shock.

“Oh my God, what have you done?”

Bee ran to Aden’s lifeless body, only to have Radon snatch her away with a satisfying smile on his face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Let me go!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, her hands beating against his bloody chest.

“I will never let you go, Bee. I love you.”

His voice sounded unstable, and his eyes were dazed as he smiled lovingly down at her.

His tail tied around her waist as she cried and yelled at the same time, knowing no one would come to save her.

He started to kiss her once again.

Bee tried to move her face away, but his hand gripped the back of her head, making her take it.

Heat shot up and down her spine as her mind refused what her body so easily accepted.

“I hate you,” she said while he carried her to the bed.

Radon laughed as his body came over her, his lower waist keeping her legs open while his tail held her down.

“Shhh, my love. We’ll have all of eternity for such sweet words.”

He entered her still-wet pussy in one slow stroke, making her head tip back with a scream of enjoyment and sorrow.

Radon kissed it all away as he swallowed her scream.

“So fucking good,” he said as he shoved his cock deep into her pussy, filling her body with not only his lust but also filling her with her own lust.

Until she was on fire with it.

So far gone that even the dead body of her lover couldn’t bring the hunger down.

The painful pleasure was too great.

“Please, Radon.”

Radon fucked Bee hard and fast, her tight pussy accepting his every thrust.

Her wet heat shot up his cock and into his brain, making his drive to go deeper become more intense.

Bee clawed at his back as Radon went wild and thrust harder.

Every cell in her body came to life, the fire in her belly fighting to escape.

As she found herself moving her hips to every hammering blow his hips gave, Bee let the sensation explode inside her.

She wanted this . . .

She wanted him.

Him giving his all to her in a way that bordered on the line of heart-stopping desire.

She could feel herself on the edge, her nerves alight with ecstasy that moved through her pussy.

Bee’s orgasm hit hard, her back arching as she was caught in a silent moan.

The energy from her climax danced around them but didn’t last as long as before.

But Radon wasn’t done.

His hunger was too strong to stop now.

Her body was his for the taking, now and forever.

Slowly pulling himself from her wet heat, Radon watched as she moaned from the pleasure and loss, her body still glowing with passion.

Radon flipped her onto her belly and pushed back into her hungry cunt, making him groan in his throat as her tight walls tugged at his dick eagerly.

“You want it harder, don’t you . . . Want more of it, don’t you?”

He raised her hips higher so he could push in deeper.

He savored the sound of the hard hum she gave in answer as he let his hands drift over her lovely, full breasts.

Radon realized that it wasn’t enough.

She needed to answer.

He needed to know that she knew who she was taking pleasure from.

“Answer me!” he said, pulling himself out so he could rub his dick against her clit.

He could feel the quake that moved through her, hardening her nipples and leaving her on the edge again.

“Yes, yes, please! I want it!” she cried out into the bedsheets.

Leaning closer, Radon nipped her ear lightly.

“Good girl.”

Getting just what she asked for, Radon pushed back inside her so hard and deep that she had to gasp for air.

Hitting her G-spot with every long stroke he gave, Radon let himself feel the soft, tight walls of her pussy milk him.

More and more, Radon felt a raw need to take everything she was, as well as give everything he was.

So when he felt her build-up coming closer, Radon finally let himself cum with her, loving the tight fit she gave him as he pumped her.

Radon fell on top of Bee, breathing in her pleasure.

Not caring that Aden’s dried blood lay between them, Radon was just happy that Aden could no longer touch what was his.

“You’re mine now, Bee. I’ll never let you go.”

Kissing her neck, Radon rolled off her and pulled Bee into his chest.

His thoughts already turning toward their next experience together.

Bee sobbed into his chest, not saying a word as she cried over what she had lost.

But far inside Bee’s mind, she could hear the dark, dry laughter of that old woman.