concern for my comfort is appreciated, but unnecessary,” she smiled, her blue eyes twinkling. It gave Alex his fourteenth heart attack of the night. “Okay. Cool. I’l just go get that shower. I’m beat, real y.” With that, he grabbed some clothes and stepped out. Lorelei looked on in awe. As she said, she wasn’t fixated on corrupting people of sincere virtue. Moreover, she rarely even encountered such people in her pursuits. She knew shyness and inexperience when she saw it. Clearly Alex was missing signals. But there was more to it than that. The bulge in his jeans showed that he had a perfectly masculine response to her presence. She slipped the sweatshirt from her hips, tossing it aside in his room. Lorelei then briefly looked into the other bedroom, ensuring with a small enchantment that his mother would remain asleep. She took her time in cleaning up, still bemused at showering alone. By the time she was finished, she found Alex already dozing. He lay on his bed, his short black hair wet and his filthy clothes exchanged for simple blue sweatpants and a t-shirt. He looked as if he had waited for her but nodded off. Lorelei entered the room brushing her hair as she looked down at her new master. She felt very strange. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She knew in the back of her mind that she should be scheming for an eventual escape. There was time for that later, though; for now she was indeed diminished, and needed to recover. It was foolish to rush into decisions when she did not fullly understand her situation. She needed time to plan. She was also under Alex’s direct power. There was no reason she couldn’t have plenty of fun with that. Lorelei slipped up to him, grinning as she saw his eyes flutter open. He gasped at the sight of her fullly nude for the first time. That face would never need make-up. Her hair was back over her shoulders this time to reveal her magnificent chest. Her figure was shapely and perfectly curved, her skin smooth and flawless. “Do you like what you see, Alex?” she smiled seductively, placing one knee between his legs and leaning over him.
“Yes,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Of course. You’re so beautiful.” “I am glad. I am glad you find me beautiful… and I am yours, Alex. Nothing on Earth can change that.” She drew ever nearer, her breasts hanging al uringly close to his mouth. “Take me as you like.” “You… Lorelei, you don’t have to do this,” Alex blinked. “Don’t have to?” she asked, pulling back curiously. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to have sex with me because I’m your…” his voice trailed off, as if reluctant to give voice to it. It was Lorelei’s turn to be shocked. This was unprecedented. “Were I reluctant to lay with you, I would avoid it until you commanded me. I wouldn’t encourage you.” That made sense in Alex’s racing mind. He couldn’t keep control of his heart pounding, or the heavy feeling in his breath and in his stomach, but at the same time, he dared not do anything about it. The most gorgeous woman he’d ever seen was practically throwing herself on him and he was afraid to move, because he was afraid of what could happen next. “I do think you’re attractive,” Alex admitted. “I’d be crazy not to. But I’m just… even if you’re really will ing, you’re a demon. How do I know I won’t turn into some crazy perverted loon humping everything with a hole in it until I wind up in hell ?” Lorelei erupted with laughter. It was not entirely kind, but not entirely mocking, either. “I cannot tel you much about how the Divine judge al things,” she said, “but I have seen hell many times. I promise you no one is damned for mere fornication, no matter how frequent or how lewd. You poor mortals have been given a very skewed understanding of things.” “Okay, fine, but we just met. People don’t really just meet and jump into bed with each other. Not in real life. Not without…I dunno…being drunk or something!”
“Of course they do!” Alex frowned. “Okay, well that’s never happened to me, anyway. That’s just something my friends al lie about happening to them.” Lorelei’s eyebrows went up. “Well , here I am. I guarantee you in al your life no friend of yours will have anything this good.” “Stil . I don’t know if we should just…fuck,” Alex confessed. Lorelei sat upright, giving him yet another view of her beauty in al its glory while she looked at him thoughtfully. “Lust frightens you,” she said softly. “You’re afraid to act on it.” Alex reached for a better dodge, but failed. The only thing that came out of his mouth was the uncomfortable truth. “Maybe I’m afraid I’l …think too much of it. fall in love. Get my heart broken.” Her lips twisted into a smirk. “You’re afraid you’l fall in love with me after one night of sex?” “I could fall in love with you just looking at you.” She fell quiet. Once again, there was a tiny crack of surprise in her composure. She asked softly, “Then why don’t you?” He shook his head, ignoring the question. “It’s more than that. Fact is you’re here because you have to be, not because you chose to be. If I took advantage of that, how am I any better than that priest? How’s it any better for you? What if you end up hating me?” Lorelei thought about it for a heartbeat and then shrugged. “It could be fun that way. Kinky.” “Are you serious? I couldn’t do that to you!”
“Oh, this is funny,” Lorelei sighed, looking around briefly. His room was full of posters and books, some serious, some not. Alex had come into adulthood, but had not yet entirely put away childish things. “How old are you?” “Almost twenty.” “And no girlfriend? A virgin, I take it, yes?” Alex scowled a bit, but answered defensively, “Yeah. I haven’t exactly been lucky with my dating life. I mean I’ve dated, but—” “I am beautiful, naked, and offering myself to you, bound to you for eternity, and you won’t touch me because you’re afraid I’l think you see me as just some slut. And you’re also afraid that I’l fuck you al the way into hell and you’l burn for al eternity with a broken heart. Is that about right?” “I guess?” “That’s a lot of hang-ups. At least you’re not worried about measuring up as a lover,” she mused aloud. The look that crossed Alex’s face told her otherwise, and she rolled her eyes. “Put it out of your head. I’m not a normal woman. It doesn’t work that way with me. You’l have me panting and begging for more the moment you start enjoying yourself. Succubus, remember? hell , half the men I’ve fucked just laid there until they died, but you wouldn’t see me buffing my nails in the middle of it.” Silence. “Wow, that makes me feel so much better, Lorelei,” Alex deadpanned finally. “That’s not—that’s not you and I,” she said, softening her tone and tracing a finger down his chest, which had him inhaling sharply. “I cannot mislead you, Alex. No one is a masterful lover their first time. But you’re doing fine for natural endowment,” she said, her finger tracing further down past the waistband of his sweats and giving him a genuine rush. “And you have the best teacher you could possibly ask for.”
The conflict on his face was unresolved. Finally she sighed. “Bound, Alex. Permanently. Al the security anyone could dream of. And don’t worry about making me feel like I’m some slut. That’s very much what I am.” Her look became much more direct and meaningful. “Only from now on I’m your slut.” Another heart attack. He’d fantasized about girls saying something like that before. But that didn’t change the fact that this was no ordinary girl. He’d seen her breathe fire al over someone tonight. “Maybe we could just… take it slow?” She shook her head, looking away a moment and trying not to laugh in exasperation. “As you wish, of course. The angel herself said you had nothing to fear from me. May I lie next to you? I promise not to steal your virginity in your sleep.” “Sure,” Alex said. With that, Lorelei pul ed the sheets over them both and curled up beside him. “Lust is not a real sin in and of itself, Alex,” Lorelei told him softly. “Your churches have had that part wrong al these years and the angels never bothered to straighten it out. The sin comes from causing harm in pursuit of lust. That has been my purpose in this world: to lead the wicked to abandon al responsibility and virtue for carnal pleasures. “Yet there is no wickedness in you. I was naked and in your power, and your first thought was to offer me the shirt off your back. Even now, you are concerned with showing me respect, which makes you rather unique in my experience. I don’t think you need to fear your lust.” “Maybe I’m just too inexperienced to understand it,” Alex whispered, “but it just doesn’t sit right. I can’t explain it. I don’t want to do something I’l regret.” “I could explain your lust to you, if you wanted. I could learn it and explain it in ways you would not articulate for yourself.” “You could? How?”
“It’s simple. I merely have to taste it,” she smiled, delicately brushing a suggestive hand across his groin as she reached over and turned out the light. “Goodnight, Alex.” That had him lying awake for hours. Chapter 3
The Devil Made Me Do It
naturally, the first thing Alex heard when he woke up next to Lorelei was a DJ bitching about women. “She’s not interested in you, she’s interested in your wallet!” the radio squawked. “You want action at the end of the night? You gotta pay out. And they dangle that whole marriage thing in front of you like it’s the keys to her panties, like you’re gonna make love every night ‘til you’re old and gray, but we al know better, don’t we, guys?” “I really fucking hate this dude,” Alex sighed to the ceiling. “The lingerie? The slutty behavior in the bedroom? The action?” the DJ continued as Alex’s arm fumbled for the radio. “That stuff’s al on a clock, gentlemen! And that clock runs out as soon as they get their hooks in—!” The nasally voice was finally silenced by a swat from Alex’s hand.
Lorelei stirred, cuddling up closer to her young and still very innocent bedmate. “I’l be happy to prove him wrong,” she murmured into his ear. “Every day and night of your life.” Alex gulped. He wasn’t entirely sure he’d survive even the first time. “I’m. Um.” He stammered and shifted a bit to create a little space. “I’ve got to go to work today,” he managed. “Soon.” She raised an eyebrow. “You couldn’t cal in sick? You had a rough night,” she suggested. “They’re gonna be slammed at work today and I’m supposed to do some heavy cleaning in my workspace,” he mumbled. Alex got up out of bed, fighting the urge to stare—or worse. He turned to his dresser and fumbled for clothes. “Look, I need to figure al this out,” he said. No matter how awkward or lame his dodges were, his resistance continued to astound Lorelei. She didn’t let it show. “As you wish,” she replied simply. “Uh…can you stay here?” “I can. Would you like me to remain concealed?” “I would,” Alex nodded. “I know it’s probably going to be a bit boring, but…” he shrugged. “I can entertain myself, if you will al ow me a bit of trust,” she assured him. He looked at her for a long moment. “Even if I ask you to stay here alone?” he asked warily. Lorelei gave a nod that was more than a little sultry—but then, it seemed her every word and gesture was geared toward seduction. “That is no imposition. However, if you wish me to remain undetected, I should see to that first. I can ensure that I am completely obscured from your mother, even while I am before her. She will ignore me and rationalize anything that would lead her to suspect my presence, so you won’t have to worry about covering anything
up. And no,” she added with roling eyes, “I will not harm her or do anything to jeopardize her immortal soul.” “Thanks,” Alex said. He closed and locked the bathroom door. Lorelei felt an immediate rush of pleasure as Alex promptly set about relieving himself of sexual tension. The sensation brought a wicked smile of realization to her face. It was the same connection she had with al of her victims. They had apparently formed that bond, too; he was master, but also prey. The energy she got from this was a mere trickle compared to her hunger, and it appeared that there would be no fatal climax as there was with so many of her other partners…but no matter. She slipped out of his bedroom and across the hallway to his mother’s room. The door was slightly ajar, al owing her to creep in with absolute silence. Glancing around quickly, Lorelei found a checkbook on the dresser. Her name was Michel e. Alex’s pretty mother stood facing an open closet, freshly showered and clad in slacks and a bra but as yet no shirt. Lorelei smiled as she slipped up behind her. It was Alex’s wish that Michel e made no discovery of Lorelei. The succubus had an agenda slightly beyond that. There was stealth, and then there was the removal of obstacles. “Ssshhhhhh,” the succubus whispered into Michel e’s ear. The blonde shivered and her movements slowed as she quickly fell into a daze. “Michel e,” Lorelei hissed. She was so close that her lips brushed against Michel e’s ear. Again, the entranced woman shivered. Her eyelids drooped. Lorelei’s fingernails traced lightly up her back and eventually began running through her hair, giving the blonde chils. “You’re a pretty woman, Michel e,” Lorelei murmured. “Oh,” the other whimpered. It was true enough. Michel e wouldn’t be posing for a modeling job anytime soon, but for her age she remained attractive. She was pretty enough to catch an eye on the street… and affected just enough by age to be self-conscious about it. Were Lorelei not under such suspicion from Alex, she might take a more seductive approach than this. As it was, she certainly couldn’t risk anything in that vein. He might start asking direct questions that she wouldn’t be able to dodge. “Have you a lover, Michel e?” “No.” “A shame. You’re very pretty,” Lorelei hissed. “It’s not that,” Michel e murmured. “Just no time. No time…” “Oh, but you can make the time,” Lorelei encouraged softly. “You work hard. Your son is grown. Responsible. You can take the time for yourself, Michel e. Is there a man you like?” “Mh…maybe,” Michel e admitted in a voice just barely above a whisper. “Eddie.” Lorelei’s left hand continued to stroke the blonde’s hair. Her right slid around Michel e’s bel y, which only recently began to sag slightly with age. As her fingers moved, however, Michel e’s stomach tightened. “I can make you prettier,” she said. “Mmhh?” “Much prettier,” Lorelei continued. “Pretty enough to have any man you want.” Her fingers continued to trace across the mesmerized woman’s body as well . Al the while Michel e’s flesh became more toned and smooth. Wrinkles vanished. ”Tel me about Eddie.” “He’s an accountant at my office,” Michel e breathed out dreamily. “Nice guy. A little younger than me. Single. Sexy. I don’t think he knows how sexy.” “Those are the best kinds of men,” Lorelei grinned approvingly. “Do you think of him often?”