The sultriness of her voice pushed me past the point of no return, and I started to fill her with my seed. It was the strongest orgasm I’d ever had, even putting to shame the one from twenty minutes ago, a very short personal record for my best sex ever.

  I couldn’t think at all, and when the moment of pleasure that I thought should start fading passed, and the orgasm just got more intense instead, so pleasurable it was starting to hurt as my mind got its wires crossed, I also felt something drain out of me and into her, something rather vital.

  She was cooing in pleasure as I continued to unload my balls into her in spurts that just wouldn’t stop. I realized as it started to hurt more, and some of the intense pleasure, but not all, cleared from my mind, that she was sucking out my soul. An intense anger raced through me, what was the point of all this, if the fucking demoness was just going to suck out my soul and take it to hell.

  I’m such an idiot, I even knew she was a succubus, what was I thinking? Oh right, perfect body. I’d been thinking with the wrong head.

  I tried to push away, but her sex wouldn’t release me, as it continued to milk me up and down my length, draining both my seed, and my soul. I grabbed her by the hair and smashed her face against the stone, and she just laughed and cried out in pleasure again.

  My mind raced, and I was getting desperate. What had she said? Claim my power if I can?

  My anger surged, I hadn’t been warned of this, there was nothing in the book, yet there had to be a way, it didn’t make any sense otherwise. Then I felt the anger leave me, and enter her. Somehow my mind was tracing the link between us as she sucked out my soul. I reached out and tried to grab it willfully, I didn’t want to die.

  There was a moment everything stopped, thought, deed, the pleasure, the pain, it all froze. Then I pulled back, and felt my soul rush into me, through the demoness, and when my soul returned to my body, I kept pulling, and felt power rush into me, through me. It filled me, and filled my amulet. Suddenly I was aware of so much more. I had a connection to the succubus beneath me now, and she was the one in the throes of endless orgasm and passion now. I also felt a connection to the house, and all the infernal protections. I doubted I could form the simplest one, but they were already there, had been inscribed in the very stones and foundations, and they started to glow with power to my senses as I fed them.

  There was intrinsic knowledge as Lilliana had told me, but not a whole lot. But I did understand the connection with the demoness, she was my conduit to power, now that we were linked, I could pull infernal energies to power my magic through her, whether or not she was here or in hell. I was also a gateway for her, part of that connection existed because a small portion of my soul was now a part of her being, it gave her more power which was what she got out of this deal, it also would allow her to travel to this world at will.

  Spells and knowledge of the magical world weren’t included, and would have to wait. But there were a couple of things I could do intrinsically without training. I could feel that I could channel pure infernal flame, I could also use my energy to reflexively shield against spells and other attacks, lastly I had control of my aura, and could command others, something simple and immediate, although the success of that would greatly vary by the power in those I tried to command. Lastly, I’d be able to feel the magic around me, although it would take experience to learn what felt like what.

  Right now it was a lot like being in a noisy room in a foreign country, hearing everything but not understanding the meaning of it.

  Malina stopped shaking in pleasure as I let up pulling on the power, I felt bloated with it and felt the chains of compulsion Lilliana had around my mind. With a thought and flex of my aura they snapped and I caught my vampire as she flinched and looked at me with a worried expression. I reluctantly pulled out of the demon’s sex, and felt a little disappointed we wouldn’t need to have sex again.

  She stood up and laughed throatily, turned, and pulled me into a passionate kiss.

  When she broke it she said, “Need has little to do with the pleasure lover, this wasn’t the last time. Not by a longshot.”

  She stepped back and there was a bright flash, when it cleared she was dressed in a red dress that was tight on her body. It was just short of scandalous, but it did reach her mid-thigh, and covered up enough of her breasts to ensure there wouldn’t be a wardrobe malfunction. She also had a pair of blood red high heels on. I also only felt a normal amount of lust at this point, she seemed completely human, almost.

  “We should leave, the wards are strong, but you’re too new at this. Your uncle clued me in on what was going on before you summoned me, I was quite put out with the jackass for risking the pact as he did, and you aren’t experienced enough to withstand what is coming.”

  She waved at the mirror, and it showed twelve people in front of the house. I glanced at Lilliana and nodded indicating forgiveness, I didn’t like her high handed behavior earlier, but on the other hand there apparently had really been a good reason to rush. I also had to admit to myself that she was hot, and that might have been a part of so easily forgiving her too.

  “You’re staying?” I asked the ridiculously sexy blonde demoness.

  She smiled at me, it was so hard to believe she was a demoness. She looked more like an angel to me, and I worried for a second she would take offense, since she could obviously read my every thought and desire, but she smiled coquettishly at me and stared up at me with those blue eyes through her eyelashes. She looked so innocent and desirable it was jarring.

  “Of course lover, for now. I am your servant while you live, I will come when you call, and stay until you ask me to leave. Not only will I have sex with you whenever you want, I’ll be disappointed if you don’t ask, frequently. I’m looking forward to some real long sessions with you and Lilliana, but right now we’re in danger. You should already feel this, the initial payment was a small piece of your soul, but you will be my servant on the day you die, for all eternity. It’s not as bad as it sounds, I have a lot of lesser sisters and daughters to keep you entertained while I join with your successor, and I ask very little. Plus, you will be surrounded by family.”

  She was painting a pretty rosy picture, I also knew I’d live for a very long time, every time I made a pact it would increase my lifespan, and the infernal power alone would more than double it. Of course, I had no illusions I would live forever despite the potential to do so, being a warlock wasn’t safe, eventually violence would find me. On top of all the serious stuff, the idea of a threesome with the sexy as hell vampire, and sex personified in Malina, was distracting.

  Malina sighed, “Head in the game lover, you can fuck us later. We need to find somewhere to hide, and don’t forget Krystal and Sal.”

  “Sal?”

  Lilliana replied, “The book. He’s not a true sentience or soul, but the book has a basic awareness, and can help you find what you need when you need it. Think of him like a reference librarian built into the book itself, or a semi-sentient glossary. When you hold it you only need to think of what you want to accomplish, the book itself will bring up spells to accomplish it.”

  “Bring up spells?”

  Lilliana nodded, “The book holds the spells created by your line, generations going back thousands of years, it would require hundreds of volumes that size to hold all the spells and lore of your family. The book itself is virtually indestructible, as is Crystal. Only the sword of an archangel could truly destroy either artifact.”

  I nodded and started to get dressed, I didn’t think I’d have time for a shower, and then I picked up my backpack, grabbed the book and tried to shove it in. It seemed to shrink a little bit, to fit the space. Then I picked up the dagger, Krystal, and heard a breathy voice in my head.

  “Master, let me introduce myself,” and knowledge flooded my mind.

  Things were just getting weirder, from what I could tell this knife would sever the soul of an enemy, killing them with a cut unless they were powerfully warded against such an attack. It would also absorb their life force, making both the dagger more powerful, as well as the wielder. Krystal, the soul bound to it was a little bloodthirsty, the dagger itself could change shape between a ring, dagger, and sabre. I left off putting it in my backpack, and had it change shape and coil around my finger.

  It felt warm, and I could feel the daggers eager presence in the back of my head. It felt a little odd, but despite that I was reluctant to take it off.

  I turned to Lilliana, “What’s the best way out of here, and which way? And give me the short version of vampire lore please, I imagine I could read all about it in Sal when I wish to.”

  Not wanting to make the demoness feel left out, I took her hand. She squeezed and looked at me fondly. I knew the rumors were that demons were liars, and evil, but I couldn’t feel anything to indicate she’d lied yet, or wasn’t truly happy to be here, with me. Strange, but I’d take it. True, I couldn’t read her mind like she read mine, but I could sense her being, and it told me she wasn’t faking any of it.

  Lilliana sighed in disgust, “Forget everything about Hollywood, except blood, fangs, and silver. The sun won’t do crap to us, and we aren’t dead, nor have I ever died. I have a heartbeat. What gives us the strength, speed, and hearing above other humans is a possession of sorts. Think of it like a demon animal, not truly sentient. When I made the pact with your ancestor, he summoned the low level demon which possessed me. My soul is still present, still here. The demon gives me the vampire gifts, but it is a demonic animal which requires blood sacrifice periodically to survive.

  “Not death, just blood. As long as I drink a pint every few days the possessing demon is quiescent and satisfied, as it gets hungrier, it will make me more short tempered, and feral, until I finally give in and drink. Outside of what I’ve mentioned, the strength, speed, and senses, it also gives me eternal life, constantly repairing and regenerating my body. It also gives me rudimentary magic of sorts, and resistance to all but fire, but additional drinking of blood is required if I use that magic.”

  I frowned, “Can’t other vampires make vampires, why did it happen the way it did?”

  She smiled, “That’s a long story master, suffice it to say I had a pact with one of your ancestors already, to give him children, and he raised me up from the squalor of the village I was born to. We… fell in love I suppose you might say, and I was dying. He did it to keep me around, and I bound myself to his family line as servant and protector until it dies out.

  “Yes, a vampire can turn another human, what happens is when the blood is drained from the victim, and the vampire feeds their blood back the victim, a part of the possessing demon goes with it. Of course, the problem with that is new vampires are basically weak as a result, barely stronger or more capable than humans. My way, I became as powerful as a centuries old vampire immediately.”

  We’d gone through a secret door on the other side of my office from the summoning chamber. It had been hidden behind a bookcase. I’d estimated we’d walked about a half a mile so far, and the tunnel seemed endless. I wondered how far it went. It was also covered with wards, I wasn’t sure how, but it seemed to encase our auras and magic, perhaps so we wouldn’t be felt by other magical races from above the ground.

  “Do you still love him?”

  She giggled, “No, I’d have gone insane, and almost did. This is a new life, and I am newly born again in you. It took me a long time to learn how to do this, and move on. I have no doubt that before you leave this life, I will be thoroughly in love with you, as much as I was with your uncle, but the heart never loves the same way twice, so we will see what becomes of us. Some lifetimes it is merely devotion, other times it is much stronger…” she trailed off, and then added, “I’m still pissed at your uncle though for doing something so damned stupid.”

  “How can you predict something like that?”

  She shrugged, “You are a consistent lot, the Moore warlocks. Powerful, strong, stubborn, but never cruel without reason. Even kind at times. Lots of differences otherwise, but always the same core. I suppose one day I will be proved wrong, but I can already sense the same in you.”

  I sighed, “So, can’t we go back there and talk with them? If my uncle truly did something stupid and grasped for power, why can’t I just assure them I won’t do the same?”

  Malina squeezed my hand, “They will assume you will want revenge one day. Something very similar happened a few hundred years ago. Warlocks tend to overreach at the end, and your uncle almost succeeded in ruling all of the magical creatures in Chicago, I suppose they simply don’t want to chance it going wrong next time. In short, they’re terrified of you, and want to end your families line before your uncle’s successor can solidify their power base.”

  I felt Lilliana take my arm, and she give me a fearful look, as if she might not be welcomed. I stopped and pulled her into a passionate kiss, I could hear Malina chuckling throatily behind us as I pushed her up against the wall.

  I said softly in her ear, “Lilliana, I thought you said we weren’t needlessly cruel. I forgive you for saving my life, so please relax.”

  I felt her shudder once, and then melt against me, and I held her for a moment before we moved on. My world was definitely turned upside down, and right now I needed both the women at my side to work through it all.

  “Both?” asked a breathy voice in my mind, that somehow sounded sultry and bloodthirsty at the same time.

  All three I thought firmly, and I felt the acceptance and approval of the sentient blade around my finger. I don’t know why it wasn’t freaking me out, but it wasn’t. Maybe because she was bound to my family too?

  Lilliana said shyly, “Call me Lil, or Lia.”

  “Alright Lil, so we need somewhere to lie low until I can learn some spells and understand what I can do, but then what?”

  Lilliana replied, “Retake your home, get some human lovers and start making pacts, part of their souls, or the right to sow your seed, for what they desire. Make allies, the mages are behind this more than the others, so Clarissa is your main enemy, if you can deal with or ally with the shifters and vampires it will build your powerbase. Unlike the pact with Malina, those have to be redone completely for a successor. You can find out how your predecessors did it from the book.”

  I frowned, it did kind of sound good, especially the spreading my seed part, though it was hard to imagine ever wanting more than Lilliana and Malina in my bed, but what was the point of it all? To what end should I gather all this power?

  Malina teased me with a blast of sexual potency that got my attention and woke up my cock. She then said, “To do whatever you want. The children are part of your pact and responsibility, the pacts you make with others will increase your lifespan and give you power, killing your enemies will do the same. As for what to do, the reason for it all, is that you can do whatever you want within reason.

  “Keep a harem of sex slaves, or build and bankroll an orphanage. Those are extreme examples, but the power will enable you to shape the world around you, to help others, help yourself, or both. In the end, it will probably be a little bit of both, and less drastic than either of my suggestions, but there you have it.”

  I shook my head, “The harem idea doesn’t appeal at all, I don’t want slaves. I can’t imagine even wanting more than you two, and my responsibilities will take me to others anyway. But I take your point. Up until yesterday my goal was to have enough to eat, and a bed to sleep in, so I’ll have to give it some thought.”

  Malina squeezed my hand, “That’s sweet, but even my incomparable charms will get old after a century or two. Not to say you won’t still care about Lilliana and I, but you’ll eventually want some strange outside a simple breeding pact. You know with your magic it will only take once to get the job done, and bind the fetus’s magic.”

  I snorted, between the innocent face, and the modern expression, what she said was jarring to me again, the words simply didn’t fit my impression of her. I was sure I’d get used to it, and it was my own failing, this demoness was complicated, not one to be simply categorized. No woman was, especially not by mere appearance.

  “So where are we headed Lil?”

  Lilliana replied, “A safe house no one else knows you own, it should be secure enough for now. We’ll know if they breach the tunnel, and since it’s three miles long we’ll have plenty of time to evacuate and disappear into the city.”

  “What if they destroy the house?”

  Lilliana shook her head, “I doubt it, if they do that you would likely leave town and reestablish somewhere else, likely they’ll use your powerbase as a lure. Once your trained up to cast and use your infernal wards correctly, we’ll kick their ass, and the mansion will be yours and as close to unassailable as it gets. Don’t forget you’ll have a vampire and demon fighting at your side.”

  I sighed, “I suppose I’d better get studying then, when we get there I mean.”

  Malina chuckled, “Not just yet, if I know Lil, were both going to fuck you unconscious first, and then when you wake up you can get to studying. It’s a matter of priorities.”

  I thought her statement strange for a minute, especially the priorities part, but then, she was a sex demon, and I wasn’t going to argue with that. It also might have to do with the idea sex would bind us together tighter, it was shallow, but I knew I’d like them more after sex. Besides, my performance in the shower and on the altar was definitely subpar, and I wanted to make both of these beauties scream and squirm in pleasure before we were done. I figured we had another five or ten minutes, we weren’t walking that fast.

  “So tell me about the other races Lina, short versions.”

  Malina looked over at me and looked startled at the pet name, but apparently she decided she liked it, since her bright smile warmed me, and she started talking…

  Chapter 6

  Karen sighed as she looked at the protection over the house. She had her mage sight on, and the thing was covered in protections, and these protections would hit back, hard enough to kill the unwary. There were also some misdirection wards, which was making it hard to read what was really going on in there.