Crazy Seduction(erotica)

He was concerned about putting her to sleep again. “Should I pull out on three like last time?”

“No! I need it all today!” she whined as her body began to quake.

He gave her a questioning look; then it was too late to second guess as his orgasm began and he erupted into her body in surges.

“Ohhhhh yyyyeeesssssss, Henry!” she cooed as she felt her body become flush with energy once more. She pushed away any nagging concerns about addiction for now and just rested her cheek against his shoulder. She was feeling so warm and sleepy in his arms.

Henry recalled once telling her she should call on him if she needed to feed and wondered if she went to anyone else. He’d ask her about it later. He decided to get some answers about the missing hours in his memory.

“Did Meixiu tell you I lost some memory?” he asked.

“Hmmm… oh yes. It’s all ok. Likely just the drugs you were on and maybe the self-healing you did,” she purred.

“Self-healing?”

“Mmmm… you sustained injuries in the rescue of Nathan. We brought you here to heal. Yesterday, Meixiu said your injury had a green glow over it, it flashed brightly, and healed you. We think you tapped into the Fae’s global healing spell.” She pushed herself back to smile at him. “Are you finished in the shower? I need to use it now.”

He nodded, pulled himself free, and gently set her on her feet, holding her until her legs stopped wobbling. A quick rinse and he stepped out of the shower to dry off, grumbling at how much longer it took. Once he was relatively dry, he enabled his glamor with a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. It was one of his go-to outfits as it was so simple.

He walked down the stairs, and the smell of paint was strong on the landing. As he walked back to the kitchen, that smell gave way to the delicious scent of breakfast cooking and his stomach growled.

As he reached the back of the house, he saw Sigrid and Roy sitting at a table by the window overlooking the small patio. Sunlight was streaming in, and the scene looked so cozy and domestic he had to smile. Meixiu was by the stove preparing the food and singing quietly to herself.

“Look who’s finally awake,” Roy grumbled.

Sigrid looked up, and a wide smile spread across her face. She quickly stood and pranced over to pull Henry into a hug for a firm squeeze.

“How are you feeling?” she asked as she pulled back to look in his eyes.

He smiled at her. “Good! Hungry!”

Meixiu smiled over her shoulder at him. “It’s almost ready. Take a seat.”

He nodded to her and gave Sigrid a look as she wasn’t releasing him.

“Did… did something happen while I was asleep?” he asked, wondering why Sigrid was extra clingy this morning.

Roy snorted. “Sleeps through world war three and wonders what all the fuss is about.”

“WHAT?” Henry gasped.

“Don’t listen to Roy. He’s still cranky from almost dying last night,” Sigrid said fondly, finally releasing him.

Another grumble from Roy. “I don’t need the reminder.”

Henry quickly walked over to Roy and sat in the chair next to him. “Are you ok? What happened?” he asked in concern.

Roy glanced at Henry’s worried expression and smiled. “I’m fine. Healing. I’ll be good by tonight. Unless you can pull that healing magic from the sky again and heal me now.”

Henry looked at him in confusion. “I- I don’t think I know how to do that.”

Roy looked at Sigrid. “He doesn’t remember anything.”

Henry looked to Sigrid for an answer. She smiled gently.

“Apparently while you were injured and riding a high from the painkillers, you may have pulled on the Fae’s global healing spell to fix your shoulder.”

He shook his head and put his fingers to his shoulder. “Other one,” Sigrid said.

He switched but felt no residual pain or scarring on that one either. “What happened to my shoulder?”

“Bit by a Werepanther. Badly,” Roy said and sipped his tea.

“I’m not going to become one, am I?” Henry asked.

Roy scowled at him then looked to Sigrid. “Has he learned nothing?”

“Oh Roy, stop being so testy! You know he’s had no upbringing with this stuff!” Sigrid scolded the man. She looked to Henry. “It doesn’t work that way. It’s not transferable by biting.”

“She came back last night to finish the job and dispatch the rest of us. She was juiced up on your blood, so she was larger than any Werepanther I’ve ever seen. If I hadn’t juiced up myself I wouldn’t have lasted a minute,” Roy sighed.

Henry looked at him. “How did you get… juiced up?” he asked quietly with wide eyes.

Roy scowled. “Your blood, boy! Your injuries from the marina rescue! I helped you by sealing the wound. I swallowed a mouthful of your blood in the process. The magic changed me.”

“Ah! Right. Sorry,” Henry said quietly as he glanced at Sigrid’s face which was red from her barely contained laughter.

Meixiu saved him by placing a large plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast in front of him. With an annoyed look, Roy stole one of his slices of bacon.

“I’ve got to go to work. Thank you for the hospitality Sigrid,” Roy said as he stood. She popped to her feet and gave him a kiss and a hug.

“Thank you, Roy, for protecting us last night!” she said looking him in the eye.

He looked away. “I’m not so sure I can claim that.”

“Even if that woman made the final kill it sounds like you were instrumental in helping her do it! A team effort! Don’t deny how important that was!”

“I’m not sure if I should thank her or kick her ass for being such a distraction during the fight,” he grumbled.

Sigrid grinned and gave him a gentle push. “Go to work. I’ll see you there later.”

As Roy was heading out of the kitchen, Camila was walking in with a wide, satisfied smile. He just shook his head and walked by. She looked back at him then turned to Sigrid.

“What’s up with Mr. Sourpuss?” she asked.

“Maybe the question should be, why are you looking so- YOU DIDN’T!?!” Sigrid suddenly gasped in outrage.

Camila’s expression froze.

Sigrid looked to Henry who was studiously eating his breakfast and keeping his eyes on his plate. His ears, however, were bright red.

She looked back to Camila. “He just came out of a drug induced coma! Couldn’t you give him at least a day to recover?”

“I feel fine-”

“Hush, Henry! This is about Camila’s lack of control and her growing addiction,” Sigrid said.

Camila gasped. “You can’t talk to me like-”

“Yes, I can because I’m your friend and sometimes friends tell you stuff you need to hear, even when you don’t want to hear it,” Sigrid said firmly.

Camila huffed and pouted with her arms crossed under her breasts. Henry caught himself staring, so he forced himself to return to his meal.

“See! Henry enjoys it too,” Camila said, obviously having caught the direction of his stare.

“He’s a young male Satyr! Of course, he’s going to find a Succubus irresistible! The issue here is your ability to resist!” Sigrid exclaimed. Camila dropped down in the chair Roy exited and glanced at Henry. His cheeks were pink. Then she looked over at Sigrid who’d also noticed his embarrassment.

“Yes! I admit I crave the energy I get from Henry. I feel so incredibly good and powerful after sex with him. But he’s also so damn sweet! You know exactly what I mean!” Camila asserted.

Sigrid sighed as she closed her eyes and nodded. “Yes, but I don’t jump on him every chance I get!”

“You don’t get enough chances,” Meixiu said as she placed a coffee in front of Camila, who burst into laughter at Sigrid’s shocked and embarrassed expression.

Henry looked at the tall blond beauty in concern. “Have- have I not been there for you?” he asked her quietly, ashamed he might have neglected his friend.

She squirmed under his earnest stare. “It’s ok Henry. You have a full calendar. We just don’t always find time to- be together.”

“I don’t have plans tonight. Would you like to go out to dinner with me?” he asked.

Cheeks burning, she nodded with a sweet smile.

He was caught by her beauty once more and just gazed into her twinkling blue eyes in awe.

She suddenly pushed herself to her feet and fixed her eyes on Camila. “This doesn’t get you off the hook about your inability to resist!” Camila just smirked as Sigrid’s own addiction was clearly evident.

“AAAAGGGHHH! I’m getting ready for work!” Sigrid stormed off.

Meixiu took her seat and sipped at her tea, a small smile on her lips.

Henry finished eating then looked to Camila as he wiped his mouth. “What exactly happened with Roy last night? Who was he protecting us from?”

“Chantelle Gauthier. She’s the co-conspirator of Oletha Thanemark. She’d ingested a large quantity of your blood and changed as well. She was a Werepanther and became extremely dangerous. Roy encountered another powerful woman in the alley who helped him defeat Chantelle. We were lucky to have the clean-up team onsite as they had to remove the evidence immediately.”

“Who was the woman?” Henry asked.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“We don’t know. She ran off the moment Chantelle was dead.”

Henry sighed. There was so much he still didn’t know about the Hidden Races. Were some vigilantes? That seemed dangerous with the Council having their hit squads for people who didn’t follow the rules. He paused. Maybe she was a member of one of these squads?

Sigrid walked back into the kitchen. “I’m ready to go. The car will be here shortly. Henry, we’ll drop you at home-”

“I’m going with you to the office. I don’t need my laptop as I can use another PC when I’m there,” Henry insisted.