02
The next day, Brad threw me a birthday party
on a yacht.
I leaned against Brad, feeling weak, burying
my face in his neck.
Trying to absorb whatever I could, but it
wasn’t enough.
My legs trembled, my whole body was
shaking like crazy.
There was only one explanation for this.
My succubus powers were kicking in.
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Brad stood stiffly, looking annoyed.
I whispered.
“Could you lean down a little? I wanna kiss
you.”
I looked up at him, face flushed, skin burning,
cleavage heaving in my low–cut dress.
My eyes were burning with lust. He was the
only one who could save me.
My body was so hot, I couldn’t help tugging
at my neckline, trying to get some air.
Brad clicked his tongue, grabbing my chin and kissing me.
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I shuddered. Before this, we’d only ever
kissed.
But now, a kiss wasn’t enough.
I wanted to devour him.
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I slowly reached for his belt, eyes full of tears, looking at him with desperate need.
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The only thing on my mind was wanting him.
If I didn’t get my fill, I couldn’t guarantee what
I’d do.
Brad looked shocked for a second. I’d always
been so reserved around him.
The most intimate thing we’d ever done was
kiss.
Now I was throwing myself at him. Of course,
he wasn’t going to refuse.
But then his phone rang. Brad had been
kissing me, but when he saw the screen, he froze.
He shoved me away without a second
thought.
I stumbled, my clothes a mess, watching Brad
panic.
Then that voice came through the phone.
“Brad, I’m at this bar, and these guys are all
over me. Could you… could you come get
me?”
Brad lost it. His face was twisted with worry.
“Which bar? Don’t move, I’m on my way.”
I was burning up. The fact that I hadn’t
already pounced on him was a testament to
my restraint.
What was I supposed to do if he left? I
grabbed his hand, looking up at him with a
desperate plea.
“Brad, don’t go. I want you.”
Ever since he’d heard Ashley was in trouble,
Brad had lost it.
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His eyes were bloodshot, and he ripped his
hand away.
I bit my lip, trying to ignore the agony, looking
at him with pleading eyes.
“Brad, please don’t go. I’m starving. I need to
eat. Please feed me!”
If I could just get through this week, let my
powers fully awaken, I wouldn’t shrivel up into
an old crone and die.
But my skin was already starting to get rough.
Brad checked his watch.
“Seriously? You’re horny right now?!”
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“Get out of my way.”
“Brad, don’t leave me. I’ll die without you.
“”
“Then go die!”
Brad jumped onto a speedboat and sped off
toward the shore without looking back.
My mouth was dry, my chest heaving, even
the soft fabric of my dress was unbearable.
The endless ocean behind me was calling to
- me.
Finally, I couldn’t hold on any longer. I
collapsed against the railing and passed out.
