And here's a sneak peek at the novella:
Lilith stepped back and admired her reflection. Black velvet tresses curled over her shoulders
and a clip held back sides of her thick hair.
Iridescent shades of eye shadow made her eyes look copper. Even when smiling her lips managed to
resemble a sexy pout. Tonight’s dress
hung on her body perfectly, a true work of art.
It tied around her neck and draped down into two triangular shapes with
red and silver flames in sequins going up each breast. A black cross of fabric between her breasts
added a sexy touch. The long skirt
began at the hips, flowing down to just above the ankles. The black skirt had a slit on each side going
up to her hip. No doubt she would earn a
lot of money tonight.
Lately, her thoughts had wandered into dangerous
territory. She began to wonder what good
is the money if she couldn’t live a life with emotions. The power she experienced when sexually
arousing men quickly losing the thrill.
As an addict weary of their choice drug, she was over the high of her
power and ability to seduce. Earlier
today when purchasing the gown now draping her body, she had spotted a woman
pushing a stroller down the sidewalk. A
brief flash of what she supposed could be called envy took her heart. For a moment, she wanted to seduce the woman
and steal her child. Except she realized
the child would never truly be hers. It
wouldn’t be the child of her body, her heart.
It would belong to the birth mother at heart.
Being a succubus made her naturally greedy she didn’t want a
partial love. She wanted a complete
love. She wanted a child to love her
unconditionally as the mother. Of course,
no child could withstand the life she currently led. Children needed mothers to stay awake in the
daylight and play with them. Teach them
about the world around them. Lilith slept
most of the sunshine away after working from dusk until the wee hours of the
morning entertaining men. The other
problem with parenting had to do with her friends and associates. Seducing evil in all its shapes and forms
had major drawbacks. She must always be
alert, ready for danger. She couldn’t
bring a child into this world. The heart
doesn’t always listen to the mind. Her
heart yearned for the love of her own baby.
“Lilith you’re up!”
The scratchy voice of her friend Xandra called from the doorway. “Avoid table seven the goblins there are
already getting rowdy.”
Lilith sighed stepping away from the mirror. She slipped her feet into her red stiletto’s
realizing it was time to take the stage.
The customers in the club anxiously awaited her performance. The spot light found and lit up her every
movement as she shimmered across the stage.
Music pulsed in her ears taking perfect strides, she sauntered to the
pole and lightly gripped it in her hand.
Her hips swayed to the beat as her body began to flirt with the pole. The crowd began to roar with rowdy
approval.
Several bills found their way to the stage when Lilith
teasing them with a full view of her leg, the skirt draping the floor wrapped
her leg around the pole, her back arching gracefully. Smiling she pulled the clips out of her hair
and tossed it across the stage.
Lilith’s hands slowly unclasped one side of her skirt at the hip. The whistles of the watching audience reached
a new furor. She felt her skirt swaying against her body. As more money found its way to the stage, she
turned her back to the audience, glancing over her shoulder with innocence
unclasping the other side of her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. The crowd now had a full view of her
backside in nothing but a thong. An
overwhelming cacophony of whooping, cat calls, and whistles assaulted her
ears.
Turning she faced the crowd with a sultry look. Flirting with the audience Lilith began gathering
the money to be set out of reach behind her.
Blowing a kiss to the crowd, she sat on the edge of the stage crossing
her legs. The music paused, the crowd
all moved in closer. Her fingers trailed
over hands reaching forward with eager bills.
The room pulsed with untameable heat as the men surged forward. Her body throbbed with the electric power of
seduction.
When the music began again, a slow jungle beat pulsed. Using her body to flirt, she pulled her legs
upward, bent at the knees, firmly clasped together and slid her weight onto her
hands. Positioning her body on all fours
the triangles covering her breasts shifted to allow everyone a full view of her
cleavage and perhaps a tease of nipple.
Her tongue lightly flicked over her lips, to the beat of the music her
body began a slow cat crawl mimicking a predator on the prowl. Her inner being throbbing with the power of
desire began feeding off of the audience.
Instead of fueling her with the normal adrenaline rush the
power just floated throughout her body.
It felt meaningless. Sweat glistened in glittering trails on her
skin. Though she felt she wasn’t
bringing them a fresh performance, no one in the room suspected anything was
off tonight. Their praising noises
continued to fill the room as she teased them repeatedly with her body. Her magical power thrived in the act of
seduction, and there was nowhere this was more evident than when she took the
stage.
As her act drew to a close, she sauntered off stage barely
dressed. The crowd still roaring at the
glimmering glimpse of buttocks she had left them with. Full nudity was not her style. It defeated the purpose of seduction when
everything was always in the spectator’s face.
It felt more empowering to keep them hungry for one more delicious
bite. Seduction performed by a good
succubus relied on the ability to tease.
Once the full body went on display what could someone tease with?
When she reached her dressing room, Xandra was sitting at
the vanity repairing a nail. The room
reeked of acetone. Xandra stayed
absorbed in her task as Lilith flopped down with the pent up energy the
audience had given her. Some people
drank coffee, Lilith drank a person’s need for sexual release.
“You were right about the goblins. They are insane tonight. Did they rob a bank again?” Lilith asked as her fingers counted and
caressed the money earned.
“Probably. I’m still
deciding which one to feed on later.” Xandra replied with a wicked smile. Xandra made a remarkably rare demon. Born a succubus, somewhere in her family tree
there had been a turning or cross breeding which gave her a bit of vampire
bloodline. She fed on the sexual power
for energy but craved the taste of blood.
If Lilith compared her own power to coffee, you could call Xandra
someone who needed coffee and chocolate.
Was it so different than human cravings?
Xandra capped the bottle of polish, pursed her lips and blew
gently on her nail. “The boss wants to
see you.”
“About what?” Xandra
always had her ear to a closed door.
There was no doubt she knew everything going on in the club. Lilith felt positive Xandra knew exactly why
she was being summoned to the Master’s lair.
Rather than answer Xandra shrugged, stood to leave the room
giving Lilith a reassuring smile as she exited. “Well you’re helpful,” Lilith grumbled.
Lilith gathered up her street clothes, slipping into her
denim shorts and tank top. She left her
stiletto’s on for courage and power as she went to face the Master.
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