Samhain's Fire

Chapter 2

Angus slowly slipped back into consciousness after the wild night he had, the bright sunlight streaming into the room caressed his chest like warm fingertips. He groaned as his muscles tensed. They were jellified, throbbing and burning, mainly it was his thighs, ass and calves that ached the most. His arms felt like dead weights while his chest throbbed in painful agony but the half scabbed scratches on his chest burned and itched.

His eyes rolled slightly as his body remembered the intense, mind-shattering, heart-strangling pleasure that had knocked him out for a good twelve hours as he looked at his clock. He groaned as he regarded the clock, 1:05. He swiped his eyes and staggered off the bed towards the bathroom, he needed a shower as he held onto the doorframe for support.

He had never felt so wrecked in his whole life before, he thought as he steadied himself and walked into the shower. He pushed the door open and turned on the cold water. He groaned as the cold water cooled his burning skin, while soothing the scratches on his chest. They oddly looked more healed then they should have been.

After he finished showering, he staggered back into the bedroom and dragged on a pair of grey boxers he took from his drawer. He stumbled out his bedroom cursing, since he almost did a header into the doorframe. His legs wouldn’t cooperate, his stomach grumbled and twisted painfully in hunger as he made his way to the kitchen.

He grabbed a banana from his fruit basket before noticing the note on the bench, he picked it up and noticed its exotic smell. He looked at the note and saw flowing cursive.

Angus,

I know you’ll be feeling tired and extremely sore after you wake up and probably won’t feel much like making food. So… I took the liberty of raiding your fridge and pantry and made you lunch. I put it in the fridge for you. I want you to be well rested and fed when I get back tonight, I’m going to take you out to my favourite restaurant, if you’re interested that is.

I will see you at nine pm, get some more rest and eat up.

Xandra XXXX

He looked up from the note and grinned, even though his whole body felt like a truck had hit him. He was looking forward to meeting up with the scorching hot Arab that had shattered his perception on what good sex was.

He rooted through his fridge for what she had made. He almost drooled at the huge platter of meat, vegetables and salad she had prepared for him. Like somehow, she knew what he liked. He could see a future and a lasting relationship with Xandra if she was this perceptive. Not to mention her take charge note, he loved and respected women who could take care of themselves.

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Xandra flicked back her hair and looked at the reflection staring back at her in the mirror, her tail casually flicking side to side as she finished getting dressed. After putting on the finishing touches, she leaned against the doorframe and imagined herself with Angus in her real home.

She thought of his huge, hard golden body with a tail sweeping out behind him as he pushed her down onto their huge ivory bed, drowning her with mind-shattering pleasure.

She hoped that everything would go fine, she knew it wasn’t a done deal and that some of the chosen couldn’t handle the demonic essence placed inside of them. But she had faith in Angus, he was strong and would resist the temptations at whatever the demon seed pushed at him. She altered her appearance and shifted into her human form before exiting and hailing the taxi outside her city apartment.

Angus finished buttoning his black shirt as he looked at the time, 8:55. She would be here soon, he thought as he slid his feet into his formal shoes and grabbed his wallet from the side table. Last night had been so intense he could have sworn that it would have killed him but he wanted that thrill again. He strode down the hall towards the entry room, when a bright, yellow city cab pulled up outside his apartment.

She stepped out, Xandra was a radiant beauty. He was glad he had made that shortcut through the alley last night because he doubted that he would have met such an enchantingly, exotic woman. He reached out for her hand as she approached him.

“My... what a gentleman. Ready to go Angus?” she asked huskily, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine as she took his extended hand.

“Of course,” he said, trying to keep his obvious arousal hidden. He was embarrassed, it was like he couldn’t control himself around her. He spent the whole awkward and tense cab ride with an iron club in his pants. He fought against the feelings of unease as she studied him. Like he was her prey, but he remembered the mind-shattering pleasure the night before. A sharp thrill passed through him, the woman was dangerous. She dripped sex to the extent that a man would suffocate on it. He only wished he could make it through the night unscathed.

Xandra struggled to keep her giggles to herself, she knew she shouldn’t be torturing the man she was meant to be with. But it was fun, he had an extremely rigid mindset unlike what most of the neighborhood thought. He was quite reserved. She was going to rock his world again tonight. She only had a few hours left to convince him that he was meant for her. So when she came back to retrieve his soul, he would be ready for her. She didn’t know if she could bear to let him go.

Once they reached their destination she paid the blushing driver, ‘Men…’ she thought as she took Angus’ hand again while they ascended the steps out to the front of an elaborate entrance of the city’s most affluent restaurant.

Angus felt totally overwhelmed in this place, the inside of the restaurant was fancy and elegant. He felt out of his league with the goddess standing next to him. He followed her to an elegantly covered table.

“Do you drink wine Angus?” she asked as she took the bottle standing on the table, twisted the top off and poured the dark red liquid from the bottle.

“No I don’t actually, I only have beer,” he said as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

She smiled at him and said, “It’s OK, I get that you’re uncomfortable. Just relax, nobody is going to judge you. I love this type of wine, you should try some.”

She poured more of the wine into his glass and said “It’s quite sweet, so you might enjoy it.”

“Ok, I’ll try it,” he said lifting up his glass and taking a tentative sip of the dark fluid. The sweet liquid flowed down his throat, he groaned as it flooded his senses. It tasted amazingly good, he didn’t realize wine could taste so good he thought as he set the glass down.

She grinned brilliantly at him and mentally checking more off her list. This man was perfect for her, the wine tastes bitter and horrible to humans. So the fact that it provoked that reaction in him means that her essence had taken a liking to him. Demon wine is always the best way to test compatibility she thought.

“If you enjoyed that you’re going to love their menu,” she said as waiters brought out massive plates of food and set them down on the table.

“Enjoy your meals,” said the waiter as the group turned back towards the kitchen.

“I ordered the mini-banquet, I hope you don’t mind. There’s a little bit of everything they serve here on the plates,” she said grinning.

Angus grinned and thought, ‘This woman is amazing,’ as he picked up a thick chicken leg coated in exotic spices.

“I thought that I would order it rather than make you sit here and try to decipher their menu, it’s rather overwhelming for somebody who hasn’t been here before,” she said as she dug into the roasted chicken.

Angus didn’t know what he did to deserve such a woman, they seemed compatible in almost every way he thought as he picked up what looked like spring rolls.

“Careful Angus, those rolls are extremely spicy,” she said as she finished with the chicken and licked her fingers as she grabbed for the pungent garlic bread.

“Thanks for the warning, but I love spicy food,” he said as he bit into the roll, the exotic burn streaking across his tongue. She wasn’t kidding when she said it was spicy. He took in the full burn of the rolls and savoured them, before taking another sip of the chilled sweet wine.

Xandra paused in her feast as she watched Angus eat the devil rolls. They were called as such because the spices and chilli in the roll burned like baelrog’s breath. He was incredible she thought then spoke up, “Wow, Angus I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting anybody who could handle the Devil Rolls before.”

“Well like I said, I like spicy food,” his eyes darkening slightly as he forked the authentic Italian pasta and took a bite. He groaned and said, “I can see why you love this place, the food is amazing.”

“I know, they have such a wide range too, try the sushi. The chicken and fish they use in it are the best quality,” she said picking up one of the seaweed rolls.

After spending plenty of time feasting on the wide array of food, Angus slid back in the chair and groaned. “I’m totally stuffed now, that was the best Xandra,” he said gazing at her intently.

“I’m glad, we also demolished all the food. Again, I’ve never met anybody who can eat quite as much as you. All my friends can’t believe how much I can put away,” she said grinning. ‘Come on Angus, you have to make the first move tonight,’ she thought.

“I’m charmed,” he said chuckling, “I’ve also never met anybody but my buddies at the fire station that can eat quite as much as you.”

“Want to get out of here? I eat here so often I have my own tab and no argument on this because I’m paying for it all. I never get to spend my money the way I want to, so you don’t get a choice,” she said grinning as she grasped his arm as his muscles pulsed under her grip.

He grinned at her hotly and said, “Of course, whatever the lady wants.”

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Over the entire trip back to his apartment, Angus had to repress the need to shove his tongue down her throat. Her hand was gently caressing his thigh, making him tense and shift in his seat. She was looking at him hotly, her gaze burned into him as he broke out in a sweat.

He caught her gaze and pinned her with one of his own, full of heat, passion and lust causing her to squirm slightly. He crooked a sexy grin then turned his gaze back to the front.

Xandra’s eyes widened in shock as her hand tensed into his thigh. He looked away from her! Nobody had ever done that before, nobody! She was in shock, the man was playing with her! He was going to be one wicked incubus if she could claim him, she thought as her shock still coursed through her.

Finally the taxi pulled up in front of his apartment, he paid the driver this time. Insisting on it as he held her hand, they walked up the steps to his door as he opened it, ushering her inside.

It was his turn tonight, he was going to give her so much pleasure. She was the one who was going to black out, he thought determinedly as he put his jacket on the stand.

“Are you ready to blackout Xandra?” he asked smirking.

“I’d like to see you try,” she purred as she walked down the hall to the bedroom.

He growled slightly as he watched her ass sway as she walked into his bedroom. He followed her, stalking her like a predator as he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off, dropping it onto the floor before walking into the bedroom where Xandra had already removed her dress. He almost drooled, she was his dream woman with her perfectly shaped body, he thought as he walked towards her.

She looked at him hotly, her eyes tracing over his thick bulging chest and arm muscles. His black hair in curls and tufts over his chest and abs, she licked her lips as he approached her. Her gaze cut to the thick bulge in his pants and she licked her lips. She couldn’t wait to feel his enormous size inside of her again.

He grasped her thighs then dragged them apart and growled, “You’re one sexy woman Xandra, and you could kill a man just by having him look at your body.”

His head swooped down and before she could respond she opened her mouth in a gasp as his tongue whipped her pussy lips, and then stroked her throbbing clit. She arched and moaned as his fingers reached up and rubbed around the lips before shoving his tongue into her. She groaned and then shuddered as she felt his soft chest hair stroke against her legs. She surrendered herself to the pleasure he subjected her too.

His tongue twisted and swirled inside her while his short stubby nails rasped against her lips. She arched again as the pleasure shot through her, arches of aching desire speared her. She was now desperately hoping that the two weeks of torture planned will be more then enough time to convince him that he could only be with her. Or she didn’t know what she would do if she was forced to remove her influence.

Her musing was broken as he sharply thrusted his wet fingers up into her ass while his tongue worked her walls, flicking and rubbing while his teeth grazed her gently. She was going mad with desire as the world felt like it was tumbling down to crush her. She dug her fingers into his hair hard scraping his scalp and thrilled at the gasp of pain he let out as he increased his torture on her. His fingers pumped her faster while his tongue repeatedly flicked her g-spot.

She was going over the edge, she screamed and thrashed as her whole body tensed and then exploded in a rapturous release. She panted and leaned back against the bed, he had just rocked her world just as surely as she had done his last night. She gazed at him with unfocused lust as he unbuckled his belt then unbuttoned his pants. While slowly and teasingly, he unzipped his pants before leisurely sliding them down his legs.

His grey steel boxers clung to his hips, hugging his huge cock as he grinned at her seductively, as he dug his thumbs into the waistband at his hips before painstakingly dragging them down. He slid them forward across his thickness before letting it escape, slapping back against his chest. He turned around and bent over to step out of his boxers and pants by slowly tugging off his shoes.

She licked her lips, watching his tight ass flex while he finished undressing. He turned to face her, his thick cock resting against his abs as he strode towards her with a predatory grin on his face. “It’s my turn to make you pass out,” he growled as he slid onto her body.

She groaned as his hot slick skin slid over hers. Angus was a real male, and was all hers. Until he became an incubus of course, then she had to share him with the sluts of the world. Her thoughts were broken as he rubbed his hot thickness against her opening. “Come on in Angus, I dare you to try and make me pass out. But in the end, you’ll be the one knocked out again.”

He grinned at her evilly, “You’re so sure of that, aren’t you?”

“Of course I am, now hurry up and fuck me, I’ve been wanting your cock all night,” she purred digging her nails into his arm. She noticed the scratches she had left on his chest were half faded already, she grinned to herself, another marker that he was compatible for her. Fast healing, she thought.

She then gasped as Angus grasped her hips and started sliding into her. Angus groaned and hissed, “Damn you’re so tight, you’re like an oven in here. Burn me alive.”

She bit her lip and groaned from looking at his clock, 11:15. She hoped her supervisor didn’t mind her being a little bit late as Angus groaned above her. His sweat started to gather under her fingers, she gave her pussy a little clench, making him cry out and loose his balance slightly while fully impaling her.

They both cried out in pleasure as well as in pain, the shock rippled through both of them. He panted against her chest, his cock throbbing deep inside of her, the awesome tension was driving her crazy. She swore she saw her vision waver slightly.

Angus almost snarled at her, beast-like as he pushed himself up, digging his fingers into her shoulders and thrusting up, by pulling out of her and then shoved his weight fully down, causing them both to cry out again. “Oh god, you’re so damn tight. You’re killing me all over again Xandra,” he hissed as he reared back up and slammed back down.

Xandra dug her nails into his back and hissed, “Uhh… you’re killing me to… Angus, so… so good…”

She wrapped her legs around his and trapped him inside of her while squeezing him tightly. Angus hissed in pleasure as he bucked his hips, thrusting into her but was limited by her leg lock. He groaned as the pleasure burned into him. Sweat dripping down his chest and onto hers. He groaned and laboured over her short and powerful thrusting.

‘Oh merciful Satan, if she was mortal Angus would have been liable to kill her with pleasure,’ she thought as she grasped his back desperately, digging her nails into it. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of pleasure as she squeezed him again.

“Ahh! Goddamn you’re good Xandra,” he hissed as he slammed into her breaking her leg lock on him as he continued slamming into her, fast and hard. The torrent of pleasure came so thick and hard it was punishing. The dam was broken and he couldn’t control the flow any longer, he couldn’t stop as he slammed into her with abandonment.

Xandra held on for dear life as Angus fucked her with his raw, masculine savagery. A bright pinpoint of light shimmering in her eyes as it spread across her vision, she knew she was close to passing out. Angus was throwing everything he had into it, she felt like she was stuck in a hurricane and tornado at the same time as the pleasure ravaged her. She could feel Angus’ heartbeat slamming against his chest as he ravaged her body.

He cried out again as the pleasure built steadily, he thrust into her hard and unyieldingly as she bucked under him. Squeezing and stroking him inside of her, it was a special brand of torture that kept him from exploding. He needed more as he pushed it to the limit and ravaged her body as the corners of his vision darkened, his face having gone blood red as he strained to keep up the pace.

Xandra screamed hoarsely, shredding his back with her nails as the pleasure became too much. It exploded across her vision in a brilliant whitewash, she was vaguely aware of Angus’ roar as he exploded inside of her. She then felt his huge heavy body collapse on top of her. She laid back and shut her eyes.