Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 99 (Patreon)

September 10, 2022

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<< Chapter 98 | Ch 1 (Book 1) | Ch 16 (Book 2) | Ch 31 (Book 3) | Ch 46 (Book 4) | Ch 61 (Book 5) | Ch 76 (Book 6) | Ch 91 (Book 7)

- CHAPTER 99: Vigor -

I started the morning on Friday feeling fairly optimistic, though ultimately the day turned out about the same as it had gone on Thursday. Early in the morning, after Miriam left me alone to practice at the archery range, Rosa made an appearance, just to silently sit near me and enjoy the sunlight for one of the first times in over a decade.

Alternatively, both Avery and Natalie left with Serenity, the latter of whom did seriously debate taking off work from her job as a detective, but felt like she was already on thin ice with her boss, and didn’t think she was going to end up mastering that spell anytime soon. Or at least, not soon enough to matter. Avery of course attended class, and like the previous day, Natalie wanted to be close by, just in case something came up.

Thankfully, nothing did, but that left most of the same people at the mansion as the previous day.

One thing that was different was Mrs. Rebecca being present.

However, I didn’t actually see much of her, because at breakfast I offered to give her some of my blood, and after some deliberation, she accepted. Leaving her sleeping pretty much all day, waking up in the late evening with slightly more tan skin and brighter red hair, but otherwise looking about the same as her daughter transformed.

That of course left Michelle and Gabriella as my fucking partners for most of the day, and wow did we fuck like crazy. Just as passionately as the previous day, both of them having grown even more aggressive with each other, their sexual interaction having morphed into a purely raw and carnal ‘seeking of pleasure,’ as if they were both using each other as literal fuck toys…

Yeah, it was intense.

And ridiculously hot.

Gabriella wore the shiny black PVC outfit this time, fitting into it quite nicely since she had similar proportions as Rebecca, while Michelle wore the matching white one, the creaking sounds of their thigh-high boots filling my ears as we fucked.

Granted, I suspected that my own thoughts about their budding relationship probably had some influence on them. Because I just found it so hot that the pairings for ‘sex partners’ were not perfectly lining up with the pairings for ‘companionship.’ I found it so ridiculously hot that Michelle was dating Mrs. Rebecca, but fucking the shit out of Gabriella -- or maybe it was more accurate to say that Michelle was getting the shit fucked out of her by Gabriella.

Hard to say, since they were both taking turns being more assertive.

Michelle had the mature thing going for her. But Gabriella’s core trait was insistence, and she certainly was very insistent when she decided she wanted something.

Still, they were truly taking the ‘fuck buddies’ thing to heart.

Gabriella was still very interested in Avery, and Michelle was still very interested in Rebecca. But when it came time to fuck, they were like wild animals with each other.

That wasn’t to say that they weren’t deepening in their own relationship, but it was like they had a mutual understanding that they were basically friends that fucked, as opposed to being lovers.

Intimate friends, who could now interact telepathically through our bond.

But still just good friends only.

However, the sex was only a small portion of my overall day.

I spent a lot of time outside at the archery range, attempting to learn either spell I was working on, switching between Miriam’s spell, and my own spell, roughly every thirty minutes. And the longer the day went on, the more discouraged I became when I started to realize I might not even manage to successfully activate these spells a single time before the end of the day.

Which made me wonder if it would be worth just staying up all night to try to master it, or if that would be a waste of time, possibly leaving me even more susceptible to attack due to me feeling fatigued.

However, when Miriam came to check on me for dinner time, she brought with her some encouragement when she saw how bummed I looked.

“My love, please don’t look so discouraged. I would never let you walk into a lion’s den unprotected.”

Surprised and confused by her words, I simply looked at her with a questioning look.

She continued. “Baby, I wanted you to try to learn this incantation for yourself. But remember what I said about this particular spell. It will usually last about half a day, and the individual’s magic will fuel the defenses if they come under attack.”

My eyes widened in surprise as I realized the obvious. “You can use it on me,” I said in shock, wondering how I’d overlooked that possibility.

“I can,” she agreed. “And I absolutely will, my love. Gwen and I will go with you at least halfway to your house tomorrow morning, and I’ll use it on both you and Serenity, so that you’ll be covered until the evening. Of course, ideally I wanted you to be able to do it yourself, so that you could use it again, if required, but you won’t be completely defenseless for most of the day.”

I felt sweeping relief washing over me. “Thank you so much.”

“Of course, my love,” she said sincerely. “And I hope you aren’t disappointed that I neglected to point that out. I wanted you to try your hardest, and possibly learn through your own efforts, if at all possible. However, I sort of was expecting the impossible of you.” She paused. “You can learn this spell, of that I am confident, but it’s unrealistic to expect you to do it in anything less than a week. Perhaps two weeks.”

I shook my head. “It’s fine. And I think I will still practice more after dinner. But I feel less stressed now.”

She grinned. “Just looking for an excuse to have sex to recharge, huh?”

I rolled my eyes. “As if I need that as an excuse,” I scoffed.

She giggled.

“So dinner time?” I assumed.

She shook her head. “Actually, before that, I believe you need to ensure you have a suit to wear tomorrow.”

“Oh shit!” I exclaimed. “I completely forgot!”

She gave me a reassuring look. “Which is why my tailor is coming over to get you fitted,” she replied warmly, only to frown. “It’s a man, I hope you don’t mind. But I already gave him a rough estimate of your measurements, and he will bring several options for you to try, all of them black suits like what was requested of you, and he can even hem on the spot, if needed.”

“Miriam, you’re a life saver,” I said seriously.

She gave me a warm smile. “Of course, baby. I wish nothing more than to take care of you, in all ways possible. He’s also bringing a few dresses for Serenity to try on. If she has something at home, that’s perfectly fine too. But I figured it couldn’t hurt for her to play dress-up a little when she gets off work.”

Mentally, I automatically focused on Serenity, wondering if she was already on her way over, and if so, how far along. Sure enough, I found her driving with Natalie and Avery in the car with her, though I didn’t automatically know how far along they were.

Either way, I knew they’d be here soon.

However, the tailor definitely beat them.

By the time Serenity, Natalie, and Avery were arriving, I was already wearing a black suit in the East Drawing room, having used one of the downstairs guest rooms to change in, with Miriam sitting on one of the white leather couches with a glass of wine, as if she was thoroughly enjoying the show.

Gwen and Rosa were also present, whereas both Gabriella and Michelle were upstairs in the room where Mrs. Rebecca was still sleeping, keeping watch over her as she finished transforming.

The gentleman providing his services was fairly old, definitely in his sixties at least, and very professional, speaking to Miriam like a queen, and to me with all the dignity of a prince. Definitely not a king though, as he directed all final confirmations toward Miriam, even after I’d agreed to something, as if it was really only her decisions that counted.

Granted, she was the one paying for this, actually writing him a check in advance when he arrived, as if to make it clear that would be his only payment -- that there would not be anything sexual offered -- so I supposed that made sense.

By the time Serenity was trying on the dresses he’d brought, the guy was doing some final alterations to my suit, with Miriam occupying herself by standing on a stool and using me like a living doll, trying on different ties, to see which one she personally liked best, only occasionally asking Gwen what she thought.

All the ties had black in them, but one was diagonal silver and black stripes, which I had to admit looked really nice, while some of the others had elaborate patterns that made them really old-fashioned. However, in the end, I didn’t want to stand out too much, so it then became a decision of whether or not I’d go with the more modern skinny black tie, or the more traditional thicker one.

Both looked good, so Miriam asked Serenity her opinion, and my sexy brunette suggested she thought the thicker one fit me better. Made me look slightly more manly, whereas the skinnier one felt more boyish to her.

So, we went with the more normal sized black tie.

It was made of a fabric that had a slight shine to it, perhaps some kind of polyester, but wasn’t too flashy.

And the suit itself looked very professional, especially since it also included a black vest.

The only potential thing left was footwear, but Serenity and I both felt confident that our nice shoes at home would be sufficient. I certainly had a nice shiny pair of dress shoes that I’d really only worn once, and Serenity had plenty of nice flats, as well as a few nice heels.

Which meant, at that point, we were pretty much done.

The guy thanked ‘Ms. Klein’ for her patronage, and insisted if she needed or wanted anything else, anything at all, that she only had to ask, and then he kindly gathered all his things and left when she indicated that was all.

I could sense the guys almost devastating disappointment in his aura, but he surprisingly hid it really well on the outside. Still, it was obvious he was truly addicted, and had been hoping he’d get a ‘hit’ of his favorite drug after he provided his services.

Probably would have even done everything for free.

But Miriam was definitely all about me now.

Something I absolutely appreciated.

Mrs. Rebecca woke up about then, and came downstairs with Gabriella and Michelle, my redheaded MILF feeling completely normal overall, just in enough time to see me and Serenity in our new clothing before we changed. Which resulted in all of my women being together again.

It was shortly afterward, that Natalie brought up something none of us had seriously considered yet.

“I don’t mean to be a mood killer, but my sense of smell has gotten a lot stronger in the last few days, and Kai pretty much reeks of succubus. It’s a good smell,” she quickly added when Miriam gave her a playful glare. “But if they have even just one person there with any kind of enhanced senses, then they’ll probably pick up on it immediately. And I don’t want this to put you in danger,” she added more sincerely to Miriam.

The short succubus sighed heavily at that, only to nod once. “That’s a good point.” She focused on me and Serenity. “Which means I’ll have to be careful not to touch these clothes any more than I have, and you’ll also have to shower thoroughly when you get home in the morning.”

I nodded. “I can smell your scent easily enough, so I’ll be sure to double-check that we don’t smell like you before that woman shows up.”

She gave me a warm smile. “Though, I certainly want to smell like you all day tomorrow,” she said playfully.

Natalie spoke up again. “Hey, not to complain, but are you planning on hogging him every night?”

Surprisingly, Miriam’s entire demeanor changed in an instant. With her almost looking sincerely hurt, as if she was being accused of something unfairly.

We were all stunned by the dramatic shift in her mood.

Her voice was somber. “I’m…I’m not trying to hog him,” she said hesitantly. “I’m trying to benefit him. To fortify his vigor.”

We were all already shocked by her abrupt change in behavior, to the point that Natalie felt bad for even bringing it up, but even more so by that response.

“Wait, you’re doing what exactly?” I asked.

Gwen immediately spoke up, prompting me to focus on her mind. “Mistress, perhaps I shall explain.”

Miriam only nodded once, and from Gwen’s thoughts, I finally understood what had just happened. For one, Natalie was implying that Miriam was being selfish, which truly hadn’t been her intention at all. There had been an actual purpose behind me sleeping with her, something she hadn’t shared with us up until this point.

And second, this very subject was something that brought up very unpleasant emotions, because it was a trait of being a succubus that had once been abused long ago…

Of course, the moment I understood that from Gwen’s mind, Natalie and everyone else understood too, and my blue-haired woman went from feeling bad to worse, uncertain of what to say to undo what she’d accidentally done with her simple question.

A question she hadn’t intended to be overly rude at all.

Just blunt, and sincerely curious if Miriam was going to share me or not.

Gwen continued. “A very long time ago, long before I met my mistress, she discovered that being in her presence for long enough, especially without sex, could heal almost anything. Men dying of heart failure would recover within only a few days, and within a month, they would be healthier than they were when they were in their twenties.”

Miriam finally cleared her throat, having collected herself some, but now seeming really somber.

“It’s an ability, or I suppose really an effect, that none of my daughters have inherited. But also one that has allowed those who feed me to remain healthy even despite years of being in my service. It’s why I’ve always spent time with every human who has ever worked for me, just being near them and talking to them, asking how their day is going or how their family is, even though I limit sex to maybe once a month, at most, for each person. Because doing so will keep them at peak health no matter what else happens. Healthy enough to even resist a plague, when everyone else they know is dying.”

Shocked by that, I immediately thought back to the previous day at breakfast, when Miriam went into the kitchen while we ate, socializing with the cook as if they were best friends who were catching up.

Only now did I understand the purpose behind the behavior, with it being a long-established habit to show sincere concern for others, and to intentionally be near them, if for no other reason than to make them healthier with her very presence.

Glancing at Mrs. Rebecca, I noticed that she looked a bit surprised too, as if not even she was aware of this information Miriam was now sharing.

I then focused on Gwen, another realization occurring to me, as I spoke to Miriam.

“And that’s why you also normally have Gwen sleep with you. Not just for companionship, or any kind of sexual need, but to keep her healthy.”

Miriam simply inclined her chin.

“But wait,” I continued, again glancing at Mrs. Rebecca, who had previously admitted that her husband had likely aged prematurely due to being around her for so long, but also that he might recover if they separated now. “I was under the impression that succubi can actually make people age faster from exposure, even without the sex. Is that only true for your daughters?”

Miriam grimaced at that. “The effect I speak of is unique to only original succubi, yes. I could kill someone much quicker by having too much sex, compared to any one of my daughters, but if I limit the sex itself, then the effect of my presence is undeniable. I can bring almost anyone back from the brink of death, so long as they are not truly dying of old age, by simply being near them for a few days. Within arm’s reach at least, even if they aren’t conscious.”

My eyes widened at that, truly just stunned…

And also now understanding completely why she normally didn’t share this information with anyone.

Completely understanding…exactly why she’d suffered in the past -- why someone would want to abuse her and her abilities. Between the Soul Scrying, and her vigor enhancing presence, never mind the fact that she was one of the most erotic creatures alive…

Sexy, eternally young, and potently erotic.

It made a lot of sense, and also made perfect sense why there were things Miriam didn’t even tell her own daughters. Because at this point, after all she’d suffered, sharing that information to even someone she otherwise trusted just wasn’t worth the risk of suffering like she’d endured before.

Miriam didn’t wait for a response from me, instead focusing on Natalie as she regained her composure entirely.

“I am not trying to keep him to myself,” she said seriously. “I only wanted to benefit him by fortifying his vigor. Men who sleep with me will find their heart is stronger, their blood flows more freely, and all weakness and disease leave their bodies. It’s as if I imbued them with strength and health.” She took a deep breath. “And I hope you all understand that I’ve not shared this with a soul in over two-thousand years, and probably wouldn’t have even told Gwen, were it not for her ability to perceive my mind.”

“I’m…I’m really sorry,” Natalie said sincerely. “I wasn’t trying to be a bitch.”

Miriam shook her head. “I do not mind your candor, and it’s not your fault for being unaware of my intentions. I was just taken off guard to realize how you perceived my actions.”

Serenity immediately spoke up. “I personally didn’t view it as you being overly selfish or anything.”

“Jeez,” Natalie complained. “Now I really seem like a bitch.”

Serenity shook her hands back and forth. “No, Natalie, I wasn’t trying to imply anything, and I can see how it seems like she’s hogging him to herself.” She sighed. “I guess in my perspective, it just makes sense that he would sleep with her, at least most of the time, especially when we’re at her place. She’s kind of like the queen bee, and all.”

Miriam tried to lighten the mood. “So then, I guess that actually makes me the top bitch.”

Natalie rolled her light brown eyes, only to sigh. “Yeah, you’re top bitch,” she agreed more seriously. “And sorry.”

“I plan on sharing,” Miriam emphasized. “And he has slept with both you this week, when you were changing from his blood, as well as Serenity and Gabriella previously, while staying the night here. But now he’s got this very uncertain thing happening tomorrow, and I just wanted to benefit him as much as possible. I stayed away from him most of the day, so that he could focus on practicing, instead of getting distracted by me, and I’ve slept with him both nights so far, so that he could get any possible benefit by being in my presence. Even if it’s only a little benefit, since he’s already healthy.”

I finally spoke back up. “Is that the real reason why you let me get there on Wednesday night, but you didn’t get there yourself? Because for a normal person, having sex with you can potentially have the opposite effect?”

She met my gaze, and then inclined her chin hesitantly. “Partly, yes. And I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. This is just something that I haven’t shared with anyone. Not for a very long time.”

“Well yeah,” Rebecca agreed. “I mean, I didn’t even know that. And if you’ve not told anyone for over two-thousand years, then I’d imagine it feels most natural to just not say anything. Honestly, I’d imagine that it probably feels harder to share.”

“Yes,” Miriam agreed simply, focusing more on everyone else. “And please don’t tell anyone. It actually causes me anxiety sharing this with all of you, but I’m trying to be more open.”

“We won’t,” Natalie said firmly. “And I really am sorry.”

Miriam simply nodded.

Gabriella decided to chime in. “So since I’m more succubus now than I used to be, is it possible that I might have that effect on others too?”

The shorter redhead shrugged. “I honestly couldn’t say. Like I mentioned, none of my daughters seem to have inherited that trait. I don’t even know for sure if it’s common for all succubi, or if it’s only a few. It’s just not something I’ve been willing to talk about with most others.”

“Have you met a lot of other succubi?” I wondered.

She frowned at that. “I’ve met a few, but I’ve struggled to trust them. There was actually one succubus who I was close friends with, a very long time ago. Someone who I actually knew as a human. But there was an incident that separated us. One that I don’t particularly want to talk about right now. She was my best friend, and…” Her voice trailed off.

Of course, we all knew what that meant. It was probably an extremely traumatizing memory.

Serenity spoke up, choosing her words carefully. “And with this friend, you can’t use a locator spell, or anything, to find her? Like what we did with Natalie?”

Miriam shook her head, her chin-length red hair bouncing slightly. “That only worked because Natalie was physically here, and willing to let us use her blood. Without something to identify an individual, something more objective than a person’s given name, those types of spells cannot function. Besides, I’m fairly certain she’s deceased anyway.”

Michelle chimed in, her tone motherly and somber. “Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry.”

Miriam almost seemed surprised by her response, since she was undeniably older, but then simply nodded solemnly, as if in acceptance of the maternal gesture.

She then took a deep breath, focusing on me, since I’d been the one to ask the question. “There’s also another issue our kind run into, at least normally. A reason why we don’t tend to trust each other. We can’t have sex with the same humans, since we essentially compete for the same lust. And having sex with each other is generally not an option.” She paused, glancing at Rebecca. “If an individual is at least half human, then it’s usually fine, but true succubi don’t mesh well together. We can actually make each other sick. Especially if there’s sex without humans involved.”

I was shocked to hear that, but also now worried about the implications.

“And what about for incubi?” I asked seriously, partly because of my own origins, but also partly because I’d changed almost all my women at this point, and it was possible they had enough incubi traits to cause problems with us having sex specifically with each other.

She shrugged. “I cannot say for a true incubus, but what I can say is that all of you are recharging each other without a problem.”

“But how is that possible?” Natalie wondered.

Miriam nodded in acknowledgment. “When two of you have sex together, you both generate new energy. You can’t absorb the energy you’ve produced, but you can absorb the energy produced by your partner. Honestly, that shouldn’t be too surprising, because right now, each person is continuously generating new lifeforce with each passing second. We are all generators of new energy, seemingly out of nowhere. That’s why I know it comes from God.”

“What do you mean by out of nowhere?” Gabriella wondered.

“Just that,” Miriam said simply. “Lifeforce isn’t something you get from food. I’m not talking about calories or the energy production your body creates to move and function. I’m talking about life itself. Magic itself. We all are natural generators of it.”

I spoke up. “So what goes wrong with other succubi, then?” I wondered.

She shrugged. “Honestly, I’m not sure. Or at least, I couldn’t even guess why until recently.”

“What happened recently?” Natalie wondered.

Miriam gestured toward me. “I met our handsome man, and discovered that he can feed on my passion, even as I feed on his lust.” She paused when we all glanced at each other, as if searching for someone who understood, prompting Miriam to elaborate. “I don’t think succubi produce lust,” she explained. “At least, not true succubi.”

“Oh!” Gabriella said in surprise. “That makes so much sense! Because there is a difference, right?” She continued, focusing on Rebecca. “Between what we absorb, and he absorbs?”

“Definitely different,” my redheaded MILF agreed.

“So yeah,” Miriam continued. “I don’t think someone like me can produce lust, the specific thing succubi feed on, though we can obviously produce passion and other similar sexual energies. But that just results in my kind not only competing for the same energy in humans, but also stealing energy from each other if we try to have sex together. Definitely a bad combination.”

It was strange to think that Miriam couldn’t produce lust at all…

But it also kind of made sense.

She could certainly feel passion, but there was no one she ‘lusted’ for.

Not even me, even though she found me attractive.

As a succubus, she was incapable of experiencing lust.

And so, she absorbed lust from others…

As if to fulfill a need her body otherwise couldn’t meet on its own…

“So…” Natalie began, only for her to pause, and all of us to look up at the entryway when the cook made an appearance.

The somewhat physically unappealing woman searched the room for Miriam and then spoke up right away. “Madam Klein, the meal is ready, if you wish to eat now.”

“Oh, thank you so much,” Miriam replied warmly. “We’ll be there in just a moment.”

“Of course, Madam Klein,” she said sincerely, even bowing a little, before heading back down the hall.

Miriam stood up from the white leather armchair with a sigh. “Well, I guess let’s go eat. We can continue this over dinner.”

“You aren’t worried about her overhearing?” Serenity wondered.

Miriam shook her head. “No, the eavesdropping spell on the mansion should prevent that, and even if she did overhear something, I’m not too concerned about her knowing. She obviously already knows some stuff.”

Everyone simply nodded as we began filing out of the room and heading down the hall, with me feeling both excited, and a little guilty, by the fact that I smelled meat.

However, the thought also prompted me to ask Rebecca how she was doing, since she woke up after receiving my blood without much reaction, and just calmly joined us without saying much, as if all was perfectly fine and she’d only taken a normal nap. She was still transformed-looking, much like Gabriella was when she shifted, her coloring overall just more vibrant, but at this point we all knew that was normal, and that she’d probably be able to look normal again in a few hours.

Needless to say, I still had to ask, to which Mrs. Rebecca reassured me that she just felt like she took a really good nap, and was fine.

Serenity then chimed in, warning about what it feels like if she’s wanting blood, and Rebecca again confirmed she felt fine. A little hungry, the meat smelling especially good to her even though she was normally a vegetarian, but otherwise fine.

However, now that Mrs. Rebecca was like me too, I couldn’t help but focus on my last two women who were still susceptible to compulsion. It was just as I sat down, uncovering my plate of steaming food, with Gwen pulling out the chair across from me for Miriam to sit, that the devil maid spoke up.

“Master, while I am not opposed to receiving your blood, I also do not believe I would be susceptible to compulsion. Perhaps you can try.”

Miriam looked back at her in surprise, only to focus on me. “Do you want to try?”

“Not without your permission,” I said seriously. “I know you trust me now, but I never want to accidentally break that trust.”

Miriam gave me a warm smile. “Thank you, baby,” she said sincerely. “You may go ahead. I’m also a bit curious myself.”

I nodded, shifting without hesitation, my skin turning dark gray, my hair stark white, my eyes vibrant gold against a midnight background. It was certainly a form everyone had seen a lot of recently, since I always transformed during sex, but only now was I truly using my compulsion.

Shockingly, everyone looked awed, something I wasn’t expecting, since they’d been immune to that other incubus.

But even Miriam’s emerald eyes dilated, only for her to immediately shield her face with her hand, visibly looking almost frightened by the sensation she was unexpectedly experiencing.

Alternatively, Gwen was completely unaffected.

Still, I had to know.

“Gwen please kneel,” I said seriously, since she was still standing up.

She held my gaze. “I’d prefer not, master.”

“Kneel Gwen,” I repeated firmly.

She wasn’t fazed. “If not for this test, I would gladly do so, master. But as I know you want me to resist, I shall not.”

I frowned, focusing on Serenity next to me, just wanting to make sure. “Serenity, get out of your seat and kneel.”

Her eyes widened at that. “Oh, umm, did you want me to resist?”

I sighed, feeling like that was good enough, since she didn’t automatically do it. “I mean, yeah. I wanted to make sure you were truly immune now, and that my assumptions weren’t incorrect.” I paused, focusing on my redheaded MILF. “Actually, hold on. Mrs. Rebecca, I want you to stand up.”

“Oh baby boy,” she cooed. “You just made me so wet. But, umm, I guess I should say no.”

I took a deep breath. “Which is perfect. It means what happened before can’t happen again.”

Mrs. Rebecca grimaced at the memory.

I focused on Miriam again, causing everyone to fall silent as we all waited on her to speak up, with her still covering her eyes.

Miriam finally peeked at me through her fingers after a few seconds. “Umm, are you done?”

“Yeah. And I think everyone is immune now.” I paused. “Well, except Natalie and Rosa. No point in trying on them, since the alpha bond I share with them kind of overrides everything else.”

“Yeah,” Natalie agreed. “But at least we are immune to another incubus.”

“Right,” I replied simply, glad she felt so comfortable with me now.

Miriam lowered her hand entirely and uncovered her plate, not responding.

I glanced up at Gwen, wondering briefly about the supposed wards she had placed on her that even protected her from the compulsion of an incubus.

The tall maid responded without hesitation. “I do not remember much of when I was younger, master. And perhaps I should share sometime that which I do remember. But my circumstances were by no means an accident. What I can only assume was about two-thousand years ago, around the time my kind went extinct, my father made a deal with a very powerful being, whom he called ‘Unrecognizable,’ in order to keep me safe from something horrible. The result was this powerful magic that now shields me from most anything magical.”

My brow furrowed at that, shocked to hear that she was actually born so long ago. Of course, I knew Miriam had said Gwen was seemingly frozen in time when she found her, but never would I have guessed she originally existed thousands of years ago.

But then, there was what was being implied about the people involved.

I knew that both Gwen’s father and this powerful individual were probably deceased by now, especially her father given that her kind had supposedly gone extinct, but I was kind of surprised to hear that there had once been such strong individuals out there. Strong enough that their all-powerful defense magic was even working on Gwen to this day.

And realizing that there were probably other individuals who were just as powerful in existence even today.

Which was all the more reason not to become complacent and assume I was at the top, when I very well might not be, even despite how strong I was…

Of course, I did want to hear more about Gwen’s past, realizing we were well past the point of her being willing to share such things, but I also knew now wasn’t the best time for it, given the current topic.

I then frowned when I realized Miriam still hadn’t budged after uncovering her plate, or otherwise responded to the fact that she was pretty much the only one not immune to compulsion at this point. Which thus prompted me to grab my utensils and start eating myself…

Miriam finally moving again and mimicking the gesture…

Except, no one else said anything. No one spoke up or otherwise attempted to start another conversation, a somewhat awkward tension lingering in the air.

Gwen even remained where she was, standing just to the side of Miriam’s chair, until finally the short minx put down her utensils with a heavy sigh and spoke up, breaking the silence.

“I’m nervous,” she said bluntly. “I’ve mixed our blood together under a microscope, and I’ve seen that nothing bad happens. And I fully understand that what you’re offering is truly a gift. One that might change my life forever. But all that kind of scares me. I’m 3,016 years old, and I’ve been this way for basically 3,000 years of that time. For three millennia. And the idea of being immune to compulsion is extremely enticing, but I’m still…” She grimaced, her expression pained. “Really anxious,” she finally emphasized, focusing on me intently.

“Miriam,” I said gently. “It’s your decision. It doesn’t have to be now.” I sighed. “If anything, I’m just a little worried about something happening to me, and then not being able to give you this gift. Since, it seems like I’m the only one who can.”

Miriam unexpectedly glared at me, her tone firm, almost harsh.

“Love, if something happens to you, I might just end it all. I can’t survive losing you again. I’ve been having nightmares,” she unexpectedly admitted, only to grimace, focusing on Natalie. “And that’s another reason, a truly selfish one, why I’ve been wanting to sleep with him.” She shifted her gaze back to me. “Because I’ve been having nightmares. If I close my eyes, I can still see it. The moment you died.”

Rosa, who had taken the seat to my right again, was looking up at me in concern now, her crimson eyes almost ashamed, likely because she’d seen me dead too, and remembered how pissed I looked when I resurrected. And I could also feel it in our bond too, a sort of intense humble submission, as if she was silently saying, ‘please forgive me, and my role in what happened.’

But I wasn’t angry at her.

It hadn’t been her fault in any way.

Still, Miriam’s disclosure had definitely dampened the mood.

Natalie decided to speak up. “I know I’ve apologized, but I really am sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Miriam said flatly. “Because you were right. It’s true that I was mostly doing it for his benefit, to fortify his vigor, but I was also doing it for myself as well. To stop the nightmares.”

No one responded, and we all fell silent.

At least, until Gabriella unexpectedly spoke up urgently.

“Guys!” she exclaimed, abruptly standing up so quickly that she almost knocked her chair over.

We all looked at her in alarm, both Avery and Serenity standing up too.

“What’s wrong?” Serenity asked urgently.

“I think it’s happening! Oh God, it is happening! Shit, help me get my shirt off!”

While Rosa looked a little confused, everyone else was decisively not, and Avery immediately began helping Gabriella strip off her shirt and unbutton her bra, even as Serenity went for her pants, unbuttoning them.

I didn’t even have time to react.

Gabriella immediately bent over with such force that she slammed her hands into the table, both a tan tail and a set of charcoal wings beginning to squirm to life seemingly out of nowhere.

“Ohhhh!” Gabriella cried out. “It’s happening so fast! Why is it happening so fast? Uhhh!”

Finally jumping up too, I moved the chair behind her further out of the way, as her rapidly enlarging appendages began darkening, both the now three-feet long tail and massive ten-feet long wings rapidly turning an almost shiny black, just like Miriam’s nonhuman appendages.

And then it was over, just like that.

Still supporting herself on the table, Gabriella didn’t even look to see who she was hitting as she stretched each five-foot wing out to its fullest length on either side, groaning as she did so.

“Uhhh, that feels so good,” she whimpered, stretching her tail straight out too. “It’s like stretching my arms and legs after sleeping really hard. After not moving for half a day. Uhhh,” she moaned. “And I feel so strong. Oh my God, I feel so good,” she whimpered.

Moving closer and gently rubbing her somewhat disfigured back between her new wings, she sucked in a shaky breath.

“Oh baby, that feels so good. I can understand now why Serenity needed to fuck so bad.”

“Did it itch?” my sexy brunette wondered.

Gabriella shook her head, her eyes still closed. “Not how I expected it.”

“Do you need to fuck?” I asked seriously.

Gabriella finally took a deep breath, only to carefully fold her wings most of the way, curling around her right one like a massive hand as she focused on it. My busty redhead then focused back at me, looking really excited now.

“Actually, can we fly?”

My eyes widened in surprise at that, as I focused on Serenity first, and then Miriam, realizing that four of us now had wings.

Serenity and Miriam then glanced at each other, before the shorter redhead spoke up.

“Do you want to, baby? I enjoyed the last time, even though we were kind of on a mission to find straggler werewolves.”

I focused on Serenity again when her shirt began bulging in the back, with her not even reaching back to lift up her clothing as her growing arms did it for her, slipping downward first, and then pushing the back of her shirt up as they grew to their full size, remaining folded the whole time.

“Can we?” she asked hopefully.

I couldn’t help but smile. Because I’d also enjoyed flying with Miriam, and now I could share in that experience with three of my women.

“Sure,” I said warmly. “Let’s fly together.”

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