“He’s a human who has been exposed to Mandragora spores at least twice and survived. And I’ve already documented that his essence has magnificent restorative properties. Based on the theory that zombies are actually eating life force rather than flesh, I assumed that his semen could be used as a food source.”
“Wait, semen?” Dana’s euphoric cloud popped. “I ate…semen?”
“Yeah. Yeah, you did.”
“That’s…” Disgusting, horrible, vile. These were all words that she wanted to say, but there would be no emotion behind them. Being a lesbian meant that she had successfully avoided the stuff her entire life. She expected her gag reflex to suddenly activate, but apparently that wasn’t going to happen either. “…gross.”
“No grosser than actually ripping flesh off a living being with your teeth.” Zel knelt in front of her and held open her eyelids. “Yeah, her pupils show all the signs of sexual arousal.”
“But why?” Dana asked.
“I posit a new theory.” Zel stood, already scribbling in her notebook. Dana hadn’t even seen her pull it out. “Upon the consumption of sufficient life force, a zombie can regenerate the dying cells in their bodies. Just as different parts of the body can contain different levels of spiritual energy, such as the brain and heart, the zombie will absorb any additional energy that those parts may contain. Ergo, the old saying ‘you are what you eat’ seems to apply in this situation.”
“Wait. I’m horny because I ate spunk?” Dana clenched and unclenched her hands.
“No. You’re horny because you ate Mike’s spunk.” Lily rolled her eyes. “I don’t know about Mandragora spores, but I do know that Naia took a piece of his soul in exchange for a part of hers. You aren’t just getting his energy. You are getting a dose of her magic as well. Why do you think everybody who lives here is so eager to bang him? He’s a walking aphrodisiac.”
Zel blushed and looked away.
“So what can I do?” Dana shifted in her seat, suddenly aware of how tightly she had pressed her thighs together.
“Zel, can you excuse us?” Lily’s features had softened.
“Yeah. I could use some fresh air anyway.” Zel disappeared through the door, the sounds of the fountain drifting in before it shut behind her.
“It’s getting worse.” Dana shifted in the chair. The restraints didn’t allow her to move very far. “Maybe you could untie me and give me a little privacy?”
“And let you run amok biting everyone? Not a chance.” Lily leaned closer now, her scent washing over Dana. It was almost like the succubus had activated it. “But if you wanted, I could lend you a hand.”
“I…well…” Staring deep into the succubus’s eyes, she couldn’t help but wonder what her lips would feel like pressed against hers. Shutting her eyes, she turned her head away. “I can’t. You’re pretty, and I want to, but—”
“Is it because of me?” The voice hit Dana right in the heart. Opening her eyes, she saw that Alex was sitting in front of her.
Dana gasped, and Alex kissed her. Their fingers locked together as Alex explored Dana’s mouth with her tongue, licking gently at her lower lip. In that moment, logic and reason were replaced with desire, and Dana no longer cared. Losing herself in the illusion, she arched her back, trying to press herself into Alex.
“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to tie you down,” Alex said with a grin. “To have my way with you until you beg me to stop.”
“Please don’t stop.”
“I haven’t even started yet.” Alex ran her fingers along Dana’s shoulders, one hand sliding down to squeeze her breast. Dana gasped, and Alex teased her until her nipples were hard enough to become visible through the fabric of her shirt. “If I remember correctly, someone didn’t get off last time we saw each other.”
“That wasn’t real,” Dana whispered.
“Well, this is as real as you want it to be.” Alex’s eyes flashed, her pupils briefly turning yellow. “A succubus can be anybody that they’ve seen; it’s that simple. Whether it be from a dream, a memory, or even a photograph.”
“Let it be real.” Dana moaned when Alex squeezed her breast, lifting her head away so that Alex could kiss her way along her collarbone. Alex gently licked the exposed flesh, sending a rush of heat down to Dana’s stomach. Her hunger was consumed instead by the sensations on her body, her mind finally taken off food.
Strapped to the chair, Dana lifted various parts of her body, hoping to get Alex’s attention. Alex licked, sucked, and kissed her way across Dana’s body, lifting her shirt to get at her breasts. A hand slid into the waistband of Dana’s pants, a single finger teasing the folds hiding her clit. Dana opened her legs, finally able to smell her own arousal with her enhanced senses.
“Please.” Dana pushed her hips into Alex’s hand. “I need to feel you inside me.”
One finger teased her opening while a thumb pressed down on the skin around her clit, sending a sexual SOS to Dana’s spine. Wiggling back and forth on the chair was only making it harder. Shifting her weight backward, she waited until that finger was in the right spot before suddenly shifting forward, causing the finger to penetrate her.
“Ah!” Dana lightly bucked her hips, a very small orgasm rocketing through her legs and making the chair tip. Its extra legs spread out to catch it, and when it tilted back to its original position, the sudden impact with the floor caused the finger to go in even deeper.
“Yeeeeeeeees,” Dana panted, gazing deep into Alex’s eyes.
“Do you want more?”
“Please, pretty please,” she begged. That single finger moved in tiny circles, causing her opening to relax. Tiny moans escaped her mouth, and when the second finger slid into place, she whimpered. The fingers curled up, pressing expertly against her G-spot. Alex kissed her, nibbling on her lips. Fingers moved inside of Dana, Alex’s thumb still pressing down
