Page 6 of Wings of Ashes (Wings of Ashes #1)

CHAPTER

B ael’s long fingers slowly inched his sunglasses from masking his eyes. When he lowered them, Nix made full eye contact and gasped in horror.

Red irises.

Only two kinds of paranormal creatures had red irises—vampires and demons. And vampires did not attend the academy for winged creatures.

A demon. A winged demon.

An incubus .

Nix internally cursed at herself for even getting on his radar. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come face-to-face with a soul-eating, sex demon incubus. She thought, Has my second chance at life just come to a startlingly short end?

“Scared now, Blondie?” he asked tauntingly.

Was she scared? Yes. She knew the tales of incubi and how they could enter people’s dreams and see their darkest fears and deepest hidden desires.

There were stories of incubi driving some of the best paranormal minds mad.

Tales of incubi growing bored and simply flying people to Hell to use as play toys.

His nostrils flared as his scorching scowl focused solely on her. “Look at you, practically trembling in fear. Don’t you know better than to meet an incubus’s gaze?”

Suddenly, images flooded her head. Like her view of the real world around her faded into a movie screen, and all she could do was watch.

A moment ago, the wind whistled as it played with the forest, and a nearby bubbling brook gently babbled. But those noises of nature abruptly cut out from her senses.

Silence.

And then…

All she could hear were the sounds of heavy breathing, soft purring and mewling moans, and the loud, slick slapping of repeated thrusts.

All she could see was Bael’s perfect, muscular, and lean naked body moving over hers. He had her arms pinned over her head as he fucked her against a tree. Nix watched the fantasy version of herself receiving each savage thrust and begging for more.

“ More ,” the other Nix pleaded. “ More .”

“ You think you can take more? ” His low, sinful voice sounded as if he whispered it right into her ear. “ Fuck, look at how wet you are for me .”

“ So wet ,” the other Nix agreed, eagerly nodding. “ You just feel…so…good! ” She screamed out a long wail as her body shook and quivered. When had the real Nix ever felt such raw abandon?

“ I didn’t tell you that you could come ,” he said in a warning voice, smacking a hand down over her ass. “ You know what happens when an incubus makes a woman’s pussy come on his cock three times in a row? ”

Nix felt herself grow slick between her own legs, her arousal aggravatingly mounting as she watched the show. “ N-No? ”

“ No? ” he asked. “ Do you want to see and find out? ”

Dark wings shot out of his back, along with a thin, pointed, slithering tail. The flat triangle at the end of his tail weaved through the air, sliding between their entangled bodies and settled over the top of her sex, where her clit stood, swollen, behind its hood.

His tail began to vibrate, buzzing so loudly against the other Nix’s clit, that the real Nix almost couldn’t hear her scream of ecstasy over the buzzing.

All the while, the fantasy Bael fucked her through the vibrations on her sensitive clit.

“ Oh Gods! ” the other Nix screamed. “ Yes, yes, yesyesyes! ”

“ A second orgasm. So soon? But you don’t even know yet what happens when you come a third time on my cock .”

The fantasy Nix had lost the ability to form words over her choppy moans and breathless whimpers of need. The buzzing got louder. Stronger. Harder against her clit.

The real Nix watched in horror and…arousal.

“ YES .”

“ Yes, you want to know? ” The fantasy illusion Bael slowed down his thrusting so the real Nix could see just how long and thick his cock was as he dragged it out and slammed it back inside of her. “ Darling, if I make you come on my cock three times …”

“ Yes, yes ,” the other Nix begged.

The fantasy Bael turned his head to gaze right at the real Nix from where she watched them. He flashed her a cold smile as he said, “ Three times, and your soul is mine .”

Nix jumped back in horror. The fantasy quickly shattered, leaving her back with her normal sight and surroundings of the forest from moments ago. She fought to catch her breath as she panted, still overwhelmed by the vision Bael had just forced into her head.

“That was…messed up. That’s a messed-up thing to do to someone,” Nix scolded him with a shaky voice.

“You don’t think I know that?” he asked back viciously. “Stop trying to enchant me with your allure, and I’ll stop mind fucking you.”

He spun around and trudged away, into the tree line where Mara and Ryker had disappeared.

Why does he think I am enchanting him? Nix wondered, left alone in the forest.

Nix was not a real cygnus shifter. She was bespelled to look like one due to a weekly potion Elle’s family had made for her, so that the others in their community would not ostracize her for looking so different from them.

Nix had never had powers . Not like the other paranormals at Alatus Academy. She had always been physically weak, sometimes growing dizzy after long stretches of standing and walking.

She did not have the ability to enchant.

But Bael sure seemed to think she was the cause of his erection. The Ugly Fuckling did not give men erections.

Blushing and frustrated, she hid her face in her hands. The hot swell of his cock beneath his pants still seared her palm. The images of them fucking against a tree…

“Damn it,” she cursed at the sky.

Shame.

Guilt.

She had sworn her love to one man and one man only—to the one who held her hand through both of their cages and told her everything would be okay. The one who was always bleeding from where their captor stuck him with rods of iron and plucked feathers from his wings until they were chapped and raw.

“ You will always be mine, and I will always be yours ,” he told her. “ When I get you free, we will trust no one. We will stay somewhere secluded and safe. A hidden beach that always faces the sunset, where no one can find us and use us for what we are. ”

She had held his hand so tightly, crying as he bled out in his cage in front of hers. “ Persius ,” she whispered.

“ My flóga. My mate. ”

Persius was out there somewhere, in this timeline, not knowing the gruesome fate of them both. Will I ever find him?

She felt sick after the lust faded from her time with Bael. Betrayal . Even though Bael was a sex demon. Even though she did not know Persius yet in this life.

He is mine, and I am his .

In the meantime, she needed to learn about potions, history, and hand-to-hand combat skills that could protect her and Persius from their dreaded, dark future.