9 comments/ 23639 views/ 28 favorites Samhain's Fire By: Acal Chapter 1 Xandra sat down on the rusting roof and sighed, tonight was the last night for yet another year where she could roam freely looking for that one man she could be with and not kill him of course. She sighed again as she thought that it was the worst part of her job, she could never have a meaningful relationship. But at least she wasn't emotionally neutered like the angels. Her tail flicked behind her as she inspected her nails before getting up off her perch. She still had a quota to fulfill, she still needed to drag down two souls to the depths or she would get in trouble, again... The delightful smell of wood smoke from the nearby fire had re-invigorated her and now she was ready to hunt. Just before she was about to leave someone entered the alley, she looked down and saw this pure hunk as he walked pass. A fireman from the nearby firehouse, she thought to herself as she watched him walk pass with a fire hose coiled around his shoulder. She wondered what he was doing out here as she looked into his mind, she was going to have him tonight she thought, as she looked through his soul. His white aura almost blinded her as she looked through twelve of his lifetimes, all of them were noble and honorable pasts, he was either a protector or a warrior, when she looked at the last life she pulled out. In the last life, he was a Roman Centurion fighting against barbaric Gauls. Xandra felt this arching tingle creep through her body, she almost fell off the roof in shock of it. He was the man that she could be with! She thought in shock as he turned the corner out of the alley, she jumped off the roof and stealthily followed him. Angus reached back and rubbed his neck again, the fiery prickles were irritating him, since it felt like there was something behind him. He brushed it off, he was so exhausted that he just wanted to get home, get clean and fall asleep. Walking towards the station, he was aware of something following him. He only had one more block to go to get back to the station, the truck just had to break down right there he thought. What a week, he thought while sighing to himself. Xandra kept her distance from Angus who continued rubbing the back of his neck, she knew it was him. It had to be since she felt a pulling attraction towards him, she'd have him naked and in bed in less than two hours she thought. Reaching the firehouse, he walked inside and dropped the hose off, while looking around the empty firehouse he was finally off duty. Everybody else was still out and dealing with the fire. He went to pull off his protective gear but stopped when he heard a voice, it sounded strange but seductive. He dropped his hands from the jacket and walked back outside towards his car where he thought he had heard the voice. Xandra grinned wickedly, her features morphing slightly, hiding her otherworldly appearance as Angus approached her. The suggestion she planted in his mind was working she thought. "Who are you?" Angus asked as he looked at the woman who could easily pass as an Arabian princess. "Your hottest fantasy Angus, you're a big powerful male and I want some of you. Ever since I saw you walking down the street I knew I had to have you," she said sexily while working on her seductive powers to turn up the heat. He felt a wave of heat circle around him and press against him as he stiffened in his pants. He looked at the goddess who was practically throwing herself at him, as another wave of heated desire burned around him. He had to take this woman home, he couldn't wait to slide inside her hot depths. She was scorching him, he thought as he opened the door to his car and stepped inside to unlock the other side. "Get in," he said huskily as he pulled his door shut. She stepped in the car, pulled the door shut and grinned sexily as he pulled out of the parking space. He gave into this feeling of forbidden desire, while he repressed a shudder, thinking of how much fun they were going to have tonight as his earlier exhaustion soon forgotten as they drove through the city. She merely watched him intently, searing him while his clothes started to tighten restrictively, making it harder to breathe as he tried to concentrate on driving. Finally he was home with the hottest woman he had ever met, he pushed open the door as she followed him into his house. Her gaze seemingly burn through his clothes and scorching his back. Xandra felt the waves of tension coming from her prey's body, but she knew that it wasn't sexual or anxious tension. It felt like pain rather than emotional tension, she needed him in top shape for what she intended to do with him. She stared at him intently as she said, "Where's your bedroom Angus?" He grinned ferally and led her down the hall of his house to the master bedroom, she looked around at the rather manly room. No paint in this room, it was all natural with dark stained wood and a massive, old black wood bed with black silken sheets, which he pulled off the bed. She pulled him towards her body and pulled open his coat, pushing it off his thick shoulders before dragging his shirt up and over his head, while her nails dragged across his damp skin. Her girlfriends were going to be so jealous when she brought Angus down with her. Her breath caught as she studied his raw masculine chest, damp black hair flattened against his bronzed broad chest. He had hard pecs and sharply defined six-pack abs. She almost drooled, but succubus don't drool, their prey does. The charcoal mixed with his sweat smelt hellishly good, the rich smell of wood smoke coming from his skin was a delight. She noticed him looking at her, knowing that he had stunned her. That won't do, can't let him be in control just yet, she thought. "Lay down on your chest Angus, I got just the thing to make you relax," she said as she walked over to him. He grinned and laid flat on his chest, the cool silk under his skin cooling his inflamed flesh. She straddled his hips, relishing the feel of his tight, hard ass under hers as she reached up and began digging her fingers into his tightly packed muscles. The sudden release of tension made him moan as a rush of pleasure flooded through him. His back was so tense, she thought as she squeezed and kneaded his back muscles tightly and hard. He was grunting and moaning under her as her fingers worked the tension out of his back. When she finally felt like she was done with his back, she reached up and squeezed his neck muscles, making him arch and hiss as she released the tension. She slid off her dress leaving her naked before saying, "Does your back feel better now?" He groaned before saying, "Yeah it does, damn, where did you learn that?" "Oh around... I travel a lot," she grinned, little did he know that she learned those techniques hundreds of years earlier from an Indian prince she was seducing. "Turn over," she said huskily. He turned over, but it was his turn for his breath to be lodge in his throat. She was stunning, her skin glistened from the exertion of working his back muscles. Her perfect breasts that he just wanted to reach out and caress in which he was about to do, before she ruthlessly yanked his protective trousers off. She then pulled at his pants by sliding them off and removed his boots and socks as well. She looked up at his body, admiring his powerful legs and the large bulge in his black boxers. Damp black hair matting his well defined abs along with the sprinkling of black hair over his pecs followed the swirls of sweat and ash intermingling with his hair. Then she looked up to his gorgeous face, the black ash and sweat over his face sharply defining his rugged features with his shadowed stubble on his cheeks and chin. He made a sizzling package but that was before she could admire his deep blue eyes and sensual lips. "Like what you see?" Angus asked huskily as her gaze burned him. His cock throbbed painfully in his restrictive boxers, the olive complexion of her Arabic skin shimmering in the dim light of the room made him appreciate her form she was a beautiful radiant goddess her long dark and shimmering black hair and her cat like emerald eyes bored right into him making him want to squirm. "Of course, your body is a masterpiece of work Angus," she said hotly as she closed in on him, again reaching for his boxers. "I still don't know your name," he said as she pulled at his boxers and sliding them down, his thickness being revealed. "Xandra," he purred as she dropped his boxers to the floor and wrapped her perfectly shaped lips around his thick cock. He hissed in pleasure as she slipped her hand between his legs, dragging her nails up along his balls as her tongue dragged along the underside of the head, sucking gently. Angus hissed as pleasure shot rapidly up his spine, he fisted his hands into the bed as the exquisite torture continued. She knew how to extract the most blistering pleasure without forcing an orgasm, as she continued torturing the hunk underneath her with her lips, tongue and nail. He squirmed under her touch and panted harshly as she continued sucking the tip of his cock while gently rubbing her tongue around the underside, he fisted the sheets tighter as her nails continued their gentle scraping. He moaned raggedly as her nailed scraped further down and caressed his ass. Rubbing and torturing the sensitive flesh. His cock felt like a thick iron bar, he was so hard, he could tell she was holding back because the pleasure was so excruciating it was scrambling his nerves. He almost shot right off the bed as one of her sharply manicured nails slid into his ass. Rubbing and caressing the passage he moaned, sweat freely running across his forehead and chest as she tortured him. She wanted to taste him now, the salty sweetness of his fluids were driving her wild. She slid a second finger inside him as her thumb rubbed around his rim, she sucked his cock the whole way in as her fingers slid the full way up, scraping the bundle of nerves at the back of his ass. He howled in pleasure as tremors shot through his body. She sucked him hard and harshly as her teeth raked him gently, while her fingers were probing inside of him. The pleasure and the pressure became too much for him to handle as his vision began blacking around the edges, the most powerful orgasm of his life shot through him. He groaned harshly, panting rapidly as he shot his seed into her greedy mouth. He tasted wickedly good as she swallowed him, she continued rubbing the spot, making him hard again as she slid up his body. Their sweat making it easier, she devoured his mouth while pushing him into the bed, her legs swinging over his hips. She rubbed her hips against his, feeling the delicious heat of his thick throbbing meat as she continued to devour his mouth. She reached down to grasp his cock as she continued to explore the inside of his throat with her tongue. She slid down on his thick cock and moaned deeply, her moan mingling with his rough groan of desire. He grasped her hips and thrust up, making her hiss at the sudden blast of pleasure. Sure sex was good with some of the filth she destroyed, but never this good. If she had a soul it would be broken, just like his was, she could feel the hellfire burning at his soul. This made her grin because she knew he was coming down with her. She just had to convince him of that fact as she pushed some of her essence deep into his soul while she pushed down onto him. "God damn, you're so damn hot," Angus gasped as he gripped her hips tightly. She moaned and said, "You feel so hellishly good," as she slid down his cock again. The pleasure arching through her body, she planted her hands on his thickly muscular chest while digging her nails in, making him hiss louder as she rode him. She got a handle on the pleasure and started to build up her speed, making them both moan and gasp with every thrust either up or down. They worked themselves into a steady rhythm but the still present smell of wood smoke added an extra sensation for her. That smell mixed with Angus' pure male scent drove her wild, causing her to thrust harder and to rub his sweat and the charcoal soot over her body as well, as she slid over his hard muscles. Angus' fingers dug harder into her hips as he bucked harder, thrusting deeper into her as she came down on him harder and faster. His face flushed dark red as he struggled to keep up with the pace and the bombarding pleasure. No one had ever brought her to a shattering climax before, not even the incubus that she had usually hung around with. She dug harder into his chest, blood pooling around her nails as she drew blood from him "Fuck! Harder Xandra!" he shouted as he bucked his hips harder and faster, driving them closer to the explosion that surely felt like it would kill him. He lost his rhythm as the writhing pleasure sank its claws into him and shredded him apart. He cried out, losing himself as he looked into her eyes which were now brightly glowing as she shrieked, while ripping her nails down his chest as she clenched tightly around him. Blackness shrouded around him as a heart-stopping climax exploded from him, his eyes rolled to the back of his head as it tore through him. The throbbing pain of the bleeding scratches over his chest mingled with the mind-shattering pleasure from his ceaseless orgasm. He gasped before the blackness crushed him. Xandra panted heavily, no-one had ever shattered her world quite as completely as Angus had. She rested her hand against his neck and breathed a sigh of relief, since she could feel his pulse drumming wildly against her hand. She slid off his sweaty body and laid down next to him, she admired the curve of his jaw as his breathing evened out and his pulse returned to normal. 'What a man,' she thought as her limbs ached with exhaustion. 'Damn, he's going to be awfully strong if he accepts the invitation,' she thought as she rubbed her tense thighs and calves. She laid her hands over his chest and chanted a few words, his skin glowed for a second before vanishing while it completely cleaned and cleared off sweat, char and smoke. He needed his rest, while she thought of the plans she had for him causing her to grin crookedly. 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. -- 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. Samhain's Fire 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." -- 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. Chapter 3 Xandra woke slowly and looked around, the pale looming light of pre-dawn seeping through the windows. 'Oh crap, Lilith is not going to be happy, I was supposed to have been back five hours ago,' she thought as Angus' heavy body was still on top of her. Relishing the feel of his cock still lodged inside of her for a few moments before she gently used her supernatural strength to push him off her body. She looked at his broad muscular body and sighed, she had no idea how she was going to manage staying away from him for two weeks while the burn tortured him. She knew she had to do it, since it was a requirement she thought unhappily as she splayed a hand over his warm chest. His hard muscles pulsing under her palm as he breathed in and out in a gentle rhythm. She reached inside his body with her mind, finding the seed she had planted and sent a bolt of energy into it, waking it up. She hoped Angus had the mental strength to cope with what she had left him, she didn't want to think about what would happen if he couldn't. She slid off the bed and cheated a bit with her clothes by using her powers to put them onto her body. She quietly left the room, leaving him to sleep as she prepared his lunch since he'd gone and passed out again. 'Damn, Angus has so much stamina, wonder how his ex-girlfriends handled them,' she thought with a chuckle as she finished making the food from his scraps. Then wrote a note to him and left it on the table. Angus, Thank you for the amazing night once again, we have to do this again surely. I've never had so much 'fun' as it were. Unfortunately, I have an international business trip I'm leaving for today. But I'll be back again on this night in two weeks and hopefully we can do it again. Xandra P.S. Just to soothe your ego, you did live up to your promise big guy. I'll see you in two weeks. -- Angus grinned reading the note while he leaned against the bench, his whole body ached, luckily for him, he didn't need to get back to the fire house for another two days. He could heal in that time he though, as the fresh scratches on his back tingled as his back muscles stretched. Heat flared in his cheeks as he read her last line, 'Damn, I can't wait until she's back,' he thought. There was something different about that woman, she was amazing. He felt so free being with her. He didn't have to restrain his considerable strength, she felt like a blessing to him and he hoped it kept feeling that way when she returned from her trip. On his way to work two days later, he felt a restless burning stir in his body. It was like an itch that he couldn't reach and it was starting to drive him nuts as he parked in the lot. He entered the front of the firehouse and was suddenly blasted with a tidal wave of energy. The sea of testosterone and a few splashes of estrogen washed over him, he somehow knew that sex had happened somewhere in here and quite a lot of it. "Hey Angus, meet my girlfriend Shawna," said Marcus, his best friend at the station, and he knew from the intense reeking smell coming from both of them that they had been getting physical with each other very recently as he noticed a stray drop of sweat peal down his forehead. "Nice to meet you Shawna," he said grabbing her hand but was suddenly shocked with a pulse of energy. A white flash run over his eyes and through his body as he made contact with her skin. "Are you ok Angus?" asked Marcus as he noticed his reaction. "Yeah it's alright. I just got shocked that's all," he said grinning. Somehow knowing they'll end up married. It was totally freaking him out as he passed another work mate and could smell the sex on him. He sat down in one of the bunkrooms and tried to block out the overwhelming smell of testosterone and sex as it clobbered him. He was so hard now he was throbbing. 'Damn, how did such a simple touch with her cause this reaction?' he thought desperately as he looked around and quickly unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants opening them and sliding his boxers down. Grasping his thick cock, he stroked himself hard and fast, running to a quick finish as he spurted hard into his hand. He quickly cleaned himself off and did his pants back up and looked around again, hoping nobody saw his rather public display. -- All throughout his two day shift, he kept analysing the multitude of smells that bombarded him. Food seemed to taste a lot different, in a good way. The flavour came out in a richness that drenched his senses. It still freaked him out of the scent of testosterone rolling out of his buddies. He just wanted to go home and try to forget the strangest two days he had in awhile. They had a callout come in only an hour before the shift break was due, he was hoping this wouldn't happen since everything had gone weird on him. He stepped out of the truck to help with the hose, the burning house in front of them. The smell gathers around him of rich burning wood that twisted around and pressed against his nose and lungs. Along with the wet smell of the grass and nearby trees pushing in along with the sweat and hormone charged smell from the men behind him. He forced it all out while he aimed the hose at the fire, after they had saved the woman's house, she looked at him with hungry eyes, sending a sharp hard burn right to his cock immediately making him incredibly uncomfortable as his pants bulged. The woman smelled hot and needy that just set his whole body on fire. He bit back a curse and grunted as he helped stow away the hose. He spent the next two days confined in his house, the smells weren't quite as invasive but he knew he had to get back out there. He sucked in a breath, the exotic scent of Xandra's body still clung to his bed and pillows. He had came so much over the last week he was worried he was going to break something. He needed to find a woman to take the edge off, he was fast becoming unable to satisfy himself with just his hand. He got up and dressed in his black evening clothes and left outside. He stumbled as the intensity of the night swirled around him. He could smell the pollen in the flowers, the sprouting of grass seeds in the ground. He was going certifiable, the smell of leather in his car leapt out and clobbered him with the thick musky smell wrapping around his head and squeezing it. His nose was so damn sensitive now and he didn't know why. He dreaded going back to the firehouse in two days if his senses had picked up this much in only a few days, the clinging rough thickness of testosterone in the air, walls and furniture at the firehouse would only just go up in intensity. He was still pretty disturbed at the flashes their only female fire fighter gave him. She was a total bombshell, Craig wouldn't know what hit him once she got around to the plans she's been thinking of for the two of them. After driving to the nearest pub, he sat down at the bar and waited. He didn't have to wait long until a woman approached him. He usually hated their type, the slutty trashy type. But right now, he desperately needed to release the explosion of smells and hormones in here, was putting him on the edge of his self control before he snapped and dragged a woman out. Samhain's Fire -- Xandra licked her lips as she observed Angus' tight ass clenching as he powerfully thrust into the writhing woman underneath him. It seems that the effects were going hot and hard. One more week and she would be able to rescue him from the effects of the maddening seed. "Holy, Xandra...your man is amazing. So powerfully built just like my Reece," Sybil said licking her lips as she plopped down next to her in front of the scrying pool. "Yes, I know I can't wait to claim him. It's a little hard watching him suffer though, I wish it was easier. Though the woman is lucky, she's getting the ride of her life instead of the one way ticket down here which she would have gotten for being a slut," said Xandra as she watched Angus arch his back while he cried out, his orgasm pulsing through him. "He's going to be strong enough, don't worry. I think those firemen are lucky there aren't anymore women than just that one who's already seemingly attached. If there were..." said Sybil. "I know about that orgy, that was fun," said Xandra chuckling. "But you're right, they are lucky or they'd probably be stuck at the firehouse screwing each other's brains out. Their needed for emergencies and Angus' shifting body chemistry will mess with theirs," she continued. "Though it would have been fun to watch," she said laughing. "It would," she said licking her lips. -- Angus slowly got off the bed and snuck into the shower quickly, washing all the sweat and etc. from his body. This woman's house smelled like a damn brothel, he had to get out of here before he crawled out of his skin. Quickly he dressed and left out the door, while the woman was lying blissfully passed out on the bed. Silently dreading walking into the firehouse, he parked his car in the front lot of the station. He walked in and he was right, the smell had magnified greatly and he hoped his wayward cock would behave itself better this time as he strode into the house and put his food money in the jar. He felt a wave of instinct wash over him, he suddenly wanted to know if Sally had achieved her goals for the week. He knew that it was their private business but something was urging him into it. He reached forward, grabbed Sally's arm and got a bright white flash of energy lashing through him. "Angus?" she asked turning. "Sorry, I was wondering how your week has been," he asked casually and mentally shifting through all the erotic steamy images of Craig and her doing the most erotic things to each other. She blushed and grinned broadly, "It's been going great, you?" "Good, same old," he said grinning before hurrying to the restroom to relive himself of the painful hardness he'd sprouted from the imagery. -- "Oh holy, we have a problem," said Xandra watching the feed through the pool. "What is it Xan?" asked Sybil as she plopped down next to her. "The female fire fighter is being affected by the demon energy. She's on the prowl for her recently acquired boyfriend. Something tells me they're going to get into a lot of trouble," said Xandra. "This will be fun to watch," said Sybil as she sat to watch. -- Angus pushed open the restroom door and looked around before going to look for Sally, he knew something was wrong there. He rounded the corner towards the fire engine garage and swallowed a groan as he was confronted with the hot hammering smells of arousal. Sally was on her knees with Craig's thick cock shoved all the down her mouth with his shorts discarded on the ground. He was rooted to the spot as she sucked him mercilessly until he creamed, while moaning against the front of the truck. Angus stepped back behind a truck as Craig came back to his senses. He gave him a moment to put his shorts back on and stepped around the engine. "How's the cleaning going Craig?" he asked and noted his flushed face. "Good, almost done with this one," he said slightly breathless. "Awesome, we're having a pool game in the rec room in thirty minutes if you can make it," said Angus. "Of course," said Craig as he looked at Sally. At the end of their shift, Angus felt that he could begin to understand the strangeness that had overtaken him. 'Just five more days until Xandra gets back since it started after she had left him. 'Maybe she has the answer,' he thought as he left the extremely sexually charged firehouse. Somehow he had an effect on his buddies he thought morosely, he had heard about or seen Craig and Sally in numerous situations. But his thoughts weren't on them but on the highly sexually charged alpha males that would now be out on the prowl. He still didn't know if he could trust himself outside in the real world with only five days left, so he felt he could take the next shift off. He had the makings of a fever, he had felt constantly hot the last few hours even though it was the start of winter, the snowflakes falling around him seemingly sizzled as they got near him. -- Unable to battle the driving urges pounding at him, he spent three sweat drenched days trying to sate the burning urges in the warm pliant flesh of women who were only too grateful to him for the mind blasting orgasms he gave them under his touch. Even touching sent those senses off. Just touching inanimate objects became unusual, sometimes it hurt, another time it was pleasurable. Only two days left and then he hoped Xandra would be back and tell him what the hell was happening to him. He knew without even thinking it, that a doctor wouldn't have a clue what was wrong with him. -- "Xandra, I know this is the hardest part. I hated seeing Reece struggle with the maddening urges. Your man is going to make it, just 36 more hours until you can go save him. You need something to occupy your time," said Sybil as she approached Xandra. "Thanks, I know he'll be OK. He got through the last challenge only one is left, his mental strength," said Xandra wanting to reach into the scrying pool and soothe Angus. Who was sweating profusely as he sat up on his bed and walked towards the shower, conflicting emotions appearing on his face as he turned on the full cold blast of the shower. "He'll be fine, the man is massive. He didn't hurt those women just made them pass out from intensity, that's the best indicator. He has enough mental strength to hold onto his extremely frayed control then he should make it the rest of the way," said Sybil. "Thanks, but I would prefer watching him for a bit longer before I need to head out for the soul collection," said Xandra. "Ok, see you later," grinned Sybil. -- After drinking more water, he slipped back in his chair as he got as comfortable as possible. He was so hot even with the snow drifting down outside of his window, he was melting, he only had a little over a day before she returned. He hoped she did, if not, he was admitting himself to hospital since he couldn't go on like this. He had done the best he could to block the scents and smells out but they had become overpowering. He could even smell the breeze blowing against the outside of the glass. He swiped another layer of thickening sweat off his forehead and tried to keep calm. His stomach rumbled as a cramp slapped him, he had been unmercifully hungry the last few days and had almost eaten everything he had bought, the last time he was out at the shop he had taken enough to feed an army for two whole weeks and it was mostly all gone. He was too afraid to leave the house now, the intensity of the smells swirling outside was surely going to make him gag or pass out. After eating another large meal several hours later, he slid off the dampened chair and showered again. With the frigid cold water burning his skin, he felt like he was going to combust as the water worked on cooling him down. He cleaned himself the best he could. He stood under the water for minutes grunting, knowing he couldn't stay under the coolness of the water for much longer. He turned off the taps and bit back a curse as a wave of heat coursed over him. He quickly dried off then turned his air conditioner on full blast, trying his best to keep his fevered skin cool. He shut his eyes and hoped to gain some sleep, hours away from the exhausting heat plaguing him. -- Night couldn't come fast enough for him, he had drunk more water and eaten more food then he had thought humanly possible in the last few days. He collapsed against the bed with an exhausted sigh, his cock throbbed like an iron bar. Along with the inescapable heat, the ferocious arousal and touch sensitivity still washed over him. He was quite certain Xandra had done something to him, she would be back tonight. But he feared he'd be too weak to do anything about it. Only six to twelve long hours left he thought until he'd know for sure if this woman was the cause of his woes. -- Xandra grinned as she took one final look into the scrying pool, Angus was still hanging in there. The man was determined to not give up, it was time to go rescue him before he did actually combust. -- She knocked on his door feeling the icy cold air seeping out from under the door. She tapped her foot as the door creaked open. With Angus standing there, his eyes rimmed with exhaustion as light glimmered off his reddened muscular skin. The sweat running off him in rivulets as his towel clung to his waist. Suddenly without speaking, he yanked her inside, shoving the door shut and dropping his towel. Chapter 4 He forcefully shoved her up against the wall and rammed his tongue down her throat. She groaned before pushing against his tightly strung chest muscles, moving him away from her. She grinned at him and said "Easy tiger, you can wait just a bit longer. You need to see this before you make any decisions." She dropped her illusion, letting her tail flick around behind her as she put her hands on her hips. Angus gasped and gaped at her as he stumbled back against the door. "Surprise Angus, I knew you were intelligent. You figured it out all by yourself, well sort of, any other mortal would have either burned up or damned their soul by now. You have a demon seed inside of you, there are two things you can do right now. The first one is to have me fuck you and claim your soul, and then you'll be with me forever and have the side benefits of being a demon. And before you ask, the damned are evil or immoral mortals," she said dragging a sharp nail down the center of his chest through the damp hair. "And what's the second?" he whispered raspily. "Is one I hope you don't chose, because I want you to be with me. The second choice is I can rip the seed from you, but not without the price of a whole lot of pain. But it will pass and your body will return to normal, you can return to your simple short mortal existence," she said. "You've gotten so far under my skin Xandra, you've been on my mind almost constantly. No matter how I did it, I couldn't bring back the intensity we had together. I hated having to force myself into control again. What kind of senses do demons get?" asked Angus. Xandra grinned and said, "Good question, we get what you've just experienced first hand. Our bodies are far stronger than mortals, we can by far contain and experience the full extent of the sensory adaptations. It's a rush at times, I hope you chose me rather than the dullness." "Are you kidding me? There is no way I'm going back. Not even the rush of fighting fires brings forward the energy I can just feel simmering around," he said looking at her challenging her. She grinned, "Excellent, lets get started shall we?" She asked, as she reached down, grasped his full cock and gave him a tender squeeze, making him squirm and moan. She led him to his bedroom, and shoved him down on it and quickly using her magic to make her clothes disappear. They dropped into a pile on the floor as she slid over his hot slick body. She leaned down over him and kissed him gently making him shudder. Groaning, he thrust his hips up to hers since he was so sensitive right now, it probably wouldn't take much to set him off. "Damn, Xan, I won't be able to hold off long," he rasped gritting his teeth. "Well, we can't have that can we?" she purred, and then she suddenly impaled herself on his throbbing flesh. He arched back and hissed, at the pleasure arching through his body. He moaned long and deep as she squeezed him. "I need my fun, hold on. After this you'll be feeling a lot better, trust me. This was the initiation Angus, I knew you could handle it," she husked as she squeezed him, torturing him mercilessly with pleasure. He so desperately needed to come, the pressure was crushing him as he bucked his hips against her. She moaned and slammed herself up and down, her hands caressing his balls. He had to end this now or he was surely going to burn up, he reached down and flicked her clit making her squeal in pleasure as she stroked his cock with her pussy. Squeezing him tightly as she slid down over him, she couldn't let him come until after she had. She kept up the steady even pressure, his face had gone a unusual shade of purple as he thrashed against the nearly unbearable pleasure. She fucked him harder, faster as his fingers shakily kept up their teasing. He was gasping as his hips arched into her, he suddenly squeezed her clit, the sudden shocking pain blasted her senses as a violent orgasm boiled and rushed over her like a scalding wave. She cried out and released her hold on him. He roared as his orgasm was finally unleashed. He pulsed so much she was lost in the feeling as his body heated fast. "See you soon Angus," she husked as Angus locked his gaze with hers. Then he exploded into flames, his jaw twisted in a soundless scream as his body burned up. Xandra groaned as she felt his essence flow into her, it was extremely powerful and intoxicating as she slid off the smoking sheets. She tugged the ends up and wrapped the brilliantly white ash up into it as she took the sheet out of the house and tossed it in the garbage. It wouldn't be good for anybody to find a bed sheet covered with a human amount of ash. She licked her lips and felt Angus' energy thrumming through her, damn he felt powerful she thought. She walked back inside and cleaned her traces away from his house as she conjured up the bottle she had prepared earlier. A sample of his blood went towards making this seem believable as she walked to his bedroom, she fitted a new sheet over his bed and sliced her arm, dripping blood on the floor and sheet. Before opening the jar of blood that had been produced using a sample from Angus, she flicked the blood over the sheet and then dripped it in big splotches across the carpet then down the hall towards the door. She looked around and continued dribbling the last of the blood in a narrowing line. She looked up at the blood trail and cast a spell, reforming the trail to look like drag marks. She dispelled the empty bottle and re-entered the house, taking up the dagger she stabbed the centre of the blood pool on the bed twice in different places. Happily, the police would be convinced that Angus had been stabbed and then dragged out, as she used her magic to put her clothes back into place and pulled out her personal mirror. She poked her finger and dripped a few drops of blood on the glass, chanting a spell. She hated doing this, but this is what she needed to do. Swirling began as the room began twisting and swaying as she dove into the vertigo swirl of the mirror. She coughed and gasped as the damp, heated air of the entrance chamber to the great wall enclosed around her. She heard a groan and it wasn't from her. She looked to the side and it was Angus his fully naked body lying sprawled out in its ghostly form. He groaned again as he became more aware. "Well... damn, you did kill me that time," said Angus raspily. She grinned and said, "Not much longer to go Angus, we're going to get you registered with the gate demon. Then we're going to see Lilith, she's just going to love you," she said grinning. "Sounds like a date," he said wincing slightly as the remnants of the burn flickered over him. "Glad to see your sense of humor is intact Angus," she chuckled as she led him up the path. He looked so much more desirable, so hot and sexy, the ethereal glow shimmering from his skin made her want to jump him again. But she knew he was only a spirit right now with no real form, if she screwed this up he could end up, upstairs in the pearly gates. She did not want that happening. The long line of damned souls stretched ahead of them, beacons of multi-colored light gleamed down the long road that stretched up towards the towering walls and massive gates of hell. "The colors are the dominant sin of each soul's damnation, everything will get easier to understand later. This is the longest part, it could take days," she said. "Well, if it will take days. Why don't you explain it to me?" he asked grinning. She noticed a few wisps of pink fluttering away from his body, 'Hmm lust, that's good. He's certainly going to be an incubus with that indicator. "Alright, the yellow is greed, green is envy, pink is lust, the red is wrath, blue is pride, brown is gluttony and black is sloth. The multicolored ones are the truly damned, they have several sins they indulged in." she said. "This is all so amazing," said Angus as he looked around the sharp spikes of black rock spearing up from the ground. "It is, I didn't think you'd be taking this so well, this quickly," remarked Xandra as they continued up the path, with the gates looming larger. "Well I adapt to new situations quickly, but those extra senses totally threw me off, seeing into my work mates sex lives was strange, damn the things I saw. Then the smells," he said blinking his eyes as they closed in on the gates much faster then Xandra had anticipated. "Well you did a good job, and with the amount of white that is coming from your soul, shows how good you were at controlling it. The pink is just your attachment to me," she said grinning. "Are you sure that's what it is?" he asked huskily, wishing he could touch her but his hand would go straight through her. That would seriously freak him out. She grinned and continued up the path, the tower demons could be seen now as the small door inside the large one opened to the permit, the demon inside with the soul dragged along with him. "You'll enjoy this I think, well I know the gate demon will," she said grinning as the line thinned out until it was just them. They finally reached the demon and he leaned over the tower edge and said "Xandra? What's going on with this one?" "He's mine Graham, I need the teleport ticket to Lilith's initiation chamber," she said huskily, fluttering her eyelashes at him. The poor guy actually blushed, fresh demons were always fun. "Of course, once I've checked his soul over. You know paperwork," he said as he reached out and a wave of shimmering energy blasted Angus. He staggered then grunted as the shimmering energy pulled at him, "Shit, this hurts," he grunted as it tugged viciously at him then it let him go. He collapsed on the ground with an undignified thud. He pushed himself up again before Graham spoke up again. "He's clear, only a few traces of lust, and a bit of pride. But he's yours Xandra enjoy, I look forward to meeting you again Angus," he said grinning as he sent a wave of pulsing power to the door way. The door shimmered as it warped, making a portal appear in front of it. "Thanks Graham," she said blowing him a kiss as they walked through the portal. They landed with a solid thud on the smooth, cool, black marble floor of Lilith's chamber. She looked at Angus and saw that he had gained back his body. She reached out and made contact with his hard arm and grinned. "Looks like you're back."