The Offer: Succubus Bargain Serial (Succubus Harem Book 1) by L.L. Frost

Author:L.L. Frost [Frost, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-15T05:00:00+00:00

(un)Lucky

As I stride out of the club, energy crackles beneath my skin, my wings restless in their hidden place along my spine. I want to get home, to crawl into my mound of pillows and digest like an overstuffed human after Thanksgiving.

My cell phone vibrates in the holster on my thigh. The buzz sends ticklish pleasure across my hips, and I let it ring a couple times longer than necessary, unsure if I should answer. Not a lot of people have my number, and I already spoke to Julian today, which reduces the options to one of the cousins, shudder, or my mentor, double shudder.

The phone quits as it drops to voicemail, then instantly buzzes back to life. I pause to hike the right side of my dress up to reach the damn thing, and an old man stops nearby, rheumy eyes wide as he stares at the long expanse of bared leg.

I finger wave at him before striding on, lifting the phone to my ear. “Yes?”

“Hey, boo, what you up to?” a low voice mumbles from the other end of the line. In the background, the rat-a-tat-tat of gunfire blares.

I sigh, mood plummeting. “What do you want, Landon?”

“I heard you tried out Julian’s delivery service today?” An explosion blasts in the background. “Hey, don’t fucking throw grenades, asshole!”

“What do you want, Landon?” I repeat as a headache slowly blooms in my temples.

“Can you swing by and do a little energy share? I’m kinda low right now.” Blast. Boom! “I said stop throwing fucking grenades! Half your team is down here! Shit!”

Plastic clatters, and I picture Landon’s favorite bright blue controller landing on a coffee table covered in porn magazines and empty water bottles.

“I’m not your supplier, Landon.” I push through the door to my apartment complex and head for the elevator. “Feed yourself.”

“Is that any way to treat your mentor?” he grumbles.

“You’re the reason I can’t transition back into dreamland!” I stab at the elevator’s call button, foot tapping with impatience.

“Hey, don’t blame that on me.” He grunts and springs squeak, probably from the dilapidated couch he pulled off the sidewalk back in the nineties. “I did my best. It’s not my fault you were formed from the weakest spring storm in existence. You should be grateful I bothered to collect your tiny ball of energy off the church steps.”

I cringe, guilt sweeping through me. Succubus form through humans’ repressed desires. Enough repression combined with an electrical storm, and poof, all those emotions create a brand-new succubus. If another of our kind is nearby, they come to collect the newly formed being and nurture it, teaching it to take form in dreamland and feed off humans. It takes years of energy buildup before a succubus can take the next step into corporeal form.

“You know I’m grateful you took me in.” The elevator arrives, and I step on, punching the button for the third floor. “But why can’t you go get your own energy?”

“Hell & Heaven came out this week, and all my usual humans haven’t slept long enough to get a good dream on.

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