Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 15

Innocent Devil's Harem Ch. 15 -- Kai's Girlfriend jumps hot housemate.

Submitted: November 19, 2020 to Literotica (Copyright Kaizer Wolf)

Edited: August 11, 2021

Tags: harem, supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF, succubus, mystery, taboo

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- CHAPTER 15: Problem -

A low growl unexpectedly startled me awake, my eyes popping open as all my senses focused downstairs, the sound similar to the rumbling of an aggressive dog ready to attack. Instantly, even without looking, I knew right away that Gabriella wasn't in bed with me, because her scent wasn't as potent.

Instead, she was downstairs.

And her scent was hostile, my housemate's aroma tainted with panic.

I bolted out of bed the moment I heard Serenity speak up, her voice breaking. "G-Gabriella?" she said in confusion and alarm.

I heard the growling move, faster than I'd think possible for a normal person.

Just as I reached the top of the stairs, Serenity screamed, Nick already dashing past the foyer into the kitchen. Skipping the steps entirely, I leapt straight down to the bottom, landing hard on the floor only to twist just in time to see Nick go flying against a chair, tumbling like he'd been tossed from a pickup truck in full motion.

Time seemed to slow as I finally registered what I was seeing, now that Nick's body wasn't obstructing my view.

Gabriella was on top of Serenity on the floor, my housemate's forearm in her mouth in an obvious attempt to block an attack for her throat. But what left me confused was the color of my fiancé's body, her hair an even more vibrant red, her crazed eyes a more vibrant green, and her normally pale skin now a deep tan like she'd been outside all summer...

I didn't have time to process further, bolting for them as fast as I was physically capable. Because the attack was sincere, the hostility unmistakable, Gabriella clearly out for blood as she actively sucked on my best friend's arm, her teeth buried deep.

Without hesitation I jumped over Gabriella's back, straddling her as I jerked my hands down and jabbed my fingers into the joint of her jawbone on both sides, just below her ears, knowing it was a major pressure point.

Gabriella shrieked even louder than Serenity had, quickly pulling away as I instantly enveloped her in an almost crushing embrace, yanking her off my housemate.

Serenity sounded like she was hyperventilating as she started scooting backwards on her elbow, her eyes wide, her scent thick with panic, desperately trying to get away even though I had her assailant now.

In the meantime, Gabriella's scent instantly shifted to alarm. "Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" Her scent then shifted to guilt and remorse. "Serenity! Oh my god, Serenity! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't..." Her voice trailed off as she sobbed.

My own thoughts finally caught up to me, realizing the wound was nothing like my own controlled bite from last night. This was like my friend had been attacked by a ravenous wolf...or starving bear...

"Nick!" I barked, focusing on his stunned expression, still on his ass on the floor. "Get the bleeding to stop!"

Serenity's face was as white as a ghost now, her brown eyes looking pitch-black, her hyperventilating beginning to sound like she was borderline panic-crying, not even making an effort to stop the profuse bleeding, still just staring up at Gabriella like she was terrified of a second attack. Or at least in shock that it happened in the first place.

Nick finally snapped out of his stupor and hurried to his feet, grabbing a dishtowel and kneeling next to her to cover the wound.

Gabriella was sobbing now, limp in my arms, with me holding all her weight. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry."

After checking the wound more closely, Nick looked like he was about to puke, before speaking up after taking a second to collect himself. "This is really bad. It's going to need stitches."

"Should we call an ambulance?" I asked seriously, not about to let Gabriella go, in order to call myself -- not when I wasn't confident that she wouldn't attack again. "Or do you think it will be safe to drive her to the hospital?" I added, not even considering any alternatives.

Serenity finally chimed in, her voice shaky, her jaw trembling. "N-No h-hospital," she stammered. She then looked up at Nick, her eyes looking almost wild now. "Y-You used to b-be an EMT, r-right? For like a y-year?"

"Only a few months!" he corrected her. "And while we did train to do emergency stitches, I've never actually done it on a real person before! Only on practice mannequins!"

Serenity's expression grew more determined. "Nick, they'll probably know this isn't an animal bite, even if we say a dog bit me." She paused, taking a deep breath. "Y-You'll have to do it."

I chimed back in, my tone urgent. "Ren, are you sure? Even if they know it's a human bite, it isn't going to expose..." My voice trailed off as I looked down at Gabriella again, seeing that her coloring was still as vibrant as ever, as if she'd died her hair a more stark red and was wearing vibrant green contacts now. Never mind the deep tan.

I hesitated, because I was about to say 'my secret,' only to realize 'our secret' might be more accurate. For some reason, my fiancé's new look screamed 'stripper' to me, though I wasn't sure why. Maybe because obviously dyed hair, combined with a deep tan and huge tits was just the association I made in my head. But either way, I knew that the change in her appearance, combined with the attack, meant she must have somehow become like me.

Nick and Serenity both shook their heads, Nick being the one to answer. "The medical staff will be required to file a police report, even if she doesn't want to." He then looked up at Gabriella who was still a mess. "Hey, let's see your bite."

She stiffened in my arms for a second, before beginning to support her own weight as she pulled down the makeshift bandage over her own wound.

Yet there was nothing to see, not even a scar or any other indication she'd been bitten.

Nick nodded his head in response, as if it was what he expected. "Obviously, it looks like Kai somehow changed Gabriella. At the very least, I doubt she would have been capable of tossing me across the room like that yesterday." He sighed, focusing on Serenity. "Which means, if it was caused by his bite, then this wound will also probably be healed in the next..." He paused to glance up at the clock in the kitchen, seeing that it was only a little after 8:15 AM. "Ten to eleven hours, more or less. Assuming her bite can have the same effect as his."

A silence fell over the room as those words sunk in.

Gabriella's whisper broke it. "I'm so sorry," she said almost inaudibly.

I squeezed her again, this time meant as a hug, while Serenity took a long deep breath before finally addressing her.

"It's alright, Gabriella," she replied without looking up. "I admit you really scared me, but I know you wouldn't attack me on purpose." She took another deep breath, finally focusing on her. "What exactly happened?"

Gabriella shook her head in response, sniffling. "I don't know. I don't even remember coming downstairs..." She grimaced. "Or attacking you. When I realized what I was doing, I felt like I was waking up."

Nick sighed as he stood. "You probably were sleeping then. I have a buddy who sometimes raids the fridge in his sleep -- sleepwalking essentially." His toned lightened some. "I guess that means you can't go to bed hungry from now on."

Unfortunately, his attempt at humor fell flat.

No one was amused, and it did nothing to ease the tension.

Gabriella shivered at the thought. "I think I still am," she admitted quietly. "Hungry," she clarified. "Or maybe thirsty is the better word..." She shivered again.

I took a deep breath. "It must be because you're low on blood from me drinking it last night. I didn't think I took much, but maybe I did. Do you think you can control yourself until after we make sure Serenity is alright?"

"Of course," she agreed adamantly, turning her head to look up at me from the corner of her eye. "I never would have, if I was conscious." She then looked down at my best friend. "Serenity, I am so sorry."

She nodded, her entire body trembling like she was cold, still looking like she might pass out.

"Right," Nick commented. "I have a fancy First Aid Kit in the trunk of my car. Pretty sure it has sutures, although I never imagined I'd have to use them," he added with a grimace.

I only nodded while he ran out to grab the kit, Gabriella apologizing a few more times while he left. However, once the front door closed, I carefully let her go, suggesting that Serenity just needed a little bit of space. I then proceeded to grab a chair for Serenity, figuring we'd do the stitches down here at the kitchen sink.

Once I had it situated, I slowly bent down and very gently picked my housemate up, in order to set her in the chair. She didn't even try to help, which I took as her trusting that I was strong enough, with her continuing to hold the rag over her arm, her body trembling.

"T-Thanks," she whispered.

"Of course," I replied, only to glance over my shoulder to look at Gabriella, standing there like she was lost. "Hey, can you grab the Hydrogen Peroxide upstairs? It's under the bathroom sink."

She looked at me, it seeming to take a moment for her vibrant emerald eyes to focus, before her expression became determined. "Yes," she replied simply, turning to run upstairs.

"And grab the Rubbing Alcohol too," I called after her. "Just in case we need to sterilize something," I added when Serenity gave me an alarmed look. I then lowered my voice. "Of course I'm not going to use that on the wound."

Serenity nodded, taking a long deep breath. She then looked like she was about to say or ask something, but the front door opened up, both of us looking over at Nick.

"Found it," he announced, though from what I heard outside, it didn't sound like he had trouble locating it to begin with. He then proceeded to bring everything over to the counter, asking Serenity to move her arm over the sink so he could take a look at it.

She was already right there, so she just leaned forward a little, sticking her arm out.

One glance at the bloody mess and Nick suddenly looked like he was going to be sick again.

"Fuck," he hissed.

"What's wrong?" I asked in alarm.

He shook his head. "Nothing, it's just..." His voice trailed off.

"Just what?" I asked seriously. "Does she need to go to the hospital? Because I'm about to put her in my car and drive her to the hospital. Whether they fill out a police report or not."

"Kai," Serenity said, sounding a little surprised. "I think I'm going to be okay. And Nick's right. If your bite caused her to change, then..." Her voice trailed off, her gaze unfocusing as it seemed to really sink in that she might change too.

"It's not that," Nick finally responded. "It's just, this is why I was only an EMT for a few months. I can't handle the gore. Not in real life. It's different on TV, but just looking at this makes me feel like I'm going to pass out."

"Oh." I paused as I considered that. "Well, then just tell me what I need to do, and I'll do it."

"Kai, are you sure?" Serenity asked seriously.

I shrugged. "I mean, the gore isn't a problem for me, so as long as you're fine with me doing it."

Her deep brown eyes widened slightly, before she nodded, lowering her voice. "I trust you."

I gave her a small smile of appreciation, glancing over my shoulder again as Gabriella came down the stairs. However, when she entered the kitchen, she stopped at the entrance, as if she was afraid to come too close.

Serenity noticed, speaking up before anyone else could. "It's okay, Gabriella," she reassured her. "Just bring it over."

My fiancé nodded, remorse crossing her expression as she made her way to Nick's other side.

"Okay," he began after a second, seeming to collect himself and organize his thoughts as he recalled his training. "First, we need to sterilize the scissors, and then you're going to have to cut out all the tissue that's sticking out."

"Wait, what?" I said in surprise.

He nodded toward the wound, grabbing the Peroxide, while keeping his eyes adverted. "Here, pour a little bit of this on it, and you'll see what I mean. Oh, and wash your hands first too," he added, reaching to turn on the sink, only to wash his hands as well.

I did as he asked, washing my hands and then grabbing the brown bottle, pouring a little on my hands and rubbing it on the bottle itself, while my friend ducked her head and pressed her forehead against her upper arm as we began to work. It wasn't bleeding as profusely, allowing the Peroxide to wash away enough to see what looked like little chunks of yellow fat sticking out in various places.

Nick continued, keeping his eyes adverted. "Any of the stuff hanging out is going to die anyway, so you have to cut it off before you can stitch the wound up properly." He sighed. "If we were taking her to the hospital, and this was an emergency stitch-up, then we wouldn't worry about it. But since we aren't going to the hospital, we need to make sure we do it right the first time."

"Is it going to hurt?" I asked seriously.

He shook his head. "Most likely no. She probably won't even feel it. This is tissue that's usually underneath where the nerves are."

I nodded, accepting the small pair of scissors when he handed them to me. They were still wet, but he'd used the Peroxide to sterilize them, so I wasn't worried about the liquid hurting her. I hesitated when Gabriella walked away, pausing for a moment until I realized she was grabbing the paper towels to clean up the floor behind us.

"Are you ready?" I whispered to Serenity, beginning to readjust my grip on her forearm.

"Yes," she said weakly, her voice muffled due to her position.

I nodded, carefully going for a piece of tissue that I felt confident wouldn't hurt her much, if at all, since it was barely hanging off.

She didn't even flinch.

"Did you feel that?" I asked softly.

"No," she replied almost inaudibly.

I took a deep breath, and then moved to another piece. Followed by another, slowly growing more confident that she really couldn't feel it. Granted, she did flinch a couple of times, but when I asked her if it hurt, she claimed that she barely felt it and was just surprised when she did.

About ten minutes later, and we were finally moving on to the stitches, with Nick pouring Peroxide over the wound for probably the fifth or sixth time.

"Okay," he commented, still keeping his eyes off her arm. "Now this part, she's going to feel."

"I'll be okay," Serenity said right away. "Let's just get this done."

Nick nodded, though only I could see it, grabbing the curved needle and sutures. He got everything set up and ready to go, and then carefully handed it to me, verbally beginning to instruct me on how to do it. The process seemed a little redundant, with him asking me to go back and make extra loops that seemed unnecessary, as if I was going to tie it off and cut it. And I felt like I was going way deeper with the needle than I should, but I continued to follow his directions exactly as he said them, doing my best to ignore Serenity's constant wincing.

Finally done, I cut the last end and we finished up, with my patient having two jagged half circles on her arm now. I had to admit that it didn't look nearly as bad at this point, with Nick finally able to fully focus on it without looking like he was going to be sick.

"You did a good job," he praised.

I only grunted in response, not feeling super excited about my handiwork, instead glancing back at Gabriella who had long since finished cleaning up the floor and was now sitting in a chair. I gave her a small reassuring smile.

She gave me a weak smile in return, still looking like she felt as guilty as hell. And still looking abnormally vibrant.

Serenity finally lifted her head to take a look at it too, opening and closing her hand a few times as she examined my work. She then took a deep breath and sat up straighter in her chair, prompting me to stand up more as well and step back to give her space.

Without hesitation, my housemate looked over at Gabriella, her brown eyes widening as she took in her appearance, only to focus more on her dejected posture. She then cleared her throat. "Hey, come here please," she said simply.

Gabriella looked up in surprise, hesitating for a second, before slowly standing and moving closer. Her shoulders were slumped in shame. She was already a couple of inches shorter than Serenity, but her posture made her look even smaller.

Once she was close enough, Serenity grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Hey, it's alright," Serenity said softly. "I know you didn't do it on purpose."

Gabriella's vibrant emerald eyes began filling with tears again. "I'm so sorry," she repeated in a choked voice. "I really didn't mean to."

"I know," Serenity agreed. "I believe you, I really do."

I sighed heavily, starting to feel like this was really all my fault. "I shouldn't have bitten her in the first place," I commented. "I should have just toughed it out. Now she's probably going to have the same problem I have for the rest of her life. Risking exposure whenever she feels a strong emotion."

Serenity immediately shook her head. "Kai, I'd rather have this nasty bite right now than have risked you dying last night. I'm glad Gabriella did what she did. I would have done the same if given the chance."

My eyes widened slightly at that, seeing her obvious sincerity.

"Plus," Nick chimed in. "She doesn't really look strange at this point. Maybe in comparison to how she usually looks, but she could pass as normal right now..." He paused, lowering his voice. "Assuming her skin doesn't start turning gray." He then cleared his throat. "And while it does seem as if the bite is what caused it to happen, we don't know that for sure. Might be sexually transmitted, for example."

All of us immediately looked in different directions, every single one of us embarrassed by the realization of that possibility. And the reminder that Gabriella and I fucked despite my older friend's wishes.

"Oh," Nick continued after a second, seeming to realize only after the rest of us just how awkward that was. "Umm, well anyway, we'll at least have a better idea if the same thing happens to Serenity."

I tried to clear my throat, wanting to move the subject to something else.

Anything else.

"So, in the meantime, I really need to figure out what the limitations are for this, err..." I hesitated. "I guess desire, we seem to have. For blood." I took a deep breath. "I was already able to confirm last night that animal blood seems to be fine, but we need to test and see how long the craving can be resisted." I focused on Gabriella's guilty expression for a second, and then met Serenity's wide eyes. "It's too dangerous not knowing what will happen if we go too long without, whenever the craving rears its ugly head. For all we know, what happened just now with Gabriella might not have been a fluke. It could be something that could happen to either of us, under the right circumstances."

Nick nodded in agreement. "First, you should probably make sure Gabriella gets some animal blood, since it sounds like she's still needing it. But at least animals can work. Stealing human blood would be a lot more difficult, especially since most places that store blood bags have security cameras."