Keep Your Demons Fed Ch. 04

I can feel this peculiar heat running up and down my body. It tickles like a flame but is comforting like a warmed sweater. There are firm hands guiding it, forcing it into aching muscles. I wince at the sting as I open my eyes slowly. The room isn't too brightly lit, thank the Dryads. I'm still having some difficulty focusing though. My singed throat burns as I manage to ask in a raspy voice, "what are you doing?" I'm not sure how clearly my question came through.

"Neva! Shush-shush, don't speak now. Ya've been through a lot, and everything is going ta hurt for a bit." My eyes are beginning to focus, and I can see Kal, covered in blood, again. But this time it's dried. "Neva, I am so sorry! I can never forgive myself." I'm starting to get worried, I don't remember much of anything since I left the Tower.

"Neva, it should have never happened. I should have been hunting that damned thing immediately after ya healed me. It came back. I fear something is controlling it, or was. I don't know for certain. But I swear ta ya I'm gonna find out and deal with it." He took a deep breath as he leaned over me, pushing strands of hair out of my face. "She sacrificed herself for ya, that demon familiar of yers did. Eish. Yer Master is a fool for having put something so powerful inta something so fragile. If she hadn't been there, I would have been too late. She kept that blasted wolf at bay for as long as her little body would allow before it started to... She lasted longer than ya'd think. She saw me and...she saw me and knew ya'd be okay and she let herself go. Mostly." My falling tears felt like fire as the lump in my throat caught and ached.

"I had ta do it, Neva. I'm sorry. And there's no easy way ta say it, so I'll just say it. Ya were too far gone. The familiar's body was practically torn to shreds. I piggybacked off of yer Master's spell and imbued Eish ta...Eish's spirit, her energy, it's in ya now and I know no way to fix that but one. And it's not an option."

Looking around, trying to focus my attention on anything but what he just said, I realized I was in my own room, laying on my own bed. I looked towards the mirror, wanting to see the damage but also fearful. Realizing what I was doing Kal stepped between the mirror and myself. "It's gonna be a bit of a shock. Ya should just rest for now. I can help ya with that." Before I could say anything his hand was on my forehead, and I couldn't make out the mumbled words as I fell back into unconsciousness.

***

A soft voice came through me, to me, in the dark. "My Mistress, everything is fine. I am well. And I approve of your man's choice. It was I who made the sacrifice after all. Had you died I'd have been able to return to what I once was, but I'm in no hurry for that. You've just started to become somewhat fun after all!"

I don't know how, and I don't know how I knew, but the one speaking to me, through me, was Eisheth. "Eish? How is this possible? I don't understand."

"Mistress, I know we never seemed too in step before. But you were my charge, whether I liked it or not, and I failed you. That's never happened to me before, and I need to find out why. Your lifespan is relatively short compared to mine and I have no qualm sticking around for its duration. But like that little tabby cat, I am imbued in you. You'll look different. And you'll hunger for different things. Don't fight it."

"Different things? Like what? And why? How can I? Eish..." I woke with a start. My whole body felt considerably restored. But I still had so many more questions. All in good time, I suppose. I'd learned from experience that having the answers all at once wouldn't help any of this go away, and I wasn't in too much of a rush to understand just how fucked I was.

Kal was slumped in a chair at the end of the bed. He seemed to be sleeping and I wasn't about to wake him up. He was still covered in blood, but I could tell I'd been cleaned up. No more blood or sweat and there was the soft scent of midnight blooming jasmine all over me. My skin seemed...smoother, just as pale, but...more supple. And I do mean all over. I was completely naked under the blanket. The clothes I'd been wearing had been torn and covered in blood. I understand taking those off of me, but for just a moment it seemed odd to me that he hadn't dressed me in anything. I felt nothing of being naked and chalked my lack of modesty up to the trauma I'd endured. I didn't give it too much more thought, my brain was still rather hazy, even if it didn't feel like my skull was about to crack open anymore. I quietly sat up and moved my legs to the side of the bed. I'd be lying if I said that didn't hurt a fair bit. My body was far from being completely healed, but it didn't feel even a fifth as bad as it had.

I sheepishly tried to stand, surprised to find that my feet touched the floor slightly more quickly than before. Of course, I must have gained an inch or two when I gained...Eish. That also explained the skin, and something, or somethings, else as well. They were instantly noticeable. My breasts had grown at least two cup sizes. I guess this was another contribution from Eish. I needed to see myself. I couldn't exactly feel her and part of me wasn't ready to believe it yet. I needed to know what else had changed. As I shifted my weight to stand I could feel pins and needles shoot up from my feet. I bit my tongue to stop myself from yelling out.

I knew Kal had saved me, but I wasn't as sure if I should trust him as I had been before. Why hadn't he gone after that thing earlier? It must have been weakened at the very least. Instead, it was left to recuperate and had basically killed me. I gradually walked over to my mirror. He'd covered it with a sheet and I staggered awkwardly towards it, pulling it down, revealing someone I nearly didn't recognize, except my face. My face was still my own, even if my lips were slightly poutier and my eyes slightly brighter.

My hair was longer, sleeker, less frizzy, my curls more voluminous. I was taller, and leaner now. I'd been wrong, looking at myself I realized I had to have gone up at least three cup sizes. None of my pretties would fit anymore, but hey, now I could really fill out some styles I'd never been able to pull off before.

I could have slapped myself. Priorities, Neva! I was lucky to be alive. The fact that looking at myself now turned me on was simply a...bonus, we'll call it. I had no complaints and believed my appearance to have only improved. Although I did still feel for that poor tabby cat, I saw little downside to this...transformation of mine.

Until I could feel the hunger that Dream Eish had mentioned. It had to be what she was talking about. I imagined she'd used quite a bit of her power through all of this, of course that part of her, or me I suppose, would be starving. I could feel a heat building as I looked at myself in the mirror. Tall, supple, curvaceous, I'd never had this thought before now, but, FUCK!

I let my hands travel across my body, still not believing it was my own. First against the outside of my hips, feeling my new curves, then around to the front of my waist, up to my breasts. I couldn't believe how full they were! My nipples were already wonderfully, painfully hard by the time I found them, playing with them, rubbing, rolling them between my fingers. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. I couldn't help but let a small moan escape my lips before I remembered I was trying to be quiet. My eyes darted over to see Kal in the mirror, his jade green eyes staring into mine through our reflections.

Old me would have scurried to cover myself. I could no longer even fathom why. I knew this man enjoyed me, and my body. His eyes never left mine as I began to again caress myself. I grabbed one breast and squeezed, allowing my face to contort with pleasure and need. My other hand winding down and beginning to play with myself as I hold his gaze. I can see a new flash of excitement in his eyes as he sees my face and what I'm doing to myself. "Neva, ya need yer rest..." He sounds pained, and concerned, but he doesn't understand.

I plead with him, "I'm hungry, Kal." He nods his approval, or maybe his understanding. He knows I need neither, but I do still appreciate it. His breath is starting to get heavier, an occasional groan comes from him and every sound is making me squirm. I'm extra sensitive, comparatively. I've never been this wet before and I cum in record time as I'm panting and put a hand out to rest against the wall for support.

"Neva," he grunts through more groans as I notice he's pulled his cock out and is stroking it slowly, all the while still watching me. I can't get to his cock fast enough as I dash across the room, the pain be damned. I throw myself in between his legs and take the head of his cock between my lips. He's still stroking it and a moment later I feel his hot cum jettison down my throat as he yells out my name, "NEVA!"

To say I was stunned at the quickness would be an understatement. But I don't care. I can't get enough as I swallow what he's given me. I keep sucking on his cock, my tongue massaging every curve and vein. I need more of him, and I need it now. I can feel his cock firming up, he's starting to get hard again in my mouth. I'm almost giddy with excitement and I can feel this heat wash over me. I look up at him as he's ripping his clothes off with a disregard I can only attribute to lust.

I'm not waiting. I stand, albeit a bit wobbly, and straddle him. My whole body shivers and shakes as I lower myself onto his cock, fully erect once more and ready to give me what I hunger for. He groans through a clenched jaw at the sensation of my hot, tight pussy enveloping his hard cock. His eyes are searching my face, trying to understand, trying to see if I forgive him. He opens his mouth to say his apologies once more and I kiss him with a passion and a greed I didn't know I possessed. I'm moving my hips back and forth, working his cock over my sensitive areas as his hands grab me. He begins moving me up and down his cock. That sense of giddiness returns, and I can't help but let out a squeal of joyous glee that quickly turns into a guttural moan as he pulls me down onto him, hard. He repeats this a few times, taking my breathe away with every slam. He's hitting my cervix and the tinge of torturous pleasure continues to build. "Kal, I...I'm about to...AHHHH!!!" I had never cum so hard in my entire life. Nothing even came close. Not even with him from that first night.

As I'm still riding my waves of orgasmic pleasure, feeling my pussy clench onto his cock from the aftershocks, I can feel his hips jerk sharply as he starts to cum again. His face as he does so fills me with this sense of euphoria. I need this, I need him. I can feel his load shoot up into me as my head falls backward in pure bliss. I'm not satiated, not by a long shot, but I no longer feel as though I'm starving.

With his cock still in me I lean forward and rest against his chest. My nipples are unbelievably hard as I feel them rub up against him. I let out a little gasp as they do, and I feel his dick twitch inside me. Again, that sense of excitement, that giddiness. I wonder.... I begin to move my hips ever so slightly. Kal's arms wrapped around me tighten as he tenderly buries his face into my hair, nuzzling me as he does so, letting out a deep, low groan that I can feel in every inch of me. I begin gradually moving my hips more and more. Kal's groan keeps growing until he grabs my ass and stands in one swift motion, his once again hard cock remains buried deep inside of me and he begins moving me up and down his cock before pinning me to the bed as he keeps fucking me.

We both know it without saying anything. This is Eish, but neither of us are complaining. He stops for a moment, something giving him pause as he studies my face. I don't have time to ask as he resumes thrusting into me. His fingers are digging into my hips for leverage as he wildly fucks me. I'm unbelievably sensitive as I feel something building. It's different this time though. I've never felt this before and I'm starting to get a bit worried. "Kal, something feels...off. I..." My voice trails off as I watch his face. He seems to be in some kind of trance. I'm not sure if I did this, or Eish. I know he would never hurt me, but still, whatever is building is about to happen if he keeps up like this.

I've reached my peak and to my surprise I do cum. But I also, oh gods it's embarrassing. This has never happened to me before, but I... It wasn't an insane amount of fluid, nothing crazy, just a quick, short, upward squirt. My legs were convulsing, and I couldn't control myself, or anything really. I was out of my mind with pleasure. I saw a flash of realization as he began to cum again, filling my sore and still shaking pussy. One more hard thrust and I feel as though I'm finally satisfied. He collapses on top of me, our slick bodies melding to one another as I embrace him. "You need to pull out of me before--"

"Got it," is all he says as he slides down to lay next to me. We don't speak another word as we lay beside one another, panting, covered in sweat, but satiated. After some time, I turn to look at him. I'm surprised to see a lock of hair that's turned an almost white gray.

"Oh no! I think that's my fault." I point to his hair, and he props himself up, turning towards my mirror.

"Ah, I see, and no. What Eish needs is not your fault. She did save ya life. She, you, must have been quite hungry indeed. If I need ta go bald for ya ta be okay, I would, and then some." He grabs me and kisses me passionately again. I want to let myself fall into that kiss, into him, and have us fuck our brains out again. But I'm okay. I don't want to overdo it. If I'm being honest, I'm only worried about what that might do to him.

I pull away as I ask, "is that likely going to be a normal thing? The hunger, that is." I feel no shame around the question. I'm surprised that that doesn't surprise me. I should be scandalized that I just asked if I'd be needing him to fuck me in such a primal way like that regularly.

"Hard ta tell. I imagine it will have something ta do with how much ya use her powers. Ya just need ta build up some stamina. That's all. And I'm more than happy ta help. And not just because it's my fault."

We share a small laugh at this as he lays back down, embracing me. At some point I'll need to clear some things up, but for now I'm satiated, and exhausted. Before I realize it I'm floating off to sleep again.

***

When I wake again I'm still in his arms. He's behind me and I can feel his cock poking at me. I wiggle my ass against him a few times, hearing him groan slightly, before I turn to face him. He's awake, and now he looks like the hungry one. As I go to kiss him I see the lock of gray hair isn't the only evidence of me having begun to drain him. He has a few lines around his eyes that I can't help but frown at.

"Neva? What is it?"

"I...I aged you." I'm almost on the verge of tears. I can't believe I fed off of him like that. How could I?! "I could have killed you!"

"Shush-shush now. That's highly unlikely. Succubi rarely kill, outside of their enemies. Admittedly, I was feeling a bit drained last night, but I feel remarkably better now. I'll be fine."

I pull away from him, angry. Angry at myself for being so compulsive, angry at him for having no concern for his own well-being, angry at Eish for not explaining anything. With my eyes closed I tried to regulate my emotions. Being this furious won't help anything, and it isn't really me.

She's in my head, not with words, but thoughts...some clearer than others. She wants him again, but I'm not going to let that happen. I'd feel foolish saying it aloud, so I think it clearly instead, Eish, we won't be feeding off him again. I'm not going to kill him just so we can survive. I can feel a pause within myself before I feel her response.

'Mistress, he simply needs to recuperate. As we needed to, and now we have. He will be fine, and so will we.' I don't believe her, and she must know that, but I make no attempt to communicate this any more clearly to her.

His rough and calloused hand rubs up and down my back as he tries in vain to tempt me to lay back down with him. "There has to be a way to fix this," I insist.

"She needed ta be tied ta ya, or else ya wouldn't have survived. Ya barely did as it was. I know of nothing that can undo such a thing, besides death. She's embedded, engraved, burnt inta ya. But if ya'd like...look, I wasn't just passing through. I'm tracking those damned, inflicted beasts and on my way ta the Grand Council ta give them my report and bring them ta their attention. If anyone would know a way out of this for ya, they would. At least it would be a start. And I'm thinking your Master is gonna want ta know about all this ta boot."

I hadn't been thinking that far down the line of things to be dealt with, but he was right. "I'll come with you then. It'll be best he hears it from me. I don't imagine he'll keep me on after he finds out anyways. Too much of a liability and all that." I turned and smiled weakly at him, my prospects dimming.

"My Neva, he'd be a fool ta not keep ya on. But I selfishly do hope you're right. It'd be much easier ta fight for ya that way. But no, I can't let ya come along. It'll be too dangerous. It would have been before, and now? Well now we don't quite know what kind of liability yer Eish is gonna be ta ya."

"That's exactly why I have to come along! I don't know the ins and outs of this. And what happens when I accidentally use too much of her power and you're not here and I get... And besides, I want to go with you! I want to have an adventure with you!"

He grumbled for a bit and I turned on the bed to look at him more squarely. He looked so worried it actually warmed my heart a bit. I wasn't sure if the worry was for me or others, but still, it was refreshing to be around someone who cared. He was staring off and I couldn't help but brush his cheek just above his beard. The sensation seemed to pull him from his apprehensions as he met my gaze. "I would be worried sick about ya the whole time. And given that this is my fault, I would like ta keep an eye on ya, help ya ta get adjusted."

"It's settled then! I'll need to alert the town council and my regulars. Packing won't take me too long. When do we leave?!"