The Succubae Seduction Bk. 02: The Twins Ch. 18

She realized she was doing very little for her partner, and planted kisses along her sharp jawline, down her neck, and across the top of her breast. She had to lift one above the surface of the water to get her lips on the heated nipple. It stood out hard and strong as Shelly lathed it with her tongue. She brought the hand in Sonia's hair down to her mid-back and pulled them tighter together.

Sonia moaned and her invading fingers quickened their pace. Shelly could feel that tingle in her tummy, telling her she was headed fast for an orgasm.

"Keep going," she mumbled into the woman's breast, then sucked hard, like a baby dying of thirst. She released the hand holding the tit to her mouth, and then dropped it between their bodies. If she could angle her wrist just right... A little more....

"Ungh!" Sonia grunted at the same time as Shelly's orgasm flooded through her system. She'd managed to get her fingers just right and slipped two into the other woman, while grinding herself against her wrist. The extra stimulation on her clit was just what she needed. Her body shook as waves of bliss coursed through her system. She felt good, and wonderful, and like nothing could ever go wrong again.

"Yes...." Sonia moaned, her voice pulling Shelly back down to reality as her climax ebbed. She realized she was sucking hard enough on Sonia's supple flesh to feel her stiff nipple in the back of her throat.

She pulled back, or she tried to, but the other woman was quick to move her to the other breast. "I liked that," she said. "Will you... Will you use your palm to rub my clit a little—Ah! Yes, just like that. Suck harder... I... oh... ah..."

Sonia shook against Shelly as she sucked as hard as she could on the sensitive flesh. Sonia shocked her a moment later as she stood up, out of the water. Shelly squeezed her waist with her thighs, yelping as the relatively cool air made her flesh pebble with bumps. Sonia's fingers continued to work in her sex, and she could hear squelching noises coming from both of them.

The synthetic being carried her over to the side of the tub, laying her on the smooth marble floor. Shelly gasped as her flesh made contact with it. She knew how hot the room was, but after being in the too-hot bath, and then heating up even more with Sonia's expert skills, the marble felt frigid.

"I need you to release me," Sonia purred, her voice soft but insistent.

Shelly realized she had a vice grip on the android's waist and released her, feeling her cheeks redden.

Sonia rose above her, bringing her talented lips to Shelly's hungry ones. They kissed for a few sweet seconds, each lost in the other's embrace. Despite how awkward this tryst had started, they were now quite comfortable with each other. It's amazing what a little bit of good sex could do.

Sonia was the one to pull away, but she trailed her kisses down Shelly's body, spending a few moments on each of her nipples. The way she used her teeth to tease, and her tongue to lavish, sent a jolt of exquisite joy straight to her sopping pussy. By the time Sonia moved across her stomach, more than just water was dripping from her.

When Sonia's devouring lips finally reached her burning cunt, she cried out, arching her back and scrunching her eyes closed. Sonia really knew what she was doing. Shelly had about a second to catch her breath before the woman's talented muscle went to work in earnest. She didn't know where the woman would attack next. She'd spend a few seconds munching on her labia, then dart the tip into her hole, before licking her whole length, then back to her inner labia, then outer labia, and then a quick lick across her anus. When she finally attacked Shelly's clit, she jammed three fingers in and Shelly exploded. There was no other way to describe the powerful orgasm. Her fingers tingled, her eyesight blurred, her toes curled, and every limb shook. She felt full of energy, like she could do anything, and yet she felt drained as well. A sweet lethargy settled over her.

Sonia didn't quit, however, and her invading digits were quickly stoking the fire that lay just behind her belly button.

"Six..." she gasped, trying to get her desires out. "Sixty-nine, p-plea—oh Sonia!"

She grabbed hold of the woman's head and ground herself hard against her lips as Sonia nibbled on her clit and plunged her fingers deep inside.

Liquid fire shot from her groin, splattering Sonia's chin, chest, and hand.

"I thought I might be able to get you to squirt," the android smirked.

"Stop gloating and let me ret-turn the f-favor!" Shelly tried to command, but it was interrupted by aftershocks of her last orgasm. Sonia removed her fingers, making Shelly gasp again. When she patted the sensitive flesh, Shelly jerked in an odd feeling of bliss and pain.

"We'll sixty-nine later," Sonia smiled. "Looks like I was a little too rough, and you're too sensitive now."

"Then get up here and sit on my face." Shelly knew her command was ruined by the lazy smile on her lips, but she didn't care. She felt too good to care about much more than making Sonia feel as good as she did. "I'm thirsty. It's way too hot and arid here, and you have the only nectar that will quench me."

"Curious..." Sonia smirked as she complied and rose up to place herself over Shelly's waiting mouth. "You're quite eloquent after that last one. Perhaps my skill is slipping? Maybe I'll have to—Oh!"

Shelly never found out how that question would end, as Sonia was soon moaning too much to finish it.

* * * *

They had to clean up again before heading out into the main room. Shelly's knees still felt wobbly, but Sonia's arm around her waist—hell, her mere presence—comforted her and granted enough support to stay standing.

She was surprised to find her brother snoring on one of the couches, alone.

"How does he walk around with that thing?" Sonia asked her.

It took Shelly's slightly fogged mind a moment to realize that Sheldon's manhood was hanging out. Well, hanging was the wrong word. The thick twirling meat was rigid and pointing at an angle towards his snoring head. She'd seen him naked many times before, but somehow this time seemed different. She could see where he was still slick with either saliva or cum.

She wondered what something like that would feel like, driving up into her, slamming against her uterus. Those curves would hit all the right places. The true test would be to get that bulbous head past her labia. How did his girlfriends do it? Probably lots of lube or saliva could—

She broke off that thought and shook her head. What was wrong with her? That was her brother laying there. She wasn't even horny! Not after the last little bit with Sonia.

Then why did it feel like her panties were damp again?

She crossed the room and grabbed a throw pillow. Lifted it high, she brought it down hard on his abdomen. She'd aimed for his crotch, but changed direction at the last minute.

"Oof!" he grunted and folded in half.

"Wake up, and get dressed!" She ordered him, angrier than she knew she should be, but not caring. What was he even doing out here alone?

"No more..." he moaned, still not opening his eyes. "I can't take any more. Just let me lay here, please! Haven't you gotten enough out of me?"

The plaintive quality in his tone cooled her anger as concern filled her.

"What did they do to you?" She asked as she dropped down next to him.

"We took full advantage of the cock that couldn't quit," Jen's voice said from the doorway. Mandy and Shlee giggled behind her. "And from where you hand is placed, it looks like you'd like a crack at it too!"

Shelly looked at the woman confused for a moment, before looking at her hands. One was on her brother's forehead, brushing back his hair. The other was on the pillow, covering his crotch. She yanked them both back as though burned, and glared at the women.

"Never met a cock like that one before," Jen cackled. "It took a licking, and kept on ticking, and ticking, and ticking! He's was like the Energizer Bunny with its batteries in backwards. He just kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming! Never grew soft."

"Quit teasing them, Jen," Lyden said as he entered the room.

Shlee and Mandy stepped around Jen and came to their boyfriend's side, helping him into his pants, and waking him gentler than Shelly had.

"He enjoyed every minute of it," Jen grinned back. "Just ask him. I'm sure he'll be more than honest with Mandy here."

"I did," Sheldon confessed in a groggy tone. "But couldn't you have let me rest for the last three?"

"It was four times, dear," Mandy corrected him as her cheeks reddened. "You completely slept through the last one."

"By the Pillars!" Sheldon groaned and laid back in the couch. "I never thought having a perma-hardon would be such a curse! Isn't that considered rape in some countries?"

"Would you have told us no if you were awake?" Shlee asked and gave his face a playful lick.

"Dammit, no I wouldn't have," Sheldon cursed.

"Language, Eldon," Lyden admonished.

"Did you work things out with Angela?" Shelly asked to get some of the attention away from her brother. She didn't know whether to feel relieved that he was okay, or disgusted at how easily he was twisted around the women's fingers. Either way, there were more pressing things to think about, or one long hard object she adamantly didn't want to think about.

By the look in her father's eyes, she knew he was choosing his words carefully. "In a manner of thinking. Your mom is talking with her now, but I wanted to have a talk with you and your brother alone, if I may?"

"Oh, I know that tone," Jen said, for once sounding sober. "Come on, ladies. I think Blue is sunning herself on the east side of the volcano, and if you promise to scratch her just right, she'll let you go for a ride on her back."

"Will you be okay?" Sonia asked Shelly, making her jump. With her brother right there, she'd momentarily forgotten about the android. She felt ashamed for it, but knew there was nothing she could do about it now.

"Yeah, go with them," she said, and gave the woman a peck on the lips. Sonia's cheeks darkened as she glanced at everyone else in the room. Had Shelly ever really thought the woman had no emotions? There was no doubt in her mind that Sonia was as alive as she was. She lowered her voice as she continued to speak. "Keep an eye on my brother. It's been awhile since I was last here, and I forgot how being here could make a person hornier than usual. I understand that's only been since a succubus took over as the Pillar of Fire, but the fact that Jen is now a succubus as well..."

"No harm will come to your brother, I promise," Sonia promised in a solemn tone.

"I can hear you, you know," Shlee piped up.

"I know," Shelly tried to give her a wolfish grin. She didn't think she pulled it off as well as Shlee could, but the woman nodded in response before they stepped out.

The room fell silent as Shelly became the only woman left.

As soon as the door closed, she spun on her father. "I love you, Dad, but if you don't start talking, I'm going to lose it."

"You already know that Jessica isn't your sister," he said with a grimace.

Despite already knowing that, hearing her father say as much still lifted a burden from her shoulders. It shouldn't matter, her logical mind told her, but that didn't change her heart.

Then she saw the look in his eyes. He was in pain. Until this moment she hadn't truly considered how that news would affect her father. On the one hand, one of his loves hadn't hidden a child from him, but she had carried another man's child. From the sounds of it, it was one of his enemies, Marchosias or King Aeacus. She'd never met the King, but he ruled over the Myrmidons, and had sworn to kill Lyden for his role in defeating the previous Pillar of Fire.

Marchosias she knew, and knew how deadly he could be.

That either one had lain with Angela, and that she'd kept it secret all these years must be tearing him up inside.

"So who do we have to hit to make this right?" Sheldon asked, thinking with his fists, more than his brain.

"There's still too much we don't know," Lyden admitted. "Too much is happening, too fast. I hate to ask it of you, but I want you to stay out of it. That's why I had the others leave."

Shelly couldn't have been more shocked if he'd punched her in the gut. In fact, he might as well have with that request.

Sheldon found his words as Shelly still tried to gather her wits. "You can't be serious! Dad! No way! Jessica might not be our sister, but what she did affects us also. Hell, it probably affects us more because of the way she twisted everything."

"That's part of why I want you to stay out of it," Lyden snapped. There was anger in his voice as tears rolled down his cheeks. "Both of you are too close to this. I've almost lost you both. I... I don't think I could live if I lost either of you. Not now."

"It's not like we haven't been in danger before, Dad," Shelly said, still trying to grasp what he was asking of them. Did he really expect them to sit back and do nothing after all they'd already been through? Jessica might not be their sister, but she'd affected them both. They were going to... what? Get revenge? Make her pay? That didn't feel right, either, but she couldn't just sit back and do nothing.

"I know, dear, but..." Lyden sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "A few days ago, your brother was lying in a hospital bed, barely alive. If not for Gloria, he never would have made it. Even with her help, he was still left... broken. It took Areth's sacrifice to return him to normal... or healthier."

"And now I'm all but indestructible, Dad," Sheldon protested. "Why pull me away?"

Lyden looked to Shelly, ignoring his son's protest. "And we barely managed to get you out alive after the Paladonic Knights captured you and set that trap, and yet we still lost... Becky." He choked on her name as fresh tears moistened his eyes. "I can't lose anyone else. You're both too close to this. I need you to pull back for a bit."

"And do what?" Sheldon demanded. "Sit on our asses while someone else does what's necessary? Don't glare at me for my language, Dad. I'm an adult. I appreciate how you raised me, but I'll speak as I please. I won't sit back and let someone else do what needs to be done, when I can do it."

"Don't you need to face your girlfriend's fiancée?" Lyden pressed.

"I-well, that's a different issue," Sheldon muttered. "Shlee will understand that figuring out what Jessica is up to is more important."

"There's something else, isn't there?" Shelly asked as she watched her father's face. "You know how strong we are together. Heck, you made sure we would be strong and properly trained as we grew up. I understand you not wanting to lose anyone else... I do. But there is something you're not telling us."

Lyden regarded her for a moment as she noticed something shocking about his eyes. The tears had hidden it before, but now that she looked deeper, she could see it. She couldn't cover her gasp before it bubbled from her chest. As she looked closer, she saw the tell-tale edges of illusion around him.

"Your mother had that same look," Lyden grimaced. "You're too observant for your own good, sometimes."

"Dad...?" Shelly asked, unsure how to complete the question and finally deciding to blurt it out. "Why do you have an illusion around you?"

"Illusion?" Sheldon asked, confused. "I don't... No, I see it now. It's a good one." He whistled in appreciation.

Illusions weren't hard to pull off on something stationary if you knew what you were doing, but planting an illusion on a moving object, and getting it to conform so well to someone took skill and power. Whoever laid this one on their father was good. Very good. Shelly didn't know if Becky could have pulled it off before her death. They were bread and butter to the succubae, though, and Angela had the added power as the Pillar of Fire.

"Like I said," Lyden turned away from them, "too observant. Your mother saw through it right away as well. It's why she's talking to Angela right now." He was silent for a long moment. Shelly had no doubt that this was her father before them, but why the illusion? He looked completely normal. Other than not wanting them to fight, everything about him seemed normal. So again, why the illusion?

Shelly wanted to reach out to her father, who she could tell was hurting, but didn't dare. Sheldon was a lot less subtle, as usual. "Dad, I think it's about time you told us what's really going on."

Lyden muttered something under his breath. Sheldon reached forward and gripped their father's shoulder, spinning him to face them.

The twins stepped back in shock at what they saw. It was Lyden Snow, and then again, it wasn't. The ambassador between the two worlds was a mature man in his early fifties. He had graying hair, and while he might not be a hulking mass of muscle, there was a dignity in his fit frame that spoke of the years he'd endured.

The man before them had the same stature, but his hair was a rich dark brown, his wrinkles were gone, and his eyes were sharper. It was that last that had clued Shelly into the deception. This Lyden was much younger than the one they knew. Young enough to be their brother, instead of their father.

"That's more than just a dye job," Sheldon muttered.

Shelly elbowed him in the stomach to keep him from uttering anything else foolish.

"I take it Angela did this to you?" Shelly asked.

"As you know, I didn't lose all of my abilities as a generator," Lyden started as his cheeks burned red. "Angela used that, and granted me youth with the energy she gained."

"Energy she..." Sheldon trailed off. Shelly tried to elbow him again, but he dodged her. "I take it you and her made up then, if you were in a position to, um, give her energy." He dodged another attempt by Shelly to shut him. "Knock it off, Sis," he chided her.

"Yes, but that's the least of the problems right now," Lyden said. He muttered something else and the illusion returned. It must be keyed to his voice, Shelly realized.

"Dad, this is awesome!" Sheldon slapped him on the back. "We can be like brothers now!"

"You're an idiot," Shelly muttered. Couldn't he see how much their father didn't like the situation? Lyden Snow was proud of his age, and Angela took that away from him. After everything else he'd lost, this was tearing their father apart.

"You need to take care of your relationship with Shlee," Lyden pulled away from his son's grip. "I know you want to figure out this whole Jessica thing, but I can't have you, or them, going in with that concern in the back of your minds."

"That's fine for him," Shelly butted in, "but I don't have anything like that going on. Sonia and I have come to an understanding, and she doesn't have anything in her past that we need to work through first."

Lyden turned his gray eyes—eyes that looked too young in his artificially aged face—and regarded her.

"Actually, I have a job for the two of you," a disembodied female voice sounded from the air around them.

"Lysa?" Lyden asked at the same time as Sheldon and Shelly asked, "Aunt Lysa?"

"Yeah, sorry to eavesdrop," the Pillar of Air stated. "I've been waiting for a good moment to speak up.

"Now really isn't a good time," Shelly said, trying not to be rude. She didn't want to upset her half-sister—the only one of her siblings that she addressed as aunt out of respect for her power—but she didn't want to have any reason not to go after Jessica.

"Now is the best time, and you two are the best suited to accomplish this task," Lysa said as a hazy outline of her body formed before them. The air in the room fluttered as she gave herself a physical presence. Shelly knew that if Lysa ever showed herself fully, the wind would rage hard enough to knock down skyscrapers. Her true body was in her own demesne, while only a portion of her presence was here.