“Fuck Everlee.” Her lips pinch into a thin line.
Trying my best to convince her, I plaster on the biggest and brightest smile I can.
She growls at me, then hangs up.
My phone dings a second later.
Lizzy:I love you and please, for the sake of all dick, don’t do anything stupid.
Everlee:I love you too.
Everlee:And no promises.
I stare at myself in the mirror and try to figure out what to wear.You could wear nothing…the devil on my shoulder chimes.I shake my head, clearing it. No. I need to leave something to the imagination.
That’s it!
With a pep in my step, I walk over to my closet and grab my little black skirt and sheer black crop top.
Yes. This will do nicely.
EVERLEE - WHERE'S MY DDD BUDDY?
Twohourslater,I’mstanding in front of Allure. From the outside, you wouldn’t know it’s a sex club because it looks like a large rundown brick building with vines running up the walls. But that’s how most of the fae businesses are. They don’t stop mundanes from walking in, but they also don’t flash signs encouraging it either.
The set of aged-oak double doors with large black knockers stands between me and my night. The wood bears the symbol of the seven-pointed faery star, which some fae burned onto it, symbolizing earth, air, fire, water, above, below, and within. A protection spell for the fae who enter.
The bass from the music inside is pulsing through the doors, tempting me like a siren song - even though all fae, including sirens, are forbidden from using their magic in Allure. However, there are two other exclusive parts of the club which allow the use of magic for pleasure. Pleasure being a very general term. Eden is mostly for light fae, while Infernus was created for the dark fae. Either can transcend, but rarely do.
Light fae are gentle by nature, using their powers to help others and even occasionally mundanes. Dark fae, however, are quite the opposite. They use their powers to help them get ahead in life, oftentimes, using mundanes and other fae to get them there faster. Lines have been drawn as to what is acceptable and not acceptable behavior, so rarely do you get any that would voluntarily go to the other side.
They aren’t required to choose a side, but it naturally happens over time. Some fae decide to go out on their own in the woods, or build a small cottage by a brook, living their life in solitude away from other fae. I thought about doing this at one point, but I’d be miserable.
When I hear several others walking up behind me, I grab the handles and push the doors open. The thick, dark air hits me in the face as the music amplifies to a deafening sound, but seconds later, my hearing adjusts and I can feel it moving within me. Pulsing, dancing.
The woman behind the desk looks at me, then nods towards the door, allowing me to enter. Because I’m a squib, I don’t have to listen to the same lecture about not using my powers and how Allure is a neutral territory for all fae. Her words about Eden and Infernus fade away as I step further into the room.
The room is dark and there are lights shooting around as the beat of the music continues to pulse through my body, making it tingle and hum. The excitement and power from the blood moon is pumping through the air, charging it, causing the hair on my arm to stand- seeking connection. As my eyes continue to adjust, I can make out figures moving around on the edges of the room. A large Minotaur-like figure pulls two women behind him and leads them into one of the rentable rooms. I’ve never fucked a Minotaur or had any desire to. I’d be scared their horns would poke me, but I guess they could make great handles to hold him to my pussy as his tongue. Thick… wide…
Oh fuck.
My stomach clenches and my pussy pulses at the thought of being eaten out by a Minotaur. Maybe I should expand my horizons, because the images running through my head right now. It’s like I can almost feel his tongue swiping up my center, brushing over my clit.
My knees buckle slightly and a whimper escapes between my lips.
His tongue is huge. Like as big, or bigger, than most cocks. It slips inside of me and the pressure… my eyes roll into the back of my head.What in the hell is happening to me?My plan was to come here and orgasm tonight, but in the middle of the damn floor?
A puff of air escapes between my lips as my stomach clenches, pulling me over. My hands brace on my knees like I’m about to hike a football or something as my orgasm is about to crest. Then it stops. Fucking washes away like the freaking tide back out to sea.
Completely stunned, I stand there, bent over, catching my breath and letting my pulse slow down. “What the fuck was that?” I mumble to myself.
“Everything ok?” A hand slides up my back to around my neck, pulling me up.
“Yes. Fine,” I say, stumbling over my words as my eyes settle on the woman beside me. She’s slender with long dark hair to her waist, wearing a shiny black leather outfit.
“Are you sure?” Her voice is light and airy, but there’s a hard edge hidden beneath.
My hands nervously pat down my skirt, and I stand up straight. Well, more straight. Ok. In my mind, it feels like I’m standing up straighter even though I don’t think I moved very much. “Yes. I’m fine.”
