Opening my mouth to ask a question, Dad’s hand shoots up, stopping me in my tracks.
“What you need to take away from this is Lilith is your biological mother—technically—and not some random demon that just filled in as a mother figure. You, and your brothers to a slightly lesser degree, carry her essence in some form. Your’s is the purest of them, and it seems the trait of having a mate has been passed on to you. So, to answer your question as you so eloquently put it, your dick isn’t fucking working because you’ve met your mate.” Closing the book on his desk, the thump of the cover sounds like a bomb going off in the room, deafening my senses.
“Ryker?”
Looking up, I meet his concerned look and realize he has called my name a few times before I respond. A rough grunt is the only response I can get out of my throat.
“The question is, who’s your mate?”
Fuck!
Why didn’t I inherit any asshole vibes? That sure as fuck would help me in the halls right now. Instead, my ass is dodging and turning corners that take me further from my dorm just to avoid people. Well, certain types of people. Channeling my inner Knox, a growl slips out as another booty call hustles up to me.
“Ryker. Hey baby! Can we get—”
“Not right now, Tamara,” I cut her off. Huffing in annoyance, I sidestep her and continue on. Normally I would have stopped, flirted her up, then fed on the lust that she gave off while I debated when I could squeeze her in with Knox and I again. She isn’t a bitch like most of the obnoxious girls around here. But noooo, now I have a fucking mate out there and I’m surrounded by pussy I can’t do anything with. Why in the hell are the Fates fucking with me?
You know that saying, you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone? Well, I’ve definitely realized how easy it was to get pussy around here now that I couldn’t partake in the damn buffet anymore. Every corner I take, I run into someone I’ve flirted with, fed off of, or have been with in some way or another it seems. It’s like those old hags are just sitting back, watching my life, and laughing their bony asses off at my predicament.
Mate.Who knew one word could change my damn life. There’s no way Dad is correct about me having a mate. Yes, he’s obviously right about who my mother is—Shit! My steps falter as my father’s words come back to me “Lilith is your biological mother.”All this time, I just treated her as a motherfigure,and she’s so much more than that. How in the hell am I going to break the news to the guys? Do I even want to right now with everything that’s going on? Would it just add to the shitstrom that is our life right now? Keeping secrets from Rez is what got us all into this mess to begin with. Is having the intent to tell people but waiting to find the right time considered keeping secrets?
FUCK!
Maybe I’m cursed, or Dad’s gone off the deep end more than I suspected. Can curses be transmittable? Like a virus? I’ve been around Lilith ever since I could crawl, and she often took me to Hell with her whenever she could; maybe I picked up a curse down there. I even spent a few summers there learning how to feed my Incubus side properly. Is that why Lilith always took special interest in me when I was younger? I don’t know what to expect anymore. I can only handle one thing. My head is about to explode just thinking about being Lilith’s son. That shouldn’t—
Ugh! Frustrated beyond belief, I throw my hands up in the air, not caring I probably look crazy. Maybe if I come off looking like a psycho today, people will run the other way.
I need to focus on the most important matter right now, and Lilith isn’t going anywhere. But I will be if I can’t figure out how to get my dick working so I can feed properly. So the “mother” thing can wait.
I would think Dad would know the most out of everyone about what’s going on with me, but the whole mate thing? Nah. There’s no way. Yes, it stopped working for certain people, so maybe I just need to jump on whoever stirs him back to life.Maybe that’s my problem, instead of a one-on-one session, I just need to get the group thing going again to feed. I need to plan an orgy. Yeah, that has a good ring to it. An orgy to start the new school year!
Who needs a mate? I like my single lifestyle. The bachelor life fits me; hell, it's what Incubi do, it’s how we’re meant to live. You have multiple partners so you feed safely and don’t kill them. It’s my nature to go about life selecting who to eat at a buffet full of delicious treats. Wanted a pleaser? The Submissive type? How about the girl that likes to role-play? You could have her too. It’s what everyone expects from me—nothing more, nothing less. But now, if I for one second entertain this mate idea, that I’m gonna be locked up to just one pussy, I have one guess of who it couldmaybe, possibly, but deeply doubt it could be. And she wants nothing to do with me.
Fuck!
Is my Incubus side being a spoiled princess bitch? It only wants the one thing it can’t have, and it’s willing to starve itself if it doesn’t get it?
She’s not my mate!
Turning down the back hallway for the stairs to my dorm, I grimace at the sight in front of the only way to my room. Yep, it’s official. The Fates are truly out to get me. Serafin is walking my way, swaying her hips in a seductive manner I once thought was attractive. Now it just sours my stomach, and I carefully school my face. I don’t need to completely scare off everyone, I still need to eat, but I refuse to be a peeping tom just to get a hit.
“Ryker,” she purrs and reaches for me. Trailing her fingers up my biceps, she curls them around the back of my neck. Goosebumps rise along my arms and neck, but it’s not from want—it’s almost a sickening feeling that comes across me. “When are we going to make it official? We’ve been seeing each other off and on for a while now, and we’re dynamite in bed. So it’s only logical to make a match.”
Stifling a laugh, I gently pull her arms away from me and give her my cocky smile. “Sera, I told you before, I’m not the settling type. It’s in my blood. Incubi don’t settle. How many of them do you know that have one partner?” Her coy smile slowly morphs into a pouty frown, and I once again refrain from showing any emotion, even though I want to roll my eyes at her antics.
“But, Ryker, I would be okay with you feeding off of others as long as you were in my bed every night,” she whines. Her tone is like glass to my already frustrated brain. Maybe I’m going through a rough spot and lil Ry is just bored. He’s had the same ones over and over. Maybe I really should expand with the nerd swag and see what sparks him back to life, besides the woman he’s already drooling over. It was so hard—pun intended—to walk away from Rez in that closet, but I refuse to bow to any woman. I’ll wait until she begs me to claim her. Until then, I just have to find a new batch of pussy to conquer. And in the meantime, Mission: Back to School Orgy needs to happen.
“Look, Sera. I know you say you would be okay with it, but I’m not. I’m in my prime and not ready to settle down. If I ever am, years from now, I’ll keep you in the running, okay?” It’s probably the wrong thing to say, but I just want to get out of her claws and get back to my room.
“Hmph. Okay, I’ll keep you to that. So, what are you doing tonight?” Her voice is a seductive purr as she nibbles on her lip. But that sight immediately makes me think of how Rez did it, picturing her plump lips slipping between the teeth, and that’s what makes my cock twitch.Fuck!
“Sorry, Sera. I have plans tonight,” I casually say as I side step her and head for the stairs without looking back. It isn’t a lie, I do have plans. It just for once doesn’t involve my cock. I need to do my own research into this shit because I’m confident that Dad is wrong for once. I hope.
ChapterTen
HAPPILY EVER DISASTER
Knox
