Page 16 of Zodiac Hybrids

But I always knew what I was.

As for what she was, I still wasn’t certain, other than the fact that she definitely wasn’t a Virgo anymore.

I chuckled softly. That would teach him to hide from the moon on campus instead of embracing his monster. He’d become too dependent on these lunar blocking window panes, and it was about time he was reminded of the risks he was taking as a hungry wolf making his bed in the hen house.

I stood at the base of the table, positioned between her spread legs. She inhaled and exhaled softly, secure in the soundest of sleep. All tuckered out, my little Baby Doll.

This had played out far more swimmingly than I could have intentionally crafted myself. Adrian would hate himself, and oh how I enjoyed that look on him. Perhaps I should feel bad that this sweet dove had gotten caught up in our little war, but then again, none of this was possible without the victim’s consent. I knew I’d chosen correctly with her.

The laugh in my throat was purely guttural as I rubbed the arches of her feet, using my thumbs to add pointed pressure. A soft moan fell from her sleeping lips, but she didn’t stir. She looked to be lost in a wonderful dream, where kind, good men offered foot rubs and security. So long as she didn’t open her eyes, she would stay in that fantasy. If she opened them, she might just find that there are no kind, good men here.

With a quick glance, I verified Adrian was long gone. I’d managed to use my speed to unlock the door without him noticing, but I didn’t expect him to just leave her here afterwards. So tacky. How would he feel if she slept through breakfast, and the whole school got a peek at this pretty little thing? That wouldn’t do at all.

I placed a knee at the edge of the table, then leveraged myself up, and positioned myself on top of her, supporting myself with my left hand beside her head. Her breathing remained steady when I drew a line of pressure up her right side with the heel of my hand. She was so calm and content when she was freshly fucked. I cupped her soft breast, and I circled her nipple with my thumb. She didn’t wake, but that micro expression, punctuated by the quiver of her lips, was divine.

I could see very, very well what he saw in her.

Trailing my fingers down with the softest feather touched, I kept my gaze on that resting face to assure she wasn’t waking too soon. I dipped my middle finger between her folds, then circled her clit with restrained gentleness. I rubbed in a rounded pattern at first, then side to side, then up and down, testing which motion helped her body along the fastest. Up and down seemed to set off all of her most enticing little twitches.

With her still sound asleep, I slid lower until I was pressing my fingertip inside her hot, wet little cunt. Already her body was begging for another round, and I would be more than happy to give it to her. Even without the full moon rays pounding into me, she was very difficult to walk away from.

I sunk in, one knuckle at a time, testing the weight of her sleep cycle. Her body reacted to every movement, while her mind stayed in blissful rest. She was still full of Adrian’s come, and I was happy to shove that in deeper for him.

“Are you having a nice dream, Lila?” I whispered. A test, assuring she was really asleep. When she didn’t so much as flinch, that seemed solid enough confirmation. I withdrew my fingers from her depths, then wasted no more time freeing myself from the confines of my jeans. Just watching her react to me in her sleep had me so hard it hurt. One little taste of her pussy wouldn’t hurt anyone, would it? She would never even know it happened.

She didn’t need to know that I was claiming her as mine tonight, after all. She would figure that out when she awakens and inevitably falls for me. Whether I marked her now or then would make little difference in the grand scheme of things.

Besides, it was only fair to let her sample all of her options before she got stuck magically bound to the wrong man. She had her taste of Adrian. Now she could enjoy my fine dessert.

I gripped my cock, and I slickened myself with her arousal. Then I lined myself up and pressed in just the tip. Her body took me eagerly, drawing me into her heat like I was made to live there. I drove in deeper, a little at a time, always careful and always testing how much she could take without breaking her sleep cycle. Drained or not, there was always a point that she could wake up, and I didn’t want to tip over that edge.

She was tight at first, but it wasn’t long before she’d opened for me in clear invitation. I settled in deep, greedily wanting to feel all of her on all of me.

By the devil, she was heaven on my cock. I pulled out slow and pressed in again, reveling in the brilliant sensations that danced along my full length. The delicious irony that an Incubus fucked her while she was awake while a vampire waited to take her while asleep wasn’t lost on me.

I gave in to the needs of my own body, and held onto the soft rolls of her mid-section as I drove in deeper and harder, while forcing just enough restraint so as not to wake her.

My dick looked good inside her, and I reveled in the view of her body swallowing me over and over again, while the moonlight highlighted the slick of her come coating my skin. She whimpered softly, but she was a prisoner to her dreams, even while her legs shook and her inner walls squeezed and contracted around me. I bit into my own lip as her perfect fucking pussy brought me to the edge of my sanity, and I released inside her, mixing my fluids with hers and with his.

“Imagine the beasts we could make together.” I purred softly as the high of orgasm started to fade. “To impregnate you while you sleep would be a delicious trap, don’t you think?” The chuckle that vibrated through me was purely involuntary.

It was with the utmost care that I pulled out, not wanting to waste a drop of my contribution to this sexy little Virgo.

When the head of my cock slipped free, I rubbed my thumb around its circumference. The slightest trace of blood shone on my fingertip, and I couldn’t resist tasting that sweet essence of her innocence for myself. I licked my thumb clean with slow, savoring strokes, enjoying the full body shudder that rich flavor of blood and sex sent down my spine. My fangs extended on instinct, and a low moan escaped my throat. I had to close my eyes for a three count just to gather my discipline again.

The fact that Adrian’s healing touch in shifter form meant we both got to break her hymen tonight was a treat. It would have been unfair if he got to have all the fun. If I shifted, I could heal her too, but there was no point in such a thing. She wouldn’t be a virgin anymore regardless.

Fully sated, I climbed off the table, leaving her to rest and recover from the amount of magic swimming inside her at the moment. It was a lot for a human to handle, if that’s what she was. Though if she was human, our seed couldn’t take, could it? I didn’t know much about mortal bodies, but I knew plenty about hybrids. Half-breeds like myself lived by our own very specific rules, and I had no clue which side of the Devil’s fence she lived on.

But as a gentleman, I also lived by other much more civilized rules. Like not leaving a lady bare and filthy on the table of a school cafeteria. I’d have to scold Adrian for that later.

I tidied up, disposing of her destroyed clothing and locating her phone half way across the cafeteria. Then I removed my jacket and draped it over her nakedness, before I hoisted her unconscious body into my arms. As much as I enjoyed this surprising little treat, I had no intention of sharing her with just anyone.

The dorm rooms were quiet on a night like tonight, most of the occupants either staying inside for the moonbeam filtering glass, or out enjoying a good run under the satisfying pulse of raw lunar power. Which meant I had no issues getting into the women’s dorm. I used my shifter senses to locate the door that smelled most like her, and I noted the room number for future reference.

Though, being half vampire, I couldn’t enter her room without permission. I fortunately hadn’t been plagued by the useless weaknesses of a full bred blood sucker, like sun sensitivity or a disdain for garlic, but I still had to abide by that annoyingly little rule.

I couldn’t just leave her naked in the hallway either though. With the pheromones she was putting off—yet another reason I found myself questioning her humanity—she was in danger so long as she was near any magical being with an interest in pussy, male or female. Which was why I decided, for her own good, I’d just… get that permission.