Our lips met. Hers were so soft, inviting, willing. The draw on her desire started to course through my veins, leaving a fiery path. Then our tongues met as our kiss deepened. I think she forgot to breathe as her arms came around me to pull herself against me tighter. I felt powerful.

  Take her. Make her your little sex thrall. She is ripe for the picking and her taste. Ohh, her taste is so delicious. We can feed on her for months. Feel the desire of how it makes you feel. This is power.

  Oh, I wanted to. Every motion of our lips, how our tongues danced as I pinned her against the wall. A moan fled past her lips. Pure music to my ears. That feeling, the voice growing more insistent. I felt like I was on a cliff, poised like an Olympic diver ready to dive into the abyss. I wanted to taste more of her lust and desires. Her pure sexual energy. I wanted this power. A power that could ensure I never lost another. I could save Katie.

  Yes. Drink deeply. Taste what you can have.

  We both suddenly squeak out as a loud knock on the door next to us, hearing Maria's voice.

  “Miss. Your attorney and Accountant will be here in an hour. “

  The moment is lost. My senses were returning, and the fact of what had almost happened scared me. I saw a shy smile on her face. “Perhaps we should get your measurements, Ms. Garner.”

  Listening to the heavy breathing coming from Spring. I nodded, right now trying to come to grips with what had just happened. My brain felt like it was in a deep fog. I moved to the center of the bathroom as she pulled out a measuring tape and started taking notes on her phone. There was now a deep sexual tension as she asked me questions about my style, what clothes I needed. I vaguely felt like I was making sense.

  Too quickly it was over, and she moved up to her tiptoes, giving me a kiss on my cheek. “ Feel free to greet me like that anytime.” I smiled at her, not hiding my lust, or was it hunger?

  I watched her leave; the extra sway to her hips didn't go unnoticed. Then the soft click of the bedroom door as it closed, and I slid down to my ass, bringing my knees up to my chest. Wrapping my arms around them, I suddenly felt like I wanted to throw up.

  I almost killed her. She was no danger to me. I almost killed her. That became my mantra as tears streamed down. I didn't notice; I felt lightheaded. My chest was moving hard, and I could feel the fabric of my shirt sticking to my chest. Fuck. I almost killed her. The thought was running rampant, and I couldn't let it go. What the hell was I? Was I always like this?

  “Sara. Stop and take in a slow breath. “

  Ari's voice broke my mantra. The voice, sultry, warm, and inviting, pulled me out of this growing void. My body automatically obeys her. I felt air fill my empty lungs. After the third breath, the room stopped spinning, but my tears didn't.

  “Look, Sara, I am your guide, not your counselor, so I am only going to say this to you once. You need to deal with your loss and pain. If you don't, your bloodline will consume you. It has latched onto the holes in your soul, and it will only gain more of a hold on you.”

  Opening my puffy eyes, I looked at her as she stood on top of my arms. “Why. You didn't warn me.” My tone was accusing. I saw the brief flash of anger on her face.

  “Sara, I am your guide. My role is to help you navigate the System, not what path you take. Now I have two recommendations. It won't solve your problem, but it will help in controlling your nature for a short time. Put any free points you get into WIS. It will help with your mental resistance. The other is treat sexual energy like a faucet. When you feed, let that energy dip. Cut off the volume of the flow. It will not be so consuming then.”

  I wanted to yell at her, to demand that she apologize for not warning me. Yet she made it clear what her duties were. A small part of my brain reminded me she has been nothing but helpful. She probably didn't even need to help pull me out of that spiral. A simple reminder. The System was not here to control my actions, merely help facilitate my ability to grow more powerful. What I did was my choice. It wasn't going to dictate my life, maybe hint a little.

  “One last thing, Sara. We are demons. We destroy and kill by nature. It is up to you alone to control it. Bring that demon out only when you have no other choice. With that said, you have a notification and a new quest. “

  She went poof, leaving me once more alone with my dark thoughts and rampant guilt. Still, I brought up the notification. See what the system had to say about things.

  System Notification

  Congratulations, you have unleashed your inner Succubus.

  Hidden Quest chain Unlocked.

  Complete the different quests to unlock more abilities. You have two paths to follow.

  Choose one

  Become the Greater Succubus.

  Rewards: Full transformation to a Succubus. Lose current class and abilities. Gain a race of Demon. Gain all physical and magical abilities of a Greater Succubus.

  Become a Futaccubus.

  Rewards: A unique race. A combination of Futanari and a Greater Succubus. Sounds like a great time to me. Gain titles and rewards for starting a new species. Race upgrade to Mythic. Unique Racial perks and abilities. Bonus Reward: You don't accidentally suck your best friend dry.

  New System Quest.

  Reach 25% towards the next rank for your bloodline and receive a unique ability.

  “Fuck you, System.”

  Yeah, that is all I had to say to that. I selected the second path. No way was I going to embrace the succubus path. Sure, I could be considered morally gray, but I would not kill for the sake of power.

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  Sighing, trying to put myself back together. Luckily, nothing bad happened; if anything, I had a cute girl who wanted more. Of course, was that just my influence on her? Did I just bring out something to the surface she would never have acted on in the first place? Why was I still lightheaded?

  Then I saw it. On my status sheet, Pheromones was active. When the hell did I activate that? I didn't remember doing it. I don't remember it having a mana cost. Regardless, I willed it to stop. The feeling of being overwhelmed has been with me since I woke up today. This didn't help that feeling. The one thing I did know was that I had to take control of this. My stomach was twisting up in knots thinking of Katie drained, a husk, lifeless, while I stood there licking my chops like she had been a tasty steak.

  Well, damn if that thought didn't bring another round of fresh tears. Fear gripped my very core for. I don't know, it felt like forever. A fresh knock on my door pulled me out of that, realizing the world wasn't going to wait for me.

  “Ms Garner, the front desk called, they are on their way up.”

  I had to clear my throat a few times, trying to make sure my voice didn't reflect the mess of feelings I was trying to sort out. “ Thanks, Marie. Show them to the office. I will be out in a few minutes.” Hearing her acknowledgment, I stood, forcing myself back together. For the second time, I have to run water and clean my face, hoping I don't look like a mess.

  While collecting myself and giving my eyes a few moments not to look so red, I glanced about the bathroom like I had expected it to change. It had a small separate room for the toilet right off the entrance, A large double sink with a mirror that went from the ceiling to the backsplash. Off to the right, further in was a rainfall shower that could fit like five people if my guess was correct. The large bath that also served as a hot tub dominated the room with its marble flooring. Perhaps after I dealt with the suits, I would use it. Maybe spend an hour or so just trying to sort through my own thoughts. Fuck isn't even eleven yet. I looked at my phone as I picked it from the side of the bed before exiting the room.

  Luckily, the door to the office was located on the other side of the penthouse giving me a few extra moments to gather my wits. The door was the line between the dining room and the living room. I wish I had some better clothes to change into, but well, they would just have to deal. As I walked past the kitchen island, Marie set down a fresh cup of coffee.

  Taking in a breath was a bad move. Holy shit, the place was just filled with desire. Taking another breath, I looked at Marie as I grabbed my cup. “ Thank you.” I think not only did it come from her, but there was a faint smell of her excitement in the air. Shit. Did I cause this while I had my power going full blast? After she returned my smile, encouraging me, I walked to face a couple of stiffs. Not the kind of stiff I prefer to deal with, but make do with what you've got, I guess.

  Meeting with the suits went about as expected. They argued about how much I planned on spending and drawing out from the trust. Of course, telling them in six months their little bank accounts wouldn't mean shit would do no good. This was really starting to frustrate and bore me. Again, the whispering in the back of my head started back up. It was a struggle not to act under the influence. To pull these two men into my influence, if anything, to get them to shut up and do my bidding. It was then that I unleashed another soft wave of pheromones, the intent to increase their infatuation with me, if anything, at least to make them more malleable to letting me have my way with less argument.

  Oh, I felt their eyes on me in my office. I could feel their gaze on my tight young body with my shirt showing the strain against my tits. I was horny after that little romp with Spring; it was barely a taste. I needed to end this quickly before I gave in to this weird desire. This weird hunger that seemed to be trying to take over, the whispering telling me to feed on their desire, their essence to grow stronger, turning them into my little puppets. I could. I know I could see in their eyes as my pheromones fill the air with lust and desire. I enjoyed seeing how they squirmed in their chairs, trying to hide their pitiful erections.

  Blinking, I stand up, walking to the door while feeling their eyes glued to my ass. “Gentlemen, I appreciate your concerns and your advice, but I want twenty-five percent of the funds freed up and available by the end of the week. Any more argument and I will find another firm to handle my affairs.”

  I had to get them out. They needed to leave before I lost the control I barely had. The desire for them to paint my face and my tits. To be a dirty slut as they used me like their personal canvas. Yet somehow I found the control, turned off my ability. The end of the meeting felt a bit fuzzy as I called Marie. “ Please see these gentlemen to the door. I am going to take a hot bath. If you don't mind, I could use something small to eat. I just realized I haven't had anything at all today.”