Courts and Cabals 2 by G.S. D'Moore (warren buffett book recommendations TXT) 📗

into her harem. You’ll be trading up from a pre-pubescent succubus to the most powerful one in the world. She will give you everything you always wanted, and being in her harem, not even The Nine themselves would dare fuck with you.”

It was a truth bomb of nuclear proportions, and I couldn’t help but think of the possibilities. The UN would get off my back. The Fae was stop hunting me. I’d get a new contract, and since I knew more about the cabal’s resources, I’d make bank. Five years from now, I’d be a multimillionaire and could do whatever the hell I wanted.

But every second I sat there thinking about it, I saw more pain blossom behind her emerald eyes.

“No,” the word came out with conviction.

“No?” she seemed genuinely surprised.

“No,” I repeated, chancing a smile, but she was looking beyond me. I’d legit stunned her.

“You’d say no to my mother?” there was a bit of reverence in her voice.

“I say yes to you,” I replied, slowly reaching out to take her hand. “After all that we’ve been through. After you saving my ass under the bleachers. After saving my life with Chloe . . . twice. After getting me the training I needed to defeat the troll knight, and then, getting double penetrated by glamour swords to save all our asses. How could you think that I don’t care about what we have?”

Shame flashed across Lilith’s face, which she quickly buried in her hands. I reached forward to rub her back for a few seconds until she composed herself. When she looked up, there were tears in her eyes.

“I hate this fucking place,” she sniffed, and used the cuff of her sweater to clean under her eyes. “It’s all gossip, bickering, political maneuvering, and snide backhand comments. We had a family dinner last night for Christmas Eve, and my sisters were being catty bitches. I’m the youngest by over a century, and haven’t even reached maturity yet. They never let me forget it. They casually brough it up that I wasn’t going to be able to handle you.”

No offense to the ABC’s, but I already didn’t like the succubae they served.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Now it was my turn to be stunned. She was a half-Fae succubus. I’d seen her true form – all twelve feet and quadruple D’s of it – and seen it do battle with a noble Fae in crusader-knight mode. I was the one that needed to be worried; not the other way around.

She laughed at my shocked expression. “Cam, you need to get it through that thick skull of yours. You aren’t a normal human. My mother knows something, and I think some of my sisters do as well. They haven’t told me because information is power, and they all love being more powerful; but you’re special.”

“They’re jealous of you,” I said when I found my tongue. “When you do hit maturity, I think you’re going to be a fucking boss,” she chuckled, blushed, and looked away. “I bet when you go full succubus, they won’t make snide comments at the dinner table. I’d bet you a free feeding.”

She looked back up at me, and her emerald eyes had a soft glow to them. She slowly extracted her feet from under her, and slid forward. She carefully, and sensually, slid into my lap. There was a slight intake of breath as she felt my hard cock press into her when she straddled me, but then her lips were on mine.

She tasted of liquor and peppermint. In the middle of the desert, she was an oasis, and I melted into her. I ran my hands up her body, and she groaned as my thumbs brushed against her hard nipples. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She slowly ground her pelvis against my crotch as her tongue darted around my mouth. I gave her ass a squeeze and then moved my hands up under her sweater. Her flesh was hot to the touch as I grabbed her boobs.

“Yes,” she groaned as she caught my lower lips between her teeth and gave it a playful tug.

I pinched her nipples, and was going to take off her sweater to get at them with my tongue when there was a sound at the doorway.

“Ah shit,” Dani coughed in apology. She stood there in the workout clothes that were her normal attire. “I guess I’m the Christmas clam jam.”

“No,” Lilith’s reply was breathless, but she slowly pulled away from me; which left me with a raging hard-on and the worst case of blue balls. “We need to stop. I still can’t . . . handle you.”

I knew what she meant. “Stupid super spunk.”

She returned to her chair, her cheeks flush, and I downed my entire mug of coffee. I savored the burn and the distraction it provided. When I looked up at her, I knew we were in a better place.

“I know it’s early, but do you two want to do Christmas gifts?” Dani suggested, clearly trying to make up for the interruption.

 “I might need some more coffee,” I groaned; having to adjust my pants as I got up to grab some more of the god’s own nectar. I needed it after the sleepless night, and I needed the whiskey Lilith poured in even more.

Even with my sleep-deprived brain, I saw them share a look as I sat back down. “You both got me something,” I gulped. This could be very good or very bad.

Dani pulled an envelope from her bra and handed it over. It wasn’t a check, it felt solid, but whatever it was, it was thin. I gave it a rattle to see if it made any noise, but it didn’t.

“Just open it already,” Dani urged, but she was already smiling.

“Dani had the idea, but I pulled some