Encounter: Incubus Nights Sam Cheever

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1 All rights reserved. Copyright 2012 Sam Cheever Encounter: Incubus Nights Sam Cheever Warning: This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers. Incubus Nights Ally Gibson sat alone in a corner chair, watching everyone else at the party having fun making connections, enjoying life. She sighed, feeling too depressed to get out of the chair and leave. She knew she should be used to it at this point in her life, but somehow being overlooked and ignored never got any easier. Tall for a woman, with bright red hair and freckles, Ally wore wire rimmed glasses over her blue eyes and dressed in simple clothes; white blouses, black slacks, and flats, to minimize her height. She owned a bookstore called Incubus Nights and made a good living selling steamy romance novels to women who dreamed of finding their own steamy romance. But there was no romance for Ally. She was perpetually shy and clumsy around men, which was the main reason she was still a virgin at thirty two years of age. She wanted magic in a relationship craved fire the kind of romance she devoured in her novels night and day. The problem was, she had yet to meet the flesh and blood man who could live up to the paragon dwelling in her mind. Watch out! Her head jerked up at the shouted warning. A drunk holding a glass of red wine fell toward her. The dark liquid hit her pristine white blouse a second before the drunk, and Ally squealed, jumping to her feet.

2 The man fell to the floor, laughing. The room erupted, apparently joining him in his hilarity at her expense. Ally started running and didn t stop until she was locked behind the nearest door. She leaned her head against it and burst into tears. A cool breeze touched her skin. The room was dark, the door cool against her forehead, and the sound of water running nearby was soothing. After a moment she realized she shouldn t be hearing running water and turned to find the source. She sucked in a surprised breath of air. She was standing in an empty plaza, cobblestones under her feet. Ally turned back and the door she d come through was gone. What the hell? A fat moon hung low over buildings that looked hundreds of years old, and an enormous fountain splashed noisily a few yards away. The fountain featured a giant, naked man carved from white marble with silvery veins running through it. The statue clutched an enormous penis, fully erect, in a massive hand. Water arched from the penis. Her pussy tingled, throbbing at the sight, and Ally found herself moving toward it. When her knees hit the stone barrier around the fountain she looked down. The water sparkled, blue and inviting. A brass plaque on the side of the fountain read Incubus Nights. Ally stepped over the barrier, into the water, and a cool breeze caressed her skin, sending gooseflesh along her arms and making her nipples peak. She looked down, feeling slightly dazed. Her clothes were gone. She stood pale and naked, like marble in the moonlight. The water shifted around her feet and a warm pair of arms slipped around her from behind, crushing her breasts and sending spirals of surprised delight through her body. Ally sucked in a breath and tried to turn, but the arms held her firm, and something hot and hard throbbed against her buttocks. You are a goddess, Ally Gibson, lust itself. You make my blood boil and my cock weep with the need to slide inside you.

3 Ally shivered, a strange calm sliding over her. The arms loosened and smooth hands slipped up her body to cup her breasts, tweaking her rigid nipples. Wh ahhh who are you? I am your dreams, your hopes The warm fingers slid down her quivering belly and into the fiery red curls covering her mons. I am the God of love, the king of lust. I am romance in human form. I am incubus. Soft lips touched the top of her shoulder and she shivered, the gentle touch branding her with stark awareness. She knew she should question, argue, but she just couldn t bring herself to do it. His hard body pressed against hers, the length of his cock sliding between her thighs to caress her pulsing channel. His hands skimmed her body possessively, creating a sensual web against her skin. Whoever he was, he felt like her dream come true. His fingers slid past her curls, delved between her moist folds, and slipped inside, stretching her. A warm trail of cream ran down her thighs. So hot, so wet, so ready to accept my hard cock. His finger plunged deep, pulled back out, and slid deep again, splintering her with pleasure. Ally s knees weakened, her toes curling against the rough concrete beneath the water. God that feels good. His lips trailed up the side of her neck. Touch my cock, Ally. Reach between your lovely thighs and grasp it. She did as she was told. His shaft was hot, and felt nothing like she d expected. She d thought it would be heavy and malleable, dense but not hard. She couldn t have been more wrong. Her mystery lover s penis seemed made of steel, covered in silk. The tip was wide nearly as wide as her palm. He pressed the thick head against her hand as she cupped it, feeling the deep ridge with her fingers. Do you feel the moisture on its tip, sweet Ally? It cries to be inside your lush body, just as your body weeps for mine. The fingers inside her pussy fell away with a moist, popping sound and Ally cried out, desperate for them to return, but her mystery lover lifted them to her lips instead. Taste yourself on my fingers, Ally.

4 When she shook her head he pressed the flat of his hand against her belly, rubbed his cock between her thighs, and touched her bottom lip, running the moist finger along its edge. Without a thought, her tongue came out and licked the moisture off her lip. Her taste surprised her. It wasn t horrible at all. It was warm and tangy on her tongue. Yes, savor that rich cream, sweet Ally. It is ambrosia, your gift to me. His teeth worried her shoulder, nibbling, tasting her with quick swipes of his tongue along her sensitive flesh. Ally moaned and pressed her buttocks against the firm heat of his belly at her back. What do you want, sweet? Tell me. She shook her head. You must tell me or I can t give it to you. Cast your shyness aside, Ally. Do it for me for yourself. She bit her lip. His warm hands moved down, over her softly rounded belly and into the curls which shone brightly against her pale skin. He found the throbbing spot just above her folds. Your clit is swollen hard. Does it throb for me? Ally s head went back as he rubbed the tiny volcano of a spot. Yes! Oh God, yes. His hand cupped her breast, giving her a heated anchor against the storm building between her legs. He rubbed her clit in gentle swirls, building a fire that twisted in her belly, tightened her thighs. Then he stopped. She cried out, arched into his hand. No. You must tell me what you want. I she gulped, I want you to touch me there. You need me to touch your clit? Yes! The hand resumed its gentle circles. The fire continued to build. Ally pushed her hips forward, pressed herself against his hand, straining, fighting to reach something

5 elusive that would take the tightness from her belly and ease the throbbing in her mons. The pressure of his fingers on her throbbing clit increased. Press my cock against your body. Reaching down, she happily grasped the thick length, pressing it upward into her tender flesh. It felt wonderful, like a heated promise needing to be fulfilled. Her body bathed his cock in silky moisture and he stroked himself between her hand and body, using her own liquids as lubricant. Ah, yes that feels wonderful. Feel my hard cock against your folds. Do you like that? Fire raged in her veins. Ally s breath was lodged somewhere in her chest, locked behind the growing tension in her body. When she spoke her voice came out in a strangled gasp. Yes. Ride it, Ally. Ride it harder. Make yourself come with it. Ally bit her lip, feeling the last tiny bit of restraint sliding away as she rubbed her starving clit against the engorged flesh, straining to find relief from the painful knot of lust in her belly. Come for me, sweet Ally. Let yourself go completely. Ally s head thrashed on his shoulder, her nipples ached beneath his searching hands. Her pussy pulsed hard, her breath stalling, and then a deep, toe curling wave of delight throbbed from her mons and rolled through her, devastating her body with waves of pleasure. As her orgasm softened to gentle tremors running through her limbs, he pulled his fingers from her still clenching pussy and turned her, pressing her back against the cool, smooth marble of the statue. A dark, smoldering gaze consumed her face, her breasts, and her rounded hips. So beautiful. You hide yourself away, Ally, you should not. Not believing he was real, Ally reached up and touched his square jawed face with a finger, skimming it over full, sensual lips. As he opened those lips and sucked

6 her finger into the warm cave of his mouth, her stomach clenched again with excitement. He was gorgeous. Male perfection. And he wanted her. Plain, virginal, Ally. Staring intently into her eyes, he settled his big hands around her waist and lifted her, placing her butt on the block of smooth marble at the base of the fountain. Cool water arched over her head, shooting from the tip of the massive penis above. Her mystery lover grasped her thighs, spread them, and, still holding her gaze, pressed his cock inside her aching pussy. Ally cried out and grasped his broad shoulders, feeling as if he would rip her in two. Relax, sweet Ally. You are wet and ready for me. Just relax and enjoy. She took a deep breath and, holding his intense gaze, allowed her muscles to relax. Inch by delightful inch his massive shaft slipped into her body, filling her with wonderful pressure. Oh God, yes. Finally! She d dreamed of the moment for years, yearned for it, and wondered what it would feel like when it finally happened. It felt incredible. Buried all the way to his balls, he started to move, slowly at first until she accustomed herself to the movement, and then increasing the intensity of his thrusts. Ally watched his cock gliding in and out, heated from the sight and the incredible friction he created in her hungry channel. The pleasure built quickly under his talented ministrations. The knot of need within her tightened and her nipples peaked to a painful point. She looked up finally, caught his dark gaze watching her. She reached out and spread her fingers over his perfect chest, down his sharply chiseled belly, toward the dense thatch of hair surrounding the pale, glistening column sliding in and out of her body. Her body reacted to the visual and sensual feast, tightening, preparing for the sexual explosion to come. The first waves of her release tightened the throbbing skin around her pussy and spread outward in a surge. She gasped under the building power, embraced the

7 pleasure-pain building at her core, and finally, closed her eyes as release swelled beneath her skin, sending shards of pure joy knifing through her. She screamed, laid her head back against the cool marble, and clutched his warm skin in her hands as she gave herself over to the incredible pleasure of her release. Ally s lover followed her into release, his muscles tightening beneath her fingers as he roared his delight, his big body taut with the incredible power of it. His lips touched hers in a tender salute and Ally murmured against them, thank you. Live, Ally. Love. Do not set yourself apart. You have much to offer. Give your gift to someone who deserves you. The pressure in her channel disappeared. A cool wash of air touched her skin and the sound of falling water eased away. Ally opened her eyes and found herself sitting on the floor of the bathroom she d barricaded herself into, fully dressed. Someone knocked on the door, followed by a deep voice, tentative and soft. I m sorry. Please open the door. I want to talk to you. Feeling dazed, Ally looked around and blinked. What had just happened? Her body tingled, she was breathing heavily, and her panties were damp. Had it all been her imagination? She shook her head. It had been real hadn t it? Giving in to the pressure of continued knocking, she stood up and moved to the door, opening it. The handsome face of the man who d spilled his wine all over her blouse looked down at her, soft with an apologetic smile. I m an ass. Can you ever forgive me? She just stared at him, her mind muzzy. He stepped closer and put his hand on the door knob, looking pained by her silence. Please? She finally took pity and gave him a smile. It s okay. It was an accident. He reached down and clasped one of her hands. You re a goddess. I was wondering if you d go out to breakfast with me. I d like to make it up to you.

8 Have the courage to make your dreams real, Ally. She halted her reflexive refusal and gave him a smile. Yes. I d like that. He smiled widely and she knew she d done the right thing. Taking his hand, she let him pull her from the site of her greatest fantasy and lead her into the next phase of her life -- whatever it might hold. Click here to preview more books by Sam Cheever: Use the code SamCheeverEncounters for 5% off your next order of any title by this author!