Chapter 103 [Promotional Slot | Book 2 | 1]

"This can't be happening. No, no, how can it even be possible?"

Zoravec' voice resonated in the room which suddenly went quiet, after the moans of the woman faded. There was utter horror on his face upon seeing the dead woman laying underneath his body.

The dead succubus was Zoravec' college fellow, who had always admired him, hence agreed to share intimacy. He immediately hopped to the side of the bed, Zoravec placed his right hand over his mouth to suppress the voice. His naked body shivered as the crooked incubus horns and the long tail vanished.

It was highly unusual for a succubus to die during sex, but only if the partner sharing intimacy belonged to the same kind. Zoravec had no clue why the woman suddenly died, her naked body had grown pale for some reason.

He haphazardly looked around in the silent room, the grim atmosphere suddenly started to haunt him. The red curtains covering the opened window flapped and frightened him. While the rest of the furniture was what anyone could find in a 19 years old girl's room.

Zoravec leaped towards the dead succubus who was still in her excited full form. Her horns were visible with the tail wrapped around his waist. Zoravec panicked and unfolded her tail, he stepped back on the bed not knowing how to react.

It was probably his best day until the succubus died during the last push. Now the same day was Zoravec' worst one, he killed a woman during his first attempt to dual cultivate. As much as it sounded ridiculous it made him guilty and horrified of murdering somebody.

Zoravec slowly and cautiously leaned towards his college fellow, and tapped on her shoulder hoping that she was toying with him.

"Lyra? L- Lyra...talk to me, please. You know I don't like jokes."

Upon getting no response from her he jerked Lyra' shoulder only to realise her body had grown cold.

"No, no. What should I do? What should I do?"

He shot up from the bed in panic and raked through his black hair. The junior which had been pumping a while ago also got scared. Zoravec sprinted around her room to find his clothes, which were scattered on the carpeted floor.

"I have to get out of here before anybody sees me. No one knows we fucked, I can still get away with it."

Zoravec hadn't even told his friends about his little hook up. Because all of them had girlfriends, precisely their mates and only he was single in search of his other half.

He hurriedly wore the pants and stole a few glances at the Lyra' naked lifeless body. Zoravec failed to realise those small two bite marks on her neck, which were the main cause of her unexpected death.

'I didn't kill her, I didn't. It was an accident, yes...an accident.'

Zoravec assured himself constantly to keep his troubling emotions in check. The man was deeply shocked to the core regarding the incident and had no explanation or excuse.

He donned the shirt and buttoned it up unevenly, Zoravec looked around for his bag. He sprinted towards the corner of the bed to reach for his bag, but the reflection in the mirror forced him to halt.

"W- what is this?"

His mouth was covered in some red liquid which contrasted with his jade skin. The people of Beelzebelle were known to feed on dual cultivation and were epitomes of beauty. Zoravec was no different from them except he had some inwardly troubles.

He lifted his hand to touch the red fluid over his lips and then smelled it. A warm sensation of pleasure ran down his body, Zoravec could not understand what just happened to him. He licked his lips and as soon as the blood went inside his system, it tasted like strawberry jam with a pinch of salty- sour ingredient.

"It's blood. Oh my goodness it is blood!"

Zoravec stumbled upon his steps and fell back over his butt on the carpeted room. Somehow a feminine giggle reverberated in the silent room. He looked around with an irregular frightful heartbeat to find the source of the mocking laughter.

He tucked his back with the bed and shoved his head in between the knees. Zoravec did not know somebody had been spying on him, he experienced multiple emotions within that particular moment. Rage, embarrassment, fear and guilt crept into his heart, along with the unusual feeling of thirst.

[You want to run? Hehe, I know you want to run. But you can't deny who you are, no matter how long you stay delusional... deep down you know what's the truth, hehe.]

The feminine demonic voice resonated again but there was no one in the room. The demon's words scared Zoravec because he was caught red handed. The mysterious voice knew about his little big secret which had kept his whole life troubled.

"No, I'm not delusional. Shut up! I don't want to hear it, just shut up!"

Zoravec yelled while holding his head in both hands, and knees curled with the chest. He searched for the voice again but there was no one in the room except dead Lyra.

'This can't be true. A dead person can't talk, come one Zoravec. Don't be silly, Lyra is dead.'

He assured himself and tapped over his heart, Zoravec had realised the cause of her death. And it scared him to the bits that he sucked her blood leaving the succubus to die immediately.

[Hehe, yes you are thinking in the right direction now. You got no mate, there is no one made for you. You are an incapable person Zoravec. Hehe, see you just killed the first woman you had sex with. How many more?]

"Shut up! It was an accident, I did not kill her. Stop guilt tripping me."

He assumed himself going crazy because there was no woman in the room except Lyra. And the dead never speak unless they were contacted or contracted in some mutual bond.

Zoravec could not take it anymore because whatever the demonic voice was spouting was utter truth. And upon hearing how somebody already knew about his illusion, scared him to the point of anxiety.

'I have to leave. I don't know what voice this is, but I have to leave from here before the cops arrive.'

He wiped off his lips and smeared the blood over his dark blue jeans to clean the hands. Zoravec shook his head and glanced at the dead girl in case he had left some clue for the cops.

He had taken all the belongings and according to him nobody would suspect him. Because Lyra's parents were out of the station, and she had already shut down the cameras to help Zoravec sneak into the house. Hence, he was in a safe zone except that his semen was inside her body.

Zoravec descended the glass staircase and ran past the lounge where everything seemed normal. There was nothing which could indicate any mishap or accident, he was relieved and concluded that the voice was just in his head.

The man exited the door and sharp sunlight blinded him for a few minutes. Zoravec flinched and opened his eyes slowly only to find himself in the street with other people. In front of him was the backside wall of another villa, and on the right and left of the lane were two other houses.

"Great, there's nobody here. I should pretend nothing happened."

Zoravec inhaled deeply and calmed himself when he noticed the uneven buttons. He immediately settled them again and raked through his hair, upon seeing nobody in his sight Zoravec donned his bag and began to walk.

Meanwhile back there in Lyra's place a woman sat on the window sill, and glanced at Zoravec who was leaving at that time. A meaningful grin appeared on the demon's lips which exposed her sharp fangs. Her sparkling red eyes followed him as Zoravec left the lane.

The demon sprinted inside the room and cast a look at the dead succubus.

"Hehe, so you are the poor soul. Tsk, such a pity you weren't his mate."

Her words made it evident that she knew something about Zoravec' mixed blood. The lust demon named Devi slyly walked closer to the bed.

An ill intention was glinting on her red eyes, her reflection in the mirror was frightening yet tempting. Her pink and grey hair cascaded over the shoulders, with the same shaded claws. However Devi was completely naked except that her legs and arms were ash colored, with a few stripes on her upper body to hide the female parts.

Devi grinned at her reflection as she bent forward and blew a kiss to herself. The demoness of lust had been watching over Zoravec ever since he was born. She was supposed to find a particular type of person to bond with. And her search ended when Zoravec was born as an offspring of two different races.

He was half vampire and half incubus, a rare breed which was a result of an unexpected mating. People of Beelzebelle could not produce offspring with other kinds, which was a miracle for sure. Zoravec' parents hid the truth from him and somehow managed to regress his vampiric powers.

Nonetheless Devi moved towards the bed and laid down beside Lyra. She closed her eyes and brought her hands together to chant some spell. Within no time green visible strings of energy appeared in the room, it was the mana left by Zoravec which Devi intended to absorb.

She was the demon of lust and only thing Devi fed upon was lustful thoughts and sex. Thus she absorbed all the existing thoughts present in the room, which drove Zoravec to the edge of ecstasy. The green waves of energy formed a smokey texture and accumulated in a small ball which floated towards Devi.

The demon closed her eyes and inhaled deeply while the smokey ball condensed and got absorbed in the middle of her chest. Devi snapped open her eyes and the redness of her iris increased. The woman switched her side while laying on the bed, and she was soon facing the dead Lyra.

"You sure had some quality time with him, eh. But it's such a pity that the process went a bit itty bitty, hehe."

Devi traced her black claws over her cheek which soon began to sink with the dark aura she oozed. However Devi's claws transformed into proper hands but her rest body remained the same. It seemed she required to feed on more energy oozed by her master in order to gain such traits.

"You should have known he was not your mate, when you did not feel any spark connection with him. Tsk tsk, but you insisted and gave in to your lust and greed to taste his seed."

She clicked her tongue and snickered over the pathetic luck of the lady. An incubus and a succubus knew about their mates from the spark type connection they felt upon sharing intimacy.

Which was why Zoravec wanted to try dual cultivation with every exiting woman of his realm.

On the other hand Devi had her own intentions and reasons of following him around. Although dual cultivation was not a common way of strengthening among the people of Beelzebelle.

Zoravec came to know about it when he first touched his one and only girlfriend intimately on her chest. It did not take him long to realise that he could absorb some of the life force from any woman by being intimate with them.

He wanted to test the accuracy of the theory and was aware about Lyra' liking towards him. It was the perfect opportunity which Zoravec seized and it went terribly wrong. Now the only choice left for Devi was to clean up the mess done by her master.

[Title: Incubus Lord's Demonic Wives]