Incubus' Blood Harem

Lydia gasped upon touching her own pussy lips while she recalled Kayden in front of her. Her imagination heightened the senses of pleasure as it made her wet immediately.

"Ahh…hah….wahmrf…"

Her soft moans began to resonate in the room as she pleasured herself by gentle touches.

The woman tapped her two fingers over her wet pussy, the sound and the mild pain made her jump in the place. She was having fun playing with herself which made her curious what if Kayden actually touched her pussy. Lydia closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the self touch, while imagining Kayden's face down there in between her legs.

She parted her legs and inserted one finger into her slippery wet core, while the other one rubbed over her swollen clit which had become sensitive with the constant rubbing.

​ "Hah….aaah…mm…"

Her moans continuously increased so as the pace of her fingers. Lydia's legs shivered as she squirmed and squirted on the mirror.

The woman slumped on the floor and panted heavily, after the whole thing she was unable to deny the fact that it occurred due to Kayden. Lydia was concerned about the other ways his blood could affect her. She inhaled deeply and the sensations which crept into her body were totally unfamiliar.

Lydia had never been admired by anyone let alone being seen and confessed by someone. That's why she was deeply moved when Kayden confessed to her and chose to get close to her.

"I wonder how much more can happen with one more sex."

Her thoughts jumbled upon many thoughts which made her cautious about the intensity of relationship with Kayden.

She stood up and headed towards the bed and laid down stark naked. Lydia was genuinely concerned about how she would disclose about Kayden with her father.

"I have to get dad to come home soon. It would not cast much effect if the news is delayed. I have to strike iron while it's hot."

Lydia was sure that she had to do something on her own to bring Coulter home. She had already tried the suicide option and it never worked the way she wanted. It brought only Coulter's rage which bombarded on her and made it nearly impossible to fix the things between them.

"Let's think about it. What can force dad to come home hurriedly?"

She thought carefully and a smirk appeared on her face upon finally finding something to proceed with. Lydia changed her side and laid down on her tummy which exposed her round butt cheeks. She was laying stark naked without caring for anything and it was obvious that no one was allowed to come in the room without her permission.

"I really want to see your face, dear father!"

She smirked upon imagining the possible replies and insults Coulter would throw at her. But this time she was genuinely ready for it and the humiliation Coulter would encounter in his friend circle would satiate Lydia.

It was not that she hated her father but the obvious resentment towards Coulter made it hard for both of them to converse with each other. Lydia slowly hummed and grabbed the pillow, she slipped it underneath her head and gradually drifted to think about Kayden.

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*Scene Switched here*

[Outside Kayden's house]

Coulter was wearing a long yet oversized printed shirt while standing outside the car. His sharp, keen crimson orbs were fixated towards Mr Jones' villa. His gaze was emotionless, resembling his inwardly condition. It was not a surprise that Lydia resented him for the negligence.

Kayden's both mates had daddy issues which made them emotionally troubled and vulnerable. It was significant that both of their fathers were somehow either directly or indirectly connected to Kayden.

Coulter (Lydia's father) was appointed to conduct the investigation of Jack's murder and the poolside academy case. Whereas Ceres (Medusa's father) was sent to find out the former queen's heir and bring the child back to Beelzebelle.

It was crystal clear that both of the men were already somehow connected to Kayden. And were just a bit away from finding his true identity and catching him. However Kayden was not aware of the intentions of both men which proved to be a lethal thing for him.

Coulter was engrossed into staring at the house while tucking his back with the car. He took a stroll, the food from the nearby vendor, but did not let his eyes wander from the house. He was now back at leaning against the car, when a beep sound snagged his attention out of nowhere.  Coulter was annoyed as much as he knew the dire need to pick it up, with an anxious expression worn over his mature face as the man hesitantly picked up the iPad.

"Alpha, spare this servant for the intrusion and disturbance but you are called by the young miss urgently at home."

The man in his thirties who called sounded worried as fuck, forcing Coulter to curiosly shove the iPad in front of his lifeless eyes. The nonchalant alpha seemed to have a 'paralyzed face' as no expression changed or any color graced his handsome face.

Rather than listening to his servant, Coulter simply preferred to just land his crimson orbs onto the screen and honoured it with his merciless gaze. The tablet showed a red glowing beeping spot indicating some serious matter. As Coulter opened the message sent by Lydia personally, his rage grew stronger with every passing second as she spoke further.

The domestic helper who was on the call did not dare to utter anything as he had already attempted a grave mistake by not keeping an eye on Lydia, the young miss. The alpha could not lift his eyes off the screen while the poor servant was barely holding his voice back with his limbs going numb in that freezing cold rising atmosphere.

The butler called Coulter on the demand of his young miss, he was unable to refuse the order of Lydia. Although the butler could clearly feel the spades of anger coming from the other side of the call.