Chapter Thirty Three

Dimitrius’s Pov

All around me, a dark abyss stretched. Not an ounce of light anywhere to be seen, but before the instinctual panic could settle over me, I remembered Vlad’s words.

“It’s disorienting at first but just focus. The spell will work like a string tied to you and him, follow it.”

Feeling for that ‘string’, I swept my power out in a wave, smiling when I found it. Tugging on it with all my might, the dark melted away into a large, empty stone building that almost resembled my home.

A sweeping staircase sat in the middle, leading up to a set of doors. Long tapestries hung from the walls, what looked to be French architecture and paintings catching my attention. Good, that would hopefully make narrowing down where he was easier.

Then, the doors at the top opened and out strode the man I saw in the sketch.

Blond hair hung to his throat in waves, pulled back into a tail at the base of his neck. Eyes I had inherited from him swept the room, before landing directly on me.

Impossible, I was not physically there for him to see…

Despite that, he smiled widely. “So you are the one who’s been causing me so much trouble. I must admit, when I learned that my children were being rescued, I expected it to be a nosy mage. Never in my wildest dreams would I have assumed it to be you. One of my own offspring.”

Disgust curled through me as the truth dawned, this cretin was my father. Looking around, I took note of our surroundings as I spoke icily. “I had only one parent and she died when I was young. You are nothing but her rapist.”

He quirked a brow to that, smiling as if I had offered him a compliment. “True, but you wouldn’t be alive if not for me. As is the case with many others as well.” His mouth pulled down then into a scowl.

“Thought hundreds of my children died in the last war. I spawned you just before that accursed blight came and those blasted mages killed all the others. I thought none of you survived and yet, here you are. You’ve grown well, become stronger than I ever thought possible.”

The smile returned then. “Which is why, instead of killing you, I’m going to give you an offer and you’re going to accept it.”

Disbelief strafed through me as he continued to lay out his ‘offer’ with complete assuredness that I would accept.

“You will stop interfering in my plans and in exchange, you will rule beside me. I’ll even let that pet mage of yours live along with that boy you took in. All you have to do is turn a blind eye. You, that woman and the child can live happily ever after then.”

Fighting the urge to sneer, I spat. “We will do that without you or your offer. Any peace I receive will be won over your grave, not the pain and death of millions.”

His face fell from its arrogant mask into a scowl. “Such a shame, and I was looking forward to our alliance.” He flicked his fingers.

“Fine, have it your way, but before you go…I believe I’ll give you a gift. I missed one thousand of your birthdays so far. News of you has spread far and wide in our community, the incubus who refuses to feed from sex. Pathetic. We’ll fix that right now. When you awake, your full birthright will come to the surface, forcing you to feed the way you were born to.”

He smiled cruelly as a chill worked down my spine. “No more of this starving yourself on scraps. Besides, I’m sure that woman of yours will appreciate it. Cheers.”

Then, one of his hands rose, power visibly building around him as his form changed into something monstrous. Massive dragon like wings pulled from his back to form a scaled drape behind him, nails shifting into wicked claws as he smiled, revealing fanged teeth.

He lashed a hand through the air, sending a wave of power toward me. It collided like a physical blow despite my lack of corporeal form, the foreign magic seeping deep inside until it circled my core, pulling and prodding at something.

Then, that something broke free and the last thing I saw before everything went black again was my father’s glowing eyes.

And with it, I knew nothing.

***

Julian’s Pov

“What in the fuck!”

Dimitrius writhed in my lap, my firm grip the only thing keeping him on the bed as he arched and tossed his head. One of his arms reached around, trying to claw at his back while I rolled us to pin him down.

“Vladimir, what’s going on?!” I snarled, trying to keep Dimitrius from hurting himself in his fit. Vlad stared down at us in shock, uncertainty and fear battling for supremacy as he shook his head.

“I don’t know! This didn’t happen for me. He shouldn’t have been able to do anything to him while under that spell.”

Damn it all, I knew this was going to go sideways.

The door burst open just as Dimitrius’s eyes opened, glowing gold in a way that swept ice down my spine. Seraphina barked from doorway, hands raised and ready to cast. “Vlad, get away from him.” Elle bristled on hr shoulder as well, ready for a fight.

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Dimitrius tensed under my palms and in my next blink, everything changed. One second he was clasped underneath me, the next I was under him and the glowing eyes were the least of my concerns.

Two giant wings sprouted from his back, gold and shimmering with raw power as they fluttered and flapped with his agitation. His aura all but poured off them as they arched high above his head, his fingers now sharpened to hooks as the wicked nails sunk into the bed on either side of me.

Then, he lowered himself as if to cover me, chest holding me in place as he narrowed feral eyes on the others. Predatory intent all but oozed from him and instincts screamed to the surface. Vlad had backed away at Sera’s warning, but she couldn’t sling her immobility spell at Dimitrius until he got off me.

Which he didn’t seem ready to do anytime soon. Vlad inched back to stand next to his sisters, eyes firmly locked on Dimitrius as he spoke in awestruck unease. “I’ve heard stories of the incubi’s true form but assumed they were tall tales after meeting Dimitrius. Apparently, they’re truth, but his blood was diluted thus this form didn’t come through.”

He shook his head. “Something pushed it to the surface, most likely something out adversary did. If the legends are true, he’ll go back to normal after whatever this haze is has passed.”

Relief clawed nails down my spine as I bit back a sigh, okay we’re not out of the woods yet but maybe there was a light at the end of the tunnel.

Speaking lowly as to not startle the man over me, I asked. “And how we get him out of this?” Because I’d very much like my lover back without the wings, claws or glowing eyes. The feral glint to them made me twitchy and I was ready to tackle him at a moment’s notice if he so much as twitched near the others.

Vlad’s answer was less than helpful.

“I don’t know. I assume by feeding he’ll go back to normal, though it could be from physical release as well. There aren’t many legends surrounding incubi.”

So either I had to get him off or let him feed on me while I got off. Great.

One thing for sure though, I needed to get him incapacitated. Something told me if the others weren’t here he’d focus solely on me and considering what feeding meant for most incubi, I knew I couldn’t let that happen.

The first time we made love was not going to be while he was basically drugged. I’d tie him to the bed and burn through as much lust as I had to before I let that happen.

Vlad shifted and Dimitrius mirrored him, eyes narrowing as a warning rumble rolled through me. Sera hissed when Vlad moved again experimentally.

“Don’t move. Right now he’s completely feral. You move, you’re prey.”

Damn it, I knew what I had to do…

“You’re right and there’s no way to guarantee he won’t hurt one of you, so get out of here. Empty the house, put up barriers around it in case he leaves the room, and wait until he’s back to normal to lower them.”

Immediately, Vlad jerked, eyes sparking with protest. “You can’t expect us to leave you with him while he’s like this!”

Dimitrius tensed at the shout, muscles preparing to lunge, but before he could, I snaked a hand up to gently stroke his chest. Like a switch, his eyes slid shut and he shuddered, relaxing just a hair into me. Once he was as subdued as he’d get for now, I turned back to Vlad.

“I can and will expect that of you, now go. He won’t hurt me, you said it yourself that he’s after feeding and I refuse to let anyone else help with that. I’ll work him through this but you guys need to get out of here.”

Vlad looked ready to argue again, but Sera cut him off. “Don’t, she’s right. He isn’t attacking her and if she can calm him down without hurting him then its better she does it. If all else fails then we can step in, but for now we’re being a hindrance, not a help.”

A battle waged across Vlad’s face before he heaved a sigh. “Alright, but scream if you need help. We won’t be far.”

And wouldn’t that be awkward for Dimitrius later? Shaking that to the side, I nodded, watching as they backed out of the room. The heavy thud of the door sliding shut followed not a moment later.

Immediately, Dimitrius relaxed, turning his full attention to me as every ounce of hostility left his form. His wings eased down out of their defensive arch, settling on either side of us like a blanket as open lust poured from him.

Swallowing around my dry throat, the stroking power not helping as the familiar daze threatened to cloud my mind, I mentally slapped myself. I could do this, I wouldn’t betray him, not like so many others had.

The heat look of promise would have sent me stripping while sprinting for the nearest vaguely flat surface had this been of his own will, but it wasn’t and I refused to let things go where his eyes promised they would.

I needed to pull him back to the present and that’d take either feeding or fucking. Unfortunately, there was no ‘Idiot’s Guide to Taming Your Feral Incubus’ so I was on my own here.

A good place to start though…

Trailing a hand down his chest, I hummed. “Can you understand me?”

A blink was my answer. Biting back a sigh, I let the flash of disappointment spear through me. If he was under there it was far enough down that he couldn’t react, which was going to make this a lot harder. Still, on the off chance he could hear me I needed to say this.

“I know you’re in there somewhere and I want you to know, I’m not letting this go too far. I’ll do what I have to until you’re back here, but this will not be our first time. Not with you like this. Wherever you are in that head of yours, just relax until this lets go. I won’t be like them.”

It might have been my imagination, but I thought I saw something warm soften his eyes before he lowered his mouth, stubble scraping deliciously along my throat. His teeth nipped a path as well, sending waves of pulsing arousal between my thighs.

Shivering at the intimate touch, I dragged my nails lightly across his chest and waited for my opportunity. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait long.

His hands moved to my clothes, ripping them in his haste to get me naked, but I paid it no mind. Throwing my weight up, I rolled us over until I sat perched on his chest. His wings flattened to the bed, his eyes wide with surprise before his face scrunched into a dark scowl.

A low growl rumbled through his chest, but before he could fight me for dominance, I rolled my hips against his groin. Immediately, he went still, losing all hints of aggression again to life pliant with a low hum of contentment.

So he’s fine with me being on top as long as he got his? Good to know.

Shaking that to the side to analyze later, I trailed my hands up his arms to his wrists, stroking the skin sensually as my magic built under the surface. Then, once it was enough, I snapped his arms up to the headboard and snapped. “Continao.”

Immediately, magical binds wrapped both wrists, pulling them behind and above his head. The desire left his face as he snarled, aggression coming back in force as he struggled uselessly against the binds with newly grown fangs flashing.

Not how I’d wanted to use my magic in the bedroom, but I couldn’t be picky right now. Sitting on his hips, I glared. “Quit snarling, you’ll get yours make no mistake, but it’s going to be on my term.”

To prove that, I dragged the tips of my nails across his chest again, watching as he shivered and his eyes slid shut. Inching back until I had easy access to his groin, I fiddled with his belt and prepared myself for a long few hours.

I wasn’t sure how much energy it would take before whatever this was burned off, but by the time we were done I was going to be exhausted, without a doubt. Sliding my mouth down his chest, he watched intently with drilling eyes as I finally undid his belt. In no time I dragged him free, encasing the tip in my mouth while ignoring the slight unease slithering through my veins.

Dimitrius was going to be uncomfortable beyond belief no matter how I handled this, but at least this way I couldn’t accidentally get caught up in the moment. I was going to stay clothed and in control, even if it killed me.

Focusing on my task, ignoring the odd circumstances, I got to work while praying this wasn’t a big mistake.