Zackory - a fateful touch (Vol. 2) ✅

Chapter 11 (with smut-scene)

Unfortunately, Zack was right. He looked at his watch. Three days. They had been stuck here for three days. If they had been humans, they would probably have been dead by now. Because they were demons, they were able to do without food and water for a while. But Zack was young and half-human, so there were limits to that.

They had been constantly looking for an exit but had found nothing. They also couldn't open a portal to get outside. Zack felt himself get hungry. Shit. I need to eat something.

Lucan had stayed away from Zack during that time. He wanted to give him the freedom he needed. But in the last few hours, Zack's scent had become more intense.

"Zackory. Your scent."

Shit. It has begun. No no no. I don't want to. No.

Lucan saw Zack crawl into a corner and tighten his knees. He wrapped around his legs and put his forehead on top of them.

"Zackory, what's going on?" he asked in a serious voice. In response, he just shook his head violently. Worried, Lucan approached him.

"Stop! Stay where you are! Don't get any closer!" Zack said in a trembling voice.

"What's going on? Talk to me," Lucan said emphatically. But he stopped, he didn't come any closer.

I don't want to. Zack was torn. He began to hyperventilate. He had to calm down. You can't stay silent about it, tell him, the voice in his head pushed him. His lips trembled. "I have to eat, Lucan," he said in a low voice, but Lucan understood him. He took a few steps back.

"When was the last time you ate, and by that, I don't mean human food?" Lucan asked with a serious tone.

"A month ago," Zack said truthfully, without raising his head.

"But that should be enough, because I only have to eat like this every two months. But now that I don't eat normal food, my energy is depleted. If I don't eat normal food soon, I have to..."

Lucan looked at him with a serious expression.

"Zackory, what happens then?" he asked, although he suspected the answer.

"I have to feed on a man." Shit. Only through his dead body he would do that. They had to get out.

"Then feed on me."

Zack pulled his head up and looked at him stunned. "You don't mean that seriously, do you? Did you actually listen to me when I told you my story? I hate men, I'm not going to interact with anyone or even touch them," he said, no, shouted, almost in an angry voice.

That hurt more than he expected. But he had to cope with that. "You don't have to," Lucan said. Zack's angry expression gave way to confusion. "It is not necessary to lay hands on me to come. I can do that alone. All you need is to take it afterwards. Right?"

Excuse me? "Yes," Zack replied, perplexed. He'll feed me without getting anything out of it? "Why?"

"What do you mean by that?" Lucan asked, confused. Had he said the last one?

Zack replied, "Why would you do that?"

"You're hungry, I can help."

So easy? Why doesn't he impose himself on me? Why doesn't he take advantage of my helplessness?

"I don't want a man. They only leave or hurt you. You can't trust them. "

Those had been his words. Why is it different?

Zack thought about Lucan's offer for a while. Lucan, meanwhile, had gone to the place with the most possible distance to the succubus. Damn, when his scent becomes even more intense, I lose control. He felt the aphrodisiac scent of lilies and honey gradually affect him. If this continued, Zack would have to knock him unconscious. There was no other option if they wanted to prevent Lucan from taking him by force.