My Fairy Godmother

Four.

Chapter 4.

Jane.

I settled her comfortably on my queen-sized bed as I waited for the spell I cast on her to wear off. I couldn't take my eyes off her face, she was just too beautiful, one of the most powerful traits of a succubus, her hair fell around her shoulders in waves, dropping over to the mid back.

Her eyes were a startling shade of blue that could bring any man to his damn knees, and then her body was just too perfect to describe with words. With a smile that could light up a planet, it was no surprise I fell in love with her, the girl I was supposed to protect and cherish in all the right ways possible, yet I was the one having the vilest thoughts about her.

How that tight little body of hers would feel when I tasted every inch of her skin. It wasn't a matter of "if" but "when". I knew I would get to that one day, sooner or later, and it was just an added advantage that her perfect little body was still untouched, just the thought of it brought moisture to my panties, I shifted uncomfortably at the sight of her, how had I gotten so whipped over my goddaughter?

She writhed in her sleep, a telltale sign that she was probably having a terrible dream. After what she'd been through, that was more than expected anyway, and watching her father deny her like that made me want to tear his useless heart out of his chest. Rage boiled through me at what he'd done to his daughter.

After, I left Elle's room I had a feeling that something just wasn't right. Tremaine hated her stepdaughter with all her heart so there was nowhere the breakfast meeting was simply a time to catch up, with a little investigation I found out their sinister plan and figured a way to stop it myself, simply- by posing as Clarisse Simpson, I made sure I created a memory of Clarisse Simpson in their heads before going so they would all feel like they've always known me.

I couldn't let that vile woman and her rotten ass daughters just sell my Elle off so easily and with the way that old man was staring at Elle like she was his last meal, it took everything in me to not rip off his throat right then and there.

I'm sure if Elle knew I was her captor she wouldn't have cried so much at the prospect of being sold, I ran a hand along her soft blonde tendrils, causing her to release a low moan.

My hands froze midway on her hair as she writhed slowly on the bed, for a moment I almost forgot she was a succubus, any sort of small touches and she would be a writhing mess, she would be more than responsive to my touch, but the funny thing was that even right now while she slept and I touched her, she was still turned on. I could perceive the thick smell of her arousal, thick and heavy, just as she had smelt earlier this morning in her bedroom.

I still couldn't wipe out the image of her I had in my head, naked as she approached me, if I hadn't asked her any questions, the succubus in her would have taken over causing her to enjoy being fucked by me wantonly, even if that's not what she wanted.

I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ears and she moaned again in response, her eyes remained closed yet her body sought after mine as she rubbed herself on anything around her until she finally felt the hard callouses of my palms, she grunted softly as she held onto it tightly, I was getting uncomfortable down there already and all the woman did was rub herself on me a little.

" Elle," I called out to her softly, if she didn't wake up now I didn't know what I would do to her, "Elle."

My voice came out sharper this time, she stirred a little before releasing a soft purr and waking up. Her usually vibrant blue eyes were darkened to almost dark green, her lips trapped between her teeth, I knew that look, that was the look of a succubus, not my sweet and innocent Elle.

Before I could make a run for it she grabbed onto my arm, flipping herself on me in a way that made her straddle my legs, the friction between her legs and mine almost made me want to come in my pants,

"Elle..." I groaned, her eye snapped up to meet mine, and gave me a mocking gaze,

"Don't make a sound Jane, I'm going to make you feel so good." She whispered so seductively in my ears, and that was the final straw.

I flipped us over till she was the one down as I climbed over her petite frame, her eyes widened to one of pure shock as I crawled towards her in a predator-like manner, "Be a good girl and lay still princess." I murmured close to her ears as I nibbled on the skin between her shoulder blades and head, she froze in a perfect position and I spent a minute gazing at her beautiful face under mine.

"You are so damn gorgeous princess." Her cheeks heated up, I walked a finger down her throbbing heat, and her gaze never left mine as I hooked a finger under her panties, this was the moment of truth.

I knew I was doing the wrong thing as she was still under the influence of her succubus, she would soon snap out anyway. She pressed my finger to her throbbing core and that was when I lost all control and dove all in.

Elle.

Her lips met mine and tasted like cherries and pineapples, a sweet mixture I was addicted to. The urge in me to be touched by this woman was so great that even I didn't know where it came from, Why and how could I want a person this much?

The hand that was settled on my crotch stayed unmoving and I couldn't help but writhe under it, I ached for that connection to be made and my mind didn't even try to tell me to stop.

If there was ever a time I appreciated being a succubus then it was now, even after I writhed her hand didn't go further but just remained at the swell of my heat, a burning almost akin to pain, I let go of her lips and groaned, making it clear I wanted her in that way so badly.

She eased herself off my body a bit and stared into my eyes, I could see the desire there as clear as day, she wanted me...and like hell she could have me if she just touched me how I wanted her to,

"If we do this, there's no going back Elle." Her voice was hoarse with desire and the clear look in her amethyst eyes was all I needed to pull me out of that lust filled daze I was trapped in, I turned my face away from hers, I didn't want to see the look in her eyes when I turned her down,

"I...I think we should stop." I whispered softly, half expecting her to put a strong resolve and refuse me, she just stood up. I immediately missed the contact her skin brought to mine, my cheeks must have been as red as ever, I rubbed my palm down my face as I cleared my throat and stated the obvious elephant in the room,

"I'm guessing you were Clarisse Simpson then?" I asked, more like said cause there was no doubt on that.

"Yeah, I couldn't let you get sold off." She replied, my heart did a little twist and thump at her words, mainly because she really cared so much more for me and also because she cared more than my father who let me get sold off so easily.

I cleared the lump in my throat, "A little head start would have been appreciated you know?" I teased and was happy when she chuckled lightly,

"And miss a chance to see you on your knees begging? Never princess."

I hit her arm playfully, "That was rude." She didn't reply and only looked at the bed I was in just a fee moments ago. My mind went back to what we'd been entangled in just a few minutes ago, I tried distracting myself with the designs of the beautiful room instead.

I didn't know Jane's room was this pretty, the room was colored a very light shade of teal and magenta. A magenta chandelier hung up near the open window which revealed the beautiful designs of a garden, the walls were painted a light shade of teal along with the pillows on the room chairs, apart from that the rest of the room was another lighter shade of magenta,

"Jane?" I breathed softly, she raised her head to meet mine and I looked away quickly, not still used to this much intensity in her eyes, "This room is very beautiful." I finally said, she placed a palm under my chin and tilted my head to meet hers.

"But not as pretty as you, Elle." I blushed crimson and looked away. God! Why did I feel this way around Jane? Especially now that I knew what her lips tasted like.