Many Shades( A Succubus Love Story)

He took one more step towards me, fitting our bodies flush against each other. I could feel every hard ridge and elegant plane of his chest. “What is your name?” he asked me. His voice was smooth and seductive it pulled me from his spell, and reminded me we weren’t the only ones in the club. He was beguiling me, instead of the other way around. “Nika,” I said breathlessly. “Nika,” he rolled my name across his tongue as if testing the potency of it. “What's your name?” I asked him. “Lasher.” he said. “Lasher,” I whispered quietly.