Book 5⌇32. Your Will Is Weak

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Chapter 32 ∣  Your Will Is Weak

-Eris

No, no, no... stop this. Just leave me alone.

I already knew what Maverick was thinking, he more than likely thought I was sick. He would be very wrong. I wasn't sick. Through astral projections, the incubus was manipulating and playing with my mind. Erotic images flooded through my head and the sole cause for my body weakening was the very real need to fight back. It was hard, attempting to block him from my subconscious was a much tougher fight than I thought it would be.

He's powerful...dominating my will appears to be exactly what he is after.

Oh, Maverick...even you can't stop him. Physically, possibly. How do you stop someone from invading your mind? I'm not his beloved, he can't enter my thoughts and protect me with his own will...

I'm truly alone.

Physically, Maverick held me with his strong arms, excusing himself from Juliet and slowly walking with me under his arm. As we neared an unoccupied dark leather chair, Maverick lowered himself, turning me delicately in his arms and holding me across his lap. My arms were now around his neck, my right cheek resting against his chest.

"Maverick?" I whispered through gritted teeth.

"Eris...what's wrong?" He asked gently.

I knew this was just the incubus' first step, playing with my mind. The next phase would more than likely break me, and I couldn't let him get that far.

"Help me...please help me," I begged him. It was useless, but I just wanted him to save me as he had with Declan.

"Sweetheart, just tell me how," Maverick was sincere, "If you're feeling sick, we can leave. I can take you back home and you can sleep."

"NO!" I practically yelled at him, "No. Do NOT let me fall asleep. I'm not sick. He's playing with my mind and I'm using every bit of strength I must fend him off. It isn't enough, Maverick...please make it stop!"

I felt bad about lashing out at him when this wasn't even his fault and there was nothing he could do.

Maverick tensed beneath of me, his hold tightening before stating, "I know of one being who could possibly help you."

"Who? Who are they?" Was there really someone who could help me? How did Maverick know of such a person?

Maverick nodded and rose from the chair while he continued to hold me, "His name, is Rook."

"How do you know him?" He took two steps away from the chair and as if the incubus knew what Maverick was planning, I felt his touches. That undeniable feeling of his hands clutching my thighs, running them up to my hips as he dug his nails into my skin, my gasp audible.

Maverick stopped, gazing down at me. I could barely see his features, my eyes fluttering shut and then straining to open as a moan passed my lips. The hands continued to graze up my sides, both cupping and squeezing my breasts firmly. A warmth that had been radiating off my skin, began to pool in my core, familiar wetness collecting between my folds.

"Eris..." Maverick's voice was uneasy as he smelt the obvious, tears slowly making their way down the corners of my eyes and over my cheeks. I can't deal with this; I want my complete fucking soul back.

I gripped hard onto Maverick's shirt and whispered, "Please, put me down."

"Are you-"

"Just do it..." I begged him, cutting him off mid-sentence.

He gently lowered me into a standing position, my boots touching the earthen ground. It wasn't the smartest thing I have done, as once I took my first step, my knees buckled, and I fell to the floor. I can't even walk on my own...

Eris.

Fuck off.

Stop resisting me.

No. He wants me to given in. I won't betray Maverick; I won't give him the satisfaction of taking me willingly.

I hadn't even noticed that Maverick had moved to stand in front of me, kneeling and asking, "Do you want me to take you away?"

I can make you feel things you've ever only dreamed of.

I shook my head and growled, "Maverick, is there a bathroom? I need to cool myself off."

He nodded, reaching his hand out and I took it gratefully. As he had said, this was once a place that people lived in and I was sure there had to be running water. Thankfully, there was. He led me down the middle tunnel, where it eventually branched off into four separate tunnels. Yea...someone could easily get lost in here and it appeared he knew it like the back of his hand.

We reached a small dwelling, Maverick opening the front door and motioning me to the back of the home. "There are only a few homes that still have running water, though it is cold."

"I only need it cold..." I groaned, the hands working their way back down my body.

"Oh...right..." He wasn't quite sure what was going on, as I had never been able to do to him exactly what the incubus was doing to me.

Maverick took hold of the door handle, a small bathroom just large enough to occupy a shower, toilet, and a sink met my eyes. He walked in front of me, opening the glass shower door and starting the water. The sound echoed off the old tiled shower floor, the warmth from my own body felt like it could melt metal.

Do you think a pureblood can satisfy you?

He already fucking has!

Shit, I regretted that the moment I interacted with him.

So defensive I see.

Don't retaliate...ignore it. Ignore it.

Hmm, an interesting taste he has, knowingly fucking a sex demon. Oh, I get it! You're like a place holder until he finds his beloved. Then again, who could ever resist you?

Go...away...

"Come on, Eris," Maverick moved behind me, unzipping my leather jacket and pulling it from my arms. Shrugging it off, the jacket fell to the floor, Maverick's hands running along the top of my shoulders. His cool touch was soothing and quickly reduced the heat radiating off my skin. Crossing my arms in front of my stomach, I gripped the hem of the tube top and pulled it over my head. While I was removing my top, Maverick had wrapped his arms around my waist, unbuttoning my skirt and slowly letting it slide down my legs.

Stepping out of my skirt and unzipping my knee-high boots, Maverick hooked his thumbs at the top of my thong, slowly sliding it down.

You look much better without clothes on.

Anger rose within me, growling lowly, "He's watching us."

Awe don't spoil my fun. Not that your precious vampire can do very much to protect you from me.

Just to show exactly what he meant; the hands that had slowly made their way down my body had stopped just above my core. My body was shaking and though Maverick held me up, I knew he couldn't do anything else for me.

I moaned loudly, trying to claw away from the feeling of fingers entering past my slick folds, my walls tightening, but there was nothing physical to hold onto.

My vampire...please...

"Eris!" Maverick turned me around in his arms, my breasts pressed against his chest. My hands were holding onto his shoulders, my eyes locking with his. His look of helplessness is exactly how I felt. I felt violated, knowing that my own type of power was being used against me felt completely wrong. The big difference, even if a human were to reject me, I wouldn't force my ability on them...this incubus knew nothing of that.

Your will is weak.

The touches suddenly came to an abrupt halt, my body shuddering as it finally began to take control once again. My breathing was coming out uneven, being tortured like this was something I wasn't used to.

You will be mine.

Never.

"Maverick...I'm in trouble...and I don't know how to stop it," I began to cry, my body heaving with each deep breath I took, clutching onto his shoulders harder.

I felt Maverick's hand run down my back, soothing me as he continued to move it up and down. It calmed me, his body making mine relax against his. When I had calmed down, he lifted me into his arms, gently setting me back down on the floor of the shower, the ice-cold water running over my body. Bringing my knees to my chest, I continued to sniffle and cry softly into my thighs, my eyes closing shut to block out everything that had happened.

Maverick sat down next to me outside of the shower, extending his arm out and taking hold of my right hand. He just held my hand, letting me know that he was here for me, though there wasn't much he could do. Maybe he was planning something...who knows?

"Rook can help you, I'm sure of it," his voice broke the steady rhythm of the water beating down against my back, the warmth that had built within me subside.

No one can help you.

My skin broke out in goosebumps, scared of the incubus haunting me. I wouldn't let my guard fall; I would at least stay close to Maverick and maybe he would give up eventually. I couldn't be worth all this trouble...there was no real reason why he was toying with me except for the fact I was a succubus...who didn't have the ability to fight back.

"Who is Rook?" I was mildly curious as to Maverick potentially knowing someone who knew more about sex demons.

I opened my eyes slowly and tilted my head in his direction.

"Well then," Maverick smirked before rubbing the back of his head with his free hand, "He's a coven leader."

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