Britt and Reese were too stunned to move. Even Rose was caught off guard. Everyone in the bar watched as the beautiful woman leaned in and gave the dazed man a long passionate kiss. He made no move to pull away. In fact, he hungrily leaned in for more. She pulled away with a smile on her face.

“Oh, this one is special, isn’t he?” she said. She looked over at Tina, her eyes glowing again. “Would you like a taste?” Britt saw the eyes the second time.

“Shit,” she muttered. That was their target, and she’d just walked right up and taken him. She gripped Reese’s hand tightly to break her out of the trance.

“Ow!” she whispered. “What?” She then followed Britt’s eyeline. “Oh. That’s the succubus, isn’t it?”

“Yep.”

“She’s already charmed him, hasn’t she?”

“Uh huh.”

“So, one way or another he’s getting laid tonight. Shall we go save him, or do you want to keep watching him make out with Tits McGee there?”

Britt made a face like she was debating it. “She’s got a great ass, too.”

Reese lightly slapped at her friend’s arm. “The succubus has no effect on you but the divorcee licking our man’s back teeth does? You were ready to rip her spine out earlier.”

Britt shrugged. “I know but watching those two like that… it’s so hot. I think I just learned something about myself. But we can discuss the waitress later. Let’s go crush the succubus bitch.”

The redhead stood up from her seat and started walking towards the women who were trading her man between them. The succubus was so focused on Phil she never noticed Britt and Reese walk up until Britt was right behind her. Before she had a chance move, Britt clamped a hand on her shoulder. The other woman jerked back so suddenly that Phil was left kissing air for a second before Tina quickly jumped in for her turn again.

Rachel turned her head and flashed her eyes at Britt, but the redhead merely increased her vice like grip. Suddenly the bar started moving again, the patrons returning to their conversations, the bartender mixing his drinks, and Rose shakily stepping off her stool and joining the small crowd of women around the charmed Phil and Tina.

“Why.. didn’t… it-” Rachel gasped out between grunts of pain.

“Orc,” Brittany said with a smile. The succubus’ eyes went wide, then dropped her head in surrender. Britt loosened her grip so the woman could speak clearly but didn’t let go completely in case she ran.

“So the passive charm didn’t work on you either. Why’d you wait so long? He is your party leader, isn’t he?”

Reese smirked. “Because she just figured out she gets off watching her man with other women, apparently. I’m still on the fence about it, but what she does on her nights with him is her business.”

Rachel stared between them. “You share him?”

“Like that’s any of your business,” grunted Britt.

“Won’t you share him with me? Just for the night! I’m so hungry. It’s been so long since I’ve fed.”

“About a month, if our math is correct. That’s when the last body was discovered,” said Rose.

The succubus looked at her in genuine confusion. “Body? A month? What are you talking about? I just moved here a week ago.”

“You seriously expect us to believe that?” asked Reese, crossing her arms.

Rachel nodded vigorously. “Yes! I’m serious! I just moved here from Texas a week ago. Ask Tina… oh.” She looked over to see the woman in question straddling Phil as her arms roamed his body. Phil himself had a handful of tit in one hand and very secure grip on her ass with the other. She glanced back at the other three women. “Listen, I’m willing to cooperate with anything y’all want to know or do, but if we don’t get these two somewhere private quickly, we run the risk of the cops being called for indecent exposure and lewd acts and whatever else that could be extremely embarrassing.”

Phil’s party traded looks between each other, looks of doubt obvious to all.

“Look, I get why y’all might be hesitant to trust me, I do, but I swear I had no intention to kill anyone tonight or any night. I take enough to keep me sated and leave them with a smile and fond memory. I’ll do whatever you ask to prove my innocence, but we have to leave soon. They got the full charm, and they won’t stop until they fuck someone.”

“Ugh. Fine,” stated Britt. “Let’s take them out the back way and get them home. A foursome wasn’t how I imagined my first night with him going, but it could be fun.”

Reese and Rose both stared at her. Even the succubus was eyeballing her.

“What?” she asked through gritted teeth, trying to keep her voice down. “You need to feed, don’t you? You can catch the load when he’s done. That should suffice for now, right? Right. Tits McGee here needs to get off for the charm effect to lift, so she may as well continue with Phil or some poor innocent bastard is going to get jumped. And if you think I’m going to leave him alone in a room with two sexed up strangers, you’re out of your fucking minds. I’m first though, dammit, cause this was supposed to my night. Now, someone cause a distraction while I carry these two out of here. Rose, go get the car. We’re going home.”

Rose leaned over to Reese. “Are you ok with this?”

Reese grinned at her. “Oh, I’ll be in there too. Someone has to keep an eye on our pretty friend here. You know, in case she tries something. I may also want a preview of what I’ll be in store for in the future.” She winked at the last comment.

Rose arched an eyebrow at her, then glanced at all the other women gathered around Phil. “I’ve created a monster.”

*

I can’t move was Phil’s first thought on waking the next morning. I hurt all over was his next. The last clear memory he had was meeting Tina’s friend at the bar. After that it was a blur. He closed his eyes, trying to clear up the images. Red, black, brown. A steady rotation of colors that came with memories of pleasure. Especially the black. Oh, the transcendent pleasure of black. Purple eyes, blue eyes, hazel eyes. Something moved next to him. Opening his eyes, he tried to take stock of his surroundings. He was in his room. His bed. A mess of red hair rested on his shoulder, a sense of moisture ran down his side. Brittany, and she was drooling on him again.

Movement to his left. The woman from last night? What was her name again? Rachel? That sounded right. What the hell was she doing here? He quickly realized he didn’t care, staring at her naked form. His member twitched at the sight, followed by a peculiar sensation he couldn’t recall ever feeling before. He craned his neck to see around Britt’s hair and his eyes went wide.

Tina!? What the fuck happened last night!? She was naked and nuzzled up to his manhood, using his hip as a pillow as she suckled on his tip like a baby would their thumb in her sleep. Any man can only take so much stimulation before it had an effect on him, and he was no different. Regardless of the confusion he felt, waking up to three naked, sexy women, one of them using his member as a pacifier, caused the expected reaction.

Tina’s eyes popped open in surprise at the sudden intrusion into her mouth. Her gaze met his baffled and embarrassed one for a second, then she surprised him by grinning and swallowing him. He groaned at the feeling and his head dropped to the pillow roughly. His movement jostled the other two women, waking them in the process. Rachel stretched and yawned loudly while Britt slowly sat up, wiping her mouth and blinking the sleep out of her eyes. She looked at Phil and gave him a sleepy smile before her gaze fell on Tina, who was doing her best to suck his soul through his pelvis.

“Again?” Britt asked. “She’s supposed to be the succubus, you know?” she waved at Rachel, who had rolled over and lay on Phil’s chest with wide grin on her face.

“We’ve been friends since we were kids. I was a bad influence on her.”

Tina had enough manners to not talk with her mouth full, winking at Phil.

“Whatever,” said Britt as she scooted to the edge of the bed and got up. “Make it quick will you? It’s Reese’s day today, so this is technically against the rules.” With that said she went and closed herself in Phil’s bathroom.

“I’ll allow it, just this once,” came a groggy voice from Phil’s couch. “Special circumstances and guests and all that.”

Phil’s poor heart nearly stopped. How many more surprises was he in store for this morning? Reese sat up from where she’d been sleeping on his couch, then stood and walked over to the bathroom. She was naked as the day she was born, and the sight of her nearly flawless body was enough to finish what Tina started. He grunted, and Rachel was suddenly moving next to Tina. The brunette gave a couple enthusiastic pumps on him, then pulled her mouth off with a pop and offered him to Rachel who wasted no time in inhaling him just as he started firing off in her mouth.

She accepted his load eagerly, swallowing every drop until he stopped twitching. She gave a quick little suck to make sure she got all of it, then released him, leaving a strange tingling sensation behind that crawled through his balls and up his spine. He shuddered at the feeling, not sure if it was pleasant or uncomfortable.

“Yep. Still positively delicious,” Rachel remarked, her eyes closed as she savored him and Tina giggling at her side. The black haired woman shuddered and let out a very satisfied moan.

Reese, still waiting for Britt to exit, turned and address the remaining women. “Done? Okay, my day starts now. If you’re as helpful as you claim to be, Rachel, I may let you feed again later. If not, you’ll be hungry, naked, and out of the house, got it?”

Rachel was up and on her knees quickly. “I promise! Anything you need, just ask! I’ll do it!”

For once this morning, Phil wasn’t the only one who looked confused.

“You’re way too eager,” Reese said, suspicion rising in her tone. “What aren’t you telling me?” Despite being completely naked, she put off a menacing aura that had Phil rooted in place, and it wasn’t even aimed at him. Tina flinched back, trying to not get in between the two women.

Rachel pointed at Phil. “He’s the purest I’ve ever tasted. The pleasure his seed fills me with is comparable to the pleasure we succubae give others. Perhaps even greater! For another taste, I would conquer hell itself.”

While Phil, Reese, and Tina stared at her in confused wonder, the bathroom door opened and Britt walked out. Her eyes locked on Rachel.

“So what are you saying? He’s got magic spunk or something?”

Rachel shook her head. “No, nothing so crude as that. It’s his soul.”

Britt gave her an odd look, then noticed Reese. “Why are you naked? You didn’t join in.”

Reese shrugged. “Watching you guys was hot. Just because I can’t play with him doesn’t mean I can’t play with myself.”

For the first time since he woke up, Phil finally managed to speak. Propping himself up on his elbows and taking in the bounty of naked women arrayed before him, he got their attention with a soft cough.

“Ahem. Can anyone explain what happened last night and what you’re talking about now?”

*

“You really don’t remember any of it?” Rose asked incredulously.

“Uhuh,” Philip grunted out as he shoveled his breakfast into his mouth. Pancakes again, but this time Rose was thoughtful enough to include some fruits and eggs to accompany them. Swallowing, he continued. “There are some flashes, red, black, brown. Pleasure. Eyes. That’s about it unfortunately.”

Rose sat back and surveyed the table. All the other women were digging in to breakfast as well. Red hair, black hair, brown hair. The blonde didn’t participate, but Rose knew she was in there last night as well. She shook her head.

“That’s a shame. Sure sounded like one hell of a time in there. I had to move down to Britt’s room just to escape the noise and get some sleep.” She started laughing then.

Philip paused in his eating to stare at her. “What?”

“I just remembered the other day. You know, when Britt planted you like a daisy for fondling her thighs? What was it you said then? ‘I only wish I had felt something. At least the beating would’ve been worth it.’ Something like that?”

Philip nearly choked on his food. Desperately reaching for his drink to wash it down, he glanced over and saw a very red Britt staring at him. Reese was smirking as she continued eating, and Tina and Rachel exchanged grins at his embarrassment.

“What does that have to do with anything!?” he squeaked out.

Getting herself under control, Rose took a second to compose herself. “I’m just thinking you’ve got the most pathetic luck when it comes to Britt, don’t you? You got beat after she waved her chest over you when you were stuck in the tree. You got beat when you accidentally copped a feel that you couldn’t feel. And now you can’t remember not only your first time with her, you can’t even remember your first orgy! Worst harem leader ever!” She dissolved into a fit of giggles again, completely oblivious to everyone staring at her.

The sound of a plate being forcefully pushed back and the clatter of silverware caught her attention as Philip got up from his seat at the head of the table. All eyes focused on him.

“I’m suddenly not that hungry anymore. I’ll be in the gym.” He walked out without giving anyone a second look. Rose’s giggles stopped abruptly as he left. Britt and Reese exchanged glances and Reese nodded. Britt stood, looked at Rose briefly, then chased after Phil.

“Tina, Rachel, would you be so kind as to wait in the living room, please?” Reese said quietly, never taking her eyes off Rose, whose eyes were focused solely on her plate, hands in her lap. After waiting for the two guests to leave the dining room, Reese pushed her chair back and walked over to Phil’s empty seat at the head of the table. She did this merely to get closer to Rose, who sat in her normal seat to the right of the head, but the movement had unintentionally placed her in an authoritative position over the brunette.

“Why’d you do that?” she asked. There was no anger to the question, nor frustration or even curiosity. It was delivered with no emotional impact at all. Just a simple question seeking an answer. It hit Rose like a hammer blow from the gods.

“I honestly don’t know.” Her voice quavered. “I really don’t.”

Reese sat back in the chair. Watching her old friend. The woman she once thought of as a sister. Rose hadn’t moved. Still staring at her plate. Still gripping her hands under the table.

“You really do hate him, don’t you?”

The question cracked through the silence in Rose’s mind. Did she? Well, yes, she’d even admitted as much to him. But she had that under control. At least, she thought she did.

“I think you hate him more than you’re willing to admit, even to yourself. You’ve been teasing him a lot more recently, and while what you just said may have sounded funny in your head, the delivery was absolutely brutal. That man has been nothing kind and understanding since we brought him here. Especially to you, knowing what he took from you. And that’s how you repaid him. By humiliating him in front of two women who love him and some guests.”

Rose mumbled something that Reese couldn’t hear. She leaned in closer.

“…want to hate him. I don’t want to hate him. I don’t want to… but… but… I DO!” she yelled the last. Turning to Reese with fury in her eyes. “I do! I fucking hate him so much! Why should he live while Bruce had to die!? How can he be so goddamn happy and nice while the ashes of my love were scattered in some shitty part of town? How does that worthless fuck have an orgy while I sleep alone!? How is that fair!? How can you love him!? Look at Britt chasing after him like some lovesick bitch in heat-”

The sharp sound of the smack echoed around the large room. The fire in Reese’s eyes more intense than Rose’s fury just a few seconds before.

“I let you vent, but don’t take it so far that you say something you’ll regret!” Reese chastised from where she stood over Rose.

Suddenly tired, Reese collapsed into the chair, slouching until her ass was at the edge of the seat. Rose similarly collapsed in her chair, with the addition of a bright red hand print on the side of her face. She made no effort to heal it, letting the stinging pain keep her under control.

“I’ve got issues, don’t I?”

Reese let out a humorless chuckle. “Don’t we all?”

Rose looked over to the blonde. “I’m sorry.”

Reese waved it off. “It’s not me you should be apologizing to.”

“I know. And I know he’ll say something like ‘don’t worry about it,’ or something like that, which will make it harder.”

Reese shrugged. “I don’t know about that. That’s only the second time I’ve seen honest anger out of him since he’s been here. That should tell you something about him though.”

“What’s that?”

“That he didn’t choose to take his anger out on you, no matter how well deserved it was. He went to the gym. He was going to take that anger and use it for something productive.”

“Well isn’t he a fucking hero,” Rose said dryly.

Reese sat up straight in her chair. “What would your beloved Bruce have done?”

“What?” Rose said, eyeballing Reese out of the corner of her eye.

“You heard me. If you had pissed off Bruce like that, what would he have done? Or, to be more accurate, what did he do to people who pissed him off like that?”

Rose really hadn’t been expecting the comparative question. “I don’t know.”

Reese stood and planted her hands on the table as she leaned over Rose. “Neither do I. No one does, because they haven’t found the fucking bodies yet.” Rose’s eyes got wide as she watched Reese make her way to the door. Reese stopped just before she left and gave Rose one last look. “I’ve got an appointment with my counselor today at one. I’d like you to join me. If you don’t I’ll understand, but I really hope you will.” She then walked through the door to apologize to their guests, leaving Rose alone with her thoughts.

*

“Mad or not, I’ll never understand how you can run on a full stomach. I almost puke every time I try.” Brittany was sitting on the bench press watching Phil run on the treadmill. When he ignored her comment, she got up and stood next to him. “I’m not going away, you know.”

“I just… want… to think,” he said in quick breaths.

“Well think faster. I want to talk.”

“Doesn’t… work… like that.”

“You know,” Britt said as she moved around to lean on the front of the treadmill, resting her head on her hands as she stared at the man working up a heavy sweat. “No one’s ever rocked my world like you did last night.” His eyes flicked down to meet her before returning to staring at the wall. Gotcha! she thought. “And what you did to Tina… damn, that was hot. I think she would’ve turned inside out if Rachel hadn’t distracted you.”

Clomp! Clomp! Thud! Britt reached over and hit the stop button on the treadmill, then walked over to the other side of the room where the machine had thrown him after he’d tripped over himself. She squatted down next to his prone figure and patted his forehead with a smirk.

“That wasn’t fair,” he said, groaning as he sat up and rubbed at his back. He was sure the belt had given him some hellacious road rash.

“It’s what you get for being obstinate. I wasn’t lying by the way.”

“Sure wish I remembered any of it. Rose wasn’t wrong about my luck in that regard. First time I get laid in over a year, and it’s an orgy with you, an old acquaintance, a succubus, and I can’t even remember it.” He turned and leaned his back against the wall, closing his eyes to catch his breath. He felt Brittany settle in next to him and pat his leg.

“Oh, I think you’ll get the chance to repeat the experience. That succubus seems to think you’re some holy grail or something. As for Tina, after you fucked the charm out of her, she just kept going of her own free will. I think she’s liked you longer than you know. As for Rose,” Brittany sighed. “I think she’d bottled up more than even she knew about. I’ve never seen her be so… mean. Intentionally or not. It’s completely against her nature. Reese should be talking with her now.”

Phil gave her a sidelong glance. “You’re surprisingly ok with the idea of other women, aren’t you?”

Britt shrugged. “Learned something about myself last night watching you make out with Tina at the bar. Last night was amazing. Besides, I’m bisexual. I can’t let you hog all the hot chicks to yourself.”

“Well, I wouldn’t get your hopes up about how great I am. Most of that was the charm, I’m sure. I’m actually not that experienced. Hey, you said I fucked the charm out of Tina, right? So how come the whole night was a blur for me? She clearly remembered last night, if this morning was any indication.”

“No idea. We’ll have to ask Rachel later. Clearly whatever she did affected you far more than she’d intended.”

“Yeah, what’s the deal with her, anyway? We went out searching for a succubus, and I woke up with one in my bed. I’m fairly confident that wasn’t the end goal we had in mind.”

“Succubus, yes, murderer we’re searching for, no. She just moved here last week, apparently. It’s hard for a succubus to fuck a guy to death from another state, no matter how talented she is. And damn is that woman talented.”

“So, there’s another succubus out there?”

“Yep, and Rachel’s agreed to help us track her down. All she wants in return is a taste of you.”

Phil shook his head. “What the fuck… this is not how I thought all this would go.”

Brittany laughed. “I don’t think any of us expected this chain of events, but then again, nothing has been normal since you got here. I meant that as a compliment, dumbass, so quit looking at the floor. Look at me.” She waited until he met her eyes. “You have changed this house. It was a home, then it was a prison, and now it’s a whole new home. One you built with your kindness and tenacity. I know you and I didn’t get off to the greatest start, but now I thank god every day you stumbled around the corner that night.”

Phil blushed, not knowing what to say as he looked into those blue eyes of hers. Before he realized what he was doing, he was kissing her. For a couple minutes the world around them disappeared, then their lips separated and they faced each other, foreheads pressed together.

“Want to recreate a little of last night? Maybe it’ll jog your memory,” Britt whispered.

“Here!?” he whispered back.

She smiled and straddled his lap, pulling her top off as she moved. As he took in the wealth of skin suddenly on display, she reached around to the back of his head and pulled his face into her chest.

“Yes, here,” she confirmed.

He didn’t respond, his mouth too full to speak.