READER'S ROCK LIFESTYLE MAGAZINE VOL 2 ISSUE 4 NOVEMBER 2014 Vol. 1 Issue 9 March 2014 | Page 51

The Nephilim were on the earth in those daysand also afterward- when the sons of God went
to the daughters of men and had children by
them. They were heroes of old, men of great
renown.
Genesis 6: 4
EXCERPT
“Yet?”

control, and then you’ll have to slay
me. Do you wish to slay me, light
bearer?”

“Yet I would prefer to
eat bread and drink
wine like everyone else.
This is a cursed

He looked at her in silence for an
endless moment, and then said,
“No, Succubus. I do not wish to slay
you.”

“It is in my nature to do
so, and yet...”

Lucien gestured with a twist of his
head toward the columns flanking
the entrance of the Temple of Venus.
“Do you want to be there?”
Sarahi took a risk. “No.” She looked
directly into his eyes. “But you
might as soon reason with the lion
not to eat the antelope. He hungers,
and he cannot stop himself.”
He narrowed his eyes. “What do
you mean?”
She regarded him, confused. “You
say you are trained to know us.
Surely you must know why we do
what we do.”
“Yes. To gain power. To threaten
Heaven.”
She laughed, and the sound was
bitter to her own ears. “No, Sir
Naphil, you are misinformed. We
seduce men, not to gain control of
them, but to feed. The energy
produced by the act is our only
source of nourishment.”
He looked aghast at the very
thought. “You feed on men?”

existence.”

“I am called Sarahi.”

“What if you fed on only one; a
husband or lover?”

“I will remember. I do apologize
for... everything.”

Sarahi’s breath caught. “No man
would survive it...” she trailed off
and turned away.

“Accepted. Now please go
elsewhere. Save innocent victims. I
don’t want to waste my strength
trying to do the impossible.”

A warm hand closed on her
shoulder. “I am sorry. I did not
realize.”
She turned back to face him, her
eyes swimming. “Don’t judge what
you don’t understand, Naphil. Your
kind doesn’t know everything about
mine.”
“Lucien.” No longer aggressive, his
tender tone flowed over her like
honey, warm and sweet. She was
too caught up in his voice to
comprehend his meaning.
“What?”
“My name is Lucien.”
She smiled. “How apt. Well,
Lucien, I haven’t fed in ages. If I
don’t eat soon, I’m likely to lose

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“Which would be what?”
“Feed on you.”
He scoffed. “You couldn’t.”
“Only if I could seduce you. But if I
could...”
“Then?” His challenging tone was
contradicted by the visible
movement of his Adam’s apple. It
bobbed in the ebony column of his
throat.
“Then I think you’d make the
tastiest meal I’ve ever eaten.”
She walked up to him, pressing her
body against his, sliding her arms
around his neck, pulling his mouth
down and kissing him.