Chapter 5

Before she knew it, she was standing in front of an open freezer, staring at a tray of shot glasses full of frozen semen with popsicle sticks stuck in them. She didn’t even remember walking there. The carefully measured portions had been created to satisfy her hunger without causing her lust to become out of control. The frustrating void in her belly demanded that she eat something soon, before she took a bite out of someone.

“Fucking hell,” she muttered, pulling out the tray. She moved to set it on the nearby counter and caught a deep whiff of cinnamon with a hint of sulfur.

“You rang?” The silky voice was followed by the chitinous caress of a scorpion’s tail, which draped over Dana’s shoulder and traced a pattern along her neck.

“Actually, your timing is pretty good.” Dana put the spunk tray down and turned to face the succubus. Lily was in a crop top and jean shorts, her legs clad in thigh high leather boots. Her eyes flicked down to the sperm tray, then back to