Creatures of the Night, part 3

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"Where are we father?"
"We are home, Hecate."
"Not my home Father, I am not welcome here."
"Don't worry, I will take care of you."
"They hate me.  They want to hurt me Father."
"No one will hurt you.  I will protect you, I promise."
"They want me dead."
"I will protect you.  I will give my own life to save yours, do you believe me?"
"Yes, Father."
"Father?"
"What is it Hecate?"
"Do you love me father?"
"Yes Hecate, I love you."

"Do you fear me Father?"

"Do you fear me Father?"

"Yes........."

"Succubus?  You have got to be kidding me!

Yoochun could not believe Yunho's words.

"Well, I'm not an expert on the subject, but I've got a theory.  I think the one that turned you had some succubus blood in her.  I know it's crazy but hear me out."

Yoochun listened to Yunho's explanation for Hecate's condition.  His daughter lay sleeping in his room, thanks to a sedative that Jae had given her.  She had awakened  at the mansion where Yoochun and the other vampire's lived.  Due to her volatile temperament, Jae felt it was best for her to be knocked out.  It was a difficult task, But Yoochun managed to persuade her to let Jae give her the shot.  Now she was resting and the rest of the  founding members of the clan had gathered in the infirmary to listen to their leader for his guidance and expertise.

"Let's examine a few things," Yunho stated.  "A succubus is a female demon who, using their powers of seduction get men to fornicate with them.  They thrive on this kind of energy.  Are you guys with me so far?"

Everyone nodded their heads except Jae who was busy sewing stitches into the back of Yoochun's head.

"Ow that hurts," Yoochun exclaimed.

"Crybaby," Jae mumbled.

Yunho continued with his theory.

"I think the creature that turned Yoochun must have passed something on to him when she turned him.  Here's the scenario, now everyone pay attention.  This bitch turns Yoochun, drinks his blood etc. and then he in turn drinks hers therefore this succubus power is transferred to him.  And, as much as it pains me to bring this up, you did have sex with her right Chun?"

All eyes were on Yoochun .  The memory was painful, but it was a valid point.  He nodded his head.

"I'm sorry Chun, but when we found you, there was also evidence that you had been, well you know..violated.  I never wanted to bring this up but, it's possible the male involved was an Incubus."

Everyone looked very confused.  Changmin and Junsu bowed their heads.  They felt sorry for their hyung and his unpleasant past.

Yoochun wasn't concerned about that now.  He was focusing on Hecate and her problem.

"But wait a minute,"  Yoochun interrupted.  Jae hissed at him for not sitting still.  "Vampires and Incubi together?  That's a new one isn't it?"

"It's a stretch.  I could be completely off base.  But I don't have any other ideas. For all we know this is some weird latent genetic thing on her mother's side.  It really is an enigma."

"If your Incubus theory is true, then how come I'm not going around seducing and fornicating women like an insane animal?"

"That's 'cause you have us," Changmin remarked.  Junsu suppressed a giggle.

Yunho threw a nasty glance at his juniors.

"The point is we don't know what's going on.  Something is making her this way.  The vampire and werecat blood definitely don't mix.  As far as the physical form is concerned, that's something I've never seen before.  It could be a genetic mutation.  The only thing we can do is try and keep her calm.  Jae can do that with pharmaceuticals.  We'll have to get her to drink animal blood like we do.  And I'm sorry to say, but she'll have to be isolated.  She can never leave here and have contact with the outside world.  She's far too dangerous."

Everyone nodded their head except Yoochun for fear Jae would yell at him for not sitting still.

"So, she can stay unless despite all our efforts, she continues to be violent and unpredictable.  If that happens.."

Yoochun interrupted his leader.

"If that happens, we both will go."

Everyone stood in silence.

"I'm sorry guys.  I won't abandon her or allow her to be harmed.  This is not her fault.  She is a victim."

The vampires all bowed their heads.

"Very well.  There's nothing else for us to do.  Let Jae finish helping Yoochun.  We've got other things to do."

They left the infirmary, giving Jae the peace and quiet he needed to sew up Yoochun.

The infirmary wasn't much.  It was a small room adjacent to Jae's sleeping quarters.  Before being turned himself, Jae had served as a medic in the army.  He was the closest thing the vampires had to a doctor.

"You really are a mess," Jae scolded him and he finished sewing the stitches on Yoochun's scalp.

"I've had worse."

"Yes.  Sixteen years ago.  I didn't think you were going to make it."  Jae began to clean up the rest of the wounds on Yoochun's body.

"Hey, I'm stronger than I look."

Jae flashed a brilliant smile at him.  Yoochun was amazing.  There would be no signs of any scars left on him in a few days.  He was an incredibly fast healer.

"Are you done yet?  I'm exhausted.  I need to sleep."

Jae finished the last stitch on Yoochun's torso and lightly wrapped bandages around him.

"Do you want a pain killer," he asked him?

"How about a shot of scotch?"

Jae frowned at him.

"You know damned well we can't drink that shit any more."

Yoochun shrugged his shoulders.  He missed drinking booze.  At least he could still smoke.

Yoochun dragged himself to his room.  Cautiously, he opened the door.  He gently closed it behind him.  It was a simple room.  There was  his bed, a chair , a dresser and a closet.  He didn't need much else.  He sat in the chair next to the bed.  Hecate was fast asleep.  He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he thought it was best not to.  He sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

"Father?'

Yoochun did not answer.  She knew he was there, she could sense his presence.  Hecate focused her eyes.  Yoochun was in the chair next to her,  fast asleep.

"Father?"

He did not stir.  Hecate sat up in the bed.  She could see that the nice one called Jae had helped him.  She smiled remembering his face.  His gentleness made her feel at ease.

"That chair does not look comfortable."

Hecate got out of the bed.  With her unusual strength, she lifted Yoochun up and put him in his bed.  She crawled in next to him and held him tightly  The sedative Jae had given her wore off faster than expected.  Now fully awake and conscious, the unnatural feelings she had for Yoochun began to stir once more.  She felt the evil inside her growing along with the sexual frustration she could not suppress.  And she was hungry.  She needed to feed, and Yoochun's blood was so delicious.....

"Hecate,"  Yoochun's voice interrupted her thoughts.  "What are you doing?"

She smiled at him, her teeth glowing in the darkness.

"Nothing Father," she answered him.

"Your nothing is something girl.  Something you should not be doing."  Yoochun sat up.  "Go back to sleep."  He removed himself from her embrace and went back to his chair.

"Father?"

Yoochun sighed in frustration.  She wasn't going to give him a moments peace.

"What now, girl?"

"I'm dirty."

Yoochun laughed.

"You certainly are."

"I want a bath Father.  Take me to the bath house."

Yoochun raised an eyebrow.

"You know about the bath house?"

"I know everything Father."

"So it seems.  Stay here.  You'll need some clothes."

Yoochun got up and left Hecate in his room.  He hoped she wouldn't try to leave.  Yoochun went back to the infirmary where Jae was finishing cleaning up.

"Why aren't you sleeping," he asked Yoochun?

"I need a dress."

Jae flashed Yoochun a puzzled look.

"Don't look at me like that.  I know about your closet.  I need a dress for Hecate."

Jae reluctantly retrieved a few simple frocks from his closet.

"You suck, you know that Yoochun?"

"It's been a while, hasn't, Jaejong?"

The two who were often referred to as Soulmates, laughed at each other.

"Yes it has."

Yoochun left Jae to hurry back to Hecate.  She was standing at the window, her body silhouetted by the moonlight.  Yoochun tossed the clothes on the bed and turned away.

"Put one on and follow me," he ordered her.

Hecate hastily dressed herself in the simple garment.  She followed Yoochun down the hall toward the bath house, doing her best to ignore the stares they received.

Yoochun opened the door.  Using his authority, he hustled the bathers out until he and Hecate were alone.  He locked the door to insure they would not be disturbed.  Yoochun found her a clean towel and tossed it to her.  Hecate surveyed her surroundings.  The bath house closely resembled those of ancient Rome.  It was made of white marble and was supported by columns.  Hot water poured out of the open mouths of great sculpted faces set into the walls.

"Go ahead now,  I'll be over there."  He pointed to a bench in a far off corner.  He didn't want to disturb her.

Yoochun sat on the bench, hoping to get some sleep while Hecate took her bath.  He could hear her strip off the garment and walk slowly into the hot, steamy water.

"Father."

"Hmm?"

"Will you wash me?"

"What?"

"You are dirty too.  We should both be clean."

Yoochun could sense her motive.  The sedative had wore off.  She had dragged him into the bed.  Now she wanted to bathe with him.  Hecate had some nerve.  Yoochun approached her.  He dipped his toes in the bath water and and pretended to wince in pain.

"Too hot for me," he winked at her.  He sat back down on the bench.  She frowned at him.  He swore he could hear her cry.

"I'm not listening girl," he scolded her.  I know what you are doing.  I won't play the game.  I brought you here to help you, not fall under your spell."

Hecate would not give in.  She could feel her hunger growing; the blood lust taking over her.  She would have him.  One way or another, Yoochun would be hers.

"Father," she spoke to him in her best seductive voice.  "Let me wash you Father.  Let me care for you.  Let me prove my love to you."

Yoochun was getting annoyed.  He was exhausted.  He desperately needed to sleep.  He was growing weaker by the moment and the heat of the bath house wasn't helping.  He was getting cranky like a small child who needed a nap.

"Hecate, that's enough.  You've already had your way with me.  I will not let you take me again."

Hecate was loosing her touch and her mind.  Yoochun was defying her, resisting her power.  It was inconceivable.  Her tortured mind raced to find a way to force him to her will.  She had a stroke of genius.

"You are right Father.  Besides,   I tire of you.  Maybe one of the other males would satisfy me?  Perhaps Changmin or Junsu would lay with me?  What do you think, Father?"

Yoochun had heard enough.

He stormed into the steamy bath, the water soaking his bandages and his sweatpants.  He grabbed her by the arm and bent it hard behind her back.  She smiled, his anger only making her want him more.

"You will not mention Changmin or Junsu ever again.  They are not your playthings.  If you so much as touch either one of them, I will break you myself."

He increased the pressure on her arm, but it didn't hurt her.  She was so much stronger than he was.  He was like a child to her.  Their roles were reversed.  He would never admit it, but she was the master in this relationship.  He was breathing heavily now and his mouth was dangerously close to her throat.  She could hear the angry beating of his heart.  It would only be a matter of time.

"Father," she called to him breathlessly.  "Do you love them more than me?"

Yoochun swallowed hard.  He was falling under her spell.  He was losing.  His mind was slipping away.  Once more, she was toying with him.  She was the cat and he was the mouse.  Just like her mother.....

"Whom do you love more?  Answer me Father.  Who do you love the best?"

Yoochun took a deep breath.  His words were going to be the death of him, but he had to do it.  He would speak the truth.

"Junsu," he breathed out.  "I love Junsu."

Hecate lost her mind.  She grabbed Yoochun by the throat and banged his skull against a pillar, re-opening the wound on his head.  Blood dripped down the white marble onto the floor.  His hands grasped her wrists, but she would not release him.  The rushing water of the bath drowned out her screams of agony as she transformed into her alter ego.  When it was done, the half-cat, half bat-like creature smiled at Yoochun.

"Come Father, let us play."

Yoochun was helpless as Hecate sank her fangs into his neck.  The vampire howled in agony, praying that someone would hear him.  But the walls of the bath were too thick.  There would be no escape.  There would be only pain and humiliation at the hands of the creature he had sired.  Hecate.  His child.

"Love me, my pretty Yoochun-ah" she hissed at him.

Hecate kissed him feverishly, her tongue darting in and out of Yoochun's mouth like a snake.  Her cat-like claws, tore through his bandages and the stitches on his chest.  His was bleeding profusely now, but it did not stop her.  She brought him into the bath, his blood mingling with the water.  She stripped off the remaining bandages and his sweat pants which floated away in a sea of red.  Hecate's cat-like paws fondled Yoochun's naked body.  She rubbed herself all over him; taunting him, teasing him, making him hard.  Hecate dragged him over to the shallowest part of the bath.  Unable to resist her power and her strength, he gave in to her.  Yoochun grabbed a hold of the edge of the bath and resolved to let his daughter have her way with him once more.

"Go on girl," he gasped.  "Fuck me."

Hecate grabbed him by his hair and bent his head back.  Once more, she attacked his mouth.  This time, Yoochun's reaction surprised her.  He kissed her back.  She broke off the kiss and stared at him.

"Not what you expected, was it girl?  Come.  Kiss me.  Come make love to your pretty Yoochun-ah.''

Yoochun sat motionless as Hecate's lithe body pressed up against his.  Her mouth caressed his full, cherry red lips once more as her hands made their way up and down his chest, stopping momentarily to play with his nipples.  Hecate's hands reached out and began to stroke the length of him.  He moaned in pleasure, no longer caring that he was being raped by her.  She spit on the head of his cock several times and then began to suck him, taking him deep into the back of her throat.  Her saliva dripped down his shaft, getting him slick and wet.  She was ready for him now.  She released Yoochun's swollen cock from her mouth and was about to impale herself upon him, when he did the unexpected.  He flipped her over so that it was she who was gripping the sides of the bath.  Yoochun pulled her hair making her cry out.

"Father," she screamed at him.  Let me go."

"I told your mother, and I'm telling you now.  I am always on top."

Yoochun entered her from behind without  warning.  Hecate shrieked as Yoochun grasped her hips and began to fuck her.  Her wings began to extend to their full length, vibrating like those of a humming bird.  The more he thrust into her, the faster they quivered.

"Yes Father,  Fuck me hard.  Come inside me Yoochun-ah.  Give me what I want."

Yoochun was out of his mind.  He had sworn not to do this.  But this bitch was driving him insane.  He couldn't stop.  His blood red tears flowed freely and mingled with the sweat and blood on the rest of his body.   Hecate was crying too.

"I'm sorry father," she wailed.  "Please forgive me, please forgive me."

He was relentless. He was brutal.  He was hurting her.  She couldn't take it any more.

"Please," she begged him.  "Stop now.  I'm sorry.  I want to stop now.  Father please, you are hurting me."

"Isn't this what you want?  Don't you want me finish you off?  Don't you want to make a baby?  Isn't this what this is all about?"

Hecate's sobs were echoing off the bath house walls.

"Yes Father," she whispered.  Yes."

"Very well girl, very well."

Yoochun plunged himself deep within Hecate's pussy, her insides tightening around him.  She cried out in ecstasy and it was all he needed.  Yoochun lost his mind.  He broke his promise.  He defied all the laws of Man and God. But it didn't matter.  He was a vampire.  It had been ages since  he believed  in the laws of Man and God.  He came inside her, his orgasm making his body buck in pleasure.   When he had finished, he slowly pulled out from her. Hecate turned to face him.  Her wings encircled him, pulling him into her body.  She held him tightly and clung to him with all her might.  They both lay there breathlessly holding on to each other, not daring to break off their embrace.

"Father?"

"Don't speak.  Let me go."

Hecate released him from the captivity of her wings.  He stared at her, his eyes like dark daggers stabbing into her heart.

He walked out of the bath and wrapped a towel around his waist.  He unlocked the door to the bath house and turned to face her.

"We are done girl.  You and I are finished. "

He walked out slamming the door behind him.

Hecate lay down on the floor of the bath in a fetal position.  She began to sob once more.  She trembled in sadness, as she wrapped her wings around her body for comfort.