the succubus to agree to a pact.

Ryan walked around the perimeter of the pentagram, trying to glimpse more of the succubus' luscious flesh hidden by her large bat wings. "I won't disable the barrier until you agree to a pact."

"A pact?" the succubus said innocently, batting her thick eyelashes at him.

"Hul-dim, hul-gál!" Ryan shouted, causing the demoness to fall to her knees, wracking in pain. "Don't mock me again, Marlissa." He looked down at her with disappointment. "Yes, I know your true name. I have done my research."

The succubus looked up at her summoner with fear in her eyes. She had underestimated the young mortal. "What are the terms of the pact, master," she said, clutching her belly still as she stood up.

Ryan took out a folded piece of paper from his shirt pocket and handed it to her. Marlissa took it, making sure she avoided touching the pentagram's magical barrier. Unfolding the paper she looked at the contract, written in the ancient Sumerian script.

"Speak out loud the terms and agree to them. In exchange I will free you from the confines of the pentagram," Ryan demanded.

Marlissa looked down at the contract and silently read the words again. She was impressed that the young mortal did his research. Her past summoners, consumed in their lust, would overlook a loophole in a clause, thus rendering their pact null and void.