Lilith's Emporium

"This is a story focusing on Nessira and Patrick and their shop, Lilith's Emporium, along with their daughter, Shadow. The story of their origin can be found on Literotica, but figured I would do some short stories with them here as well. Enjoy!"

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Patrick had been sitting at his computer for a few hours. His mind had been racing with so many things he wanted to get done and also some research he wanted to do as well. He had gotten an idea for a new spell he wanted to try which involved digging through the storage room for an old book.

Nessira was down in the shop, putting out some new items. Patrick had found himself getting a bit distracted as he could hear her heels clicking against the old wooden floor. It wasn't even an annoyed distraction, but just this moment where he couldn't stop thinking about his beautiful wife, downstairs, alone.

They had been married a few years now, and he was still just as much in love with her as he had been since he first met her. He never retrieved any memories of his past life as Sebastian, nor had he ever attempted to find a way to do so. Nessira was very adamant about it too, not wanting to risk losing who Patrick was.

He thought about everything that had happened since the day he walked into this shop, seeing the beautiful redhead, mistaking her for his Ex-Girlfriend Jennifer. Of course, he learned later that strangely, she was. Taking her body and taking it over, resurrecting herself, finding out that Jen was from a cursed family of redheads set by Nessira years ago, and giving herself a backup plan if she had lost her body.

He often thought about how strange his life was. He was married to one of the most dangerous succubi in the world. The adopted daughter of Lilith and his very soul belong to her long-lost lover. It was enough to drive any man mad, but his love for her was stronger than any curse.

"Fuck it," Patrick said as he stood up, looking at himself in the mirror for the moment, admiring the scruffy beard he had grown recently, with a few grey hairs in it, wondering why, despite his immortality, there seemed to be more greys popping up.

His heart, beating within his chest, once belonged to Nessira. She had given it to him when his had been pierced by a cursed blade, binding them together. Although he had become a powerful sorcerer, he often wondered how much of his power came from the inhuman heart within his chest.

He did not see or hear from Shadow, his and Nessira's adopted daughter. She had grown into a strong-willed, beautiful blonde woman, just as dangerous as her mother. A mix of a forest nymph, and the corrupted seed of a dark lord, an experiment created by a friend, he found himself constantly surprised by how kind, smart, and wonderful of a young woman she had become. He assumed she was at Gavin's apartment, her long-time boyfriend.

As he walked down the stairs, he stopped, seeing Nessira bent over the counter reading a book. She hadn't even noticed him as of yet, but Patrick found himself staring at the beautiful redhead leaning over, showing the perfect amount of cleavage as his eyes traced down her back, noticing the plump shape of her ass under the fabric of her tight black dress.

"I should start charging you," Nessira said breaking the silence and never looking up from her book.

"Charging? For what?" Patrick said as he continued down the stairs.

"For staring," she replied finally looking up at him with a smile on her face.

"Can you blame me? What are you reading?"

"Just a book of herbs, for potions," she said before he walked around behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist.

"Sounds sexy."

"Really? A list of different plants and fungi sounds sexy to you?"

"Everything you do is sexy to me," he said as he held her close, finding himself getting very turned on all of a sudden.

He looked around the shop, known as Lilith's Erotic Emporium. A store filled with items containing trapped souls of creatures almost as dangerous as Nessira herself. They had been charged with finding safe homes for them, and protecting them until they could.

They had had a lot of success finding lovers for many of them. Demonesses, witches, succubi, and other strange creatures. The cursed cock of Koldak which was an ancient demon trapped in the statue of a penis was now living with his new girlfriend. So many names rattled in Patrick's head, helping his wife protect these beings over the years.

"Are you just going to hold me, or did you want something?" Nessira said getting his attention again as she began to gently rub her ass against his crotch.

"There is so much I want to do to you," he said gently kissing the side of her neck as Nessira let out a slight moan, enjoying his touch.

"Oh really, this old thing?" She asked before turning around. "I am centuries old you know?"

"There is nothing old about you," he said before he leaned forward and kissed her, pulling her close.

"What got you so worked up this morning?" Nessira said as Patrick sucked on the skin on the side of her neck as she sat up on the counter and wrapped her legs around him. "Maybe I'm not in the mood?" Patrick pulled away, raising an eyebrow as he stared at his wife. "Yeah, I'm always ready to go," she said with a mischievous grin as she felt his hand slid up her thigh. "What? Expecting to find panties to pull off? You should know me better than that."

Patrick felt nothing but her soft skin as his hands slid around her ass. "What if someone walks in?" Patrick asked looking over at the door.

Nessira snapped her finger and Patrick heard a click as the front door shut and locked, and all the shades pulled down. "Is that better? Now you are trapped in with a succubus."

"Or maybe you're trapped in here with a powerful sorcerer," he said, kissing her before he started to kneel in front of her, sliding up her skirt.

Nessira began to get excited as Patrick slid her dress up and got closer to her slit with his mouth. She remembered their first night together before she knew who he was, and the talented tongue he used to pleasure her in a way no other mortal ever could. The tongue that convinced her to spare his life, thinking she would make use of him instead of just sucking the life out of him.

"FUCK!" She yelled, feeling his tongue start to tease her, starting slow and driving her crazy as she slid off her heels, rubbing her feet against his back before he gently spread her legs apart further.

Patrick was so turned on, hearing his wife's moans. The Red Witch, one of the most feared, and powerful succubi, also sorceresses in the world was moaning his name and begging for more as he attack her clit with his tongue. She ran her fingers through his hair, biting her lip as her body quivered at her husband's touch.

She suddenly felt like she was being watched, as many of the creatures trapped in the different items scattered around the shop seemed to be watching this. Some of them could feel the list poring from them. Others envied the mortal man that Nessira had taken as her mate, wondering what Patrick had that so many otherworldly creatures didn't, or what he could give her that they could not to win the heart of Lilith's daughter.

The smell of sex filled the air as Nessira moaned even louder, her fluids dripping all over the wooden counter beneath her. She pulled on Patrick's hair as her body began to shake before soaking her lover's fave with her fluids. He did not even flinch as he continued to make her pleasure last even longer as Nessira yelled out, going crosseyed as she leaned forward, tightening her legs around her husband's head while she waited for her body to relax.

"Fuck........ holy fuck!" She said before releasing her grip on Patrick's face and letting him up. "How the fuck do you do that?" She asked, still catching her breath.

"Trade secret," he said wiping his mouth. "And that's not even sorcerer's magic."

"You've had a magic tongue since the day I met you," she said with a smile, her skin covered in sweat. "Did you all enjoy that?" Nessira asked, turning towards the shop.

"Oh shit, were they watching?" Patrick asked, sometimes forgetting that many of these objects held the souls of creatures under Lilith's protection.

"Does it matter?" She said, turning her attention back towards him as she ran her finger along the rim of his pants. "You didn't think I would leave you hanging, did you?" She asked as she slid down his pants, letting his fully erect cock free. "Well, maybe hanging wasn't the proper term to use."

"We could take this upstairs," He said letting out a shocked moan as her fingers gently rubbed his member.

"But our audience wants a climax," she joked before gently pushing him back with her foot and sliding off the counter. As she got on her knees, still running her finger along his shaft, she had a sinister look in her eye as she looked up at him. "Take a good look," she said, speaking to all the souls in the shop. "The only man to bring the red witch to her knees."

Patrick nervously waved, suddenly feeling awkward. Through all the years they had been together, they had never had sex in the store, and feeling the gaze of creatures, varying from lust to jealousy and even anger, he was starting to understand why.

Nessira placed a gentle kiss on the tip of Patrick's throbbing member, leaving behind a slight stain of lipstick, almost as if marking her territory. Not that she ever had to worry about Patrick cheating on her, but she enjoyed the game.

Even now, she could feel how nervous he was as she had his balls in her hands and his sex organ at her mercy. So many men had died from the pleasure she had unleashed upon them, and she knew that the dangers of having sex with a succubus were quite the turn-on for her husband. He was immune to her deadly quirks of course, but she did sometimes enjoy making him feel like his life was in danger.

"You know, sometimes it is rather annoying, being unable to take your life," she said before gently wrapping her lips around his tip again.

"What?" He asked, shaking with anticipation.

"We've had so much fun together, and one day I will discover a way to feast on your delicious essence. Even if I have to try, every day, from now until the end of time," she said as her eyes began to glow red as she looked up at him. She could sense how aroused he was by this, and it brought a smile to her face. "You want me to try, don't you? You want to know what it is truly like to have your soul ripped from your body, by a succubus?"

"Holy shit," Patrick said as his cock twitched with anticipation, leaking precum onto the floor as she continued to tease him.

On the shelf by the window, there were a handful of penis-shaped statues, containing the souls of different sex demons, cursed long ago. They were all listening, watching, and even starting to ooze black sime from their tips as they were so aroused watching the Red Witch and tease her husband.

"Calm down boys," Nessira said, smelling the demonic cum dripping from the other side of the store. "Only one cock will get release from me," she said before she grabbed Patrick's member and gave it a strong kiss, right on his frenulum.

"Oh fuck..... NO!" Patrick said, knowing this move that she did a few times which she called the "Kiss of ."

Patrick felt a powerful surge of pleasure as he began to cum violently while Nessira held his cock in her hand while still gently sucking the underside of his cock's head. It was one of the most intense orgasms that he ever felt which was incredible but also rather powerful. The last time Nessira performed this move, his cock was sore for a day afterwards which is why she didn't do it often.

Patrick's body shook as he yelled out, holding on to the shelf behind him as his cock squirted cum wildly. Streams of sticky white fluids plastered Nessira's cheek, but it was strong enough to squirt up to ten feet away, leaving a trail from where he stood to the back wall of the shop as Nessira just held his cock and let him enjoy himself for however long this would last.

"Oh shit...... shit....... why?" He asked as his cock was still dribbling cum on the floor but was starting to calm down.

"Because you deserved it. What kind of wife would I be if I didn't deliver Earth-shattering orgasms to my husband," she said wiping the cum off her cheek and then licking it from her hand.

"Fuck, I love you so much," he said as he held his dick in his hand for a moment. "But I was hoping to......"

Nessira placed her finger on his lips and said: "Now you can concentrate on the work you need to do, without any distractions. Once you are done, then I know a few tricks to make you feel up for more, and then we can have some real fun," she said, kissing him on the lips.

"You're right, of course," he said knowing that it would be at least half a day before he was aroused again, and he could concentrate on the spell he was working on.

As he pulled his pants up, Nessira snapped her fingers, lifting the shades and unlocking the front door again. There was a puddle of black slime on the floor by the shelf filled with penis statues and also the trial of cum that Patrick had made as well. Nessira had returned to her book and Patrick was about to help her clean up when Nessira stopped him.

"No no, you have work to do. I will take care of the mess," Nessira said waving him off as she continued to read her book before snapping her fingers again.

Patrick watched as all the dirty floorboards suddenly started flipping themselves over throughout the shop, almost as if just hiding the stains underneath. He smiled, enjoying the wonders of the life he had inherited by marrying Lilith's daughter before heading into the back storage room to find that book he was looking for.