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Trigger Warnings: Every warning here appears multiple times throughout the story. Our “hero” is a demon and does not align entirely with human standards of morality. Possible triggers areSomnophilia,dub-con, non-con, mind control, violence (against other men not the female lead), interracial kink (no slurs are used ever), stalking, breeding kink, kidnapping.If anything chapter specific occurs I will include it at the beginning of said chapter so you know to skip it if it’s too much. This work is erotic and romantic fiction and not to be taken seriously or condone said actions. The hero himself is self aware and knows/states his actions are wrong throughout the story, he simply doesn’t care. If you’ve gotten this far, and this is up your alley, please enjoy and note that the first chapter starts with somnophilia, stalking, and non-con to set the tone of the story and our “hero”.



Chapter One

Artem drums his fingers on his desk as he listens to Adam talk to the Chief in the doorway. How damn long are they going to stand there? This isn’t a rest stop. Artem thought, itching to turn his monitor back on and check on her. As the chief leaves, Adam turns back to Artem. Adam’s tail sways, the tuft of hair flicking on the end. “Good job on that last case, partner. Gonna go for a coffee run. Want anything?”

Artem maintains his outward calm, his expression one of boredom. “Sure, sure. Get me one of those sugary lattes you pretend you don’t like.” He says dismissively. Hurry up and get out, he thinks as he watches Adam frown and growl softly. “I don’t like sweet drinks.” Artem snorts at the lion’s denial and slightly smirks despite his internal irritation. “Whatever you say, Adam.” Adam huffs as he leaves Artem’s office, closing the door with a soft click. Fucking finally. Artem stands and crosses the room to the door, locking it.

Once settled back at his desk he pressed a button to wake his second monitor. A shudder ran down Artem’s spine and he felt a familiar tightening in his groin. On screen the object of his desire was laying on a plush couch reading aromance novel. “You’re finally halfway through, I’ll need to catch up.” Artem murmured as his crimson eyes roamed over her rich brown skin barely concealed by her silk nightgown. He let out a shaky breath with his eyes glued to the screen as he moved a hand down to unzip his black slacks. The woman on screen giggled and blushed at her book as she rolled over onto her stomach. “Ah, fuck.” Artem hissed as his black gloved hand caressed his stiffening length.

The way her short nightgown rode up exposing more of her ass was doing things to his brain. He slowly stroked himself under his desk as he watched her, his erection almost painful with need. “The things I would do to you, bunny…” Artem groaned softly, gently squeezing the tip on every stroke. He’d been stalking her for half a year now, after spotting her at a bar. His incubus instincts had taken over making him painfully hard as he’d imprinted with her. His cybernetic heart stuttered in his chest and his jaw clenched as she stood up from the couch and stretched. “Not yet, don’t leave bunny.” He mumbled at the screen, increasing the speed of his strokes. Precum beaded at the tip, trailing down his stiff cock and coating his glove. He felt a sense of triumph laced with desire as she put her book down and stepped out of her nightgown.

His crimson gaze latched onto her now exposed breasts on screen, the thin scrap of her panties begging to be removed. “You’re such a damn tease. You know you look good, don’t you? Fucking hell, I want those tits in my face.” Artem’s face flushed with heat as he continued to furiously masturbate, his fingers rubbing over the ridges on his thick cock. He could feel his climax coming on, his balls drawing up tight. The wet sounds of his strokes filled the silence of his office as Artem watched her strip her panties off unaware he was watching her through a hidden camera. The moment his eyes landed on her perfect pussy he came with a groan, semen shooting out of his cock in thick ropes and coating his glove.“Hah…hah…shit…” Artem panted and caught his breath as he leaned back in his chair.

On-screen the woman left the room, presumably to go shower, leaving Artem in shambles at his desk. He’d gotten his release but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough until he made her his. Artem peeled off his soiled glove with a sigh, tossing it in the trash and replacing it with a fresh one from his desk. He cleaned himself up with a few tissues and tucked his cock back into his slacks. Artem checked the camera one more time before pressing a button to turn his second monitor off. Crossing the room, he unlocked his office door before returning to his desk. Opening a locked drawer in his desk he took out the same romance novel the woman had been reading, flipping to the last page he’d read. A small smile graces his mouth as his eyes scan the lewd words on the page. “My bunny has excellent taste, as always.”

Artem spends the rest of his lunch break reading and when Adam returns with coffee he gives him aquelling look as he briefly puts the book down. “Don’t start. Thanks for the coffee.” Artem takes the cup Adam hands him as the lion tries to contain his laughter. “What the hell are you reading?” Artem takes a sip of the caramel latte before setting the paper cup aside. “What’s it look like? My girlfriend likes this stuff, so I wanted to check it out. See what she’s into.” Artem says casually as he places a bookmark between the pages of the novel. Adam does an approximation of a raised brow on his feline face.“Since when do you have a girlfriend, Avarice? Neither of us have the time.”

Artem knows full well he doesn’t have a girlfriend, but to him she counts as one. He knows everything about her. Her hopes and dreams, her nightmares. Over the past six months he’s spent every free moment getting to know her, scouring her social media and breaking into her house to look through her things. He still had a particularly racy pair of her panties he’d stolen at his house under his pillow, for when the urge struck him.“What, are you jealous?” Artem smirked at his partner, knowing just how to get under the lion’s skin after their years of working together. Adam grunts in response, his lashing tail showcasing the irritation that his face doesn’t show. As the pair delve into work and sip their coffees Artem makes plans to visit her at her job tonight. He knew he’d see her in the morning on the first day of the semester, but he couldn’t wait. He needed to see her, to smell her chocolate-cherry scent and imagine how delicious she’d taste. Artem subtly adjusted his pants under his desk to hide his growing erection.

Hours later Artem stretched and checked his watch, quickly standing up from his desk. The last thing he wanted to do was get caught up in helping an officer or another detective. He had plans to see the woman of his dreams, and overtime wasn’t part of it. “I’m gonna head out Velvedere,” Artem said casually as he passed by Adam on his way out of the building. He didn’t wait for a response, his stride purposeful as he left the building and headed to his car. As he got into the driver’s side he set his phone on its mount and turned on a playlist of her favorite songs. He knew all the words by heart and hummed along as he pulled out of the parking lot. The dark rainy streets of Tenebrae flashed by out of the windows as he drove downtown to Starlight by muscle memory. Briefly glancing at his watch he knew at this hour she would be busy behind the bar, slammed with orders from customers. Perfect. He could watch her uninhibited as she’d be too preoccupied to notice him. He didn’t want to give himself away too early. Their first official meeting tomorrow had to be perfect. He’d prepared meticulously, changing his off work wardrobe to suit her tastes. Artem knew visually he was her type. His dark magnetism, crimson eyes, and deep dimples would catch her attention right away. Factor in his tattoos and biceps and it was nearly impossible she wouldn’t take an interest. But he’d had to be sure and had studied every ex she’d ever had, and man she’d taken a second glance at. He would be all of that and more, all to gain her trust and love. And if she didn’t give it willingly, he could always control her mind. It didn’t matter to him how it happened if she was his alone.

Parking his car on the far side of Starlight’s parking lot he exited his vehicle and approached the building. He loosened his tie as he approached the bouncer, an easy smile plastered on his face. Show time. “Hey there, I’m awell-known celebrity but I want to keep it low-key. Mind letting me in ahead of the line?” Artem grinned at the muscular bouncer, letting a trickle of power slip into his voice. The bouncer’s blue eyes gained a tinge of pink, a sign of Artem’s influence. “Yeah sure, go on in.” The bouncer grunts in a dazed tone and steps aside to let Artem in. He chuckles to himself as the line of waiting people yells in protest, the deep bass from the music embracing him as he slips inside. Starlight was packed as always with drunken college kids congregating around the bar and DJ’s station. Artem’s crimson gaze locked onto her immediately, the neon blue lights under the bar giving her an ethereal glow. She was serving cocktails to agroup of men who looked like they wanted to eat her alive. He couldn’t blame them, she was gorgeous. But he wouldn’t stand for anyone harassing his bunny either.

Artem’s eyes narrowed as the men catcalled her as she handed them their drinks. He knew that smile she gave them. It was her working smile, the one that got her tips. It made his heart clench, but he knew it wasn’t the real thing. That was reserved for lovers and family, but soon it would belong to only him. When she walked away, Artem approached the group at the bar.“Get lost.” He said tersely, his crimson eyes flashing dangerously. The men laughed at him and turned around to whistle for her to come back. “I said, Get lost.” His voice sent a fissure of fear through them, his demonic aura flaring their natural sense of danger. The group quickly got off their stools and left, giving Artem a wide berth. Satisfied, he found a place near the wall opposite the bar where he could keep a good view of her.

For several hours he battled his desire for her, watching the way her pleated miniskirt bounced with every step she took. He palmed his dick through his pants, biting back a groan. He was distracted from his lust with a curse as amassive anthropomorphic black wolf entered the bar followed by several lackeys. The damn mutt is here. Great. Artem’s chest burned with jealousy as he watched her lean over the bar to wrap her arms around the wolf. The beast rubbed its furry cheeks on top of her head, huffing to make sure she had his scent. Fucking Cordova. What the hell does she see in him? He can’t even give her children like I could. Artem grit his teeth as the wolves sat down at the bar. He’d looked into Vincent Cordova extensively trying to gauge if he could kill him to get his competition out of the way.

Unfortunately, the pup was the mayor’s son and the nephew of the most notorious mob boss in the city. Artem’s eye twitched as Vincent licked her neck when she served him a drink. Artem took a steadying breath, forcing himself to remain calm. She might belong to that beast for now but she would be his soon. He watched the wolves converse with her, eating out of the palm of her hand as she scratched Vincent behind one ear. Vincent growled low in his throat, “Are you coming over tonight bunny?”Vincent’s golden eyes locked on her dark ones, the meaning of the message clear in the slight hopeful wag of his tail. “I don’t know…we’ve got the first day of the semester tomorrow.” She said shyly as she pulled her hand away from his ear. “I want to but we both know you’re pretty insatiable V. I won’t get any sleep.”

Artem’s eye twitched again as his cybernetically enhanced hearing caught her words. Tch, as if that beast could compare to me. Insatiable my ass. He thought as he reached into his jacket for a cigarette. Flicking the lighter, he clenched the cigarette between his teeth as he watched her giggle at Vincent’s constant groping and scent marking. He took a long drag, exhaling a plume of smoke into the dimly lit club. A sense of deadly calm took over him as his jealousy reached a peak. He wouldn’t wait until tomorrow to see her. Clearly he had to act now so she’d know she was his, not the mutt’s. He could envision it now, making her sleeping body bend to his will and remember him instinctively. He took another drag as his plan came together in his mind, a sinister smile forming on his face. Yes, that would be the perfect punishment for making him watch that pup touch her. Artem turned his back as he sensed her gaze turning his way. He didn’t want her to see his face. Not yet. Not until tomorrow. But tonight he’d indulge himself a little while teaching her who she belongs to at the same time.

When it was almost time for her to clock out of work, Artem left the bar and headed to the far end of the parking lot where his car was parked. He kept his gaze locked on the entrance to Starlight, waiting for her to emerge with the mutt. His demonic vision allowed him to see her clearly at even this distance and he hummed softly to himself when she finally stepped outside. Vincent and his pack converged around her, walking her to her car near the entrance. Artem narrowed his eyes as she got on her tip toes and kissed Vincent’s snout, the anthropomorphic wolf’s tail wagging in response to the innocent gesture. Artem waited patiently despite the dark rage that filled him. When she finally drove away he got into his car and followed her home, keeping a safe distance to avoid her notice. He hummed along to her favorite song as he parked his car farther down the street and waited for her to walk inside her home. His thoughts turned erotic as he sat in his car, his incubus instincts coming to the forefront of his mind. He needed to taste her, to feed on her as she climaxed against his tongue.

Three hours later when the lights finally went off in her house he made his move. Exiting his vehicle Artem walked up the sidewalk to her home, his hands in the pockets of his jacket. Slipping a key out of his pocket he unlocked her front door. The house was dark and silent as he entered the threshold and quietly closed the door behind himself. He mentally praised his forethought of getting a copy of her house key using the spare she kept under the mat. He hadn’t been back inside since he planted the hidden cameras, and he felt a thrill at knowing she was upstairs sleeping peacefully. Artem approached the foot of the stairs with his blood rushing in his ears. If he continued down this path, this would take their one-sided relationship to the next level.

Artem felt a stirring in his groin as he slowly climbed the stairs. His ears strained for any sounds of life, only catching her soft breathing as he stepped foot on the landing. His body thrummed with need as he approached her bedroom door and paused to listen once more for any sign of her being awake. Hearing none he slowly turned the door handle and opened the door, peeking inside. She lay on her side with her back to him and her face to the window. The moonlight filtering through the curtains illuminated her features and made her look even more vulnerable to him. Artem’s breathing grew heavy as he closed the bedroom door and silently approached the bed. Finally, it’s just you and I, darling. He reached out to touch her dark curls. He’d been obsessed with them and her beautifully rich skin from the moment he’d imprinted. They felt as soft as they looked as he dug his finger into the thick mass of her locks. Artem leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her sleeping mouth, making his heart race with excitement. The only thing that would make this moment better would be to have her dark eyes looking back at him. But he couldn’t be picky, not yet anyway. Once she craved him, he’d be able to take her while looking into those beautiful eyes. For now, Artem would move onto the next phase of his plan.

“I didn’t think this was how our first time would go bunny, but I have to punish you. You’re too attached to that mutt, when all your love belongs to me alone.”Artem whispered into her ear, his demonic power in his voice lulling her into a deeper sleep. “I’ll have to hold back, just a little. Don’t worry, when you’re all mine I’ll give you the full experience of my love, bunny.” Artem shivered in anticipation as he slowly pulled the blanket down to her waist and climbed onto the bed. He removed his jacket and shoes before loosening his tie further. He rolled his sleeves up to his forearms as he looked down at her sleeping form. Artem reached out one gloved hand to pull down the top of her nightgown exposing her breasts to him. His crimson eyes roamed her exposed skin as his thumb tweaked one of her nipples. It pebbled underneath his gentle touch making his cock twitch in his slacks.

So damn beautiful. He thought as he pinched and rolled one nipple between his fingers while leaning down to capture the other in his mouth. Artem let out a soft groan as he sucked on the hardened peak with fervor, flicking his tongue over it. His mind emptied of all thoughts but her as he sucked harder and gently bit on the dark bud. Artem looked up to watch her expressions as he noticed her starting to squirm in her forced sleep. He moved his mouth to the opposite nipple, while he reached his hand down between her thighs. A deep groan escaped him as he felt her growing wetness on his glove. He rubbed a finger in a circular motion on her clit as he continued sucking on her hardened nipples. Her breathing became labored in her sleep as her legs subconsciously parted wider to give him better access. The scent of her arousal flooded his senses, the tell-tale signs of her impending orgasm sending blood straight to his groin. Artem pulled his mouth away from her breast with a satisfied smirk. “My poor bunny needs it so bad, don’t you?”

Artem got off the bed and moved to stand near her head. He reached out his clean hand to turn her face towards him. “Time for your punishment first, darling.” Artem murmured as he freed his cock from his pants and rubbed the tip against her lips. Her brow furrowed in her sleep, unable to wake up even if she’d wanted to. Artem opened her mouth with one hand as he slowly pushed his throbbing cock inside. He bit back a curse as her warm and wet mouth enveloped him, her tongue on the underside of his dick. “That’s it, good girl.” Artem whispered shakily as he started to thrust slowly, keeping his strokes shallow. His fingers tangled in her dark curls as he held her in place, loving the lewd sounds she made in her sleep. He increased his depth slowly as he spoke, making sure she stayed asleep. “Your body will remember me after tonight. I want you to forget all about that mutt. I’m the one this body belongs to.” Artem’s eyes roll back as his cock enters her throat, her lips pressed against his groin.

He pulls back slowly before surgin”forward again, taking her throat in a slow and steady rhythm. Her throat constricts around him as she gags slightly, sending shivers through his body. He increases his pace thrusting faster as he leans over and braces his free hand on the bed. He grunts with every thrust, his eyes half lidding as her sleeping form gags and mewls under him. “Almost there bunny, then its your turn.” He whispers reassuringly as he loses himself to pleasure. “You don’t know how much I wish this was your gorgeous cunt. How badly I want to breed you.” Artem groans, feeling his balls draw up tight. With a final thrust he ejaculates down her throat, imagining its her pussy instead. Artem pets her hair as he pulls out of her mouth, pleased she took him so well. “Such a good bunny.” He murmurs as he crouches down to kiss her.

When he breaks the kiss Artem tucks his still hard cock into his slacks and climbs on the bed once more. His stomach growls with hunger and his mouth waters. “You deserve this, darling.” Artem muttered lovingly as he spread her thighs wider and lowered his mouth to her wet pussy. Her skin was even more slick than before he fucked her throat, and he chuckled at the knowledge she enjoyed it even in her sleep. His tongue traced a slow path up her pussy lips, savoring her taste with a low moan. She tastes even better than I dreamed. Artem thinks as he continues his slow licks, pausing to blow gently on her clit before sucking it between his lips. He smiles against her skin as he feels her pussy twitch. He sucks hard on her clit, letting go with a wet pop. As she starts to whimper in her sleep he continues his pattern of long slow licks and hard sucks on her clit, blowing gently and making her shiver.

Focusing on licking and sucking on her hardened bud he inserts two fingers into her clenching hole. He curls them upward as he thrusts them, rubbing on just the right spot to make her walls twitch harder. Artem looks up to watch her expression as he increases the pace of his fingers. Her face is flushed, quiet whimpers and moans escaping her lips as her sleeping body writhes. Artem smirks in satisfaction when she finally climaxes, her walls pulsing and clenching around his gloved fingers. He pulls his mouth away with a final kiss to her clit as he says, “Good girl, bunny. That felt good didn’t it? You taste so damn perfect.”Artem removes his fingers when her orgasm passes, licking her drenched pussy clean with a moan.

He sits up and looks down at her almost completely naked body, pulling out his phone to take several pictures. His heart races as he does, getting various angles with his gloved hands on her breasts and holding her sleeping face. Mine. His instincts scream at him to go all the way, to mark his mate, his territory. He forces the feeling aside as he pockets his phone, fixes her clothes, and tucks her in under the blanket. Despite his lust atender feeling blooms in his chest as he stands. Artem is loath to leave her bedroom when he’d much rather crawl into bed with her and hold her. For a moment he can picture walking down the aisle with her, seeing the love he feels reflected back in her eyes.

But his delusions are shattered by the cold bite of reality. She doesn’t love him, doesn’t even know him, and even if she did his kind tends to scare humans off with their unique…intensity when it comes to relationships. She would never understand why his entire world now revolved around her every breath. And she could never return that depth of feeling. Not that Artem cared that he’d always love her more, as long as she loved him back. As long as she was his alone, he could endure anything. And she would be his, that was non-negotiable in his mind.

He took a small box out of the pocket of his jacket and set it on her nightstand. He’d seen her eyeing the necklace a week ago when she’d been on a date with Vincent. The idiot wolf hadn’t noticed but Artem had. She’d clearly wanted it, he’d seen the longing reflected in her eyes, but had been too modest to ask for what she wanted. She’ll never need to ask with me. He sighed softly, leaning down to kiss her forehead and memorize her adorable sleeping face. His hunger somewhat satiated, Artem left her bedroom and headed downstairs.

As he was about to leave her house he couldn’t help but notice her messy living room. Clean clothes were piled high on the couch and, as expected, when he checked her fridge barely anything was in it. Not because she couldn’t afford it, but she barely ate most days and rarely had the energy to do more than work. Artem frowned as he checked the various pill bottles on the kitchen island. Melatonin, half full. Sertraline, a quarter left. Of course the vitamins are completely full. Artem mentally catalogued each bottle as he shook them.

Deciding he would take care of her even if she didn’t take care of herself, Artem got to work. He cleaned her kitchen, folded and put away her laundry, all while she slept upstairs. He looked around the room and felt pleased with his handiwork. Vincent doesn’t even care enough to check on you but Ido. I see you bunny, every part of you. Artem debated restocking her fridge, but he knew that would alert her to his presence more than his gift or his cleaning. She could pass off the clean house as forgetting she’d done it. Maybe even assume the necklace came from Vincent, although the idea rankled Artem. But even the most forgetful human wouldn’t forget buying a full fridge and freezer of groceries. He’d just have to have some delivered after he left, and let her assume what she wanted about who sent them.

Satisfied with his productive night he finally slipped out of her home, locking her door, and remotely arming her alarm system on his phone. He made another mental note to start checking it every night on his app. It was top of the line but it hadn’t been armed and if it had, he wouldn’t have been able to get In. Which was great for him but he didn’t want anyone else, anyone dangerous, getting to her either. Artem walked down the street to his car, whistling as he thought ahead to tomorrow. It would be the first day of the semester, and he’d made sure to enroll in all of the same classes as her. The thought that he’d soon be talking to her, finally having those eyes look his way, made his heart skip abeat. As Artem got into his car and drove away he mentally vowed to not let anyone, not even her mutt boyfriend, stand in his way.