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Cyrus 

As I stepped inside the large double doors to my mother's castle, I was instantly met by low moans and intertwined whispers. I walked slowly, my hands in my pockets as I made my way up the

blood-red carpeted staircase.

Half-naked demons were lounging around everywhere I looked, their black eyes on me as I passed by. The red light my mother insisted on having on at all times was enhancing the sexual atmosphere throughout the castle, but I supposed that was her goal.

Music drifted through the air. The soft eerie voice of a woman singing was the only thing I liked about this place.

Being an Incubus, I shared the urges all these other demons felt. I knew the cravings they had. I knew the thirst and need that haunted them, but hell, I could control myself. Did they all need to act so out of control? I walked by four demons tangled together on the floor and pinned a Succubus, a female sex demon, with a glare as she reached out to me.