The Enchantress Excerpt

His overnight bag was packed. A fresh shirt and suit hung in a zippered travel bag. He checked his watch; it was only seven o'clock so to pass the time, he watched an episode of Law and Order.

Lying across his bed was a grievous error. Bryce got too comfortable and fell asleep. Deeply asleep. He didn't hear the phone ring at nine-thirty and he didn't hear his Ajali's urgent voice on his answering machine.

But he heard The Voice whispering his name. In that in between state of consciousness when one is not quite asleep and not quite awake, Bryce struggled to become fully alert. He was almost there, but something was overpowering him, pulling him back into that dark dreamy place that he now feared.

The Voice cajoled him; calling him sweetly. Invisible fingers drew him deeper into the abyss. But he fought the overwhelming dark force that tried to lore him back to sleep. Bryce thrashed and kicked; he would not surrender. He tried to yell for help, but no sounds escaped his lips. He banged his head against the headboard, but was still held in the dark grip.

He slapped and scratched his own face; he'd do anything to wake the hell up. More frightened than he'd ever been in his life, he stopped fighting for a split second and tried to gather his thoughts, maybe he was going about it all wrong. Furious, he began cursing in his mind: Let me go, bitch! The darkness persisted and grew stronger. Get the fuck off me! The invisible force became excited; gleeful in fact. And by the time Bryce realized that his anger and the use of profanity strengthened his enemy, it was too late. He was able to open his eyes wide. Floating above him was a smoky outline of the woman in his dreams. She lowered her beautiful ethereal body directly over Bryce and looked him directly in the eye, mesmerizing and paralyzing him at once with her beauty. His eyes, the only part of his body able to move, blinked in terror. No longer able to put up a fight, Bryce's consciousness was being slowly and seductively dragged into a place where he and Eris would engage in unspeakable ghostly sexuality.

For a brief moment, just before he was hurled into the darkness, he shifted his eyes toward the bedroom window and caught a glimpse of the bright full moon.

Cradled by limbs that felt more like tentacles than arms, Bryce screamed to be released. But Eris held him tight and nuzzled him, speaking seductively in his ear. When she pushed her heavy breasts against his face, Bryce clamped his teeth closed and pressed his lips together until they felt as if they were sealed shut. He refused to be enticed again into drinking this creature's foul curdled milk.

Oddly, he could feel her hot flesh against his. And to his horror he discovered he was naked. What happened to his clothes-the jeans, tee shirt and sneakers he'd been wearing? Oh dear God why was this happening to him?

Eris kissed and licked at his tightly closed lips. A shiver of pleasure ran up his spine, but Bryce fought temptation and kept his mouth clamped shut.

Then Eris lowered her mouth and begin to nibble at Bryce's neck. He shuddered involuntarily but remained unyielding and rigid until she slithered onto her belly and began sucking his balls. He cried out in passion; he cried out in fear as her hot tongue darted out and traveled from his scrotum to his aching manhood.

His frazzled mind couldn't begin to comprehend what was taking place. The woman was giving him an indescribable feeling of intense pleasure. It felt so good; he began to babble. Hearing incoherent nonsense pouring from his lips frightened him. Then Bryce suddenly realized that he was speaking in a foreign tongue. It was an ancient language that he had no conscious awareness of yet he fully understood every strange syllable that came forth from the depths of his soul and gushed from his lips. A plea to the gods to spare him-to save his soul for he felt that his very essence was being sucked away as the strange female being slithered around on her belly like a snake, darting out a long and fiery forked tongue that licked and caressed both his scrotum and his penis at the same time.

His face contorted into a pre-ejaculatory grimace and then he woke up.