Riel's thighs trembled, spread apart by his huge hands, revealing her oozing slit. She couldn't steady her breath because of her excitent. The thick weapon throbbing in her eyes caused her chest to flutter.
Even after enjoying a pleasant climax, the succubus beca hungrier for more, the movents of her hips more animated as she tried to entice him.
She wanted him to ravish her once again.
"..."
Asmodeus knelt between her thighs, spreading her legs with his tail, wrapping around the soft at, and lifting them higher, exposing her sticky entrance oozing with honey.
"Such a lewd woman!"
His gaze made it hard to think.
Those blue eyes held no rcy. Just hunger. Control. Possession.
"Are you still afraid of ?"
"No…"
Her voice barely rose.
"I'm afraid.... of how much I need you."
His thumb brushed her cheek before dragging it down to her lips. Riel didn't pull away, instead opening her lips slightly, accepting the touch and heat.
"You still want more?"
Her body answered before her words, shifting her hips and lifting them to seek more friction.
Her body answered before her words did. Her hips shifted, thighs pressed together, seeking friction.
"Yes."
"Then ask."
Riel swallowed. Her pride warred with the need inside her. But her body didn't lie. She could feel how wet she still was. How empty.
"I want you."
"Where?"
Her face flushed instantly.
She looked at him—this man who once saved her, destroyed her, and still claid her heart after all of it. He waited, calm. His hand didn't move. His expression never changed. But the pressure in the room grew heavier with every second.
She clenched her hands in the sheets.
"…Inside ."
"Be specific."
Riel looked away, but only for a second. She turned back, trembling slightly. Her voice ca out softer than before.
"My pussy… I want it. Please… fill ."
His smirk was slow. Unapologetic. The kind that made her heart pound and her core clench.
"You're honest now."
His cock pressed against her soaked folds, hot and thick, pulsing against her trembling entrance.
"Breathe, deep."
Riel nodded faintly, lips parted, eyes wide with a shimr of gold behind the haze. Her body was already soaked—her folds glistening, twitching, welcoming. But still nervous. Still trembling as her thighs tightened around his hips.
He pushed forward slowly.
The tip t resistance—her folds parting with a wet, quiet squelch as her soft lips giving way inch by inch. Her entire body jerked at the first stretch. The heat inside her clung to him like velvet, too tight, too wet, her walls fluttering around him as if unsure whether to pull him in or force him out.
"Nnnh…!"
Asmodeus grunted when his mber reached halfway, the hot, squishy walls of Riel churning around him with each breathy gasp. Her brows knight as she whimpered, the thick shaft spreading her to the limit, causing her to feel a dull ache.
"Still with ?"
He gripped her hips tighter with a faint smile.
She gave a small, trembling, "Mmn…"
Her body trembled beneath him, thighs twitching around his waist. Asmodeus pushed deeper, spreading her inch by inch—until he fulled penetrated her.
A thick squelch echoed in the room.
Her insides clenched.
And her voice finally cracked.
"Ah… haa… haaa—!"
Riel's back lifted the mont his cock reached her depths, the heavy pressure causing her to gasp, brushing her nipples against his chest as she throbbed on his cock, clinging like it missed him for a thousand years.
Asmodeus remained still, enjoying the constant pulse of her insides wrapped around his length. He loved the way her folds rippled as if trying to morise the shape.
"Nn—nnngh…"
Her walls were impossibly tight, gripping him already, coaxing him in and resisting at the sa ti. He didn't force it. He pushed in slowly, deliberately, letting her feel every contour of him as her virgin passage spread to accept his size.
It wasn't longer than usual... but thick. Inhumanly thick. Shaped by her desire.
"You're… perfect," he whispered.
Then he pulled back—just an inch—then thrust in again.
Wet heat welcod him.
Her voice broke into a helpless sound.
"Mmmn… aaah…!"
Another thrust.
Harder.
The sound of skin slapping filled the air—wet, fast, loud.
Squelch. Schlk. Squelch.
She covered her mouth, embarrassed, but her legs didn't stop wrapping around him tighter.
Every thrust forced a new sound from her lips—soft, shaky moans that grew higher each ti he bottod out again.
"Haa… mmn… aaahn…"
The bed creaked.
The sheets wrinkled.
Her inner walls milked his cock, clenching around it like they didn't want him to leave. She tilted her hips without thinking, chasing the next thrust, her whole body burning as pleasure overwheld her.
And then—
"A-Ah! Hahh… Mmn…!"
Her moan spilt out, clear and sweet, trembling with climax as her folds tightened, twitching around him as if trying to trap him inside.
Asmodeus leaned close, lips brushing her ear.
"You're not running away again."
Riel's eyes were unfocused, her fingers gripping his back, her breath shallow.
She nodded.
And whispered, breathless—
"…Again."
——
Their backs arched beautifully.
Two perfect succubi, sweat-slicked and glowing under the soft amber light.
Sariel's blue skin shimred with sweat, her pink hair sticking to her spine. Her ass jutted upward without sha, plump and round, glistening with love juices that dripped slowly between her petals.
Beside her, Riel trembled from her climax—caral skin flushed, her darker blue hair stuck to her cheeks, her body still twitching from her last climax. Her hips were raised too, her thighs shaking, folds swollen and glossy.
Asmodeus licked his lips.
The view alone could've made a normal man cum.
He stepped behind them, his cock thick and heavy, still sared with Riel's cream. When his hand slid along Sariel's ass, she looked back with glowing golden eyes, a grin already pulling at her lips.
"Ehehe~ I want to try what Riel loves too," she said, her voice low and playful.
He pressed against her slimy entrance.
The mont his tip kissed her folds, his body reacted. The Incubus instinct kicked in.
His cock pulsed—twisted slightly, thickening further, lengthening, the shape warping to match what Sariel wanted deep inside.
Longer. Curved and with the brutal thickness that Riel seems to enjoy.
'These perverted succubi!'
Asmodeus punished the cheeky girl.
Her grin faltered.
"A-Ah…?"
He slamd in without warning.
Sariel's eyes widened, mouth forming a perfect 'O' as her head snapped back, wings twitching.
"Ahnn—wha…!?"
Her face twisted, a strange expression of pleasure and disbelief.
He held her hips tight, thrusting again.
Squelch. Schlk. Thrust.
"G-GYAH! Wai—haahn~!"
Her pussy sucked him in, almost vacuum-sealing him in place.
She squirted the second he reached the base, her thighs trembling violently as her juices gushed down her legs and onto the bed.
"Already?" he grunted, pulling out halfway before slamming in again.
Sariel's scream turned guttural. Her entire back spasd.
"Aaaah! Nnnaah~ I-It's too—haaah—too much—!"
Her body didn't stop trembling, squirting again and again, her voice climbing higher each ti until she collapsed forward, her cheek against the sheets, drooling slightly, twitching.
He pulled out—cock shining wet, the air thick with scent.
Without pause, he moved behind Riel.
She looked back weakly, eyes glazed, still recovering.
Her pussy glistened, folds fluttering already.
Then she saw it—the longer, thicker shape of his cock now pointed at her.
"…E-Eh?"
She didn't get to protest.
He pushed in.
Sticky, wet pressure—
Riel made a noise she'd never made before.
Not a moan. Not a cry.
A choked little gasp that hitched in her throat as her hips jerked forward on instinct. Her legs kicked as the tip entered, but Asmodeus gripped her waist and pulled her back, slowly feeding her every inch.
"Ah… ah… ah—!"
Her body convulsed.
She ca the mont he bottod out.
Her hips lifted off the bed, suspended by tension and pure shock as her walls spasd around his cock.
Then she ca again.
And again.
Each thrust forced another one out of her.
Her thighs slapped against his with wet sounds, her body unable to hold still. Riel's voice cracked, too high to be called proper moaning—more like whimpers, helpless wling as the long, thick shape forced her open over and over.
Asmodeus gritted his teeth.
She was milking him.
And yet—
She still wanted more.
He realised he should NEVER underestimate a succubus!
Asmodeus's hands gripped tight, one on each waist—Sariel's smooth blue hips on one side, Riel's trembling caral thighs on the other.
He thrust into one, then the other.
Back and forth.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Wet sounds filled the room—sloppy, obscene, raw.
Sariel's pussy was stretched open, already gaping from her earlier release, but still clinging to him, making ssy, slurping shlicks with every deep thrust.
Riel's cunt twitched each ti he pulled out, creamy strings webbing across his cock as he slamd back into Sariel—then slid back into Riel with a heavy fwop, her walls so tight and sensitive they pulsed around him like she was still mid-orgasm.
"Ahhh—ahhh… Asmodeusss~!"
"Haah… mmmnn…!"
The room stank of sex. Sweat. Sweet succubus nectar and hot, wet skin.
His cock throbbed as he switched again—pounding Sariel until she wailed, her legs weak and twitching, her juices gushing down his thighs.
Alternating between them after every climax.
Then back into Riel—tight, hot, deeper than before.
Squelch—fwop—fwop—fwop!
"AHHN~!"
She couldn't breathe. Couldn't speak.
Her back arched off the bed, her entire body shaking with every slap of his hips.
She was leaking. Overflowing.
Her pussy let out lewd, juicy pops every ti his cock pulled back—then squelched violently when he ramd back in.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Riel's womb clenched.
He felt it—heard the change in her voice.
"F-Fuah—ahhhn—s-sothing's… coming—!"
Her eyes rolled back, hands clawing at the sheets.
That was when he made his choice.
He slamd into her.
Deep.
One final thrust.
Harder than the rest.
And ca.
Hot, thick cum poured into her womb, stuffing her full until it spilled past his cock, running down her thighs, dripping in heavy ropes.
Riel's body jolted.
Then collapsed.
Twitching. Gasping. Legs spread, lips parted, Riel's pussy still squeezing his cock, milk-white fluid oozing out with every heartbeat.
Sariel flopped beside her, eyes dazed, drool on her chin, her legs still twitching from the last round.
The room was a ss.
Sheets soaked. The scent of sweat and sex clung to every surface.
And Asmodeus?
Still hard.
Still inside Riel's spasming cunt, watching the way it pulsed around his cock like it didn't want to let him go.
He let out a breathless laugh.
"…Succubi, huh."
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