The Incubus System Chapter 818: Crazy Yandere's Obsession IV

Chapter 818: Crazy Yandere's Obsession IV

The Incubus System Chapter 808. Crazy Yandere's Obsession IV

She pressed her lips to mine. Her touch was invasive, her kisses demanding, and her intentions... nightmarish.

Ruby explored my face, neck, and chest with a possessive hunger, her hands roaming as if marking as her territory.

But I remained resolute. My lips were pressed into a firm line, refusing to respond to her passion.

Frustrated by my lack of reciprocation, she grew more forceful.

With a sudden, almost violent motion, she forced my mouth open and plunged her tongue inside. I could taste the desperation in her kiss.

She explored my mouth with a fervor that bordered on madness.

When she finally broke the kiss, a string of saliva lingered between us. My expression remained cold and unyielding.

Ruby's face lood close to mine, her eyes locked onto mine as she asked in a voice laced with desire, "Do you love it?"

I didn't need to respond with words; my expression said it all. My face remained impassive, the coldness in my eyes unmistakable.

Did I look like I loved any of this?

Her disappointnt was evident, and for a mont, her manic intensity seed to waver. But then, she laughed.

"It's okay, Ethan," she cooed, her voice a chilling contrast to her supposed reassurance. "This is all part of your purification. You'll have to be patient."

Ruby's lips pressed against my neck, her breath hot and uneven as she planted a series of feverish kisses on my skin. Her hand began to travel southward, fingers tracing the contours of my body through the fabric of my jeans. Yet, I remained as still as stone.

With a sudden burst of strength, she tore the remaining shreds of my clothing away.

But then, the tattered remnants of my clothes dissolved into an eerie dark aura.

Shock flashed across Ruby's face as she stared at the ethereal remnants in her hand, her fingers trembling. She quickly averted her gaze from the shadowy substance, her eyes widening in realization.

I broke the silence, exhaling a breath with tension. "It's a sha it has to end here," I said, the words slipping past my lips with a cold, detached amusent.

A wicked grin crept across my face, replacing the fear that had initially taken hold.

In the blink of an eye, I used my Teleportation skill. Like a shadow, I vanished.

I reappeared, my form seamlessly transitioning from shadow to substance, standing directly behind Ruby.

Swiftly, I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body against mine. My other hand slid around her delicate neck, fingers pressing just enough to send a shiver down her spine. She gasped.

For a mont, we existed in a strange and volatile dance, my dark aura intertwining with her human form.

The roles had reversed, and I was no longer the helpless captive. Instead, I held the reins of power.

"Ruby, Ruby, Ruby," I mused, my tone laced with a curious blend of annoyance and intrigue.

I shook my head slowly, my eyes narrowing. "Your obsession is both infuriating and oddly impressive, you know?" I confessed, allowing a hint of genuine curiosity to seep into my voice. "I'm not quite sure what to make of it."

She blinked in surprise, perhaps expecting a more hostile response from .

The sudden shift in our dynamic had taken her off guard, and her confusion was palpable.

"You're a demon?" she stamred, her words tinged with disbelief.

The question hung in the air, and for a mont, the basent seed to hold its breath.

Her voice had barely reached my ears when a sardonic chuckle escaped my lips. It started as a low, rumbling sound, but quickly escalated into full-blown laughter that echoed through the dimly lit space.

"Demon," I repeated. Still chuckling, I let the transformation begin, calling forth my demonic form. Dark energy swirled around , and my wings unfurled. The room seed to shrink in response to my newfound presence.

Ruby's gasp of astonishnt punctuated the transformation. Her voice trembled as recognition dawned, and she whispered, "The great demon..."

I inched closer, my lips grazing the sensitive skin behind her ear as I confird her suspicion in a honeyed whisper.

"Correct," I cooed, my voice dripping with a sweetness that belied the gravity of our situation. "They called the great demon in this form. Not Ethan..."

Her voice quivered as she dared to ask the question that had likely been plaguing her thoughts since my transformation. "So the real Ethan is a demon?" she ventured. "Or are you just a demon who took over Ethan's identity?"

I leaned in closer, my lips almost brushing against her earlobe. "If you want to know…" I began, my words a tantalizing promise of revelation. "You have to be a part of first," I whispered, my voice imbued with a seductive allure.

But Ruby wasn't about to yield so easily. "Answer !" she insisted, her voice tinged with annoyance. "Is the real Ethan a demon, or are you just a demon who took over Ethan's identity?!"

I couldn't help but admire her resilience. Despite the disconcerting circumstances, she held her ground. It was a trait that had undoubtedly served her well in her role as a demon hunter.

With a sigh, I decided to provide her with the clarity, at least to so extent. "The real Ethan is a demon," I affird, my voice resolute. "Or to be precise, the real Ethan was a human. He turned into a demon," I added, offering a morsel of explanation.