It felt as if her throat had found the key to breaking his system, drenching his entire body in a cold sweat of overwhelming pleasure and fear.
Sylvaris's vision blurred. His balls tightened like they were about to explode. The succubus's throat pulsed with demonic energy, like a vicious soul-draining pulse that tried to suck the very life out of his cock and mana at the same time. Her glowing violet eyes stayed locked on his, wicked and triumphant, plump crimson lips stretched obscenely around his thick base.
Not today, you greedy little bitch.
He snarled through gritted teeth and activated the anti-illusion magic he had gotten from Aureve. Pure white light laced with golden threads exploded from his core.
The violet dream chamber shattered like glass.
