"Ahhh~"
'Fuck me..!'
The succubus licked her lips hungrily, her warm breath tickling me. Before I could resist, her tongue pressed against my cheek, sliding slowly upward like a snake tasting its prey. She tilted her head, her violet gaze burning into mine, her full, inviting lips mere inches from my own. She inhaled deeply as if drinking in my scent and growing arousal.
Ding.
My Lust meter was climbing again, moving past its limit once again, as it was only the succubus' actions that allowed me to push it below the threshold.
'Gods fucking damnit I don't know if I want her to suck me off or fuck the living shit out of me!'
With a shiver of pure pleasure, Evangeline slid her hands down my torso, over my big bouncy breasts and belly, until they found the tattered edges of my micro-bikini. She traced the tips of her fingers across my skin, and I couldn't suppress a whimper.
"Ahh~ W-Wait...." I managed to choke out, my throat thick with raw desire and need.
She giggled and bit my ear, her sharp teeth leaving faint pink marks on my skin. She didn't stop there. And before I could react, her fingertips danced across my warm, wet entrance, brushing my engorged clit.
"E-Evangeline..." I panted, my voice barely a whisper, laced with both need and hesitation. "What are you doing?"
She didn't answer. She kissed my ear, then my cheek, then along my jaw. I shuddered as she reached my chin. Then, she did something I didn't expect.
She leaned up, looked at me directly into the eyes, and pressed her forehead gently against my own. Her tail flicked around lazily like a content cat. Her tiny bat wings were folded, looking really small in comparison to my large wings.
"I'm helping you, Sister. You need this. You need release."
With those words, her fingers moved with exquisite slowness, circling my clit, then dipping lower, finding the slick folds of my inner labia. I arched against her, my breath catching in my throat, every nerve ending alive and screaming for more.
Evangeline's movements became more confident, and bolder. Her thumb rubbed circles over my sensitive nub while her middle finger gently pushed inside me, exploring my wetness. I bit my lip, my head spinning as my body responded instinctively, bucking against her hand.
'Holy Fuck!!!! She's fucking good!'
Of course, she was good, this cute little purple-haired girl was a succubus, a being created purely to satisfy. Evangeline was milking my lust by pleasuring me, absorbing it at the same moment. The strange thing about it is that I didn't mind at all.
She could keep this up for hours, and I wouldn't even resist. This pleasure was intoxicating. This euphoric feeling. This intense heat. It consumed every part of me.
"Please… please…" A whimper escaped my lips, almost a sob.
"That's it, sister," she purred her voice a velvet caress that wrapped around my mind, tugging me deeper into the haze of desire. Her tail slid up my leg, the tip brushing against my inner thigh, teasingly close to where her fingers played. "Let it out. I'll drink every drop of it."
Her fingers sped up, a practiced, hypnotic rhythm. I felt myself teetering on the edge, the sensation almost too much to bear, yet not enough.
And then, she found it. That one perfect spot. And oh boy! She was attacking the fuck out of it like a monster.
"Fuck, I—I can't hold on," I groaned, my head falling back as my hips rocked against her hand. The Lust meter screamed its warning, but I didn't care anymore. All I could feel was her—her fingers, her tail, her lips brushing mine in a teasing almost-kiss that made me want to beg.
"You don't have to," she whispered, her voice dripping with honeyed promise. Her forehead pressed against mine again, grounding me even as she pushed me toward the edge. "Give it to me, Sister. Let me take it all."
And with those words, she shoved her fingers deep inside me, her tail pressed against my sensitive clit, the tip opened up like a fucked-up hungry mouth and latched on, sucking.
'Nyaaaa!!'
"Aaaaaaaaahhh!!!!!! Fuck me...!"
My body shattered. A scream ripped from my throat, raw and feral, as the orgasm hit like a fucking supernova, my inner walls clenching around Evangeline's fingers. Her tail's hungry, fucked-up pussy sucked harder, drinking every pulse of my release, siphoning the molten lust that poured from me like a dam bursting. My wings thrashed, slamming against the fleshy walls, and my claws dug into her shoulders, drawing thin lines of crimson that only made her moan in delight.
"Ohhh~ yesss, Azariel!" Evangeline's voice was a sultry growl, her violet eyes glowing as she fed on my pleasure, her tail pulsing in time with each wave that tore through me. Her fingers didn't stop, curling deeper, milking every last shudder as my hips bucked wildly against her. "So fucking sweet—give it all to me, sister!"
Ding!
[Lust: 410/500]
"Fuck... fuck..." I managed to gasp, my body trembling as the last waves of my orgasm rippled through me.
"Mmm, you taste delicious, sister. So full of need and desire." She finally withdrew her hand, licking her fingers clean with a sultry smile. Her tail was unlatched from me, but the succubus reached and took hold of it with one hand and lifted it delicately as if cradling a sacred goblet brimming with forbidden wine.
With deliberate care, Evangeline tilted her tail upward. The tip—still wet and pulsing—parted like blooming petals, and inside it swirled the thick, glowing essence she had drawn from me. My release. My everything.
And she drank.
"Ahhh~" she moaned, her throat moving with every swallow, eyes fluttering closed in bliss. Her tail squirmed slightly in her grip, slurping like a greedy cub suckling at its mother. Her cheeks flushed, and her lips parted with a low, sensual hum as she emptied the tail's mouthful of lust into her own.
My breath caught in my throat.
Watching her drink me like that—like I was divine nectar—was the lewdest, most sinfully erotic thing I had ever seen. My body was supposed to be spent, my mind drifting in a haze of post-orgasmic fog, but instead…
Ding!
[Lust: 470/500]
My Lust meter was ticking upward again just from watching her lewd display. Fuck, the way she relished every drop, her lips smacking softly, her throat humming with satisfaction—it was too much, too fucking much.
"What the fuck…?" I gasped, wide-eyed and panting. "Already?!"
"Hehehe" Evangeline giggled softly, wiping the corner of her mouth with her thumb.
"Someone's still so horny," she teased, her voice a honey-drenched purr that dripped with satisfaction. Her gaze flicked downward—straight at the way my thighs trembled and clenched. "You liked that, didn't you? Watching me drink you down like the good little succubus I am."
I didn't answer. I couldn't. My voice was stuck somewhere between a moan and a sob of desperate need.
She didn't wait.
Still holding the now-limp, twitching tip of her tail in one hand, Evangeline leaned closer. Her breath ghosted against my lips—warm, tinged with the scent of my own lust.
"Here," she whispered. "Let me feed you now…"
And then, without hesitation, she kissed me.
Her lips were soft, but her tongue was wild—pushing, invading, forcing my mouth open. But it wasn't just a kiss. No Hell no. She fed me.
My own essence—her mouth still rich with my release—was pushed into mine. The taste of myself hit me like a punch to the gut. Thick, musky, electric. It was raw, primal, divine. My body jerked as I swallowed instinctively, my tongue tangling with hers, greedy and needy, tasting my own pleasure as if it were ambrosia.
Her kiss deepened, her hand cradling the back of my head, holding me in place as she fed me more. I moaned into her mouth, trembling, overwhelmed. Her tail coiled around my waist again like a living serpent, and I felt it twitch excitedly at my lower belly, clearly not finished with me yet.
Evangeline broke the kiss with a wet pop, our tongues reluctantly parting.
"See?" she whispered against my lips, her eyes glowing with hungry affection. "You're just as addicted as I am."
Ding!
[Lust: 495/500]
"Fuck me," I croaked, staring at her in disbelief. "You're gonna kill me…"
"Only if you beg." Her smile turned wicked. But then all of a sudden her face twisted in horror.
"Ughh!" she growled in pain, holding onto her swollen belly.
"What is it!?" I quickly asked, reaching out to her.
"I think... AHHHH!" The succubus was barely able to form a full word as her eyes glazed and unfocused, and with a single pained yell, she unleashed a terrifying scream.
"Shit, Eva!!! What's going on?!" I asked, this time grabbing her shoulder and laying her on her back.
"Haa!..." She gasped, clutching her round belly tightly as the bulge throbbed visibly. Something shifted beneath the thin layer of skin—a large mass, far bigger than her fist, and I suddenly realized just how quickly her stomach had grown while she was milking me.
"Fuck! The worms are about to burst out! What the hell do I do?!?"
"AHHHH! Haah!... Take it... out!!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Her whole body was shaking, her slender legs buckling, and her tail flicked restlessly, curling and uncurling around us both. Her belly twitches violently, the flesh stretched and shifting.
"Ah! P-please, S-Sister! T-take them OUT!"
'My Devour skill can work here, right?'
In theory, yes, but I never devoured anything that was inside another being. Usually, I devoured the whole thing and never cared for the part, and while I have confidence in my skills, this was the first time for me.
However, at that moment, the cute little succubus had worms inside her pregnant body, and I didn't have a second to lose.
"Eva... I have a skill that could help but it's risky." I was honest in my words, and as long as she was willing I wouldn't waste time.
She glanced at me, and her pained expression twisted into a smile.
"No choice... do it." Her voice was low and rough, almost breaking as she gritted her teeth.
"Then don't move," I ordered, and using both my hands, I spread her legs, exposing her fucked-out cunt, and without hesitation, I shoved my tail inside.
"DEVOUR!"