"Ahh~"
"!!!" A soft moan suddenly jolted me out of my slumber, my eyes snapping open, trying to figure out my surroundings, but when I tried to move—
"Ahh~"
Another moan came from beneath me, and the heat that had slowly consumed me made my mind race with dirty ideas.
"Huh?" I muttered, blinking down at her. Eva's head rested on my chest, her lips latched onto my nipple with a lazy, instinctive suckle, like she was chasing some sweet dream even now. Her purple hair spilled over my skin, messy and wild.
'Damn, I fell asleep!' I thought as I looked at her sleeping face with a warm smile.
Last night was... I'm not sure how to explain it, really. I was so overwhelmed by my own feelings for her that it almost took the air out of me. But in a good way? I don't know how to explain it. It was like my heart had grown wings and flown.
'I love her so much,' I thought as my eyes started to water. The sex too was awesome; she rode me like it was her last fuck before dying. I'm still amazed she did it for five hours without stopping—no breaks, just her hips slamming into mine.
Aaa... I think I should be proud of myself instead; I kept shooting hot loads into her for five hours without a single minute of rest.
The result... Well, I can't feel a damn thing below the waist. My dick and balls might as well be gone, sacrificed to the succubus goddess currently drooling on my chest.
I wasn't sure if I should be horrified or proud.
No. Proud. Definitely proud.
"I love you," I mouthed soundlessly, the words too sacred, too fragile to say aloud while she slept.
"Mmm..." Eva stirred slightly, her lips releasing me with a quiet pop, leaving a trail of warmth behind as she nuzzled into my chest with a sigh that sounded almost... content.
I closed my eyes, letting the silence cradle us.
'Where is Umbra?' I wondered, realizing that I hadn't seen the big black panther for the past 24 hours.
'Grr,' fortunately, my furry buddy replied through our link. He was currently resting in my shadow, and apparently, he was pissed since I didn't feed him my milk last night.
'Sorry, big boy,' I said mentally, feeling a bit guilty. 'I'll repay you double later.'
...
Five minutes later.
"Eva," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her tail twitched at the sound of my voice, curling tighter around my thigh like it had a mind of its own. She didn't wake, just nuzzled deeper into me with a little sigh, her lips smacking softly as she released my nipple only to latch on again.
"You're gonna kill me at this rate," I muttered, half-laughing under my breath. My hand slid down her back, tracing the smooth curve of her spine until I reached the base of her tail. I gave it a light tug, just enough to tease.
"Wake up."
"Mmmph," she grumbled, her eyes fluttering open for a split second before closing again. Her voice came out slurred, thick with sleep. "Five more minutes, wife... unless you're ready for round two... or ten."
"Round ten?" I snorted, though the heat in my gut stirred at the thought despite my body screaming for mercy. "I'm pretty sure you drained me dry last night. I'm running on fumes here."
She cracked one eye open, a sly grin curling her lips as she shifted just enough to look at me. Her gaze was still hazy, but that predatory glint was already creeping back in.
"Fumes, huh?" she murmured, rolling her hips to grind against my shaft. I let out a grunt, biting my lip to stifle a moan, and Eva took it for the yes that it was. "I can work with that. Gimme a second to wake up, and I'll have you begging again."
"Begging?" I raised a brow, trying to keep my voice steady even as her words sent a shiver down my spine. "Last I checked, you were the one screaming my name loud enough to wake the underworld."
"Fu... Fu!..." Her grin widened, and she propped herself up on her elbows, her breasts pressing into my ribs as she hovered over me. "Oh, Aza, don't play coy. We both know you loved every second of it. I've got the claw marks on my hips to prove it."
I glanced down, and sure enough, faint red lines marred her pale skin where I'd gripped her hard enough to bruise. My face heated up, and I cleared my throat, looking away.
"Yeah, well... you're not exactly easy to hold back with."
"Damn right I'm not," she purred, leaning in to drag her lips along my jaw. Her breath was hot, her voice a low rasp that made my skin prickle. "And I'm not done with you yet. Not by a long shot."
"Eva, I'm serious. I can't feel my damn dick. You broke me." I tried to sound firm, but the way her tail slid between my thighs, teasing with featherlight brushes, was already crumbling my resolve.
"Broken? Nah." She chuckled, her fingers trailing down my stomach, stopping just above where I was still half-hard despite my protests. "You're just warming up. Succubus stamina, baby. You'll adapt. And trust me, I've got plenty of ways to... revive you."
She shifted, straddling my hips with that same fluid grace that made my brain short-circuit. Her soaked folds brushed against me, and I bit back a groan, my hands instinctively settling on her thighs. The plug from last night was still inside me, a constant, throbbing reminder of her claim, and every little movement made it hum with faint magic, sending sparks up my spine.
"See?" she teased, grinding down just enough to make my breath hitch. "Not so broken after all. You're already twitching for me."
"Fuck, Eva," I growled, my grip tightening on her as I fought the urge to thrust up into her ass. "You're a menace."
"And you love it," she shot back, but surprisingly, she didn't rock her hips. Instead, she moved back, showing her big, round belly.
"Look, wife," she purred with a smirk as she pointed at her belly, "I'm pregnant with our child."
"!!!" My heart fucking stopped. My brain blue-screened, a blank static buzzing in my skull as I stared at her round belly. Pregnant? Already? How the hell?!!!
I blinked hard, my mouth opening and closing like a damn fish, until the realization hit me. That wasn't a baby. That was... liquid. A hell of a lot of it, sloshing around from everything I'd pumped into her.
"Sigh... Eva," I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose as I fought the urge to yell. My chest was still pounding from the scare. "You nearly gave me a damn heart attack."
"I was joking, silly," she giggled, leaning forward to boop my nose with a finger, like I was some kid she was teasing. "Relax, impregnating a succubus is nearly impossible."
"Why's that?" I asked, my voice still a bit shaky as I reached out, rubbing her belly with a soft touch. Relief washed over me, but curiosity took its place. I mean, with the sheer amount of sex succubi have, it didn't add up. "With how much you get around, it seems like you'd be popping out kids left and right."
Eva tilted her head, her smirk softening into something almost fond as she leaned back, resting her hands on her thighs.
"Oh, Aza, you're so clueless sometimes. It's cute." She shifted a little, her tail curling around my wrist as I kept rubbing her stomach. "Succubi don't work like humans—or most other races, for that matter. Our bodies are wired for pleasure, not reproduction. Getting pregnant takes... special conditions."
"Special conditions?" I raised a brow, my hand pausing on her skin. "What, like a magic ritual or some weird sex spell?"
"Something like that," she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as she leaned in close, her lips brushing my ear. "It's rare, and it's deliberate. A succubus has to want it—really want it. And even then, it's not just about the act. It's about energy, intent, and bonding. Some old, primal magic shit. Plus, the partner has to match that energy. It's... intense."
"Intense, huh?" I muttered, my mind already racing with half-formed images of what that might look like. I shook my head to clear it, focusing on her face instead. "So, what you're saying is, I don't have to worry about little purple menaces running around anytime soon?"
"Not unless we both decide we want 'em," she purred, her grin turning sharp as she nipped at my earlobe. "But trust me, even if I decide to carry your spawn or you carry mine, it won't be easy."
"!!!" I nearly choked to death when she said that I'd carry her child.
'I'M A FORMER MAN!!!' I wanted to scream, but kept my mouth shut.
"You don't want kids?" she said with a smirk as she leaned forward, resting her head on my shoulder. "You don't want kids? I'll be heartbroken if you say no."
'Shit,' I thought as I felt her tail slit in between my legs. 'I think I'm starting to understand her dirty trick now.'
"With such an impossible rate, how did the succubi survive?" I swiftly switched the topic, and Eva realized it but said nothing.
"Easy," she said, her tail working around my dick, "with the use of contracts, we succubi have the ability to corrupt mortals into becoming succubi too."
"Eh?" I blinked, stunned by this revelation. In my old world, I devoured thousands of demons, but not a single one of them had a memory of this information.
"So you could change a human into a succubus?"
"It takes a lot of skill, and only mid-rank and above could do it, but yeah... we can."