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Chapter 13: A tender moment with her sister in the morning light; the succubus wife finally reaches her due date and is taken to deliver the baby, unaware that she is being coveted by the doctor.
The morning sun filtered through the ornate window lattice of the Royal Palace's VIP Hall, casting a soft glow into the sleeping quarters. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting slightly as the light stung, and as I subconsciously rubbed the corner of my eye, a warm, soft sensation in my embrace warmed my heart. Turning my head, I saw Loxi curled up in the crook of my arm, fast asleep. Her long silver hair was scattered messily over the pillow, a few strands clinging to her fair cheeks, shimmering with a soft luster in the morning light. Her sleeping face was pure and delicate; her eyes were closed, long lashes trembling slightly, seemingly carrying a lingering lethargy from the intense coupling last night.
I slowly adjusted my position to lean against the headboard, one hand stroking Loxi's body. The madness of last night flashed through my mind—Loxi's petite frame wrapped in white silk pantyhose, the way she rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue while being fucked, and her playful attitude when she took the initiative—it all gave me some unexpected surprises. I lifted the quilt slightly to take a look; my marks still lingered on her body, her white silk pantyhose soaked with vaginal fluids and semen, and the Saintess robe I had pulled off was messily piled in the corner of the bed, like a witness to this pleasure. I reached out and gently caressed her cheek, my fingertips sliding over her tender skin with a touch of doting, and I couldn't help but whisper, "Little succubus, sleeping like a kitten. Time to wake up."
Loxi hummed vaguely, her closed eyes slowly opening, filled with sleep-heavy confusion. She lifted her head dizzily, her silver hair sliding from her shoulders and spilling onto my chest like a soft silver waterfall. She rubbed her eyes, her little face scrunching up, and she whined, "Mmm... Brother... so sleepy... let me sleep a little longer..."
She lay lazily back onto my arm. I shook her helplessly, telling her not to lounge in bed, and only then did she brace herself up to clear her head. When she looked at me, her petite body lunged onto me, her hands clasping around my neck. Her red lips leaned in, with a sense of acting spoiled, as she whispered softly, "Good morning, Brother~" Her voice was as sweet as honey, carrying the unique charm of a Demon race princess, sweet enough to make one's heart race.
Loxi blinked, her soft pink lips slightly pouted with a hint of expectation: "Brother... where's my morning kiss?" Her tone was playful, her eyes shining with cunning light, as if she were deliberately testing me. Hearing this, I was surprised, and looking at her soft and delicate appearance, I recalled the scenes back in the Demon Realm. Back then, either I went to her room, or she would sneak into my bed, pestering me for a morning kiss, humming and acting spoiled, refusing to wake up until I coaxed her. I had thought that since she'd been served so comfortably by the Hero, she wouldn't pay attention to this "tradition." Yet, on this rare occasion that we did it, she hadn't forgotten.
Seeing her leaning in before me to solicit a kiss, I didn't hesitate, matching her by lowering my head to kiss her pink lips, my tongue nimbly probing into her mouth, entwining with her little tongue.
Loxi's response was passionate and urgent, as if the passion of last night wasn't enough to satisfy her. Her tongue plundered wantonly in my mouth, kissing me until my mind was in a whirl. She raised her hands to wrap them around my neck, her petite body pressing tightly against me, her young breasts squeezing directly against my chest without any obstruction. Her little nipples touched mine from time to time, teasing me until my crotch felt a stirring reaction. I tried to pull away, but Loxi wouldn't have it; her slender hands pressed on the back of my head, continuing the deep kiss, her tongue swirling in my mouth as if she were loath to let go. Only when she was breathless did she reluctantly pull away, a crystal-clear silver thread stretching between her moist red lips and mine.
She panted, her cheeks flushed with a red glow, her rose-red pupils veiled in a layer of mist, carrying a sense of satisfaction as she whispered, "Brother's morning kiss... is still the same... so sweet..." Her voice was as soft as honey, carrying a spoiled tone that teased me into laughter. I pinched her little cheek and joked, "Little succubus, are you in heat? Your libido is a bit frightening; we tossed about for the whole night, and you still haven't had enough?"
Hearing this, Loxi's little face turned red, but this time she didn't shy away as usual. Instead, she puffed out her chest, revealing an "evil" smile, and said coquettishly, "After all, I'm carrying Brother's bone and flesh. Besides my body feeling a bit dependent on you, the baby also wants to get intimate with Daddy~" Her tone was triumphant, as if showing off her exclusive privilege. Her eyes shone with proud light, and her slender hand caressed her lower abdomen, gently rubbing it, as if she had already begun to yearn for that unborn little life.