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What was he thinking? Didn’t he know what a succubus could do, especially to such a fresh and vulnerable elf? Lucretia licked her lips.
Maybe she wasn’t deserving of paradise after all.
She squatted down onto the elf’s thighs, her mouth and folds leaking in tandem and spoiling his pants—not that he would need them anymore—and her hands grabbed his wrists, holding them behind against the wall. It wouldn’t be too fun if the guards found out, after all.
The succubus scooted closer to the elf, letting his sugary breath mingle with hers until a bump in his soaked clothes stopped her. Fear and lust but mostly fear watched as she magically dispersed his clothing. Raising herself, she lined up with his member before lowering with a giggle.
His hands gripped hers as the distance closed, and the first contact of their nethers jerked his arms out of her grip…
…and right around her torso as he hugged their bodies even closer. His moans wet her cleavage and their spittle merged between the cleft while it ran down their bodies. She too moaned as the sticky heat trickled over her clit and beyond. Throbbing and hardening, his cock slid into her dirtied hole.
“S-so good…” he whispered.
The bastard wanted it too? What a slutty elf. And right after she kicked the shit out of him… But still, who could blame him? Hardly a mortal man or woman could resist having their souls ravaged by such a perfect figure. That’s just how things were.
She wanted to utterly ruin him. For any future proper elf he might have thought to sink himself into, she wanted him to remember. To remember the bountiful body, unbelievably tight flesh, and otherworldly motions that claimed him first, second, third, fourth, fifth, and beyond…
Amidst a shared trickle of juices and moans, she finally hilted him, smothering the elf’s thighs with her plentiful rear. The demoness’s arms wrapped around the elf’s back as her hips started to roll, releasing more of that honeyed scent that held back the crypt’s chill.
It didn’t take long for his moans to grow loud. Dangerously loud, to where not even her breasts could smother that noise. Sheesh, definitely thinking with that lower brain there…
She closed her eyes, trying her best to ignore the fingers clawing her back.
Shhh… not a peep. The guards will kill us if you’re too loud…
As his breath continued to burn a hole in her chest, Lucretia felt a nod against her skin.
Good elf, now give me your seed. I’m so hungry…
The cock quivered within her as his hips began to match her rolls, spewing plenty of pre into her feasting insides. A familiar tingling gathered in her clit, spiking with every one of his thrusts. Oh, it’d been so long…
Their thrusts matched for a final time as Lucretia bit her tongue. Her arms nearly crushed the elf as they tensed in unison.
Then she felt it.
That telltale twitch.