The Incubus System Chapter 1392. I Can't Bottle This Feeling

The Incubus System Chapter 1392. I Can't Bottle This Feeling

I stood above them, breathing steady. Not tired. Not even close.

I could’ve kept going. I even used my Demonic Erection Level Max, three times on each of them.

They reeked of me.

Slick. Breathless.

Marked.

And utterly… satisfied.

I rolled my shoulders slowly. My tail flicked once behind me, proud and unhurried.

Yeah.

Maybe I was too much.

But they wouldn’t have me any other way.

The room was thick with heat and scent, wax, sweat, sex, and power. Shadows stretched long across the walls. The sea-blue lighting flickered faintly as if even the house needed to catch its breath.

I walked back to the bed, slower now. The kind of slow that didn’t need to prove anything.

They lay there, Pearl on her side, Diamond still on her stomach, both of them utterly limp. Tentacles splayed and twitching, faces slack with exhaustion but painted with the softest, most dangerous thing of all.

Happiness.

“You’re both still breathing, right?” I said quietly, brushing a hand across Pearl’s cheek.

She blinked at me. Then smiled, slow and hazy. “Barely.”

Diamond let out something between a groan and a giggle. “You broke me. I think… I forgot how to walk.”

I chuckled, sliding up between them, wings folding tight to my back now. My hand slid beneath Pearl’s back to ease her onto her side, letting her curl into my chest. My tail wrapped gently around Diamond’s leg as I pulled the covers over them all. Yes, their tentacles already turned into legs.

“No regrets then?” I asked, voice softer now.

Pearl tilted her head to kiss my collarbone. “My only regret is that I can’t bottle this feeling.”

“Speak for yourself,” Diamond murmured. “I’m going to need at least a week to recover. And then… I want a rematch.”

“You always do,” I said, grinning.

They both laughed softly, even if their bodies could barely move.

“I love when you go full form,” Pearl whispered. “You feel… more you like that.”

My smile faded into something gentler. “I feel more honest like that.”

Pearl's fingers traced lazy lines across my chest, her head resting just beneath my collarbone. Diamond's cheek pressed to my arm, her breath warm and steady.

But I could still hear their heartbeats... fast, shallow. Their bodies were spent, glowing and trembling from the overload I’d just put them through.

Time to switch gears.

I sat up slowly, pressing a kiss to Pearl’s forehead. “Hold on.”

She whimpered. Diamond groaned. Both protested with soft sighs as my warmth left them.

But I only moved to the side of the bed, wings flicking once, and began untying the ropes. One loop at a time. Gentle. Careful.

Rope marks still painted their skin in pink and red. Lines of memory. Lines of trust.

I didn’t rush. Not even a little.

When the last knot came undone. But they didn’t pull away.

No.

Even free, they curled back toward me like magnets.

I returned with a pitcher of cool water and two glasses, condensation dripping down the sides.

“You need to hydrate,” I said, kneeling back onto the bed.

Pearl’s fingers wobbled a little as she took the glass. Diamond used two tentacles to steady hers. They drank like they’d crossed a desert, with soft gasps between gulps and eyes fluttering half-lidded with relief.

Then they pressed in again.

Naked, flushed, warm. One on each side of me. Pearl curled into my left shoulder, Diamond at my right. Their hands coiled gently around my legs and torso. They let half of their tentacles out, suckers attaching softly on my body, each touch like a quiet kiss across my skin.

Even my cock, half-soft now, wasn’t spared. A pair of curious suckers latched on, playing. Stroking. Testing.

I exhaled.

Pearl giggled. “Feel better?”

I leaned my head back, relaxed. “Yeah. So much better.”

I glanced between them. “I feel like myself.”

Diamond kissed my jaw.

Pearl kissed my cheek.

Warmth radiated between us. Not just body heat, but something slower, deeper. Like the way your muscles ache after battle, but in a good way. My wings remained tucked close, but every beat of my heart felt calm now. Settled.

Their skin against mine. Their trust wrapped around me like their tentacles still were, soft suction still dotting my ribs, hips, thighs. One playful sucker clung just below my navel, drawing a lazy circle. Another rested on my soft cock, pulsing like it missed the power I'd just poured through it.

And for once… I didn’t feel like I had to hold anything back.

“I guess…” I exhaled, voice low. “I really was born for this.”

Pearl blinked up at me, brushing hair from her eyes. “For what? Breaking two girls with your cock?”

I chuckled. “That, yeah. But more than that.” I tilted my head, staring at the ceiling. “It’s weird. I’ve been trained to seduce, manipulate, drain… all the classic incubus games. But this? What we just had?”

I smiled. “It’s funny to think about it, how sex could turn into something like this. Something that heals instead of just devours.”

Diamond laughed softly. “Isn’t that the meaning of ‘f*ck around and find out’?”

I gave a quiet snort. “Guess I passed the test, huh?”

They snuggled closer. I let my hand drift down Pearl’s back, stroking her gently while Diamond rested her cheek on my chest.

I glanced at the clock.

“…Oh, hell. It’s almost midnight already?”

Diamond groaned. “Don’t say that.”

“I have to check on the pets,” I said, sitting up just slightly. “They were hunting tonight.”

Pearl kissed my collarbone. “You mean your little nightmare beasts?”

“Mm-hm.” I stretched my wings once. “I can drop you both off before I go.”

"I'm confused..." Diamond said. “You rarely use that ritual of yours anymore. Why?”

“True,” I admitted. “But the demon attacks have slowed down since I killed Zatan and Beel. Lord Damon and Lilieth have been reinforcing the borders between humans and demons.”

Pearl tilted her head. “And the light?”

I exhaled. “Still holding… but the angelic veil’s thinning. Ugh. That’s my problem now.”

Diamond kissed my chest softly. “Then rest for five more minutes. You deserve it, Damian.”

I smirked. “You’re lucky I don’t punish you for ordering me.”

Pearl whispered, “Maybe we’re hoping you do.”

Damn.

These girls.