[Exclusive] TIS 1328.3 R18 Beach Episode (5). Tainted Priestess V
[Exclusive] TIS 1328.3 R18 Beach Episode (5). Tainted Priestess V
We moved again. And again.
At least three more rounds passed in a haze of heat and breath and skin. Each one slightly rougher than the last. Each one more unrestrained.
By the final time, she was fully pliant in my arms, resting against my chest while I moved slowly inside her, both of us breathing hard.
If I hadn’t remembered this was part of a game…
If I hadn’t remembered there were others waiting…
I might have kept her there all night.
I kissed her temple gently this time.
“You survived your purification,” I murmured.
She let out a weak laugh.
“I don’t feel purified,” she said softly.
“I know.” I gave her my final kiss and snapped my clothes back.
Black smoke curled over my skin, reforming into sharp clothes. My horns still curved proudly from my head. My tail flicked once behind me. Wings folded but didn’t disappear.
I leaned down one last time, brushing my thumb along her flushed cheek.
“See you later, priestess.”
She looked up at me, dazed, lips swollen, eyes soft and wrecked in the best way.
And then I vanished.
The living room reassembled around me in a flicker of shadow.
The ocean breeze. The low golden lights. The scattered cushions.
And my girls.
They were lying around casually like nothing had happened. Champagne glasses in hand. Some sprawled lazily. Some curled against each other. A scene of decadent calm.
That’s when I heard it.
Mia, in that sultry whisper she thought I wouldn’t catch.
“I even imagined tying him up and making him squirm a bit. Like desperately wanting me.”
Zalira hummed thoughtfully beside her. “It would be nice. But… I prefer to let me play with his body… a bit by bit. Slow. Until he loses control.”
Elenna’s slime form shimmered faintly in the corner. “I wonder if I could milk his d*ck dry.”
“Seriously?” I said flatly, lowering the glass. “You are planning to torture me in the middle of this game?”
They didn’t look ashamed.
They looked entertained.
Until I landed.
Every head turned.
I was still in full demonic form. Horns gleaming faintly. Wings partially unfurled. Tail swaying slowly behind me like it had a mind of its own.
Zalira was the first to speak, her voice smooth as silk.
“Back already?”
Mia coiled on one of the lounge beds, chin resting on her palm. “You look refreshed.”
Ruby’s eyes tracked every movement of my body.
Pearl crossed her legs elegantly. “Can’t we?”
Her twin Diamond smiled lazily, swirling her drink. “You’re not the only one who enjoys the game.”
I exhaled slowly, tail flicking.
“Yeah. I know.”
I took a drink and sipped.
“But hearing you guys plan this and that to me like I’m some experimental subject is kinda…”
“Hot?” Ivy suggested from the side with a smirk.
“Concerning,” Emma corrected gently.
Luna hopped closer, tail brushing against my leg. “You don’t like the idea of being the one underneath?”
I narrowed my eyes at her.
“I don’t mind being under,” I said calmly. “I mind the word torture.”
Zalira’s eyes gleamed. “You’d survive.”
“Oh I know I would,” I said dryly. “I’m an incubus. But I’d prefer to be the one orchestrating.”
Mia uncoiled slightly, slithering closer. “But what if we want a turn?”
My wings shifted slightly at that.
“What kind of turn?”
Ruby answered without hesitation. “One where you beg.”
The room went quiet.
My tail stilled.
I set my glass down slowly.
“You want me to beg?”
Mia smiled sweetly. “Maybe.”
Zalira tilted her head. “Maybe we want to see what you look like when you’re the one desperate.”
I laughed once. Low.
“Careful.”
Elenna bubbled happily. “I think it would be adorable.”
Pearl leaned forward. “You always dominate the scene. Control the pace. Whisper in ears. Make us melt.”
She pointed her glass at me.
“Maybe we want to see you melt.”
I stepped forward slowly, aura thickening in the room. Not aggressive. But present.
“You think I can’t handle it?”
Zalira’s eyes narrowed playfully. “We think you enjoy control too much.”
I smirked.
“And you think I don’t enjoy being challenged?”
Mia’s tail brushed against my thigh again, slow and deliberate.
“Then prove it.”
The air shifted.
Heat layered over heat.
I leaned down, grabbing Mia gently by the chin and lifting her face toward mine.
“You want to tie me up?”
Her pupils dilated.
“Yes.”
I moved my mouth close to her ear.
“Then do it properly.”
The girls inhaled collectively.
Zalira rose slowly to her full height.
“Careful, Ethan.”
My tail wrapped loosely around Mia’s waist.
“I’m not scared of being restrained.”
I looked at each of them in turn.
“I’m scared of you thinking I won’t break the restraints.”
Pearl laughed softly. “Oh, we’d prepare.”
Diamond sipped her drink. “Very thoroughly.”
Emma shook her head with a fond smile. “You’re all impossible.”
I straightened up again and rolled my shoulders.
“Fine,” I said casually. “If you want to play hunter, I’ll let you try.”
Ruby’s eyes gleamed.
“But,” I added, wings spreading slightly for emphasis, “you better be ready when I turn the tables.”
The tension turned electric.
Not hostile.
Excited.
Mia coiled tighter around the edge of the couch.
Zalira’s lips curved into a dangerous smile.
Pearl leaned back and tapped the side of her glass.
“This game just got interesting.”
I picked up my drink again and took a slow sip.
“Yeah,” I muttered.
“Just… no actual torture, okay?”
Elenna pouted slightly.
“We’ll see.”
I dragged a hand down my face.
“You are all insane.”
Mia smiled sweetly. “You love it.”
Yeah.
That was the problem.
I rolled my shoulders once, wings folding neatly behind me. My demonic aura was still humming low under my skin, a steady thrum of restored power. The priestess round had done its job. I felt sharp. Charged. Alive.
“Fine,” I said, stepping toward Pearl and the deck. “Let’s continue the game before you start plotting my downfall.”