The Incubus System Chapter 1485. Dark and Sweet II
The Incubus System Chapter 1485. Dark and Sweet II
Her hands trailed down my chest, her nails scraping lightly, teasing, making my skin tingle.
"You need to satisfy me first before drinking my blood," I whispered in her ear.
Nefaris's breath caught.
She nodded.
Then, she rolled over and got onto her hands and knees.
I moved behind her, my hands settling on her hips, her skin cool beneath my fingers.
She pushed her ass back against me, and I groaned, the sensation sending a rush of heat through my body.
"Are you going to f*ck me?" she breathed, her voice low, heavy with desire.
I leaned forward, kissing her spine, tasting her, and her muscles tensed under my touch.
"Yes," I said, my voice rough. "Now... open wide. Show me your p*ssy."
"Yes," she moaned, low and throaty, and obeyed.
My eyes trailed over her, her flushed skin, the curve of her back, her thighs spread wide, exposing herself to me.
Her inner folds were already slick with arousal, and her scent filled my nose, dark and sweet and intoxicating.
I pushed a finger inside, slow, careful, feeling her clench around me. She let out a small gasp, and her hips twitched, pushing back against me, seeking more.
I leaned closer, my breath warm against her ear, and added another finger, scissoring them, stretching her, and she moaned, her head falling forward, her body trembling.
"You want this," I growled.
She nodded.
"Tell me."
"Yes," she breathed, her voice shaky, needy. "Yes, I want this, please, please, Damian..."
I kissed the back of her neck, nipping lightly, tasting her skin.
"Then ask nicely."
She gasped, her breath catching in her throat, her back arching. "Please," she whimpered.
I pulled my fingers out, and her breath hitched, a small, needy sound.
"Say it again."
"Please," she said, louder, more desperate.
I guided my cock, pressing against her entrance, and her whole body tensed.
"One more time," I said, my voice rough.
She was breathing hard, her hands clenched into fists, her skin flushed, her muscles trembling.
"Damian," she gasped. "Please."
"Good," I said. Then I used my Demonic Erection Lv Max.
[You have activated your Demonic Erection.]
My cock swelled, growing bigger, harder, and I could feel Nefaris shuddering, her breath hitching.
I pushed into her, slowly, carefully, letting her adjust to my size. She gasped, her head falling forward, her inner walls clenching around me, slick and tight.
I groaned, the sensation sending a rush of heat through my body.
My hips thrust forward, burying myself in her, and she moaned, a low, desperate sound.
Her hands clutched the covers, her back arching, her whole body trembling.
"So tight," I growled, my fingers digging into her hips. "So good."
She whimpered, her head falling forward, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
I pulled almost out, then slammed back in, making her cry out, her inner walls clenching around me.
"Ohh," she moaned, her voice low and needy. "F*ck."
My breath was coming faster now, my hips rocking against hers, my fingers leaving marks on her skin.
"I need your cum. Straight to my womb! Do you understand, Damian? How much I want your seed? Give it to me!"
The desperation in her voice, the need, the hunger, sent a thrill through me.
My pace quickened, my hands gripping her tighter, and she cried out, her inner walls clenching around me, her body trembling.
My mouth caught her moving breast, kissing, sucking, biting, marking her skin, and she moaned, her back arching, her muscles tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Her skin was flushed, her hair a mess, and she looked beautiful, perfect, wild and untamed and mine.
The pleasure was building, white-hot and intense, and I could feel her getting closer, her inner walls spasming, her voice a constant stream of gasps and moans.
"You're close," I growled, my voice rough.
She nodded, her head falling forward, her eyes squeezing shut.
"Let go," I said, my hips thrusting harder, deeper, making her cry out.
"Come for me," I ordered.
She let out a small, desperate sound, her inner walls clenching tight, and then she was crying out, her body arching, her voice high and trembling, and I could feel her clenching, spasming, and I lost myself in her, in her warmth, her scent, her voice, the pleasure overwhelming me.
We came together.
-Ting!
[Your Demonic Power has fully recovered.]
[You Gained EXP!]
Nefaris's arms gave way and she collapsed. My cum spilled from her hole.
I smirked at her form. "Do you want my blood?"
Nefaris lifted her head slowly.
Even after everything, even with her body trembling and her breath unsteady, her eyes still burned with that royal vampire hunger. Not wild. Not mindless. Hers was the hunger of a queen who knew exactly what she wanted and had waited patiently for permission.
I tilted my head, exposing my neck just enough.
“You’re thirsty, right?”
For a moment, she only stared.
Then she moved.
Not stood.
Not gracefully this time.
She crawled toward me across the ruined elegance of the bed, her hair spilling over her shoulders, her lips parted, her gaze locked on the pulse beneath my skin like the rest of the world had disappeared.
“Give it to me,” she whispered.
A dark smile touched my lips. “Take it.”
Her breath hitched.
I leaned closer, voice dropping lower. “You have my permission.”
That was all she needed.
Nefaris came to me with a soft, desperate sound, her arms sliding around my shoulders as her mouth found my neck. Then her fangs sank in.
My eyes closed.
A groan left me.
Not from pain.
No.
Pain had nothing to do with it.
It was heat. Pressure. Intimacy sharpened into something darker. The pull of her drinking from me, the way her body shuddered as my blood touched her tongue, the way her fingers tightened against my skin like she was afraid I might disappear.
Syntyche shifted nearby, still breathless, watching us with half-lidded eyes and a smile that looked far too satisfied for someone who had just been thoroughly conquered by the bed, the room, and me.