Succubi Chapter 254. Let Me Have a Taste

Succubi Chapter 254. Let Me Have a Taste

Lilith leaned toward me, her crimson eyes glimmering beneath her long lashes. Her hair slipped over one shoulder, brushing my skin as she lowered her face toward my neck.

Then I felt her lips.

She kissed the side of my throat, lingering long enough to make my breathing falter. Her tongue briefly traced the same spot before she moved toward my jaw, leaving a trail of warmth that made every muscle in my shoulders tighten.

Her hand rested against my chest, fingers spreading over my skin. She could undoubtedly feel my heartbeat, which was becoming increasingly uncooperative.

Then her fingertips moved lower.

Across my ribs, following the contours of my stomach, until they stopped at my waist.

Lilith lifted her head and smiled. She looked at me the way a predator regarded something that had wandered willingly into its territory.

I narrowed my eyes.

Oh, I didn't like that.

I was a Pride demon, damn it. I was not prey. I opened my mouth. Unfortunately, Lilith had other plans.

Her hand pressed against my shoulder.

The next moment, my back met the mattress.

I blinked up at her.

Lilith followed me down with the effortless grace of someone who had performed that particular maneuver more times than I cared to imagine. Her hair fell forward, framing her face while the dim light caught the wicked curve of her smile.

“Now, now,” she purred. “Be good, Evan~”

I stared. Then frowned. “Excuse me?”

She laughed softly. “Just feel me. I promise you I will make you feel good.”

Lilith straightened slightly, still hovering over me, and reached for the fastening of her robe.

My eyes followed her fingers.  I was a healthy young demon with functioning eyesight. There were limits to what civilization could reasonably demand of me.

The knot loosened.

Her robe slipped open at the neckline, exposing her shoulders and the graceful line of her collarbones. The dark fabric settled loosely around her, revealing her naked breast.

My brain had left the building.

Lilith watched my expression with unmistakable satisfaction.

She didn't need to ask where I was looking.

Her smile grew.

I felt personally betrayed by my own demonic physiology. “Enjoying the view?” she whispered.

I couldn’t speak. My eyes locked on a pair of bouncy mounds of hers.

The tips? Already erected. I really wanted to suck them and played them with my tongue.

Her robe slipped open farther, revealing her chest and the slender line of her waist. The fabric slid lower still, falling off her shoulders as she shrugged the robe off her back. Her breast was right there. A pair of soft pink nipples.

I was about to take one into my mouth but she pulled away.

Lilith smiled. "Not yet."

Then she straddled me, and started to move her hands on her breast. She played with them, her fingers running across the sensitive nipples, her breasts bouncing as her fingers rubbed and teased her.

My eyes widened, and a sharp hiss escaped my throat.

She laughed. "Good, right?"

"Lilith..." I growled, the warning clear in my voice. Oh, I knew exactly where this was going. This was clearly a whole new kind of torture.

She arched an eyebrow. "Don't like it?"

"Let me touch it."

She chuckled softly. "I'm still in the process of seducing you. You will have to wait." Her hands moved lower still, traveling over her stomach. Her body swayed as she leaned forward.

Then I felt the soft heat of her hands on my chest. Her fingers explored the muscles of my chest. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear.

"Don't move," she whispered.

My breath hitched.

Her lips found my throat, then the hollow at the base of my neck.

Her kisses were slow and deliberate. Each one sending a jolt of electricity through my body, a warm wave of heat that made my muscles clench.

I gritted my teeth. My hands were fisted at my sides, the knuckles white. I was losing control, my body overriding my brain, and my d*ck was ready again.

She laughed, a low, throaty sound against my skin. "I can feel it," she whispered, her hands moving lower still, her fingers tracing the line of my hip.

I closed my eyes. I could feel her breath, the heat of her body, the weight of her. Then she shifted, her thigh brushing against my hardness.

I let out a choked sound, a strangled gasp. My hips bucked involuntarily. “Lilith,” I bit out through clenched teeth.

She chuckled softly. "Patience. It's a virtue."

I opened my eyes. My gaze met hers.

Her eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, a feral, predatory glint.

I parted my lips, giving her a shameless, pleading smile. “Come on, Lilith… let me have a taste. I promise I'll make you feel so good you'll forget you were supposed to be teasing me.”

The corners of her mouth curled into a slow, satisfied smile. The last shred of her control slipped.

She didn't speak.

She just offered her breast to me. They dangled above my face, swaying gently.

I didn't need to be told twice.

I leaned up and took one of her nipples into my mouth.

"Oh~" The moan that escaped her lips was pure, unadulterated sin.

I felt her fingers in my hair, her nails scraping lightly against my scalp. I wrapped my hands around her body, pulling her closer, my other hand moving to her other breast, my thumb circling the nipple, feeling it harden under my touch.

Her hips rocked against mine, a slow, deliberate rhythm that stoked the fire building between us. I could feel the heat of her, the wetness of her arousal soaking my wet cock, waking it up even more.

I switched to her other breast, my tongue swirling around the sensitive peak, my teeth grazing her skin. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her movements more frantic.

Her hands moved from my hair, down my back, her nails digging into my skin, a sharp, pleasurable pain that made me gasp.

Then she pulled away.