Chapter 98. Don’t Tease

Succubi Chapter 98. Don’t Tease

She whimpered, her face burying into her arm. “Don’t tease…”

I smirked, kissing closer, letting my breath ghost over her slick folds. She shivered, hips twitching. My tongue flicked out, tasting her lightly, and she cried out, her tentacles clutching me tighter.

She tasted sweet. Faintly musky, intoxicating.

I licked her again, deeper this time, my tongue sliding through her folds, tasting her wetness. Her hips bucked, her hands flying to my head.

“Evan—ah—”

I groaned against her, sucking gently at her clit, rolling my tongue over it until she gasped and writhed. Her tentacles stroked along my back, down my arms, wrapping gently around my wrists as if to hold me close.

I pulled back after a moment, my cock aching, throbbing, begging.

I kissed her thigh one last time, then moved back up her body, capturing her lips again. She moaned into the kiss, tasting herself on my tongue.

“Please,” she whispered, her eyes wide, pleading. “I need you.”

Those words destroyed me.

I stripped my pants off completely, freeing my cock, slick with precome, hard and heavy against my stomach. Her eyes dropped to it, widening, her lips parting in awe.

“It’s… big,” she murmured, almost shy.

I chuckled, kissing her cheek. “You can handle it.”

She nodded, breathless, spreading her legs for me. My heart hammered, my pride and fear colliding into a desperate need. I positioned myself, my cock brushing her soaked entrance. She gasped, trembling, her tentacles tightening around me like a cocoon.

I pushed in slowly.

Her heat swallowed me inch by inch, tight and wet and perfect. She cried out, clutching me, her face burying into my neck. My breath tore out of me, ragged, raw.

“F*ck—Sera…”

She whimpered, hips rocking up to meet me. “More… please, Evan—more…”

I thrust deeper, groaning as her walls clung to me, squeezing me like she never wanted to let go. She moaned into my ear, her breath hot and desperate.

I pulled out slowly, then pushed back in harder, my hips slamming against hers. She gasped, her tentacles stroking along my chest, my arms, my face, comforting even as her body trembled with each thrust.

I kissed her hard, muffling her cries as I set a rhythm, faster, deeper, her slick heat pulling me in every time. Her breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples hard, rubbing against me with every movement.

“Evan— ah~ Evan—” she moaned, her voice breaking.

“You feel… so good,” I groaned, burying my face in her neck, sucking at her skin until red marks bloomed. “F*ck, Sera— you’re perfect.”

Her nails dug into my back, her tentacles caressing my sides, stroking my hair, holding me close. “Don’t stop… don’t stop—”

I thrust harder, my cock slamming deep into her sweet, wet hole, the sound of our bodies meeting filling the room. She gasped with every movement, her body trembling, her moans growing higher.

“I can’t—Evan~ I’m— ah—”

Her walls clenched tight around me, pulsing, milking me as she came. She screamed my name, her tentacles squeezing me tight, pulling me deeper as her climax shook through her.

The feel of her, the sound of her, the way she clung to me, it pushed me over the edge.

I groaned her name, thrusting hard one last time before I came, spilling deep inside her, filling her. My whole body shuddered, my head falling to her shoulder, my breath ragged, my heart pounding.

[Level Up! You are now Level 13!]

[EXP Gained: +500]

[Stat Points Gained: +5]

[HP and DP +100 points]

Updated Attributes:

HP: 10,712

DP: 774

Strength: 54  (+5)

Agility: 74

Endurance: 78

Magic Affinity: 97

Demonic Influence: 117

[You just get a new partner: Seraphina Lioré (Sloth) ]

We clung to each other, trembling, panting, her tentacles stroking me gently, soothing even as we shook in the aftermath.

I kissed her softly, my lips brushing hers.

She smiled, soft, innocent, nothing smug left in her eyes. “See? You’re strong enough.”

“Yeah,” I muttered, though my voice cracked, because everything about this, about her, was breaking something open inside me. Something I didn’t know I’d locked away.

I stayed there for a moment, breathing her in, still buried inside her, still holding her like she was something fragile and irreplaceable. And then, because part of me thought I should give her space, I started to pull back.

But her hand caught my cheek. Her tentacles flexed just slightly around my shoulders, and she whispered, “Wait.”

I stilled. “What is it?”

She looked flushed, shy even, which was new for her. Then she used her tentacles, those same lazy, clingy appendages that usually drove me crazy, to grab at her discarded clothes, pulling a sleeve over. She wiped gently at her thighs, where a streak of blood had smeared. Virgin blood.

Her face softened, almost embarrassed. “I don’t want to leave it on you… or here.”

I blinked, realizing. My chest tightened.

My throat went dry. I wanted to say something, something profound, something more than the dumb wave of guilt and pride and tenderness flooding me all at once.

Her tentacle wiped again, though the stain on the velvet beneath us still glistened faintly. I winced. “Oh no. Lilith is going to kill me.”

That finally made her giggle. “She won’t.”

“I should get a towel—” I started, reaching for the one I’d hung up earlier.

Her tentacle wrapped around my wrist, tugging me gently back. “It’s fine.”

“But—”

Her eyes softened, almost glowing in the dim light. “It’s fine, Evan. The stain will disappear.”

I frowned. “Disappear?”

She nodded once, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I didn’t press. Not out loud. But in my head? My brain raced. ‘Demon blood… maybe it evaporates? Maybe it fades on its own?’ Some weird, hellspawn physics I wasn’t meant to question. Still, it gnawed at me, like a puzzle piece I couldn’t slot in.

Instead, I swallowed and asked quietly, “Do you… need to bathe?”

She tilted her head, considering. Then shook it. “I did already. I just want to sleep with you.”

The way she said it… sleep with me, not “next to me”, hit me somewhere deep.

I sighed, running my hand over her hair, smoothing it back. “Then let’s sleep.”

I lifted her gently, like she might break if I wasn’t careful, and carried her to the bed. Her arms looped lazily around my neck, her tentacles curling protectively around us both, not heavy, just present. Like a blanket that breathed.

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