52. Raven’s Talk

Raven couldn't believe how good it felt. She wasn't sure it was the drug, or whatever it was, but her neck arched backwards as the Trader's dick pierced her vagina. She wasn't a virgin, and she didn't think she was a prude, either. But if this was sex, she was pretty sure she'd get addicted. The man was insatiable. The way he manhandled her body like she was just her plaything gave her a sense of helplessness, and yet, rather than resist it, she enjoyed it.

"Miss Raven, I'm very satisfied with your performance today." The trader praised as his dick plowed her. "You were really sexy and attractive."

She moaned as the dick ravaged her. Raven could see it in the trader's eyes, so filled with desire. She had never felt a man look at her like that, and secretly, she wondered whether Aman could look at her like that. She shook her head- what was she thinking?!

"Oooh." She moaned as the dick somehow made her lower half feel like it belonged to someone else.

"I like how perky your breasts are, look at them bouncing as we mate so passionately." Edmund pushed his dick in. He wondered whether this was enough to trigger the corruption of the heroine, and steal some of her hero powers. If this worked, he'd have an easier time moving forward.

Even his touches was so sensual. She felt her entire skin tingle, and she bit the lower half of her lips just to not make it too obvious. "-so- good." She moaned.

Edmund leaned closer and whispered. "More?"

"Yeah." Raven nodded as she felt the cock hit parts within her no one ever did. How did it even get so deep, and she didn't even know it's possible to feel things like this.

Edmund's dick was a demon's dick. It could shapeshift and transform. He looked at the heroine drowning in pleasure, and wondered whether he already got her.

It didn't. Not yet.

Maybe it was a mental descent thing, if so, Edmund needed to break her a little more thoroughly.

For Raven, sex with a demon lord of lust was pretty much the most mindboggling thing she had ever experienced. She thought after all the torture, plain vanilla penetration would be ordinary, even lacklustre.

But she was wrong. It was even better.

Because she wasn't tasting a mortal penis, but a demon's magical instrument. Edmund's dragon was filled with small feelers that latched onto her nerves, stimulating them precisely in a way a mortal could never do. These feelers connect with those nerves directly, and the signals they sent attacked her mind directly. Edmund doesn't even need to actually do the motions of sex beyond inserting his thing inside and let the feelers do the work, hacking the nerves to stimulate her directly.

He wasn't a human, even if he looked like one. So why bother having sex the same way? Edmund leaned in and whispered. "This is great. Keep going, Raven. I like this. Do you like it?"

Her body tingled as his whispered, her lower half was constantly electrocuted. She couldn't see properly.

He thrusted his thing deeper, the feelers adjusting and locking onto new sets of nerves. "Do you like it?"

Raven couldn't even keep her head straight as she turned and recoiled from the pleasure. "-yes. Yes."

"Louder."

"Yes!" Edmund smiled, he would like to use his feelers on her mind, thus messing with her thoughts directly. But for now, this was so intense for Raven, even though it really was just normal sex. The feelers constantly bombarded her body with stimulation, his fingers touched her fingers, and also, the same feelers on Edmund's fingers connected to her nerves.

Electric.  "Fuuuh-" Her breathing was ragged. She wasn't sure what she was feeling anymore.

Edmund then unloaded his juices into Raven's body repeatedly, just as she orgasmed. It was easy to trigger it when his feelers controlled her nerves. She shook and vibrated violently. "Oh my god~~~~" She screamed as her lower half creamed. It felt like her bladder and everything down there lost control.

"Great job, Raven. Great job."

After the four hours of constant penetration, she expected to feel sore down below. But instead, it was just filled with a warm, pleasant, pleasurable glow. It's as if her womb and vagina had somehow turned into a warm mug of chocolate during a cold day. It was such a pleasant sensation that Raven didn't even want to move.

Edmund sat there, and decided to give the potion of restoration to her directly. "Here, this should you feel better."

"Will it- will it take away this pleasant buzz from here?" Raven said, she was a little dazed and her mind still filled with sex. She touched her groin, and sighed.

"It might. I'm not sure." Edmund smirked. "But I hope to see you tomorrow."

Raven never had such good sex, and she looked back at the trader. "-yeah. Okay."

She leaned back on the bed that was filled with her sweat and their sexual fluids.

"Can- can I just sleep here?"

Edmund laughed. "You sure you want your friends to find out?"

Those words caused her to panic, and she somehow jumped out of her bed. "Oh shit you're right. I'll get going."

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