Chapter 10: 2-2: Lust Archdemons Need Love Too part 5 #r18

I smiled, sitting up to kiss her deeply. She returned the embrace, slowly breaking it as I sank back onto my elbows. Her gaze raked my upper body, rippling muscles catching the light. She licked her lips. "C-can I…?" She asked hesitantly, reaching towards my bare skin.

I nodded, hiding a smirk. "Go right ahead."

Her soft hands brushed against my chest, slowly running over the ridges of muscle and scar tissue. Her pupils dilated, her tail slowly waving back and forth. Her attention moved down, hands brushing against chiseled abs and a few thin scars. She stopped at the waist of my pants, cheeks a deep red.

"We don't have to do this, you know." I murmured, reaching out to brush against her cheek. "I can wait as long as you need."

"No." She licked her lips, gaze locked where it was. "If I don't do this now, I may actually go insane. My instincts were quiet during our date because they saw it as me luring you in, but now you're in my nest, and they're screaming at me to pounce."

"Mmm." I trailed my fingertips down to her shoulder, under her arm, reaching to touch the ribbon holding her dress together. "Whatever shall I do… trapped within the lair of the hungry Succubus, pinned down by her sexy, sexy body…"

Her dress fell apart, and she blushingly allowed me to see the goods hidden beneath. The door clicked shut, the lock latching itself. A number of Magic Circles covered the ceiling, her shy gaze remaining on me despite her actions.

I chuckled, casually flipping and pinning the tanned girl to the bed. I raked my eyes over her form, enjoying the sight of her in nothing but her undergarments. Since the game prohibited R-18 content, I had never seen her in so little before. Her bra was a lacy number that revealed more than it hid, and her panties were literally tied on.

I tugged off my jacket and slid off my pants, tossing them aside along with her discarded dress. She gazed up at me, eyes tracing the lines of my muscles. Her tail gently wrapped around my waist, the barb on the end mere millimeters from my skin.

"Any last words before we begin?" I teased.

She snapped out of her trance, blush deepening. "Y-yes." She stuttered, visibly fighting for control. "P-please… cum inside the first time. I can't get pregnant except for in very specific circumstances, and the Mate Mark only shows up after you… um…"

My lips twitched. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

"…After you cum inside."

"There. Was that so hard to say?" I smiled, still looking her over with a hungry gaze. My hands slowly drifted downward, and I enjoyed her squirming as I toyed with the strings of her undergarments. I could see a wet spot beginning to form as her arousal manifested, her heavy breaths and lashing tail screaming her desperation.

"Just fuck me!" She finally blurted. "Please, I need this!"

"Good girl." I purred, untying her panties. The drenched cloth was tossed aside, and her bra had already been undone by the time I returned my attention to her breasts. They were smooth and supple, bouncing slightly upon release. She eeped softly as I cupped them in my hands, delighting in the way my fingers easily sank into the soft mounds.

"I'd heard Archdemons were sensitive, but this…" I trailed off, running my thumb around her erect nipple. "I suppose this is what happens when you evolve from a Succubus without learning how to resist this kind of pleasure." I tweaked her nipple, and she gasped loudly. Her uncovered pussy twitched, a clear stream of liquid dripping onto the bed. "Are you ready?"

"I-I'm ready." She whispered, eyes glazed with lust. "D-do it."

I didn't hesitate, slamming my member into her pussy in one thrust. Her back arched and she gasped, face contorting with pleasure. I noticed no hymen, even as her dripping vagina tightened and convulsed. She shuddered several more times, face relaxing.

"Oh, God." She whispered. "Oh yes."

I began to thrust, eliciting soft moans with every stroke. She was clearly enjoying every moment of it, tightening with every slight movement. I began toying with her nipples, increasing my tempo. Her moans increased in volume. "H-harder!" She gasped as my thumb brushed her nipple. "P-please!"

I obliged, grinning at the sheer bliss on her face. Her breath was coming in deep pants, her tongue sticking out slightly. "D-don't hold back." She pleaded. "Ride me as hard as you can."

And so I did. I shifted my hold to grasp her upper arms, holding her still as I began to pound her glorious body. Her mind was repeatedly slammed with pleasure, and the few words that escaped her lips only pleaded for more. I obliged, strengthening my thrusts and beginning to aim for where I quickly learned her G-spot was.

She came for the first time with a scream, clamping down hard on my member. But I was still moving, something that sent even larger waves of ecstasy through her broken mind. "N-no, please, I just—AAH!" she moaned, clamping down again. "Y-yes!"

She began to beg, clenching repeatedly around me. I lost count of how many times her sensitive form came before I started getting close, her body naturally responding to my ministrations by flooding her brain with pleasure. I felt her begin to tighten around me, and her screams increased in volume. My dick hardened even further, and I felt a surge beginning to gather at its' tip. "I'm cumming!" I warned.

"OH, YES! OH, ROOT YES! DEEPER! YES! THERE!" She screamed in ecstasy, pressing back against me. "YESSS! PLEASE! MAKE ME YOURS!"

She tightened in bliss, and my slowly building orgasm finally hit. I forced myself deep into her, using her upper arms as handles as I buried it inside.

"YEEESSSS!" Archer screamed, back arching. Her entire form writhed for a moment as I came, pouring my semen into her. "YES! YES! YES! MORE!" She gasped, eyes widening as it began to overflow and seep onto her stomach.

A glowing mark scorched itself onto the skin of her waistline, just above her cervix. A red mark, two crescents with the second facing into the first, a third line intersecting on top. She collapsed, panting, as the hissing brand cooled. Red lines branched away from it, a spiked mockery of a heart forming in the very center.

I traced my finger over the Mark, feeling her shudder beneath me. "My, my." I murmured. "You weren't kidding."

"Nope." She agreed absently. "By every law of my kind, I now belong completely to you." She shifted, spreading her legs invitingly. "Now… would you mind a second round?" She asked, licking her lips. "I'm starving…"

I just laughed, shifting my grip so I could begin again. Her legs locked behind me, and I began fucking her senseless.

Within seconds, all the predator inside of her had vanished, leaving her begging desperately once more. Her breasts bounced and swayed with every thrust, a tempting prize that I couldn't touch. Her Mark pulsed, her tail unwound from my waist, and she cried out.

"O-oh, OH!" She clenched around me once, twice. "Y-YES!"

I her entire pussy tightened, her hot core making my aching member twitch. My speed increased, my tempo becoming more and more erratic as I slowly reached the breaking point. The Archdemon before me could no longer speak, sightless gaze staring up and her mouth open in a silent scream. I shoved myself into her one last time, making her body contort as my cum bathed her insides once more.

It was amazing, I mused to myself, how much better sex was without that bothersome refractory periods humans had.

I pressed a kiss to Archer's lips and returned to thoroughly fucking her into the mattress.

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Archer panted in exhaustion, tan skin slick with sweat. Her face was still full of bliss, only increased as my dick continued to pump semen into her. I waited a bit longer, then pulled out with a soft pop. She whimpered, returning to focus somewhat. "K-Ko?"

"We should probably get to sleep soon." I warned, ignoring my raging boner. "You don't have much left in you."

She didn't hear me. Her gaze locked on my dripping member, and she began to move without even seeming to realize it. We had been going for hours, and it seemed no matter how much I gave she always needed more.

Her eyes widened and she inhaled deeply. A blissful expression crossed her face as she happily pulled my erect member into her warm mouth. She moaned loudly at the taste, tail lashing. She choked for a moment as my member slipped further down her throat, but her eyes glazed over as she inhaled again. An almost purr-like hum began deep in her chest, and she began to suck and bob her head.

I groaned, feeling her mouth go to work. She wrapped her surprisingly long tongue around my shaft, pulling it up and down as she sucked. She continued this for a while, the starving Archdemon sucking hard enough to pull me close to the edge. I enjoyed her ministrations to the fullest, my control gradually slipping as her technique got better and better.

"Cumming." I warned. Then, as she sucked one last time, I came.

She twitched violently as my seed shot down her throat, eyes rolling back into her head and her body shivering. She delightedly sucked down every last drop, swallowing loudly and licking her lips. She eyed the drooping member, smiling slightly. "It tastes amazing." She mumbled, beaming.

"All right, that's all for tonight, love." I cooed, pulling away. Her face twisted with confusion as she stared at me. "Any more and I'd have to clean you off myself."

She looked down, finally seeming to notice her shaking limbs. "O-oh…"

"Mmm." I raised an eyebrow. "You just had a full-body workout while blasting out a Lust Aura strong enough to drain most of your stamina. I get that you probably did it on instinct, but you might've lasted another round or two if you hadn't."

She shifted, face flushing lightly. She was covered in sweat and semen, shaking slightly from exertion, and absolutely trembling with desperation. She licked her lips absently, beginning to move closer—

"Archer."

She shuddered. "…Please? Just… one more."

I sighed. "I'll tell you what. If you aren't in pain tomorrow, next time I'll keep going for as long as you want. But for now, let's go get cleaned off."

…Yeah, I know, she was literally begging to be fucked to exhaustion. But considering I could probably fuck her to death if I didn't hold back, it really wasn't the best idea.

Though, judging by her expression, death by orgasm would probably be a perfectly acceptable way to go as long as Noa brought her back to do it all again.

She followed silently as I led us into the shower, her ravenous expression not fading. She pressed her front against the wall to offer her dripping snatch, still hopeful. I pretended not to notice how she kept sneaking looks at my slowly hardening member, instead focusing on washing her off. Her own limbs were weak, unable to even hold onto the bottle of shampoo without losing strength. I rubbed the shampoo into her hair for her instead, lovingly cleaning her off.

To her credit, she resisted for a fair amount of time before falling to her knees and hungrily thrusting my dick down her throat. Her almost orgasmic moan told me all I needed to know how much she wanted it, and I watched in contentment as she began bobbing her head.

"You seem quite happy about this whole deal." I remarked drily.

She hummed happily, pulling away with a soft pop. "I finally get to do what my body's been begging me to do for the past ten years." She told me, white hair slicked back by the water. Her eyes locked with mine, still clouded with lust.

I snorted. "You and me both. But I'm fairly certain you were never this… desperate… before."

She flushed, shaking her head. "I've never been this horny before. After the first time you came, everything else all just… faded away." She eyed my twitching cock hungrily. "I really don't care that much, though. I can see how so many Demons get addicted to this. Every time I so much as smell this scent, it's like there's this switch inside my head that clicks on and everything just feels better." She moved closer, giving the tip of my dick a quick kiss. "And when I'm here… everything makes sense. I'm yours, and this is mine. As long as I keep you happy, you'll let me have it as much as I want."

I blinked. '…All right, I did not expect that. It was Noa that I programmed to be the kinky one, after all. Archer was just supposed to be a nymphomaniac. Since she's my warrior-type, I need her to have a clear head. Apparently Race does more than I thought.'

I felt my mind cloud as my orgasm approached, and Archer's eyes lit up. My hand pulled her head down onto my dick, and she moaned loudly. My cum exploded out of the tip, drenching her throat in juices. She slowly pulled away, swallowing several times. As my member began to droop, she finally released it and swallowed once more with an expression of satisfaction on her face.

"How does it taste to you?" I asked in amusement, watching her happily licking her fingers clean. "I never did hear why you love the taste so much."

She tilted her head, steel-grey eyes meeting mine. "I…" She frowned, rolling the taste in her mouth. The more she seemed to concentrate, though, the hazier her eyes became. "I… I need more." She decided, looking down.

I sighed, pulling her up and against my chest. "Nope. 'One more time' was pushing it."

She flushed, snapping out of her trance. "O-oh. Right. Um. Every time I try to place it, it gets harder to think. It feels like my body's on fire…" She trailed off, eyes glazing slightly. "We're doing this tomorrow, right?"

"Provided you can actually walk then." I said, pressing my forehead against hers. "Sex is great, but it's not worth it if I permanently injure you."

She shuddered, leaning against me. "Could you… distract me?" She murmured, voice faint. "Because I really, really want you to nail me against the shower wall right now. Like, the incorrect amount of wanting it." She shuddered again. "Or you could just start fucking me again, literally anywhere. That works too."

"Mmm." I glanced at her tail, which was gently swaying back and forth. "You know your venom won't work on me, right? The needle wouldn't puncture my skin."

Her tail drooped. "…Are you sure?"

"Positive."'

"Dammit."

I chuckled, mentally searching for a topic of conversation. The warm water cascaded around us, endlessly generating and draining into nothingness. "How about you tell me a bit about your species."

"…What?"

"I'm distracting you." I kissed the tip of her nose. "So. Despite not being born a Lust Archdemon, you seem to know plenty about being one. Explain to me, then, what you know."

"All right." She hummed for a moment. "Anything in specific?"

"Let's start with this." I slid a hand down her stomach, coming to rest over her Mark. "Why would a species of beings who survive off the life energy of semen and the raw emotion of Lust have something that ties them down forever?"

She shrugged, closing her eyes. "Because it gives us the best chance of survival."

I raised an eyebrow. "How so?"

"Well, I only really know about Succubi, since the only Lust Archdemons ever recorded only evolved after decades of, um, satisfying, powerful Demon Kings." She said, cheeks reddening. "And Succubi are, in essence, a race of parasites. They might look absolutely breathtaking and make you feel nice, but they don't do anything but take."

I tilted my head. "Fair enough." I gently reached behind her, shutting off the water and reaching for a towel. I helped her dry off, careful to avoid touching anywhere sensitive enough to set her off again. "Go on."

"R-right. So, from what I've read, every male's semen tastes slightly different. It's part emotion, part species, part personality, part other factors. Succubi generally grow up just feeding, by which I mean, um, sucking guys'..."

"Yep."

"Yeah. That." She coughed. I found it adorable that despite having done 'that' several times, she still refused to call it by its' name. "Um. So, by just feeding, a Succubus can survive hundreds of years. But it isn't really efficient, and there's a few factors involved that make it dangerous. A dry spell could leave a Succubus too weak to hunt again, and a particularly nasty 'donor' could hurt them badly. So eventually, once a Succubus finds a good host, she settles down with them. They claim her as theirs, and her body gradually begins to develop a working reproductive system to give her something to offer."

"Fascinating." I soothed, tugging her over to the door. She was starting to calm down, it seemed. I pressed my palm against the heavy oak and pushed a [Purify] Spell through it, followed by a [Cleanse Poison] and [Clear Status] to neutralize any lingering pheromones that might set her off. "But why a Mark? You said before that getting a Mate gives you horns, why bother with something else?"

She followed me out of the room, not even twitching at the rush of air. I breathed a quiet sigh of relief. There had been a possibility that I had missed something that would get her instincts humming again, but it seemed my luck held. I cast a [Purify] and [Remove Water] duo onto the bed, gently picking up my Mate and setting her down on the dried sheets. I slid in next to her, feeling her automatically press herself into my side.

"Ownership." She mumbled, her shaking limbs gradually stilling. "It's an instant thing. The horns take time to grow in, but the Mate Mark is a one-second confirmation that the Succubus is permanently bonded. If the male considers the female his, then the chances of him throwing her away decrease drastically. It's also a way to tell others the type of relationship she has with her Mate."

"Mmm." I snuggled her close. "How so?"

"Well, at the moment of the," She shuddered at a memory, breath hitching, "at the moment it happens, it draws on the emotions of the male and converts them into mana to create the Mark. Red is love, violet is lust. The darker the color, the deeper in the spectrum it is. A Succubus with a deep violet or nearly black Mark is almost certainly going to belong to a sex slave or mistress, possibly one amongst several other Succubi."

My hand drifted down, gently tracing her Mark. "And a deep red?"

She flushed, burying her face into my chest. I didn't need an answer.

It most likely wasn't that cut-and-dry, obviously, considering I was willing to fuck her into the mattress just to satisfy my own lust. I was willing to bet that sections of the dark red were close enough to black that you couldn't see them as the violet they were. But she chose to interpret it as pure love, so I wasn't about to stop her.

"Are you all right now?" I asked instead, changing the subject. "All calmed down?"

"Yeah." She mumbled, inhaling deeply. "My body just realized I have zero energy left. I don't think I could get up if I tried."

I felt my dick twitch slightly, kindly informing me that I most definitely could. It was becoming clear that having my two Maidens at once wasn't just an option for me, it was mandatory if I wanted to actually tire myself out. Noa was sure to be thrilled.

"I love you." Archer smiled softly, looking up at me. "I wouldn't have wanted to do this with anyone else. And even if I am sore tomorrow, I would do it all again in a heartbeat."

I returned her smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Don't worry, love. You're sure to get better with time. Racial Skills aren't exactly something you can just call up on a whim and instantly become an expert with, it takes practice and dedication."

She perked up. "…Do you think I have an endurance-boosting Skill?"

I hesitated. Truth be told I knew exactly which Skills she had, but still… "We'll see."

She beamed, snuggling into my arms. "I'd like that." She mused. "I really, really love sex."

My lips twitched, and I chuckled quietly. "You don't say…" I murmured, closing my eyes. "You don't say…"

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I opened my eyes a few some time later, confused. The room was brighter, lit by candles. The sheets were different, a soft silk rather than cotton. Archer was smiling down at me, as naked as the day she was born.

"What?" She hummed, tail waving through the air. "Did you forget Succubi can enter dreams?"

My answering grin made her giggle.

"Time for round… what number was it again?"

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