The Incubus System Chapter 1124. Remain The Same

The Incubus System Chapter 1124. Remain The Same

*Ting*

[Your Demonic Power is fully charged.]

[You have gained EXP!]

The pleasure was almost unbearable. I roared out my release and lifted my head. My breathing was ragged, my body was shaking from the intensity.

Once the haze of desire lifted, I became aware of the sounds of soft giggles and satisfied sighs. A pair of arms encircled me, holding me close. A voice, husky and breathless, whispered in my ear, "You haven't made Mommy come again~"

I glanced at Lilieth, who was hugging me tightly. Her eyes were dark with desire. "Don't forget about me, Ethan. I'm still here~"

A smile spread across my face as I turned and pinned Lilieth beneath me. "My apologies, mom." I lowered myself, and kissed her, a slow, sensual kiss that was filled with promises. "Allow me to make it up to you."

"Mmm..." she hummed in approval, her body melting against mine.

I pulled back, staring deep into her eyes. "And this time," I said, my voice a low growl, "I won't stop until you're screaming my name."

And I kept my word.

I pulled my tail from her pussy and replaced it with my real cock. 'Demonic Erection level 5.'

"Uhhhh!"

With a primal groan, I thrust myself into her, burying my cock deep inside her wet, welcoming heat. The sensation was overwhelming, the feel of her body gripping me tightly, as if she never wanted to let go.

At the same time, the tip of my tail went inside her butthole.

"Gaaaah!"

She screamed in ecstasy, her nails digging into my back, leaving marks that would stay with me for days.

I was lost in the feeling of her, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, the sounds of her cries, the taste of her skin.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" I growled, my movements growing faster, more frantic.

"Yes!" she gasped out, her body meeting mine in a dance as old as time itself. "Don't stop."

The pleasure was unbearable. I reached a hand between us, finding her sensitive nub, my fingers rubbing and pinching her in the way I knew drove her wild. Her tail wrapped around me, as if to hold me in place.

"Oh, fuck!" she screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head as her orgasm crashed over her, sending shockwaves through her body.

Another dark chuckle escaped me. "You're not done yet, mommy," I murmured, my fingers continuing their assault.

Her hips bucked against me, her back arching, as if her body couldn't get enough of me. "Oh, Ethan. You are a good boy..."

I increased the speed and force of my thrusts, the sensation of being inside her pushing me closer to the edge. "I am. I will always be your good boy, Mommy."

"Yes, yes, yes..." she chanted, her nails raking down my back.

My demon cock started to throb and twitch. I could feel her body responding, her walls pulsing around me, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm us both.

I buried my face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent, the feel of her skin against mine almost too much to bear. I let out a roar as my climax hit me.

*Ting*

[Your Demonic Power is fully charged.]

[You have gained EXP!]

"Lilieth..." I gasped out, the sensation almost too much to bear.

"Ethan..." she whispered, her voice a mix of surprise and wonder, her body shuddering with her own orgasm.

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Lord Damon’s PoV

Lord Damon walked through Lightglen City, his steps slow but deliberate. The human world felt strange under his feet after so long. It had been thousands of years since he last set foot here, back when the world still feared him. Now? It had changed. Evolved. Yet, somehow, it remained the same.

He wasn’t in his demon lord form, but it didn’t matter. His presence alone was enough to make the humans around him uneasy. It was subtle, an unconscious realization that whispered at the back of their minds—'this is not someone you can fuck around with’. Some people walked a little faster when passing by him, others avoided eye contact, their gazes darting to the side as if looking directly at him might be a mistake they’d regret.

Good. At least their instincts weren’t completely broken.

He glanced around, taking in the sights, the massive buildings, the bright neon signs, the flashing advertisements trying desperately to hold human attention for more than a few seconds. The way they lived now, so fast, so chaotic—it was nothing like the world he remembered.

The last time he was here, this place was still under the rule of a king. It had been called the Aeros Kingdom then, before the revolution, before humans decided to abandon monarchs in favor of something they called democracy. He smirked. Humans always thought change meant progress, but in the end, it was always the same game—just different players.

Still, it wasn’t nostalgia that brought him here. No, it was something else. Something deeper. Something he wasn’t quite ready to put into words yet.

He moved toward the center of the city. His gaze settled on a small park. It was quiet, secluded, away from the chaotic buzz of the streets. A small fountain stood at its heart, water trickling down in soft, soothing streams. Trees provided patches of shade, their leaves rustling faintly in the evening breeze. And at the very center of the park stood a monument—modest, unassuming, yet unmistakably significant.

Two stone swords crossed at the base, their edges dulled by time. An inscription was carved into the worn stone.

‘Here fell Erebus, the fallen demon lord. May his name be remembered, may his story never be forgotten.’

Lord Damon stared at the monument, his eyes tracing the letters, his fingers twitching slightly at his sides. He came here intentionally despite not knowing the exact reason why he did it. Perhaps fate. Perhaps guilt.

Erebus. His brother. The one he had killed with his own hands.