The Incubus System Chapter 1018. Make The Queen Beg V

The Incubus System Chapter 1018. Make The Queen Beg V

“Damian… “ she moaned against my lips, her breath hot and ragged, her voice trembling with a mix of desperation and desire. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her fingers clawing at my skin as she moved against me, seeking, needing. “Give me… give me your seed…” she gasped, her voice a raw, pleading whisper.

Her words sent a surge of dark, primal satisfaction flooding through me. She wanted it—wanted me. Wanted all of me. And I was more than willing to give it to her.

“You want my seed, Zalira?” I growled against her lips, my voice low, filled with dark promise. “You want to feel it fill you up, deep inside?” I thrust into her harder, deeper, each movement pushing her closer to the edge, each thrust driving us both toward a climax that promised to be intense, all-consuming.

“Yes… yes!” she cried out, her voice breaking, her body trembling as she moved faster, her hips slamming against mine with a desperation that was almost animalistic. “Please… I need it… I need it inside me… all of it…”

I could feel myself getting close, my muscles tightening, my breath coming in short, harsh gasps. Her body was tight around me, her walls clenching, her heat enveloping me, driving me wild with the need to release, to fill her, to give her everything she was begging for.

Her tail tightened around my waist, her scales pressing into my skin, her body coiling around me as she rode me, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts, her moans filling the room, mixing with the sound of our bodies moving together, skin against skin, slick and hot and desperate.

I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. Her moans grew louder, her body tensing, her muscles clenching around me as she neared her peak once more, her hips grinding against mine, seeking that final push, that last bit of friction to send her over.

And then, with a guttural cry, she came again. “Oh!” she moaned, her body shuddering, convulsing around me, her walls clenching tight, pulling me in, holding me in place as she rode out her orgasm. Her eyes squeezed shut, her entire body trembling, her tail squeezing tighter around my waist.

I felt her release trigger my own, the tightness in my core snapping like a coiled spring that finally let loose. I buried myself deep inside her, my hands gripping her hips, holding her firmly in place as I came. The sensation was intense, overwhelming—a rush of heat and pleasure that coursed through my entire body. I could feel the hot rush of my seed filling her, spilling deep within her core, coating her walls. Her body clenched around me, milking every last drop from me as if she couldn’t get enough.

Ting

[Your Demonic Power is fully charged!]

[Congratulations! You have got a partner!]

[Zalira Ashelis – Lamia (31)]

Zalira’s eyes fluttered closed, her lips parted in a silent gasp as she felt the warmth of my release inside her. Her body shuddered again. Her hips bucked against mine, her tail tightening around my waist, pulling me even deeper into her, as if trying to draw every bit of my essence into herself.

“Yes… “ she moaned softly, her voice a breathless whisper, her head falling back, exposing the long curve of her neck. She was lost in it now, completely overwhelmed by the sensation, her body moving instinctively, driven by a primal need, a raw, insatiable hunger.

I could feel my own climax stretching out, prolonged by the tight, rhythmic contractions of her body around me, squeezing and releasing. It was a fierce pleasure that left me breathless.

Finally, the intensity began to subside, my body relaxing as the last remnants of my orgasm flowed through me. Zalira’s body went limp, her chest heaving, her skin slick with sweat, her eyes half-closed in a haze of satisfaction and exhaustion. I could feel her pussy still twitching around me, the aftershocks of her own climax rippling through her. She looked utterly spent, completely sated, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

I slowly pulled out, feeling the tightness of her release me, and as I did, a warm flood of my semen spilled out of her, pouring down her tail in a thick, creamy stream. It was an obscene amount, more than I had ever released before, and for a moment, I wondered if it was too much.

‘Did I overdo it?’ I thought, a small, amused grin tugging at the corners of my mouth. But then I remembered who I was dealing with—a lamia queen who had challenged me, who had demanded that I give her everything.

She had gotten exactly what she asked for.

Zalira lay there, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her eyes closed. I could see the satisfaction on her face, the soft, serene expression that spoke of a woman who had been thoroughly pleased. Her body was relaxed, her limbs loose, her tail unwinding from around my waist to drape limply over the edge. She looked… peaceful. Almost vulnerable.

“Well, Your Majesty,” I said softly, my voice a low, teasing purr as I leaned over her, brushing a strand of damp hair away from her face. “Did I live up to your expectations?”

Her eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile spreading across her lips. “More than that,” she admitted, her voice a breathy whisper, her eyes still half-lidded with pleasure. “I… I didn’t know it could be like that.”

I chuckled softly, brushing my lips against hers in a gentle, lingering kiss. “I told you, Zalira. I don’t disappoint.”

She let out a soft, contented sigh. I could feel her still trembling, a gentle aftershock of everything that had just happened. Her eyes were half-closed, a dazed, satisfied smile playing on her lips.

“You’ve really… surprised me, Damian,” she murmured, her voice low and breathless, almost as if she were speaking more to herself than to me. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”