The Incubus System Chapter 1017. Make The Queen Beg IV

The Incubus System Chapter 1017. Make The Queen Beg IV

“OAH!” With a cry that echoed through the room, she came. Her body convulsed beneath mine, her back arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, her breath catching in her throat, her moans turning into a series of sharp, desperate gasps. Her tail tightened around my leg, squeezing with almost painful force, her nails raking down my back, leaving red trails on my skin.

But I wasn’t finished yet. Not even close.

I laughed, a low, dark sound that filled me with a wicked satisfaction. I pulled my hard erection out of her, watching as her eyes flew open, a look of shock and confusion flashing across her face. Her body was still trembling, still riding the waves of her orgasm, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts, her chest heaving.

“No… no, please…” she whimpered, her voice trembling, her hips lifting instinctively, trying to draw me back in, to feel that fullness again, that heat. “Don’t… don’t stop…”

I grinned down at her, a predatory smile, my eyes gleaming with a dark, dangerous light. “Oh, I’m not stopping,” I said, my voice a low, seductive growl. “But I’m not done with you yet, Zalira. Not by a long shot.”

I positioned myself at her entrance again, teasing her, the tip of my erection brushing against her swollen, sensitive folds. Her body was still trembling from her release, her breath coming in ragged gasps, but there was something different now, something more raw and primal in the way she moved. She was no longer trying to hold back or resist. She was giving in to her desire, exposing herself completely.

This time, Zalira didn’t hesitate. She lunged forward, her lips crashing into mine. Her kiss was desperate, hungry, her tongue invading my mouth, tasting me, devouring me. She moaned against my lips, a deep, throaty sound. I could feel her need, her hunger, the way her body pressed against mine, demanding more, craving more.

She pulled back, her breath hot and heavy against my skin, her eyes half-lidded, dark with desire. She didn’t waste a moment, her mouth moving to my jaw, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck. I felt her teeth graze my skin. Her hands roamed over my body, her fingers digging into my back, pulling me closer, holding me tight.

She didn’t stop there. She shifted, her tail wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer as her mouth moved lower, her tongue flicking out to lick my skin, tasting me. She was wild, uninhibited, her body moving against mine, her hips grinding against me, seeking that friction, that heat.

“Zalira…” I breathed, my voice low and rough, filled with a mixture of surprise and arousal. I wasn’t expecting this. I wasn’t expecting her to be so… bold. So hungry. If I was a human I could understand it, but I was in my demonic form. She should have hesitated, but she didn’t. She lost control despite the fact that I hadn't given her my cum yet.

She didn’t respond with words. Instead, she pressed her lips to my chest, her tongue darting out to lick a path up to my collarbone. She kissed me again, her mouth hot and demanding, her tongue sweeping against mine. She was consuming me, her desire raw and unfiltered, her need was clear.

And then, with a sudden movement, she pushed me back, her hands on my shoulders, guiding me down. Her body pressed against mine, her breasts brushing against my chest, her nipples hard and sensitive. She leaned down, her lips capturing mine again in a fierce, possessive kiss.

I could feel her heat, her wetness against me, the way her hips rocked against mine, seeking that contact, that friction. Her tail tightened around my waist, holding me in place as she moved against me, her body slick with sweat, her breath hot against my skin.

She pulled back, her eyes blazing with a fire that was both terrifying and exhilarating. “Don’t hold back,” she whispered, her voice a low, husky command. “Give me everything.”

I grinned up at her, my hands moving to grip her hips, holding her steady. “You want everything, huh?” I teased, my voice a dark, seductive purr. “You think you can handle it?”

She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she lowered herself onto me. She was tight, so tight, her walls clenching around me, pulling me deeper, holding me in place. Her hips moved in a slow, steady rhythm, her breath coming in soft, shallow gasps as she adjusted to the size of me, the feel of me inside her.

I could feel her muscles contracting around me, her body responding to my movement and touch. She was close, so close, her desire building with every thrust, every stroke. I could see it in her eyes, the way they fluttered closed, the way her mouth fell open, her breath coming in short, desperate bursts.

“Damian…” she moaned, her voice a desperate plea, her body moving faster, harder, seeking more. “I… I need…”

“What do you need?” I whispered, my voice a low, seductive growl. “Tell me, Zalira. Tell me what you want.”

She moaned again, her hips moving faster, her body grinding against mine with a desperation that was almost frantic. “I need… I need more,” she gasped, her voice trembling with desire, her hands clutching at my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin.

I grinned, a wicked smile spreading across my face. “Then take it,” I said, my voice a low, dark command. “Take everything you need.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. She moved faster, her body moving against mine with a fierce, primal rhythm, her hips rocking against me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I could feel her walls tightening around me, her body clenching, her muscles contracting as she built toward another climax.

I leaned up, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss, my hands moving to cup her breasts, my thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples. Her movements became more frantic, her hips rocking against mine with a desperate intensity. I could feel the tight, slick heat of her around me, the way her body clenched and released, pulling me deeper, holding me tight.