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The Incubus System Chapter 1013. You Won’t Be Able To Walk For A Week

The Incubus System Chapter 1013. You Won’t Be Able To Walk For A Week

"Yes," I confirmed, my voice calm and confident. “That’s how we do it. That’s how I do it…” I said again. “It’s more than just an act. It’s a binding agreement—a contract forged in pleasure, in connection, in trust. It’s a commitment that goes beyond mere words or signatures on a piece of paper.”

Zalira looked surprised, her eyes widening as she processed the meaning behind my words. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, the color spreading down her neck as she realized the full weight of my proposition. I could see the mixture of emotions flickering in her gaze—curiosity, uncertainty, a hint of fear, and something else, something darker and more tempting.

I chuckled softly. “I’ve never disappointed anyone, Your Majesty,” I said smoothly, my confidence unwavering. I let my words linger, each one dripping with promise. “I will introduce you to pleasures that will make you think of me long after this night is over.”

I lowered my face and this time... I crashed my lips onto hers. She gasped, her mouth opening slightly, and I took advantage of the opportunity to deepen the kiss, letting my tongue explore her mouth, tasting her. But rather than soft and gentle like before, my movement was rougher. She tasted sweet, like honey and spice, and I could feel the heat rising between us.

She pulled back, her breath ragged, her eyes still wide and filled with something like shock. I grinned, knowing I had her right where I wanted her. She wasn't the only one in control. And this time... I would do something I hadn't done before. I decided to take her rough, just like her request. But first I needed to turn her on.

My hands slid down her sides, exploring the curves of her body. My lips trailed down her neck, nipping at her pulse point, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her. I could feel her muscles tensing, her body reacting to my touch.

My fingers found her breasts, caressing them, teasing her nipples into hard peaks. Again, it was a gentle touch as I left a faint red mark on her skin. 

She groaned, arching her back, her eyes closing as she gave herself over to the sensation. I could feel her heat, her desire, the raw, primal need mixed into one.

Meanwhile, my tail found her entrance, and I felt her stiffen, her breath catching in her throat. But I didn't put it in, I only teased her with it, circling her entrance, brushing against her clit. She shuddered, her body trembling, a moan escaping her lips.

"Ngh..."

I slid a finger into her, feeling the tight, slick heat of her body, her wetness. She groaned, her eyes half-closed, her lips parted, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I could feel her muscles contracting around me, her hips moving involuntarily, her body driven by an instinctual need for more. Her desire was clear.

A low chuckle escaped my lips. “You’re wet already?” I asked, my voice a low, husky purr, teasing her. “I guess you really want this, huh? Is it because the one with you now isn’t just a businessman anymore? But a demon?” I taunted her, my voice filled with mockery, knowing exactly how to push her buttons.

She moaned, her eyes meeting mine, filled with a mix of desire and frustration. “Don’t be so mean…” Zalira pleaded, her voice a soft, breathless whimper, her body betraying her as it moved against my touch, seeking more.

I laughed, a dark, wicked laugh that sent a shiver down her spine. “Oh, I’ll show you mean,” I said, my voice taking on a dangerous edge, filled with a promise of things to come. “You won’t be able to walk for a week.”

With that, I pushed my finger deeper into her, adding another, feeling her walls clench around me. I moved my fingers inside her, curling them, hitting that spot that made her cry out, her body arching off the lounge, her hands clutching at my shoulders, nails digging into my skin. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps, her eyes wide, pupils dilated with lust.

I watched her, enjoying the sight of the mighty queen brought to her knees by pleasure, her composure shattered, her control slipping away with every thrust of my fingers. I could feel her getting closer, her body trembling, her breath hitching, her moans growing louder, more frantic.

“You like that, don’t you?” I whispered against her ear, my voice a dark, seductive purr. “You like being taken like this, don’t you, Zalira? You like knowing you’re mine, that I can make you feel things no one else can.”

She didn’t answer, couldn’t answer, her voice lost in a gasp of pleasure as I pressed my thumb against her clit, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles. Her body tensed, her muscles tightening around me, her breath coming in ragged, desperate bursts. She was close, so close, teetering on the edge, and I knew exactly how to push her over.

“Louder,” I commanded, my voice low and rough, filled with a dark, commanding authority. “Moan louder for me!”

And with that, I thrust my fingers deeper, faster, my thumb pressing harder against her clit, rubbing in tight, rapid circles. Her body arched, her head falling back, a loud, breathless cry almost escaping her lips as she neared the peak, her muscles clenching around me, her body trembling on the edge of release. I could feel her building up, every muscle in her body tightening as she prepared to shatter in pleasure.

But just before she could tip over that edge, I pulled my fingers out abruptly, leaving her gasping, her body left in a suspended state of desperate need. Her eyes flew open, a mix of shock and frustration flashing in them as she realized I had stopped, leaving her teetering on the brink of a powerful orgasm.

“W-What are you doing?” she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of confusion and a needy whimper. Her hips bucked involuntarily, seeking the pleasure I had denied her, a flush of frustration crossing her features.

I smirked, a dark, teasing glint in my eyes. “Did you really think I’d let you come just with my fingers?” I taunted, my voice a low, seductive growl. “No, no, Zalira. That was just the prologue,” I said, leaning in closer, my breath hot against her ear. “I just wanted to prepare your hole for mine.”


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