Page 21 of Sins of the Succubus

"Fuck, I'm coming," he groans, his body tensing as he fills me with his hot, demonic seed. "Take it, Neela. Take every last drop."

I cry out as I feel his seed flooding my womb, the sensation both foreign and exhilarating. His thrusts slow, but he doesn't pull out, instead pushing deeper into me as though trying to ensure that his seed takes root.

"This is how you are bred, unlike those pathetic wimps you've known," he murmurs, his voice a soft growl in my ear. "Bred by a demon, on sacred ground."

I shudder at his words, my body still trembling from the force of my orgasm. "Yes," I whisper, my voice filled with awe and a hint of fear. "I want it. I want you to breed me."

He pulls out slowly, his cock glistening with our combined juices. I can feel his seed leaking out of me, a tangible reminder of what we've just done.

"Good girl," he says, his voice filled with approval.

I slide off the altar, my legs still trembling from our intense encounter. Scanning the temple, I spot a pristine white robe draped over a nearby statue. Ironic. I snatch it, relishing the soft fabric against my skin as I wrap it around my body.

Dremlor watches me with a smirk. "Covering up already? I prefer you naked."

"Would you rather I share my body with others?" I retort, tying the sash.

He growls possessively, a sound that sends shivers down my spine. "I'll return to you soon, Neela. Don't get into too much trouble without me."

"No promises," I wink, heading towards the temple exit.

As I step outside, the cool night air hits my face. I take a deep breath, feeling more alive than ever before. That's when I hear it – a muffled cry coming from a nearby alley.

My newfound demonic instincts kick in, drawing me towards the sound. I peer around the corner and spot a dark elf backing a young elven woman against the wall.

"Come on, sweetheart," he leers. "Just a little taste. No one has to know."

The girl whimpers, trying to shrink away. "Please, just let me go."

Something inside me snaps. I've been that girl too many times to count. Not anymore.

I stride into the alley, my voice dripping with sweet venom. "Excuse me?"

The dark elf whirls around, his eyes widening as he takes in my appearance. "Well, well. What do we have here? Another little treat?"

As I round the corner of the alley, I let the robe slip from my shoulders, revealing my naked body beneath the moon's pale glow. The dark elf's eyes widen in surprise, then darken with lustas he takes in the sight of me. I can feel my succubus powers pulsing within me, an intoxicating blend of raw sexuality and dangerous allure.

"Looking for a good time?" I purr, strutting towards him with a seductive grin. My hips sway with each step, and I let my feline eyes lock onto his, drawing him in like a moth to a flame.

He gulps, his gaze raking over my form. "What... what are you?"

I laugh softly, the sound a melodic caress in the cool air. "I'm exactly what you need tonight."

I close the distance between us, my fingers trailing along his chest as I press my body against his. "Let's forget about the girl," I whisper, nipping at his ear. "She's not important. It's just you and me now."

He groans, his resolve weakening as my powers seep into him. "But... the girl..."

I pull back slightly, giving him a look of mock disappointment. "Do you want her, or do you want me?"

With a growl, he pushes the young elven woman aside, his hands reaching for me. "You, I want you."

I smile, letting my energy wrap around him, clouding his mind with desire. "Then take me," I challenge, my voice thick with promise.

The dark elf is putty in my hands, and with a swift, practiced movement, I break his neck, his body crumpling to the ground. The young woman gasps, her eyes wide with shock as she watches the scene unfold.

"Go," I tell her, my tone gentle but firm. "Run, and don't look back."

She nods, scrambling to her feet and disappearing into the night without a second glance. I kneel beside the dark elf's lifeless body, rummaging through his clothes until I find his coinpurse. It's heavier than I expected, jingling with the promise of a night of luxury.

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