Page 12 of Summoning Sex Demons

God, this felt way too good to be real. Way too fucking good.

I came once. Then twice a moment later. And then a third time in a row. Tremors rattled my body. I clutched his arm, desperate to hold on to something to steady myself. Yet he continued to pound into me, to bring me close and then over the edge again and again.

Until he finally slammed up into me one last time and came.

After his cock softened and slipped out of my pussy, cum drooling onto the floor, he stuffed four fingers into my cunt and then pulled them back out. Then, he shoved his cum-covered fingers into my mouth.

In a haze, I sucked on them hungrily.

“Taste familiar?” he murmured.

I swallowed the little he gave me of his cum and closed my eyes, the sweet taste of Fervor Crisp cream on my tongue. My eyes widened slightly, and I stiffened on his lap, looking back at him. Only for him not to be there anymore.

Wh-where did he go?

My gaze fell down my body, and I was dressed normally with my breasts back inside my shirt and my skirt pulled down. Wetness pooled between my thighs, and I gently pulled them apart, noticing the stickiness.

“Iza,” Mikayla said, staring at me through wide eyes. “When did you get back?”

“What?” I said, voice muffled.

Jada giggled. “And why do you have a Fervor Crisp stuffed into your mouth like that?”

I reached up to pull a half-bitten Fervor Crisp from my mouth, finished chewing, and looked around the café for any sign of Acaros and his friends. But the seats across from us were now occupied by an elderly couple.

Acaros was nowhere to be found, but his dark chuckle drifted through the air.

“We’ll meet again.”

CHAPTER

SEVEN

ACAROS

A dark pinkblanketed the night sky in the Kingdom of Lust. We had returned from Earth about seven hours ago, but it had already been too long. I inhaled the scent of roses that lined the walkways of the kingdom and leaned back in my seat.

Succubi and incubi danced around poles inside Rebel, a popular bar in Lust.

But none of them could hold my attention tonight.

I sipped on my Passion Delight and ran a hand over my face, wishing that I hadn’t accepted Varoth’s invitation to come out, but we were dining with the queen of Lust, her husband, Eros, and a couple of her playthings.

And nobody could say no to the queen.

The scent of cinnamon, mixed with apples, drifted in through the air, and then Eros appeared in the doorway that led to the patio area outside. I stared blankly ahead, watching Dani and Lucifer, the king of Pride, follow behind him, chatting quietly.

Dani, Eros, Lucifer, and a couple of high-standing demons in their court sat at the table.

“Acaros.” Bazzon whistled.

Blankly, I glanced over at him. “What?”

“Eros asked you a question.”

I shook my head, trying to get the thought of Iza out of it, then looked up at Eros. “Hmm?”

“Pussy that good?” Varoth said, squeezing my shoulders from behind, then taking a seat beside me. After a low chuckle, he looked over at Eros and smirked. “He’s been high off lust since this morning.”

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