Page 17 of Summoning Sex Demons

She couldn’t say shit like that to me and expect me to hold back on her. I hadn’t gotten the thought of her out of my fucking head since last night. The craving was growing bigger, the desire to be inside her whenever I had the chance …

I pounded into her pussy, talons digging into her ass cheeks and tongue gliding against my sharp teeth. My horns ached, but the need to dump a load of my cum inside her surpassed the desire for her to stroke the long, rigid horns on my head.

“Fuck,” I hissed, the urge becoming unbearable.

If I fucked her any harder, I would hurt her. After all, she was a weak human who I should want nothing to do with. But I continued to slam into her repeatedly, her pussy tightening around my throbbing cock.

I dropped my head and squeezed my eyes shut, needing to push the thought out of my head and to slow down so I wouldn’t hurt her. Yet the harder I closed my eyes, the more pressure rose up inside me.

“Breed,” I murmured underneath my breath. “Breed now.”

Iza tightened on me. “Wh-what?”

“I need to breed you,” I growled, pounding myself into her harder. My hands tightened around her waist, and I didn’t pull more than two inches out of her at any point from there on out because my cum was supposed to be buried inside her pussy. “I need to breed you now.”

After sucking in a breath, Iza glanced back at me, and her pussy began gushing around me like a fucking waterfall. Her cunt even wetter than any other succubus that I had been with.

“Y-you c-can’t b-breed me,” she cried.

But she arched her back and continued to tighten her pussy around me.

“I need to,” I grunted. “I can’t fucking stop now.”

She grabbed at the pillows on the couch, fingers dipping into them and moans escaping past her lips. “Y-you can’t! I … this …” She looked around the room, brows drawn together in pleasure. “This isn’t real. You’re not?—”

Before she could finish her sentence, I pushed her head against the couch cushion to arch her back harder and so I could get deeper inside her and thrust even faster inside that tight, sopping cunt.

With one side of her head pressed against the cushion, she stared back at me. Her tits swung against the couch, hitting it every time I slammed into her, swaying back and forth and back and forth and?—

Fuuuuck…

“Beg for me to breed you,” I demanded.

I always focused on my partner’s pleasure before mine, especially a human’s … yet right now, I could barely even focus at all. The desire—the need—had built up quickly inside me, and all I could focus on was breeding her. Filling up her pussy. Making more of me, more of us.

“You …” she started, mouth forming an O. “You have to … to s-s-t?—”

I stilled deep in her pussy, wrapped my arms underneath her legs, then fastened my hands around the back of her neck, putting her in a full nelson position. Under my complete control.

She could beg me not to breed her, not to cum inside her, but she had no control anymore. She didn’t have a say. There was no stopping me.

“Don’t stop!” she cried, helpless in my arms.

Her legs began trembling hard, and I turned so she faced her friends, who were completely oblivious to the fact that their roommate was being pounded by a seven-foot demon who was hungry to get her pregnant.

“Come inside me!” she cried, staring over at her friends, who were stopped in time. “B-breed m-me.”

Over and over and over, I pounded up into her tight pussy. My dick was throbbing inside of her, my balls heavy and warm, filled with cum that I refused to dump anywhere besides inside her aching little cunt.

I’d make sure that not even a drip dribbled out of that hole.

Because her holes had been fucking made to be filled.

Because her holes were begging for cum.

Because her holes made her my needy, cum-hungry, breedable bitch.

Another moan left her mouth, and suddenly, my cum was spilling out into her pussy.

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