<Chapter 7>
Title >> Four Hundred Years of Hunger
Moving through the palace, Takeshi and his companions were led through a secret path to a secluded manor at the outskirts of the palace grounds.
The aide who had directed them bowed nervously the moment they reached their destination. After that, he literally raced away from them.
"Hahaha..." Lana chuckled softly as the human disappeared into the night, running as fast as his legs could carry him.
Creak... Thud!
The moment the heavy wooden doors of the secluded manor closed behind them with a resounding thud, the atmosphere shifted in response.
The air grew thick with tension and undiluted desire.
The source?
Well... that was Nyxara.
And she didn’t wait even a second.
She grabbed Takeshi by the collar and slammed him hard against the nearest wall. Her glowing orange eyes burned with four hundred years of pure, pent-up lust and desire.
There was an itch... and she sure as hell needed it scratched.
"Four hundred years," she growled, leaning against his neck, her hot breath sending warmth through his entire body.
"Four hundred fucking years without a single touch. I hope you’re ready. I need you to fuck me, Master."
Without another moment to spare, her massive, voluptuous body pressed flush against Takeshi. The heat radiating from her dark crimson skin should have felt like standing too close to an active furnace, intense and overwhelming.
Yet somehow it was controlled, only making his blood boil even hotter.
Her heavy breasts squished firmly against his chest, soft yet powerful, while her thick, muscular thighs pinned him firmly in place.
Teasing Takeshi even further, her sensitive tail coiled tightly around his waist, the arrow-like tip brushing against the growing bulge in his pants.
Takeshi’s breath caught. All his experience whoring around with women in his previous life couldn’t prepare him for this.
Nothing could.
There was just something primal and feral about this demoness and her untamed hunger for his cock.
Without asking for permission, Nyxara crashed her lips against his in a violent, messy kiss.
Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, tasting the unrefined ale and dry bread crumbs from his only meal of the day.
"You taste delightful," she exclaimed as her fingers tore at his clothes, ripping his plain blue shirt open in one swift motion.
"Damn... fucking hold on..." Takeshi finally managed as the cool air hit his exposed skin, contrasting sharply with the burning heat of her body.
"Look at you..." she purred, dragging her sharp nails down his chest, leaving faint red lines that sent waves of pleasure and pain through him.
"Already getting so hard for me? Good boy!" she teased.
Dropping to her knees right there in the entrance hall, she yanked his pants down with another sharp tear of fabric.
Without hesitation, she parted her soft lips and swallowed his cock in one smooth, hungry motion.
The inside of her mouth was scorching hot and impossibly slick, completely lacking any gag reflex. Every swirl of her tongue around the tip and shaft sent jolts of intense pleasure shooting straight to his brain.
’Holy shit... Holy shit.’
Takeshi grabbed her horns tightly for support.
The heat Nyxara was sending through his body was by no means normal.
Fuck... It’s like her body was made to destroy me with pleasure.
"Fuck... Demonesses are indeed tasty," Takeshi managed between shallow breaths and the forward swing of his hips.
Nyxara responded with even more desire. She moaned loudly around his cock, clearly enjoying the rough grip on her horns and the way he controlled her head for his own satisfaction.
"Mmmph~ That’s it..." she growled, pulling off for a brief moment.
Thick strings of saliva connected her glistening lips to his throbbing cock as she tilted her head upward, looking directly into his eyes.
"Use my horns. Fuck my face, Master."
Before he could respond, she dove back down, taking him even deeper into her throat, threatening to take his soul with her.
A few feet away, Solaria and Lana watched everything unfold.
Solaria’s cheeks burned bright red. She pressed her thighs tightly together, one hand covering her mouth as her mismatched eyes kept darting away from the scene before inevitably returning to it despite her embarrassment.
Lana, on the other hand, sat gracefully on a nearby couch with her legs crossed, watching with calm, half-lidded crimson eyes.
Though her expression remained elegant and unfazed, her fingers dug ever so slightly into the armrest, betraying the jealousy she kept hidden.
Without warning, Nyxara released the suction around Takeshi’s cock, causing him to groan in immediate disapproval.
"No...!" he exclaimed, his eyes snapping open. He was already close, and she had stopped.
Before he could complain, Nyxara spun around and braced both hands against the wall.
She reached behind herself with her sharp claws and ripped the lower half of her already torn armour aside, fully exposing her soaked, dripping pussy.
The sweet, intoxicating scent of her arousal filled the air, causing Takeshi’s throbbing cock to harden even further.
With a half-turn, Takeshi appeared behind her. Two fingers slipped between her folds, drawing an involuntary gasp from the demoness.
His fingers moved in and out of her, each motion faster than the last.
"Stop... teasing me," Nyxara demanded, looking back at him with glowing eyes. "Put it in. Now. I need you to fuck me hard."
The unfiltered desperation in her voice and the raw craving for his cock flipped a familiar switch in Takeshi’s mind.
Instantly, he withdrew his fingers and gripped her wide, powerful hips. The blood-red tip of his cock glistened for a brief moment before sinking deep inside her in one hard stroke.
The moment he buried himself inside her, Nyxara let out a loud, throaty moan that echoed throughout the manor.
"Fuuuuck~! Yes!" she cried out.
Her molten inner walls had no business being so tight. They clamped down around him without mercy.
"Just like that! Don’t hold back on me!" Nyxara screamed.
Every powerful thrust made her massive breasts bounce violently. Her tail wrapped around his thigh, pushing him even deeper with desperate strength.
The wet, obscene sounds of their bodies slapping together mixed with her loud, filthy moans.
"Fuck... your cock isn’t human," she moaned, pushing back against him. "I’ve been so empty for so long. Fill me up, Master. Breed your demoness!"
As time went on, her dirty talk grew filthier the harder he fucked her.
Reaching forward, Takeshi grabbed one of her horns and yanked her head back as he slammed into her with everything he had, licking her forehead while continuing to thrust into her from behind.
After some time, Nyxara’s whole body began shaking violently.
Her thighs hugged each other tightly.
Her voice became even more frantic between moans.
"I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop! Don’t you fucking stop!"
When she finally came, her pussy held him tightly. Hellfire flared wildly across her skin as she screamed in ecstasy, the intense contractions milking him relentlessly.
The sensation dragged Takeshi over the edge as well.
He instinctively wanted to pull out, but Nyxara’s tail tightened around his waist.
Instead, he buried himself as deep as possible and released inside her with a deep, guttural groan.
The moment he finished, a powerful surge of energy flooded his body.
[You have achieved your first act of Herogasm]
[You have obtained a temporary stat boost]
[Strength: +40]
[Agility: +31]
As the grip of her arrow-headed tail loosened, Takeshi pulled out, breathing heavily, his legs slightly unsteady from the sheer amount he had released inside her.
Nyxara turned around and pressed her sweaty, heated body against his, kissing him much more gently this time, almost tenderly.
"Not bad... for a human," she purred against his lips, clearly satisfied. "We’re going to do that a lot."
At this point, Solaria and Lana were both breathing heavily, their faces flushed with obvious jealousy and desire.
Takeshi leaned his head back against the wall, still trying to catch his breath.
A small, satisfied smile formed on his face.
One thing was certain...
This new world was going to be far more dangerous... and far more addictive... than he had ever expected.
–End of Chapter–