🖤 Desperately Seeking Succubus - Part 1
Maranihr hunts for his demon bride
The demon awakened in the dark bedroom before sunrise. Stirring, he felt the two women snuggling closer on either side of his immense chest. Jenna whimpered and burrowed more deeply under his heavy arm. Michelle snored gently, her pretty mouth falling open—a mouth with which he had become intimately familiar.
The thought of what they had done the night before made his pulse quicken, and his cock lengthened and grew harder. Mmmm… if they did not wake up soon, he would need to rouse them to attend to his carnal needs.
Humans were such funny creatures.
He had forgotten what it was like to live with them for any extended time. This world had changed greatly, but the behavior of humanity really had not. Maranihr needed very little rest to recover, but the women seemed capable of sleeping for half of the hours that constituted a day in this world. It was mostly amusing, but it began to irritate him when he required their attention or needed them for his plans, like now.
His mind buzzed with a swirling chaos of visions and thoughts. His quest to find Vianelle burned most brightly. Her own summoning had ripped her from their world and out of his life. He was certain that the fresh mystical connection had enabled the dark ones to latch onto him more easily.
He had not felt the succubus’s presence when he emerged, roaring in pain and bound in their magical chains. So, either she had also escaped, or the sorcerers had secreted her away to another location far from his ability to detect her. He clenched his massive fists in frustration. How would he ever locate her in this vast world? The only clues might lie in the one place he didn’t feel ready to return to, yet: the site of his summoning.
Eventually, he would be prepared to deal directly with the sorcerers responsible, but he knew his power had not recovered fully. In his current state, their combined efforts would enslave him again—or worse. But once he regained his strength, he would find them and kill them all.
Still… there might be a way to get enough information to put him on Vianelle’s trail without alerting all of them. Maybe, just maybe. It was risky, but he did not know what else he could try.
Okay, that was that. He knew what had to be done.
However, he was finding it hard to focus, and he needed to take the edge off his anger before proceeding with the plan. His thick cock was now painfully erect—pulsing and tenting the blankets. He was always insatiable, but mornings were the most intense, and he required the attention of his concubines before he felt ready to face the day.
Carefully, he traced his powerful hands down their backs, stroked their warm skin, and massaged them deeply with his firm fingertips. Jenna groaned and arched in response to his touch, so he reached farther to glide his palm across her round ass. She pressed into him, her breath quickening as the demon’s scent awakened the primal part of her brain.
Michelle was too deep in her dreams to react much to Maranihr’s touch, but Jenna reached for his enormous cock. Lazily, she started squeezing and stroking his shaft, which made the demon emit a rumbling groan. His hips thrust into the air, timed with her hand’s sensuous rhythm. Lightly, she stroked to the end of his cock to tease and swirl her fingertips around the swollen head.
He glided his hand up her back and delicate neck, before sliding his thick fingers into her long hair. Gently, he moved her closer to his pulsing cock.
He growled. “Mmm, I need your mouth.”
Eagerly, Jenna kissed the length of his shaft and swirled the tip of her tongue around the engorged head. He lifted his hips and slid the tip into her open mouth. She began suckling him, letting it pop in and out of her wet lips. His rumbling moans encouraged her to take more, so she engulfed as much of his cock as she could. Wet sucking sounds echoed in their bedroom, and she began moaning and whimpering as she sucked him harder and deeper.
The sounds of pleasure and their movement on the bed finally awakened Michelle. She stirred and twisted to see what was happening. Her sleepy eyes widened as she watched Jenna deep-throating Maranihr.
“Hey! You started without me!”
Jenna giggled and mumbled around her mouthful of cock. “Mm-hmm… You snooze, you lose, sleepyhead.”
Despite the distraction of her hot mouth, the demon could not ignore what he had to do later. “Which of my beautiful brides knows how to use the conveyances in that chamber over there?” He gestured in the direction of the garage that lay beyond the bedroom wall.
“I do!” Jenna let his cock slide out of her mouth as she piped up and bounced with excitement.
Michelle frowned and slid closer to them. “I do, too! I’m sure I’m a better driver than she is.”
Maranihr laughed. “I don’t need both of you for this task. One of you should stay here to keep an eye on our new home.” He got up from the bed and stood before them with his slick erection bouncing in the air. “But how do I choose? Hmmm…”
“Pick the one that pleases you the most, which is probably me. Let me finish what I started!” Jenna scooted to the edge of the bed, leaned forward, and reached for his hips.
“You? I don’t think so. You can’t even take all of him!” Michelle reached out and began stroking the length of his pulsing shaft.
“A contest it shall be, then.” The demon placed a large hand on each woman’s head and moved closer to slide his throbbing cock between their faces. “Whoever makes me cum first shall be my driver.”
Jenna giggled and immediately engulfed the swollen head of his cock in one swift move. Gagging, she did her best to suck him deeper down her throat this time.
With a shriek, Michelle reached to push her head away. “Hey, that’s cheating!! Give me my turn!”
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