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Callum felt a rush of blood flood his loins at her touch. Heat raced through his body, and his engorged member strained against his pants. His heart pounded in a way he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
The succubus was the thrill of darkness and taboo. But, in the end, he came away feeling wrong and somewhat ashamed of what he was doing — what he had to do.
The dryad Chrysophelia, however, was sweetness, love, and light. His time with her was always too brief, with his ancient soul briefly healing when he was with her. He wished that feeling could last forever, but the world would never let it be so. His would never be a peaceful life. It was not meant to be.
She pushed him back onto the blanket and released his aching cock from his pants. Stroking the shaft with one hand, she smiled and asked him, “Let’s see now… Where were we the last time you visited? Hmmm… oh, that’s right. You were enjoying my mouth, weren’t you? I think you enjoy the feeling of my mouth a great deal, don’t you?”
Leaning down, she flicked the head with the tip of her warm tongue. Then, she swirled underneath and around in broad licking strokes. He groaned and felt himself grow even harder. She squeezed his cock and continued stroking as her green lips closed around the swollen head and sucked him gently into her hot mouth.
Popping him in and out between her slick lips, she teased him and watched his face. He closed his eyes and moaned in a deep, rumbling voice, shifting his hips underneath her. Mmmm… she loved the sound of a man in ecstasy — especially when she was making it happen. She wished she could hear that beautiful song every day.
Suddenly, she gulped and took the entire length of his thickness into her mouth, letting the large, swollen head push deep into her tight throat. Callum gasped, placing his large hands on her head, weaving his strong fingers into her dark green hair. He pulled her down against him as she swallowed and worked her tongue against the base of his shaft. She felt him pulsing in her mouth, the head throbbing and jerking.
Oh, he was close…
She pulled back a little and let him slowly slide out of her mouth so she could grasp the shaft in her hand again, stroking him into her mouth. She suckled him and swirled her tongue faster and harder around the glans.
Callum felt a familiar pressure building deep in his groin. An electrical tickling began racing up and down his spine, raising goosebumps all over his skin so that his hair stood on end. His scrotum squeezed and tightened, and an irresistible urge to release and flood her mouth with his seed overcame him.
He grunted. “I’m gonna cum!” His hips thrust up into the air, burying his cock fully into her mouth and down her throat.
As Chrys felt him swelling and beginning to pulse with the waves of his impending orgasm, she suddenly pulled off, sat up, and shifted to straddle his hips. Grasping his slick shaft to guide him into her wet pussy, she brought herself down hard against him to bury his manhood deep inside.
Before he could react, the shock of entering her hot, muscular tunnel made him jerk with an explosive climax. He’d never made love to her like this before. The unexpected sexual energy blasting into his skull almost made him black out.
His hot cum spurted deep inside her, and she felt his shaft twitching and pulsing as he continued to thrust and unload his seed into her womb. Thick streams of sperm leaked out of her pussy and down the sides of his veiny cock.
Callum gasped. “What did you do?? Why did you do that?!”
Chrys smiled and leaned down to kiss him, silencing his questions. “I want to carry your baby, Callum. I want something from you that will be with me forever.”
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