Chapter 146 Gorgeous.

Chapter 146: 146 Gorgeous.

I had my work as an outlet for my nefarious tendencies.

If I were forced not to use my powers for evil schemes, then maybe I would have gone full villain by now. And to be fair, Lilith did make a good argument for staying.

I trusted my villainous instincts, but having an actual designer give my new lair that real ’oomph’ of quality would look good. Sure, few heroes would ever see the inside of the chalet.

Or any, for that matter. If a hero popped by, they probably wouldn’t be using the front door. They’d be coming through the ceiling, powers blazing and no doubt ruining the carpets.

But atmosphere was so important in my line of work. It inspired.

It gave me new ideas! And since I couldn’t just take a vacation to Europe to marvel over threatening castles, or to Brazil and check out the destroyed labs and hidden bases of lost Nazi lairs, turning the chalet into a uniquely ’me’ lair would be handy.

And let’s be honest. Fucking Lilith right now was no longer a question of yes or no, but of how long and how hard?

"Fine," I said, my voice a growl as my hand hooked in her skirt, tugging it down, my other cupping her breast and hefting that soft orb. "You can stay and redecorate. But we’re going to have some ground rules."

"Mmm. I’m listening, Milesy," Lilith purred.

"First off, I need to okay the changes," I said, my thumb teasing her budding nipple, making her moan softly.

"Mmm. Of course, Milesy. I wouldn’t have it any other way."

"Secondly, no trying to entice the girls into blood contracts or buying their souls."

"Milesy! What do you take me for?"

"A demon," I said, giving her ass a squeeze as I tugged her flush against my front.

Lilith purred, her lashes fluttering. "Hmm. Well, fair enough. And is that all, Milesy?"

"For now," I said.

"Shall I sign it in blood, Milesy?" Lilith said teasingly.

"We’ll see," I said, leaning down and capturing her lips.

Lilith moaned softly as our lips met, and my God she knew how to kiss. Her lips were soft and yielding, yet firm enough to respond with interest.

She pressed against me, her lips parting, and holy fuck, her tongue was forked. It felt strange as it teased against my own, but far from unpleasant. Very far.

Like the heat of her body was rushing into me with that kiss, I felt my pulse thump like a drum and my body ache to feel more of this sultry demon’s pleasure.

I tipped her back suddenly, laying her out on the bed, my hand abandoning her hip and instead joining the other to admire the heft of her breasts.

I’ll be honest, I’d dreamed of getting my hands on these since the first time I saw Lilith, and she had hardly been shy in flaunting them. And fuck, they were everything I’d imagined they’d be. Soft yet firm. Heavy but with a perfect amount of bounce.

Fucking perfect.

"Mmm. You do... ah... enjoy those, Milesy," Lilith cooed.

"Can you blame me?" I said, voice husky.

"Certainly not, Milesy. Far better men than you... ah... have surrendered everything just to get a glimpse of them."

"Not surprising. I’m not a very good man," I said.

"Oh no, Milesy," Lilith crooned, her arms reached up, wrapping around my neck. "You’re all bad. And I love it."

She pulled me down, and I kissed her again. Harder this time. The heat of her body seemed to rush into me like a fever, burning what was left of my inhibitions away.

I squeezed her breasts, making her gasp, moan, her body arching beneath me, offering herself to me without hesitation.

I kissed down from her lips, along her collarbone and to her neck. Lilith gasped, groaned, her leg pushing between my legs, rubbing my cock through my pants.

"Oh Milesyyyyyyyy," Lilith moaned. "Don’t tease me... ah... more than that. Give it to me now, Milesy. I know... mmm... how much you want to. Don’t hold back, Milesy. I can take it all."

Well, if she insisted.

I grabbed her skirt and pulled it off, baring her legs and panties as detailed and filmy as spider web.

Those went too, and within seconds she was naked beneath me. I had to pull back just to admire her for a moment, soaking in the sight of a literal demon for sex under me, her large breasts heaving with anticipation, her eyes hot and lashes low with promise.

Her horns pressed against the sheets and her tail lazily winding with teasing anticipation.

Damn but I loved this.

I yanked off my shirt, baring my chest. Even as I did I felt Lilith’s toes hook in my pants and boxers, pulling them down, momentarily catching on my cock before they came free. I grunted as I felt her thin tail wind around my shaft, squeezing it.

"Oh Milesyyyyyy," Lilith purred. "Is this for me?"

"Damn right it is," I said, planting my hands on either side of her head, leaning down anew.

"Mm. If I knew this was waiting for me, Milesy, I’d have done this years ago."

"No time like the present," I said, kissing the corner of her mouth.

Lilith purred, arching under me, and honest to God she actually sounded like a cat. "Oh Milesy, and what a present it is."

Her tail tugged me closer, guiding me home without hesitation. I filled her with a stroke, her tail unwinding as she groaned, hips bucking up lovingly. Meeting my first stroke with her own, and sweet fuck it felt so good.

"Oh Milesssssss!" Lilith moaned again as I bottomed inside her.

Holy fuck. I’d known sex with a succubus was going to be good, but this was beyond anything I’d dreamed of. I grunted, sawing into her, fucking her harder and faster.

Every thrust sent her breasts bouncing. Every hilt had her clutch my back, her inner walls rippling, squeezing my cock in indescribable ways.

"Yes. Yes! Milesy. Oh Milesyyyyyy! Don’t ah... don’t stop. Give it to me, Miles. Fuck me! Fuck me like the bad boy you are. I want it. Need it! Give it to me rougher. Harder! Yes! Oh fuck, Miles! Yesssss!"

So she wanted it harder, huh? Well, I could do that. I Lifted her hips, tilting her back, driving myself down into her and the bed. Lilith cried out as the new angle hit her in ways she hadn’t felt before. Her arms clutched me, pulled me closer. She leaned in and bit me on the shoulder.

"Ah! Fuck!" I gasped, but the pain only made me thrust harder. Faster! Fucking her ruthlessly into the bed beneath us. Every impact shuddered through her.

Her nails dug into my back. The heat of her body seemed to radiate through me. Fill me with a fever of lust. I had to fuck her. Had to fill this demonic bitch. Had to make her fucking scream!

"Mmm! Nnnn! Yes! Yes! Oh by the ninth pit yesssssss!" Lilith wailed, her cry ringing in my ears as she tightened around me deliciously. There wasn’t a man alive and very few dead who could have held back after that, and I wasn’t one of them.

"F-fuuuuuuck!" I gasped, thrust into her one more time, feeling the sudden rush of hot ecstasy that signaled the end, and then came.

Lilith moaned as she felt the sudden rush within her, her orgasm joining mine in a sweet haze of pleasure. I panted, leaning over her, the blissful peace of post-orgasmic bliss aching through me.

Lilith cooed under me, reaching up and stroking my cheek. "Mmm," she hummed. "Was it... good, Milesy?"

"Can’t... complain," I said breathlessly.

Lilith gave a throaty laugh and pulled me down. I kissed her again, slower now, a shiver working through me as I tasted her lips, the spiciness of her lipstick seeming mellower.

"Mmm. Then I can stay, Milesy?" Lilith asked as our lips parted. "And work on your... hmm... delightful home?"

"I suppose so," I said, then added, "but I’m not signing anything in blood."

"Oh course, Milesy," Lilith giggled. "I wouldn’t dream of it. Now, are we ready for round two?"

I grunted as her hips rolled, and despite myself, I felt my cock growing hard again. And how often did you get to fuck a gorgeous sex demon who volunteered to redecorate your house?

Well, hopefully quite often. At least until Edna’s vacation ended. And I was going to make sure I enjoyed every minute of it.