Chapter 241 Wonderful.

Chapter 241: 241 Wonderful.

That was all the permission I needed.

I tangled my fingers in her dark hair, gripped her horns like handlebars, and thrust up into her mouth. Lilith made a soft, delighted sound of surprise that turned into a long, throaty moan.

She relaxed for me instantly, letting me fuck her face. The wet, filthy sounds grew louder. Saliva dripped down my shaft and over her chin.

She took every stroke, golden eyes watering but locked on mine, pure bliss written across her face.

"Oh f-fucking hell," I gasped. "Lilith— I’m— I’m gonna—"

She hummed encouragement, the vibration pushing me over. I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing thick ropes down her throat.

Lilith swallowed greedily, throat working around me, milking every last drop with soft, happy little moans.

When I finally loosened my grip she stayed there a moment longer, gently sucking the last sensitive twitches, then slowly pulled off with a soft, wet pop.

She sat back on her heels, tongue sweeping across her lips to catch a stray drop. Her golden eyes were half-lidded, molten, and her voice came out soft and breathless.

"Mmm... delicious, Milesyyy. Absolutely delicious."

"Glad to... to hear it," I managed, still panting.

Lilith chuckled—low and throaty this time—and slid forward again. She hefted her full crimson breasts and wrapped them around my half-hard shaft, squeezing them together.

The soft, warm pressure made my cock jolt back to life almost instantly. She bounced them slowly, the plush weight sliding up and down my length, coating me in the sheen of her earlier spit.

"But I haven’t had my fun yet, Milesyyy," she said, voice bright again even as her breasts worked me. "And surely you wouldn’t leave your poor guest without, would you? Surely you wouldn’t~!"

"Never dream of it," I grunted. God damn. Whether it was some infernal magic or just the sheer need to fuck this gorgeous, bubbly, horned woman, I was ready for round two and the bell was already ringing.

I grabbed Lilith by the shoulders and pulled her up. With a flirty little spin and a bright giggle she turned, bending herself over the edge of the bed.

Her plush ass lifted toward me, the soft curves of her hips swaying. Her spaded tail traced lazy, teasing patterns in the air, occasionally brushing the back of my thigh.

"Give it to me, Milesyyy," Lilith purred, glancing back over her shoulder with a saucy, sparkling look. She wiggled her rump, the motion making her cheeks jiggle invitingly. "I can take it. I want to take it."

"That I can believe," I said. My hands settled on the perfect curves of her ass, stroking, squeezing, then delivering a sudden light spank that made her jump and giggle.

"Mmm~!" Lilith arched her back harder, pressing her bottom out further. Her legs parted, revealing the glistening crimson of her pussy, already dripping with arousal. "Right here, Milesyyy. Right here. Please?"

I rubbed the sensitive head of my cock against her entrance, sliding through the slick heat. Her wetness coated me like warm honey. Even that tiny contact nearly set me off again.

"Sheathe your blade within me," she tried, then dissolved into a bright, embarrassed giggle. "Ehehe... okay, that was way too cliché, wasn’t it?"

"Maybe a little."

"Then just fuck me, Milesyyy!" she cried, the words half-laugh, half-moan as she pushed back against me. "Fuck me until I scream your name! Please please please—"

I thrust home in one smooth, deep stroke.

"Mmmm—! Oh Milesyyy, yesssss!"

Holy fuck. Not to knock anyone else, but Lilith was something else entirely. Her inner walls fluttered and rippled around me in ways that felt almost alive—soft, hot, impossibly tight, stroking every inch as I bottomed out.

I gripped her hips and started thrusting, each stroke spanking her soft ass with a wet, meaty slap. The bed creaked. Lilith’s cries grew higher, brighter, more breathless with every thrust.

"Yes! Yes! By the seven rings—yes! Fuck me, Milesyyy! Give me that cock! Pound me harder! Harder!"

I gave her harder. My hips snapped forward in a relentless rhythm, driving deep enough that she had to brace herself on the mattress.

Her breasts swayed beneath her with every impact. Her tail curled around my thigh, the spaded tip stroking the back of my leg in time with my thrusts like she couldn’t help herself.

"You feel so fucking good," I growled, leaning over her so I could reach under and cup one full breast, pinching the nipple between my fingers. Lilith’s answering cry was pure delight.

"I do? Ehehe— ah! I do! Your cock is so deep, Milesyyy, so thick— it’s stretching me perfectly— don’t stop, don’t you dare stop—"

I didn’t. I fucked her through one trembling orgasm, then another, her pussy clenching and fluttering wildly around me each time while she sobbed my name in that bright, breathless voice. Sweat sheened her crimson skin. Her horns dug into the sheets as she pushed back to meet every thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixed with her continuous stream of encouragement and filthy, enthusiastic praise.

"More— more more more! Right there— oh fuck yes, right there— use me, Milesyyy, use your little succubus however you want— I’m yours, I’m yours—"

I was close again. The pressure built fast, almost overwhelming. I grabbed a fistful of her dark hair, tugged her head back gently, and drove into her with short, ruthless strokes that made her scream in pure bliss.

"Yes! Yes! Now— give it to me now, Milesyyy! Fill me up— fill your Lilith— nooooow!"

"Fuck—!"

I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing deep inside her. Lilith’s whole body shuddered.

Her pussy clamped down in rhythmic, milking spasms, pulling every drop from me while she cried out in a long, trembling moan of her own.

For several long seconds we stayed locked together like that, breathing hard, aftershocks rippling through both of us.

When I finally pulled out, a thick trickle of cum followed, sliding down the inside of her thigh.

Lilith made a soft, satisfied little sound and immediately flopped sideways onto the bed, then crawled up to snuggle against my side.

Her hand rested on my chest, her soft breasts pressed warm against my ribs, and she pressed a series of tiny, affectionate kisses along my neck and jaw.

"Mmm... that was wonderful, Milesyyy," she breathed, voice still a little shaky from pleasure. "So wonderful. You were so good to me..."

"Thanks..." I managed, still trying to catch my breath. "High praise."

"Very high," she purred, nuzzling closer. "And all the more reason for me to work extra hard, Milesyyy. Work so very, very hard. Have no fear. I’ll find a way to destroy this irritant. Oh yes. I shall find a way."

I chuckled, one arm sliding around her waist to pull her tighter against me. Goddamn, but that kind of bright, earnest, completely unhinged affection almost made me like demons again. And it looked like I could leave this whole Legion problem safely in her hands.

Her very capable... wonderful... extremely enthusiastic hands.