With Salia kneeling in front of me and looking up at me through her large, dark eyes, I groaned with pleasure as she slid the head of my cock into her mouth. A shudder of delight rippled through me as she placed her hands on my thighs and took in more of my length. Sucking hard enough for her cheeks to hollow out, her tongue slid along the underside of my length as she enveloped more of my length in hot, wet bliss. When the head of my manhood met the resistance of the back of her mouth, I expected her to back off. However, with eye-watering effort, she pushed past it and my tip slipped into her tight throat. “Fuck…” I moaned at the slippery heat, amazed she pulled that off in one try without gagging. She didn’t waste time and started bobbing her head up and down, looking up at me through teary dark eyes distant with lust as she furiously sucked my length. Everytime she took me to the base, the tip of my cock pulsed with intense sensation as she pushed it past the threshold at th
A moan of pleasure roused me from my slumber. Judging by the pleasing musical quality, I guessed the sound to have come from Lysandra. My hand thumped the bedroll next to me and a thrill of excitement fluttered in my stomach when all I found was blankets. The drowsiness of sleep melted off of me like snow on hot pavement as I sat up still a little tipsy. “More!” the angelic woman said, her command colored by a mixture of frustration and needful insistence. Slipping out from under the covers, I crept towards the closed door of Lysandra’s room as quietly as I could. When I arrived, I pressed my ear against the wood and heard the warden’s muffled moans. The demi-empyrean grew louder. “Harder!” It sounded like things were going pretty well in there, so I didn't want to interrupt their flow. If I opened the door, there’s a possibility of them hearing or seeing me do it. My eyes lasered in a keyhole and I instantly lowered myself to peer through it. The sun shards in the ceiling
Crossing her arms under her breasts, Lysandra looked down on me as I laid on the couch with a smile that didn’t reach her glowing amber eyes. “Through the door, I sensed your arousal.” “You can sense stuff like that?” I asked, kicking myself for never going back to finish reading the entry about demi-empyreans of Passion. “Quite right… But don’t try to dodge the question. Will you admit you watched our intimate session?” “I wasn’t trying to dodge the question,” I grumbled sleepily. “But, yeah, I woke up near the end of your ‘intimate session’ and caught a little of it.” Sheepish apology slipped into my tone as I recalled what I saw. “I thought you two were just fucking, but when I looked I got a little caught up in everything and didn’t go back to bed right away… I should’ve given you two privacy, sorry....” “For Saelia I felt your happiness and excitement clearly, so when I say I’m not upset you saw us.” “Oh, alright,” I said, starting to feel a little uneasy at her stiff smi
My body was stiff as a two-by-four with anxiety. Kneeling next to the couch I was laying down on, Lysandra’s hand was still under my blanket and firmly holding my stiff length through my sweatpants. Her threatening grip on my junk and the imperious way her glowing eyes stared at me made my heart race in my chest. “Your feelings appear to be honest and true, but to get a more thorough understanding of your passion and heart, I will fuck you,” she said seriously. “W-what?” Confusion joined my fear of her making me into a eunuch. “What I can discern through sensing one’s feelings is sometimes abstract. Sex gives far more insight.” “If that’s true, why didn’t you just fuck my brains out before threatening to rip my dick off?!” I asked incredulously. “If what I suspect of you is true, I’d feel too repulsed to bed you.” Frowning, her brow furrowed in consideration. “But, now I admit there’s a slim possibility I was too hasty with my judgment. “With your apparent sincerity, it wou
Kneeling beside the couch and gripping my cock menacingly, Lysandra stared at me incredulously. “I believe you… having Salia be the one you first bed in Thaessa is what you really want.” “Yeah…” I said sheepishly, relieved at her lack of righteous anger. An awkward silence hung in the air as she continued to eye me in disbelief. She then seemingly pushed through her shock and cleared her throat. “Having witnessed your willingness to control yourself like this, I believe I can offer you trust. I will not banish or castrate you, nor will I press you to run my womanhood through.” Her face grew stony, her expression deadly serious as she gave my cock a not-so-gentle squeeze. “But, before I move past my protective worry, I have one final warning. If you prove unworthy of my trust, I’ll make my life’s mission to crush your manhood into paste. Understand what I’m telling you?” I shook my head up and down vigorously, relief crashing down on me like a tidal wave. “Yes. I understand. D
Only using one of her hands to jerk me off, there were long strokes of the delightful friction of Lysandra’s skin against my cock as she slid her soft grip up and down my length. The pleasure rippled through me and I silently offered Nikki thankful prayers. There’d been some fucked up things since coming to this plane, but stuff like this was well worth it. I relaxed on the couch as the angelic woman knelt between my legs and jerked me off.. She kneeled between my legs, watching me through amused, glowing eyes, Her wings shifted behind her and she let out a musical chuckle as she continued her slow, manual pleasuring of my length. My eyes caught on her vibrant, scarlet wings at the slight movement. Since I met her, I’d been fascinated by the angelic aesthetic she put out, but before now I’d been unsure about seeing if I could touch her wings, certainly more than when I’d asked to feel her ass. But with her currently jerking me off, it was a simple thing to not resist my desire to
“I’m able to devour the feelings related to passion, doing so can be delicious and allow me to rejuvenate my spiritual power,” Lysandra said with heated lust in her tone and eyes. I looked down at her through wide, envious eyes as she kneeled between my legs and jerked me off slowly. “So, not only can you sense the emotions tied to the flame divine aspect, but you can feed on them too? That’s awesome, you’re like a succubus!” “‘Succubus’? I have not heard this word.” “There’s stories about demonic women in my world who feed off the lust of others for power. ‘Succubus’ is what we call them.” She snorted at this and began to jerk me off faster as though my cock were a can of spray paint, sending rapid pulses of pleasure through me. “Well, feelings are not all I can consume for spirit. The nectar of women and seed of men are prized fuel to my kind. In fact, there’s no greater source of renewal.” My core simmered with growing lewd fascination. “Hold on, are you telling me that consu
Just like last time, Lysandra didn’t budge when I gripped the back of her head by her hair and tried to push her mouth down towards my cock. She only continued to kneel between my legs, firmly gripping me by the base and smiling smugly at my efforts. “I like this dominant streak,” she said, voice filled with notes of lust. “It’s cute..” A groan of frustration and pleasure escaped me as she agonizingly slowly slid her hand up my shaft before brushing a thumb across the tip of my currently very sensitive tip. I released her auburn locks and gripped the arm of the couch, squeezing it against the jagged pulses of sensation. “You’re worse than Saelia… Teasing me like this.” My mind blurred with pleasure as I searched for ways in which I could turn myself on and build my orgasm. She smiled up at me and her scarlet wings rustled behind her. I guess they do that when she’s excited or mad… kind of like a tail or something? She brushed her thumb over the tip of my cock again and my bod