100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids

Chapter 326: Chapter 325- Playing a Game

The demon’s cock, trapped between their bodies, ground against her soft belly. It was scorching hot, throbbing like a second heartbeat, leaving trails of slick pre-cum on her skin.

The demon moved its hips, sliding up and down, using her stomach to pleasure itself while the tail tormented her pussy.

Olivia’s thick thighs tried to close but couldn’t. Her toes curled. Her fingers dug into Viktor’s shoulders, not knowing if she was trying to push him away or hold on as the sensations overwhelmed her.

The vibration increased.

The hands on her breasts squeezed brutally.

The tongue in her mouth dominated completely.

”MMMMMPH!”

Olivia’s muffled scream built and built.

Her pussy clenched. Gushed. The wetness soaked the vibrating tail, pooled beneath her.

And then she broke.

”MMMMAAAAHHHH!”

Her entire body convulsed as the orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave. Her back arched so hard it lifted off the ground. Her thighs clamped around the demon’s hips. Her pussy exploded.

SPLRRRRRT.

A fountain of clear fluid erupted from her, spraying everywhere, soaking the demon’s tail, his thighs, the ground beneath them.

She squirted harder than before, her virgin body completely overwhelmed by sensations it was never meant to experience.

The demon pulled its mouth away, letting her scream freely.

”AAAAAAHHHHH! GODDESS! FORGIVE ME! I’M—I’M—NOOOO!”

The orgasm seemed endless. Wave after wave of shameful pleasure crashed through her holy body, making her convulse and gush and cry.

Finally, mercifully, it began to subside.

Olivia collapsed back onto the ground, gasping, sobbing, her body twitching with aftershocks.

The demon pulled back, kneeling between her spread thighs, looking down at her ruined form with satisfaction.

”Beautiful,” it purred with Viktor’s voice. ”Absolutely beautiful. A holy priestess, defiled and cumming like a whore.”

”Please...” Olivia’s voice was barely a whisper, broken and desperate. ”Please... let him go...”

The demon tilted its head, purple eyes glowing brighter.

”Let him go?”

”Lord Viktor.” Fresh tears spilled down Olivia’s cheeks. ”He’s... he’s a good man. He doesn’t deserve this. Please... I’ll do anything... just don’t kill him. Don’t destroy his soul. I’m begging you...”

The demon was silent for a moment.

Then it stood, towering over her naked, trembling form.

Viktor’s body was magnificent in the dim light—muscular, powerful, cock jutting out like a weapon.

But his eyes... those purple-glowing eyes... were utterly inhuman.

The demon ran its hand through Viktor’s hair, ruffling it in a gesture that was almost human.

”You want to save him?” The demon’s smile was cruel. ”How noble. How holy of you, priestess.”

It began stroking its cock slowly, Viktor’s hand sliding along the thick shaft.

”I am a Lust Demon, woman,” it said, voice dropping to something ancient and terrible. ”I feed on carnal energy. Sexual essence. The more I consume, the stronger I become. But there is... one weakness.”

Olivia’s breath caught. ”What? Tell me! I’ll do whatever—”

”The only way to weaken a Lust Demon...” The demon stroked faster now, hand pumping along Viktor’s thick cock. ”...is to drain its seed. To suck the demonic essence out. To swallow it down and let your holy energy purify it from within.”

Olivia’s eyes widened with horrified understanding.

”You mean...”

”I mean,” the demon’s smile widened, ”you need to suck my cock, priestess. Take my cum in your holy mouth. Swallow every drop. Do it enough times, and I might weaken enough for your precious Lord Viktor to fight back.”

The demon’s hand pumped faster. Its cock throbbed, swelling larger.

”But we both know you won’t do that,” it continued, voice mocking. ”You’re too pure. Too devoted. Too holy to put a cock in your mouth. Especially one possessed by a demon.”

”I—” Olivia’s voice caught.

The demon’s cock pulsed.

”So instead,” it growled, ”I’ll just paint your holy body with my seed. Mark you. Claim you. And then I’ll fuck you properly until every shred of Viktor’s consciousness is drowned in pleasure and power.”

”Wait! I didn’t say—”

Too late.

The demon threw its head back and roared—a sound that was half Viktor’s voice and half something inhuman.

SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.

Thick ropes of cum erupted from the demon’s cock, arcing through the air and splattering across Olivia’s naked body.

”AAAHN!” Olivia cried out as the hot seed landed on her.

It hit her breasts, coating them in white. Splattered across her belly, mixing with her sweat. Streaked across her thighs. Even a few drops hit her face, landing on her cheek and lips.

The sensation was overwhelming—hot, thick, sticky, foreign. She’d never seen male seed before, never imagined what it would feel like coating her holy flesh.

It was humiliating. Degrading. Marking her as violated.

But worse... far worse...

Where the seed touched her skin, it tingled. The corruption marks pulsed, spreading slightly further. And deep in her core, that traitorous heat flared again, making her pussy clench with renewed need.

The demon stood over her, cock still dripping, purple eyes glowing with satisfaction as it looked down at the cum-covered priestess.

”Look at you,” it said softly, mockingly. ”Painted in demon seed. Marked. Claimed. This is what you are now, priestess. Not holy. Just meat. Soft, warm, fuckable meat.”

Olivia lay there, trembling, covered in cum, her mind spinning.

The demon’s smile turned cruel.

”Of course,” it said, voice dripping with false sympathy, ”a priestess like you would never try to save a trashy bastard like this man. Would you?”

It paused, letting the words sink in.

”Would you really debase yourself? Put a cock in your holy mouth? Swallow demon seed? All to save someone as worthless as Lord of this broken village?”

”No!”

The word burst from Olivia’s lips before she could stop it.

”He’s not—Lord Viktor is not worthless!” Her voice cracked, tears streaming freely down her cum-stained face. ”He’s not a trashy bastard! He’s—he’s good! He’s kind!”

The demon paused, turning back to look at her with those glowing purple eyes. Its expression was one of amused curiosity.

”Is that so?”

”Yes!” Olivia pushed herself up on shaking arms, her massive breasts hanging heavy, still coated in the demon’s seed. ”Even after that massive tower appeared—after all the chaos and fear it brought—Lord Viktor didn’t abandon his people! He’s been helping them! Organizing them! Giving them work and purpose!”

The demon’s smile widened, but said nothing, letting her continue.

”He saved me from the forest!” Olivia’s voice grew more desperate, more passionate. ”When I first arrived, lost and afraid, he gave me food and safety! He let people visit me for healing—didn’t charge them a single copper, unlike the monastery that would’ve demanded payment for every blessing!”

She was crying openly now, her body trembling not just from the lingering pleasure but from genuine emotion.

”He pays his workers! He treats them with dignity! He’s building something real here, not just exploiting people for profit! Lord Viktor is—he’s—”

Her voice broke completely.

”He’s a good man. A truly good man. And you—you monster—you have no right to take him! No right to destroy him!”

The clearing fell silent except for Olivia’s ragged breathing and quiet sobs.

Viktor—the demon—stood there, cock still hanging heavy and semi-hard, looking down at the cum-covered priestess defending him so passionately.

And inside, the real Viktor felt something twist in his chest.

’Fuck,’ he thought, maintaining his demonic persona with effort. ’She actually believes all that. She’s so stupidly naive. So genuinely good.’

It made the manipulation feel both easier and harder at the same time.

He let out a theatrical sigh, the purple glow in his eyes flickering slightly.

”How touching,” the demon said, voice dripping with mock sympathy. ”The holy priestess defending the fallen lord. Like a fairy tale.”

Viktor began to turn away again, as if dismissing her words entirely.

”But words are cheap, priestess. You say you’d do anything to save him, but when given the chance, you just... talk.”

He took a step toward the forest edge.

”Wait!” Olivia’s voice was panicked.

Another step.

”I said wait!”

Viktor felt it—a hand grabbing his ankle.

He stopped, looking down.

Olivia had thrown herself forward, crawling across the dirt and grass, her naked body smeared with cum and her own fluids. Her thick thighs scraped against the ground. Her heavy breasts swayed beneath her as she moved.

And now she clung to his leg like a lifeline, looking up at him with tear-filled golden eyes.

”Please,” she begged, her voice raw. ”Please don’t leave. Don’t kill him. I’ll do it. I’ll do whatever you ask. Just... just leave Lord Viktor alone.”