The Incubus Archduke Dreams of a Pet Human - Chapter 20

Asmod released mana from his fingertips, as if inflating a balloon. A hot current starting in her belly shot up her spine and struck the crown of her head in an instant.

“Huuuhh…! Aah…!”

Heat surged in a rush and her legs went weak. Asmod withdrew his hand and caught the collapsing Theticia, setting her gently on the bed.

“Aahh… Ooohh…”

That pleasant, woozy sensation was the same feeling she’d had the first time she accepted Asmod. The wreckage of the explosion in her mind now pulsed through her entire body.

“Maybe I went a bit far. Do you feel the flow of mana?”

“Hmm, yes, yes. If this is mana, then, haah…”

Her lips tingled, blurring her words. With a small gesture from Asmod, the lace nightgown vanished without a trace. Naked in an instant, Theticia made no move to hide her bare skin.

“Beautiful.”

Her platinum hair sprawled over the bed like sunlight from the Human Realm. Asmod felt as though he held a small sun in his hands.

His firm fingers descended on her pale chest, traced the valley, passed the deep-set navel, and finally arrived at the damp entrance below.

“Each demon has their own way of drawing mana from humans.”

With her head spinning, Theticia tried to make sense of Asmod’s words.

“Just as demons draw mana from human greed, an Incubus obtains mana from human lust.”

A thick shaft pushed its way in between the neatly folded flesh.

“Aaah!”

A cry escaped at the moist intrusion. A tingling pleasure snapped up her spine. Her thighs tensed, legs twisting together, but a terrifying strength forced Theticia’s legs wide open.

The hand burrowed into her chest, grasping firmly, and a sticky whisper licked at her ear.

“Like this. I convert your mana into pleasure and take it in. So the more you enjoy, the greater the benefit for me.”

The member that had been held tightly spread wide like a pillar of flame, pushing her to the limit. Asmod drove himself deep to the root, thrusting his hips sharply.

“Haahh, Oooh…!”

He swallowed Theticia’s panting lips, sucking them dry. His shaft mercilessly battered her tender inner walls. The sensation, the kneading, pulled Theticia’s consciousness deeper inside.

“Yes, you’re doing well.”

Her soft, delicate b*****s were crushed in his hands, each hip movement coaxing her slick walls to squelch and overflow. Each deep plunge released fresh mana. When the swollen inner membrane was struck, catlike sounds spilled from her lips, slipping beyond control.

“Aaahh, Oooh , Lord Asmod…! HaahH, so good, oohh…!”

Theticia babbled unaware of her own words. Though Asmod had told her to enjoy, reason had already dissolved in waves of pleasure.

Like a dog desperate for reward, Theticia panted, and Asmod crushed and fixated on her sensitive points. Suddenly, her inner walls tightened and clamped around the swollen shaft.

“Haahh hnngh!”

Blood boiling with mana poured down like a torrential rain of pleasure. The mana exchanged through the layered mucosa delicately heightened her nerves. Her slender feet, raised in the air, had gone so tense they were white as snow.

“You need to relax your muscles to feel better.”

“Huhh, Ooohh.”

The wave of pleasure spilled down and gathered at the corners of her eyes. If she let go, she thought she might lose consciousness, and fear crept in. Theticia struggled desperately, Asmod held her slender waist tightly. Seeing no intention to relax, he planned to move her with force.

“Hhuuupf…!”

Though he hadn’t blocked her throat with his flesh pillar, Theticia swallowed as if she was about to choke. The mana she emitted pulsed strongly. Asmod inhaled the thick, sticky scent deeply into his lungs.

When he pulled firmly on her waist, her inner walls clenched, gripping and biting his shaft as if trying to pull it out. The bulging veins raked her walls, releasing waves of pleasure.

“Huuuhh…!”

Sparks flashed in her blurred vision. Theticia felt she could trace every contour of Asmod’s shaft with her inner flesh. Her whole body, soaked in fluid, accepted the pleasure without limit.

It was like standing on the edge of a cliff. One wrong step and she felt she would immediately fall. In her mind where fear and pleasure blended, Asmod’s voice sounded like a spell.

“Let it out. No one will blame you.”

A voice kind like none she had ever heard pressed Theticia to the edge like a gentle breeze.

“Haa… ahh, aahh…!”

Her jaw ached from how wide she opened her mouth. An instinctive moan slipped out, sounding almost like a beast’s cry. A raging pillar of flame tore fiercely through her loosened flesh. Pleasure struck her from toes to the top of her head like a bolt of lightning.

“Hah, ah, aahh, haahh…!”

Sob-laced cries spilled forth, unstoppable. Asmod shuddered as mana spread wetly through them both.

His shaft, swollen painfully full, twitched and sprayed thick essence. Packed completely inside, every thrust sent a flood of mingled nectar and seed spilling in waves.