The Incubus Archduke Dreams of a Pet Human - Chapter 24

Now she understood why lovemaking was often compared to a meal. If she lost focus even a little, she felt like she’d be devoured whole in an instant.

Of course, for Asmod, it wasn’t a metaphor but a real meal.

“Aahh…!”

The large member moved skillfully in and out of her small body, almost too much for her to bear. Normally, she should have felt pain, but the subtle energy radiating from the incubus’s body swept away any chance for discomfort.

“Mhmm, ooohh…!”

“Not yet. Not enough.”

Just as fireworks were about to explode in her mind, Asmod stopped with his thick member lodged deep inside. The swelling shaft stretched the narrow passage.

“Ah, Lord Asmod. What are you doing stopping now? Ugh!”

At his maddeningly slow thrusts, Theticia trembled all over. The thick mushroom-shaped head grazed her inner walls, igniting sparks. Like a wildfire spreading across a dry field, the flames raced uncontrollably through her whole body.

“Move, please move…!”

“No, I won’t”

Asmod grasped the b****t pressed firmly against his chest with one hand. He lightly bit the small nub with his teeth, and her vulnerable body twitched and trembled.

When he sucked fiercely, her lower hole tightened so much it almost ached. Asmod’s focus was to extract the maximum mana from Theticia with the least effort.

‘She usually collapses after just one round.’

Her small body was incredibly sensitive to pleasure, so once her mana awakened, just a few thrusts were enough for her to climax. The only fortunate thing was how quickly she recovered her mana.

Thanks to that, collecting mana from her every two to three days became routine.

“Ugh!”

Each time the sensitive nub was sucked and the rough shaft scraped inside, the mana filling her body surged and wildly shifted into lust.

“You’re doing well, Theticia.”

The tip of his tongue tapped her palate, slyly probing as if burrowing into her mind. His hands grabbed her plump hips and pulled her close. As their skin met with a wet smack, Theticia’s waist lifted.

“Huuhh…! That’s enough now.”

“Who says?”

He snapped his teeth sharply at her n****e, then released it, making her ample b*****s bounce softly.

Asmod showed no mercy, never granting his prey freedom to move at will during their meals. Regardless of Theticia’s growing familiarity, he always held the lead. He never relinquished his position as the predator.

His shaft grinding inside her wore her down to exhaustion, stoking her arousal to its peak.

“Haahh, I want to come. Hmppf!”

The heat swelling to her n*****s surged with nowhere to escape, releasing a soft sigh. Confirming his prey was fully ripe, Asmod thrust his hips sharply, like driving a stake.

“Aaahh!”

The mana he poured in at once struck her whole body. With each pounding motion, Theticia cried out like a cat in heat, oblivious to shame. His thick shaft stabbed relentlessly at her already fragile spots, ravaging her inner walls.

“That’s right.”

His teasing voice mingled with her shattered moans and wet sounds, heating the night air. It was as if all her senses had been driven toward their junction, her mind dizzy and distant.

“Aaahh…!”

Unable to resist the powerful waves of pleasure crashing over her, she squeezed her eyes shut. Her once pitch-black vision quickly whitened brighter than the morning sun.

Asmod layered his heated body over her trembling form. His lingering kisses formed a line, as if determined to suck up the last drop of her mana.

“Hmmm… ooohh.”

Breathing out a sigh heavy with aftershocks, Theticia clenched the crumpled, damp sheets.

“You’re getting better at drawing out mana.”

Should she take that as a compliment? Her head was boiling inside with heat.

Catching her breath, Asmod lightly stroked her hair. Though this was merely the act of converting mana into lust, his touch felt embarrassingly tender.

“At this rate… at this rate, my soul will wear out completely.”

Panting heavily, Theticia murmured in a drained voice. Asmod tapped her flushed cheek as if to scold her for such nonsense.

“Looking at your current state, it’ll take about fifty years before your soul is completely worn out.”

Fifty years. Theticia’s head swam at his answer. Though it couldn’t compare to the long-lived emperor, fifty years was enough to warrant a grand feast in the zodiac.

If her stamina were drained like this for fifty years, she wouldn’t survive. Though it was mana being drained, it’s uncertain how that will affect her.

This place was clearly not heaven, but the Demon Realm. If it were heaven, she couldn’t be doing such lewd things.

And so, the day was finally approaching. Her debutante ball in the Demon Realm was the very next day.