THE QUEST FOR KNOWLEDGE

“Come on baby, cum for me!” She moaned hoarsely.

Viridis’ eyes rolled back as she felt him swell. Hot semen shot from his pulsing dick, setting her body off. “Yes!” he yelled as her walls undulated, squeezing his length like a glove. They had been a good match before, but the corrupted lay line water had turned him into her perfect mate. As they settled down, the fairy landed on Enorim’s shoulder, panting, wings buzzing.

“Hey, listen!” The little spitfire shouted in an angry huff at being ignored. “There’s an intruder in the library!” Both exhausted demons jolted to attention. “I caught the woman talking to Verde and sent the child to bed for her safety.”

“A woman?” Enorim smirked with animalistic hunger, he couldn’t help it. The changes in him had affected his outlook on life. Now everything was sexual, and he felt ruled by his desire to fuck. The act energized him more than any magical spell or exercise had before. Viridis playfully slapped his chest, acting jealous for a moment.

“I’ve created a monster.” She laughed. The two looked at one another with passion that would melt an iceberg in the dead of winter. Viridis bit her lip as she felt his manhood swell within her. “You go tend to our guest and I’ll make sure our daughter is ok.”

“As you wish m’lady.” He replied, smile widening, revealing his new pearly fangs. The succubus’ wings carried her out of the still churning water and Enorim’s extended. He followed, albeit not as smoothly. He watched his lover’s hips as they flew towards the hatch leading up into the tree. His mind couldn’t resist coming up with all the ways he could go about this. Schemes and games were so much fun now that he had no worries. His old life but a distant memory.

Things may have changed completely in his life but a part of him still felt compelled to protect the magical water and the forest around it. Only now he had a family instead of an old mentor. Together they were stronger than anything the old Magus could conjure.

On their way they noticed Ambirosi laying in a puddle of her own juices. She had been watching them fornicate. It only took Viridis a moment of questioning to find out Rosi had come down to tell them that they had a visitor and simply couldn’t bring herself to interrupt their love making. The nymphs were so easily distracted now that the succubus’ magic was flowing through their veins. Viridis didn’t take too kindly to the nymph allowing herself to be distracted as a stranger was left alone near her daughter.

The succubus slammed the nymph against the wall, the sound echoing. Another short moment of questioning followed, finding out all they needed to know. The nymphs found the sorceress wandering the forest, sniffing the flowers. The part that pissed Viridis off the most was that the nymph had brought the human right to them. Would the humans never leave them alone? Viridis had grown a massive wall of vines to keep intruders out. How did this sorceress find her way into the forest?

The succubus wanted to punish the nymph right then and there but had a better thought. First, she’d make sure her daughter was ok and later bring her to watch the nymph’s punishment. Though she didn’t know what kind of punishment that would be in her furious state of mind. Her daughter could have been hurt or worse.

~*~

Fiona sat at one of many reading tables scrolling through an ancient tomb. The knowledge she could learn from this place was endless. Like a giddy schoolgirl she flipped through delicate pages devouring all she could, forgetting the danger she was in. All the trials she had faced on route to the library of her dreams. The fright and arousal… All of it forgotten as she read page after page.

A loud bang echoed from down below, startling her. The redhead jumped, heart racing. She quickly ran to the floor’s edge and looked down, wishing she hadn’t. Although the vertigo didn’t come back, she felt a more primal fear freeze her heart. Two large, winged beings flew out into the large chamber below. They soared through the air, circling like birds of prey. The green feminine one flew off to the side. In the same direction the young child had gone.

The other, a larger light gray male circled upwards. His blue, sparkling eyes staring right at her. She stood frozen until he grinned, fangs glinting in the torchlight. Another feeling swelled within her chest along with the fear. It made her legs buckle and her loins drip. The male appeared to excel pure sexual heat. And he headed right for her. He had the blue eyes and hair of the guardian’s apprentice. She had originally hoped to negotiate for the use of the library. But with that? Things had profoundly changed in the forest.

With a quiet squeak she bolted back into the shelves. Her instincts telling her to hide from such a creature. Even though her body had other desires, she hid.

The large unnaturally enhanced man landed, shaking the library floor. Fiona could hear him sniff the air and sigh. Her body reacted instantly, heart racing with mixed fear and arousal. She held her knees against her chest, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes tightly. Imagines flashed in her mind with the man’s rigid muscles. She didn’t know what type of Fae he had become. Was it even possible for a human to become Fae? Or did something else happen? Something darker than her worst fears.

“Hmm, I smell your aroused fear darling. Did you like what you saw?” Fiona could picture him posing with the way he spoke confidently. She shuddered, stifling a moan. Why was her body acting this way? Ever since she entered the forest, she couldn’t control her urges. “Come out and play little bird.”

Fiona crawled to the next table and around a shelf just as Enorim pounced on the spot she had just been hiding. She took a deep breath and couldn’t help the groan from escaping her lips. Why did he smell so good?

The man chuckled and crouched down to her level, peeking around the shelf. “There you are, oh what a gorgeous one you are.”

They locked eyes and the room faded from view. She couldn’t look away. Bright blue, glowing eyes filled her vision. “I-I…” Her tongue felt heavy as her mind struggled to form thoughts. His orbs were captivating in a way she couldn’t describe, almost hypnotically. Different than the Nymph’s. His were unnatural.

“Yes? Spit it out,” He said with a grin. “Here, let me help you.” The creature brought a hand to his lips, extended it and blew. A blue heart formed in his palm and flew towards her. Fiona couldn’t move as time slowed. The heart slowly floated towards her before popping in her face, demonic pheromones were inhaled with her next breath. It felt just like the mist only ten times more potent. The sorceress’ eyes rolled back as she sagged pleasantly with a moan. “That’s it, breathe deeply and let yourself go.”

Her entire body tingled and warmed up. ‘W-what are you?!” She asked, voice sultry, eyes half-lidded. She wanted to kiss him as she stared, admiring his toned body. Nothing was left to the imagination as she stared right at his engorged cock.

“I used to be a guardian. Now I am more.” He curled his fingers, and she couldn’t resist, crawling towards him, eyes locked on his pulsing, growing member. “That’s it, come to be darling.”

Fiona bit her lower lip. It was too much; her mind was spinning. “Knowledge…” She panted.

“Sorry? What was that?” He looked at her amusingly. The way she struggled to resist the primal pheromones intrigued him.

“I-I just w-wanted knowledge…” She was mere inches from him on her hands and knees. The sexual scent from his manhood threatened to overwhelm her already clouded mind. She licked her quivering, drooling lips, tasting him on the air. It wasn’t just his scent. There was a more feminine smell mixed in with his own. Her eyes rolled back realizing it meant he had just had sex. And yet, here he was hard and eager for more.

“Is that so? You risked it all to come here for knowledge?”

“mmhmm,” She had to resist the urge to open her mouth. This close she couldn’t help but imagine taking him deep into her throat. Oh, she wanted to, so badly. A shiver ran up her spine at the mere thought.

“Is there anything else you’d like now that you’re here?” He whispered, reaching down, fingers interlacing with the messy red locks of her hair. His strong hand rubbed against her skin possessively. She giggled despite herself and nodded, licking her suddenly dry lips. Her chin brushed against his dick. “Go on then, we can talk books after. If you’re still capable.”

His warm fingers caressed her scalp, lightly pulling her towards him. Her half-lidded eyes were locked on his tip, transfixed on the precum forming. There was no stopping her from reaching out with her tongue, gathering the pre, building at his tip. Her body shook as the taste took her over the edge. Just one little lick and she was quivering in orgasmic bliss. Enorim chuckled as she shook before him, admiring how adorable she looked in that moment.

“Oh, I’m going to enjoy breaking you in.” He let out a laugh that gave her goosebumps.

Something deep within her snapped when he said that, and energy pulsed. Her violet eyes lit up and the demon was blasted back. He cried out in shock as he was flung off the floor, over the railing. Plummeting towards the ground, four stories below. It took him a moment to focus and spread his large wings. His new form wasn’t quite second nature to him yet. However, he wasn’t angry when he steadied himself. Instead, he chuckled even louder. Here he thought she’d be just another easy conquest. He had underestimated the young woman and it thrilled him to his core. The new demonic nature within him hungered for a worthy challenge.

Fiona’s eyes fluttered in post orgasmic bliss before she realized that she was alone. She had cast a spell without thinking about it. His scent lingered as she breathed in and sighed. There was just something deep within her that didn’t like his tone when he said he’d break her in. Ever since entering the forest these desires of being taken, submitting were being drawn out of her. Those feelings were only surface deep though. At her core she only sought knowledge and power. Years of discipline had molded her into a powerful sorceress. Temptations never had interested her before. However, these new sensations and desires were distractions she wasn’t used to. It was their unnatural alure. The way they tapped into her core; her body reacted on a cellular level. Like nothing she had ever faced before.

She stood on wobbling legs and tried to gather her wits. She had come so close to being reduced to his whimpering cocksleeve. The following shiver worried her. It’s like her body wanted it. Did that mean she… No, it couldn’t. Pleasure didn’t genuinely interest her. Not like the thirst for power. She had to resist these new urges.

One of the tombs she had skipped flashed into her mind’s eye. At the time it had seemed so, wrong. Like a myth, misplaced and didn’t belong. It was a demonic tomb. She knew Fae were real but never had she suspected that demons were also. Sure, scholars always talked about summoning fiends from the depths of hell. They warned of the dangers of temptation. She had just thought they were tales to ward magic users from seeking or gaining too much power.

There was just something unnatural about that man. He couldn’t be Fae. If it had just been a different skin tone, she wouldn’t have had any doubts. But the wings, and long thick tail? She might have mistaken him for a gargoyle in the flesh if not for those curling horns on his head. Once she could stand on her own, without leaning on a shelf she sought after that tomb.

Her steps were slow. Knees still wobbling. Then she heard the demon land on the platform again and her heart fluttered. Would she be able to resist running into his arms? What if the green flying woman came up to join him?

His voice echoed along the halls. “My oh my, you are a feisty one. Aren’t you? You’re not the only one that knows magic though. Let’s see how you fare against this.” He mumbled some words she couldn’t quite hear but she felt the pulse of energy that followed like an invisible tidal wave. “You’ll come to me. Won’t you darling?”

Fiona gulped at his confidence. A part of her did long to go to him. She fought against it with all of her being. Instead finding the tomb, taking it deeper into the halls to a desk and flipping it open. She didn’t have much time. Her focus kept drifting to imagines of herself submitting, crawling to him, tasting him. It even felt like someone was caressing her back and shoulders. She tried her best to ignore the feelings and focus on the book.

She flipped through the pages filled with Latin words she could understand. Pictures she didn’t recognize or ever want to meet in the flesh. Fiends with long tongues, misshapen forms. Some disgusting, some arousing. She didn’t know what she was searching for but thought if she could just find a picture that looked like him. Maybe, just maybe, she could find an edge to use against him.

The strap of her dress came loose, startling her. Fiona spun around, expecting to find him standing there. Her heart pounding in her chest, echoing in her ears. But she was alone. Yet, she felt her dress being pulled down, exposing her supple, pale form. In a panic she covered her chest and spun again, catching a glimpse of a blue hand. He had cast a spell! How could she forget and not take precautions?

The specter hands caressed her bare skin, making her shiver. They weren’t solid and they made her crave his actual touch. The warmth of his hands as they’d run down her sides slowly before taking her. Fiona’s cheeks burned red with embarrassment. She tried to think of a counter spell when her eyes fell onto the open page. A humanoid woman with small horns, wings and spade tipped tail. Exactly like Enorim but female. This had to be it! She sighed excitedly, relaxing instinctively against the caressing hands as they massaged her flesh. She started to read the page as they explored her body lovingly, melting her stress. A quiet moan escaped her parted lips.

The arousing text on the page helped her unconsciously get into the mood. It felt like reading an erotic story while someone else attended to your growing needs. The page spoke of the demon’s sexual nature. How they lived and breathed sex. Their pheromones alone were enough to drive lesser humans mad with lust. She knew firsthand how that felt, moaning as one of the hands twisted her nipple. Her focus was drifting again as she looked back to the picture.

A Succubus. Just like the woman she had seen flying earlier. Was she the source of all the corruption? It all made sense and yet turned Fiona on more than ever. She had stumbled on the source. Only to find herself wondering how it all went down. The seduction that demon must have given Enorim. Changing him and the forest around them at the same time. A hand slid along her thigh, urging her to spread her legs and she obeyed without realizing it. It appeared that the guardian’s apprentice had lost his humanity to a creature of lust.

Fiona stared at the picture as the hands caressed and rubbed all the right spots. Sexual demons… she never thought there was any chance that demons were real. Always believing they were nothing more than stories. Now she wondered how much she didn’t know in life.

By the time she heard footsteps heading towards her she had had several quiet, mind numbing orgasms, memorizing the stunning picture. Every perfect curve, drool forming at the corner of her parted lips. Her knees were weak and wobbling, but somehow still holding her up. Her arms were resting on the table, hands holding on to the edges. She looked like a sweaty mess by the time Enorim had given up waiting.

“I thought you would come to me. Couldn’t resist letting my spell take hold of you I see.” He smirked before noticing the book. “You really were after knowledge. Weren’t you?” He walked up behind her and glanced over her shoulder at the open tomb. “I believe you’ll find me on the next page, doll.” He flicked his wrist and the page turned. Fiona whimpered as she stared at the new image. Masculine perfection with an overly large cock. She felt Enorim’s press against her back. It wasn’t the obscene size that the picture showed while still being larger than she’d ever seen. Not that she’d seen many in her time. She’d always avoided men that thought she was nothing but meat.

Yet here she found herself being tempted by such a fiend. Now she knew why the man’s scent affected her so much. In her exhausted state she wanted nothing more than to bend over and let him take her as the magical hands held her down. The pleasure she felt at his spelled spectral hands made her crave it even more. She gulped as that thought took more than she liked to push aside.

His warm hands startled her as they pressed against her hips. Fiona spun around and placed a hand on his chest, holding him back. Her eyes wandered down his fit form, mouthwatering at his length. Despite being smaller than the picture it still sent a chill up her spine. She wondered what it would be like. Would he split her in two? She bit her lower lip at the thought. Her outstretched arm didn’t hold him back as he stepped forward, pressing his dick against her belly. The only thing between them was the dress hanging from her hips.

Another step and he trapped his manhood between their stomachs, pushing her against the desk. Fiona looked back up at his eyes. The sparkling light transfixed her instantly. They were so beautiful. His smirk however, turned to a frown. “I thought you’d give me a challenge.” His voice sounding so disappointed.

The twitch of his dick said otherwise though. She smirked back at him. “I thought you’d be larger.” Her quick wit just made him laugh.

“Size queen, are we?” He asked with a thrust, balls slapping against her covered, soaked pussy. She let out a startled yelp. The magical hands massaged her shoulders and neck as if trying to relax her while holding her in place.

“No, the picture though…” She glanced back over her shoulder.

“Don’t believe everything you find in books, doll. I’m man enough to break you. If you’d like to put that to the test?” He questioned with a raised brow. “Smells like you want to.”

Fiona bit her lip again. Oh, she really did want to, so yeah, he wasn’t wrong. It was becoming difficult to deny as she breathed in his musk. His hand roamed higher, seeking her ample chest. The other remained at her waist. Now it was her turn to flick her wrists. Violet cords formed around his wrists and pulled. She heard fabric rip as his hands were yanked from her body. Despite being denied access to her breast and being restrained, the demon simply laughed again.

“There’s that fire I felt earlier.” He said with a hungry grin. Fiona watched, eyes wide as her torn dress fluttered to the ground. It was then that she realized his pulsing dick was pressing against her fluttering stomach. The cloth no longer blocked contact.

Despite herself Fiona felt her hips wiggle, enjoying the feel of him pressed against her. Instead of giving in she hopped onto the desk. Backing off and giving herself a little room. She gulped when his dick bounced down and slapped against her quim. Her mind went fuzzy as she looked down and bit her lip harder. The beast between his legs wasn’t quite as small as she pretended.

The tip pressed against her folds and she whimpered in barely contained bliss. She flicked her wrists again and more cords formed. This time around his waist and legs. Just the tip, that’s all he got inside her. Though, that alone was driving her crazy. The growing arousal in her wanted to wrap her legs around him and take the rest. She looked back up at his smirking face and fought against the urge to swoon. She couldn’t… resist… she had to resist!

His scent made her body tingle. While his dick made her heart melt. Somehow, she resisted the strong urge to let him take her, body and soul. Her rational mind fought back for dominance.

“Do you like that?” He practically purred. His demonic animal side showing its face, twitching his hips. The cords prevented movement, but he still managed to thrust an inch or so. The sensation of her nether lips spreading made Fiona’s eyes roll.

“Oh gods, yes.” She moaned before catching herself. Her mind was spinning as the sensations sent her body trembling. Having been on edge for so long she couldn’t hold back. Her pussy quivered before going over the edge, spraying the table and his dick.

“My, you cum easily.” He laughed in a knowing manor, rather than mockingly. “How many more till you cum all those feisty thoughts out of your pretty, little head?” His voice was taking affect, washing over her mind as his dick was her body. She might be holding him back but who was playing who? She whimpered as she fought to control herself. She was so close to giving in. To abandoning herself to the pleasures the forest seemed determined to throw at her at every turn.

It made sense though. If a succubus had been the root of the forest’s corruption. That would explain all the sexual tension and build up she’s felt since entering the land. Every inch from the air to the plants had been twisted and altered to induce sexual feelings into any that witnessed them. Demons were real… then the stories about them had to hold some truth. They weren’t just stories to frighten those that heard them. They were warnings, cautions. Each breath she took made it that much more difficult to remember those facts. While simultaneously making the prospect of giving in that much sweeter.

“I…I won’t be your pet.” She said behind gritted teeth with all her remaining willpower. Glaring at him even as her body shook. How foolish had she been? She found the book that could detail the man’s weakness and instead of figuring it out… She had orgasmed to the pictures over and over. Allowing magical hands to melt her resistance. Now she sat on the desk with his dick between her pussy lips, waiting to thrust all the way to the hilt.

“We’ll see about that. Even if you can somehow manage to resist me, my lover will bring you to your knees.” The green woman’s image flashed into the sorceress’ mind as Enorim twitched his hips again. Fiona almost melted from the pleasure, the scents, his voice. It was all too much, overwhelming her senses. Her heart raced as she kept taking deep breaths.

“Who is she?” Fiona couldn’t resist asking.

“The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She’s so seductive that just one look will have you swooning. This is her forest now, and I, her guardian.” He said as he pressed forward. The cords strained, tightening around his flesh. Another inch entered her quivering body as she stared into his eyes, listening to his every word, moaning like a slut.

“S-she changed you.” Fiona moaned, leaning back—at the magical hand’s guidance—laying atop the demonic tomb. She stretched like a cat, giving him a sexy pose. Her body’s pleasure distracting her will to resist, even if only for a moment. Despite everything to the contrary, the demon respected her strong willpower. The mere fact that a human could speak in his presence without being reduced to a babbling bimbo made him respect her.

“Yes!” He cried out, straining with all his might, hips rocking. The several inches he could get thrust in and out in unison with her heartbeat. They moaned together, staring into each other’s eyes. She loved it. If she was being completely honest with herself. Her hands moved as if with a mind of their own, one rubbing her clit while the other curled around his cock and squeezed.

“You… can’t resist your… own impulses… anymore, can you?” She asked, moaning between words. Deep down she knew she was also giving in. Anyone in her position would understand. The pleasure was just that, amazing. It was a feat that she could still form words. If he wasn’t being held back though? There’d be no more thinking. He’d fuck those silly thoughts out of her head just like he mentioned earlier. She bit her lip again, trembling at the mental image. To be mindlessly enjoying the pleasure… tempting… so, so tempting. Reduced to a moaning slut only capable of thinking of the next orgasm.

Like Ambirosi… Just thinking about the nymph made her body quiver in anticipation.

“No, I can’t, need to fuck! Let me show you.” He groaned, gritting his teeth as he thrust every inch that he could. She wanted it; he could feel it. Her body loved the feeling of his spear thrusting into her depths. The sorceress was melting for him even if she didn’t realize it. It wouldn’t be long now.

The look in his eyes scared her. He was so confident, so determined. Her body loved it, but did she? Did she really want to give in? To feel herself drift away. All her ambitions in life. Her position in court? Would it be worth it to let go and feel the pleasure overwhelm her? A part of her couldn’t just give in. It had to fight back!

“I didn’t… mmm, come here for… fuck…” She couldn’t finish. Every breath she took brought her closer to giving in. Her inner walls were clenching, aching for his entire length.

“You came here, for me…” He exhaled a cloud of colorless, demonic pheromones into her face. Fiona gasped, eyes bulging. She inhaled and her body spasmed. She cried out, throwing back her head. Her long red, soaking wet hair flung backwards with an echoing slap. Her magical cords snapped just as the blue floating hands gripped her tightly by the shoulders and arms. “Yes, that’s it… feel the bliss I can give you. Give in to it.” He jested with a laugh, thrusting forward, grabbing her legs and pulling them up, over his shoulders. Her eyes bulged before rolling back. “Give in to ME!”

Fiona’s pussy squeezed him tighter as he filled her with one hard thrust. The sensation caused them both to moan. The pheromone breath hit just as expected. Boiling her blood with lust. Her violet eyes were dilated and desperate.

“Fuck! Fuck me!” She cried out, lost to the pleasure already. She could feel every inch and couldn’t concentrate on anything else. The sorceress wanted to wrap her legs around him, but he held them in a position she couldn’t wiggle out of. Especially not with the magical hands holding her down, massaging her flesh. He had asked how many more orgasms she could get before losing her mind… well, right now it felt like just one!

“That’s right… give in… let the pleasure take over. Give in!” He could make it last and draw out her surrender, but he wanted to see her reaction to having her womb filled with his addicting seed. Urging himself towards the edge, preparing to go over. Enorim had grown tired of the game and hungered for more in a way he didn’t completely understand. It felt like his very core ached for something the sorceress had. Something inside her. He couldn’t comprehend the feeling but at the same time he needed to find it. Whatever ‘it’ was.

Meanwhile his pulsating length drove her wild. She gasped with each rough thrust he took. A stray thought flashed into her mind. Giving in, felt so right. She wanted to, needed to. Cumming her brains out wouldn’t be so bad. Eternal bliss awaited her if she just let go and enjoyed it. Her eyes rolled back; body shook. It was coming, she could feel it, he was about to cum. And with it, her final surrender would be inevitable. There’d be no turning back. She could feel the corruptive, addictive precum affecting her, soaking into her flesh. It made her already sensitive body ache in a way that would drive her mad if she received an entire load. She didn’t care! She wanted it now!

A part of her snapped, from deep within. The deepest recess of her addled mind.

“Solis… radium…” She gasped instinctively between thrusts. Her body and mind might have been ready to give in. But not her soul. It fought back unconsciously. Bright sunlight exploded from her body, scorching everything touching her. Enorim screamed in mixed agony and bliss, launching himself backwards, covering his eyes. Her body trembled with denial, suddenly feeling empty. The book under her had turned to ash. The charred wood of the table creaked threateningly underneath her.

Despite the pain Enorim had been so close, pulling out of her had set him over. The feeling of her tight snatch squeezing him as if desperate holding on made him climax. Enorim landed upon the floor grunting, spraying, covering his aching eyes and moaning at the same time. The pain couldn’t completely take the pleasure away. His body convulsed as he let loose. A thick white line landed on Fiona’s stomach, sizzling as if burning. However, it tingled, unnaturally.

She sat on the creaking, burnt desk in disbelief. Simply panting for breath as she watched the Incubus climax all over himself and the floor. His flesh blistered and peeled as if he’d been in the bright sun for hours. Something had caused her to stop the best sex of her life and she was struggling to rationalize the reason for it. Nothing made sense to her. Hadn’t she wanted to give in?

For a long moment she just sat there with a blank gaze, open jaw. Drool began to drip down her chin before her mind formed a coherent thought.

Run

The sorceress blinked and the blurry world cleared. The blue floating hands were gone, no longer holding her down. Now was her chance. The desk snapped loudly as she pushed herself up. The debris fell into pieces and she ran farther into the library. A flick of her wrist caused a spark before a violet translucent bubble formed around her. Clarity had returned and the knowledge of spells came with it. She understood why her body craved to give in. Practically begging for it actually. Even though it all sounded ridiculous in her head. A demon… The guardian had become a real, in the flesh demon. And her body wouldn’t let her forget it. Fiona could feel her nether lips quivering, aching to have him back inside her.

Determination filled her mind and heart. The spectacular library wasn’t worth losing herself over. She had to fight and escape the forest. Her sweat covered body ached with need even though she tried to ignore it. Her stomach started to burn, and she wiped herself off. Only to realize that she now had his cum on her fingers. She stopped and blinked. It was strange, not only in look but in feel. Almost like an oily substance, thicker than normal. The longer she looked at it, the more she wanted to lick her fingers clean.

Fiona’s tongue slid across parched lips. It wasn’t natural and Fiona had a strange feeling that it wouldn’t taste natural either. Did she really want to find out? On one hand no, but that didn’t stop her hand from rising towards her thirsty mouth. The desire tugged at her soul in a way she wasn’t prepared to deal with. Before she knew it, her fingers were in between her lips. The unique, salty taste exploded on her tongue and she sighed hungrily, she couldn’t get enough. She needed more, sucking on her fingers like a tavern wench. Warmth spread throughout her chest as she swallowed.

Cold wood almost startled her as she leaned back against the side of a shelf, moaning, suckling her fingers. Fiona’s other hand rubbed her stomach, searching for anymore of the demon’s seed, gathering up all she found. She switched hands; wet, clean fingers slid down her chest to squeeze at her bosom.

Just a moment’s respite. That’s all she needed. A simple moment to clear her mind. The hand kept going south until her slick fingers rubbed circles at her swollen clit making her knees wobble. She just needed to take the edge off so she could think clearer. Then she could fight back against the demons. The sexy, gorgeous demons. Her mind wandered back to the book. She had studied the succubus’ picture the longest. How different would the actual lust demon be from her portrait?

Fiona had only gotten a glance at the women if you could really call her that. Were demons locked to genders she wondered? A simple glance that only confirmed that she was indeed a succubus. She pictured the creature standing before her, hip cocked, smirking. Her scent alone would drive the sorceress mad with lust. Especially if she’d have had enough time to master her abilities. Enorim clearly had just been changed. He didn’t have any control. Possibly making him more dangerous. Or at the very least less predictable.

While the succubus might only need to speak a single word and Fiona would drop to her knees in submission. She felt the cold floor meet her knees as she imitated the picture on her mind. She cried out as her body shuddered, spraying the floor. Fiona remained on her knees with a happy, blank expression on her face. Giving in felt so good. She flinched when she flicked her sensitive clit. She had just needed a moment, that was all. A moment to take the edge off. She sighed as she relaxed against the shelf, lightly rubbing herself. The haze didn’t lift as her body started to react again. Both sets of lips tingled. Maybe just once more…

~*~

Enorim grunted, pleasure taking place of the pain all over his body. His burned flesh slowly healed as lust fueled his veins. When he tried to look, all he saw was the burned flash of sunlight, staining his vision. He felt the tight pussy squeezing his length, then rising and falling onto him. The sorceress placed her hands on his chest to support herself and bobbed onto him as fast as she could. Like a lust crazed animal in heat, she fucked. Her cries and moans echoing throughout the library.

His blurry vision struggled to clear. Bright white spots danced around. His scorched flesh slowly mended itself as his pleasure heightened. He smiled but remained where he was, enjoying it too much to interrupt. Instead, he watched her large breasts bounce. Hadn’t they been smaller? After all that fight, she just couldn’t resist jumping back onto his dick. This time he would ignore the rising urge to cum. After what the sorceress just did to him… she’d have to work for it, beg for it. By the look in her eyes alone he knew she’d be begging very soon.

Those eyes weren’t violet though. The thought rattled around in his head, confusing him. The woman had violet eyes. He moaned despite himself. The woman felt amazing bouncing on him.

He laid there and watched as her lips spread into a wicked grin as she felt him suddenly swell within her depths. Exactly what she needed from him. But he wanted to prolong it, didn’t he? “What’s wrong?” She purred mockingly. “Did the fragile young sorceress just deny that big, aching cock?” She laughed like a mad woman, bouncing faster. While his eyes widened with surprise the smirk didn’t leave his lips. She didn’t care. She only needed one thing. Needed to cum, and for that she needed him to cum. To feel that hot, addictive, corruptive cum fill her up. She didn’t care about the consequences anymore and that turned him on.

Enorim cried out, arching his back and unleashing his load deeply inside her womb. After all that feisty fighting only to pounce on his dick and submit in the end. He could have laughed if it didn’t feel so good to fill her up. The woman patted his chest and cooed sexily at him.

“Sorry lover, I couldn’t resist.” Her smooth voice spoke with arrogance the sorceress didn’t have.

Enorim looked up with confusion, “huh?” Slowly his blinded vision cleared, and he saw Viridis upon his lap in all her naked glory. Sweat beading down her body making her appear to glow.

“You were just lying there covered in your own juices all burnt to a crisp. What better way to heal than make love?” He grunted in response. His lover sure knew how to make things interesting.

“Having trouble with the intruder?” She asked, cocking her head and licking her lips. “Perhaps I can offer some assistance.” Enorim smiled playfully, licking his lips.

“Give me one more chance. She’s feisty, I’m just playing with her.”

“Oh? Is that what you call being knocked down and burnt to a crisp? Looks to me you’ve met your match. Perhaps I should take ove-ooh!” Viridis yelped as her lover grabbed her by the hips and swung her to the ground, rolling over her. His growing erection still within her insatiable pussy. He thrust several times before rising, leaving her laying like a fallen goddess.

“Oh fine, go have your fun. I’ll be waiting.”

~*~

Time had no meaning as Fiona sat in a puddle of her own juices. Once hadn’t been enough. Not even twice. Her body tingled and ached for something she couldn’t give it. By the fourth orgasm she couldn’t stop thinking about the guardian’s thick cock sliding between her folds. Reaching deep within her to the point of pain. Just one little taste of his cum had driven her crazy. What would cumming inside her feel like? She stifled her moan as she heard footsteps. Large bare feet padded along the wooden floor towards her.

Fiona held her breath unconsciously, heart thumping in her chest.

The subject of her fascination walked into view, sniffed the air and smiled knowingly. Fiona’s cheeks flushed painfully as her legs spread wider. He had found her sitting like a submissive slut aching for his touch. But his eyes washed right over her, and he kept walking right on past her. She wanted to cry out and moan his name, but she couldn’t move. Despite her longing something held her back. She feared giving in even knowing how good it felt. But why hadn’t he seen her? She sat right in the middle of the hallway.

“Hmm, smells like someone is needy.” He purred as he kept on walking. She heard him pause and turn around. He breathed in deeply and then walked right past her again. “Come out come out wherever you are.” He taunted, walking down the other hallway.

The air shimmered around her and she rolled her eyes remembering the spell she cast hiding herself from sight. Then she smirked, rising and stalked after the demon, watching his tail sway side to side. She followed until he stopped and stepped to the side as he spun around and started walking, sniffing the air. She could tell he was confused and wanted to giggle. Something came over her though and she kept quiet.

With an annoyed huff he turned down another path. Hunting after her scent that wafted all around him.

Fiona mumbled a spell and watched as violet cords formed around his ancles and then snapped together. Enorim yelped as he faceplanted the floor. The weight of his fall shook the shelves, and several books came loose, clattering to the ground. The naked demon rolled around and sat up, reaching down to rip the restraints from his body. More cords formed at his wrists and yanked them above his head. This time Fiona couldn’t stifle the giggle. The cute sound echoed around him and she practically swooned as his dick twitched. She couldn’t take her eyes off it as it grew before her.

“Playing tricks are we feisty one?” His thick voice rolled through her being and made her quiver. Her lust driven mind looked down on the demon and did the only thing it could think of. Fiona pounced; she couldn’t help it. The sorceress that entered the forest was gone. Pleasure and lust filled her mind and she wanted to feel more. She straddled his hips and sat onto his lap.

His dick twitched against her slick quim as he laughed. She didn’t care right then if he found it funny. She only wanted to feel him filling her. To make her feel whole again. She reached down and stroked him twice before lining him up. Slowly she descended upon his spear, spreading her nether lips. Fiona groaned needily as she took him all the way. Watching her body swallow him up, inch by aching inch, until their hips met.

“Let me see you.” He moaned, otherwise remaining motionless. He hadn’t expected her to trick him only to give him exactly what he wanted.

“No.” She whimpered in response. His glowing, hypnotic eyes didn’t know where to focus and she wanted to keep it that way. So, she wanted to feel him again. Was that so bad? It’s not like she wanted to completely give in. Oh, that felt amazing. His throbbing cock kept twitching inside her.

“You’re already giving in darlin. Just let go.” His smooth voice reached into her soul. She felt herself swoon into him, laying her head against his shoulder. She could just melt listening to him speak. Deep down she knew that wouldn’t be wise. She kissed his neck and whispered before he could speak again.

A violet cord formed around his mouth and his muffled chuckle made her shiver. She just needed to take that edge off. The edge he had caused. That’s all she swore to herself, squeezing her bent legs against his waist, rocking her hips.

She felt a breeze against her sweating flesh as a shadow fell over her. Then she felt his wings close in around her, wrapping her in a tight blanket that was him. She breathed in deeply and groaned. His pheromones were trapped within and she breathed shallow, quick breaths. Her hips and legs sped up. It’s exactly what she craved! Her senses heightened as the orgasm approached. She couldn’t help herself from rising slightly and slamming back down. She let out a grunt each time she repeated the motion.

Fiona looked up and couldn’t see his face as his wings were in the way. She imagined him smirking. Even though she had tricked him and taken control she couldn’t help but think she had never been in control. She moaned and panted with each fall upon his dick. She had… she had played right into his hands and couldn’t stop. It felt so good. Just a little more and she’d.

Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her body shook violently, undulating in waves against his hot body. That’s exactly what she needed. To cum hard on his dick! She heard his muffled taunt and her eyes rolled back. She couldn’t stop shaking as her climax stretched on. His scent drove her crazy, just like his cock did.

When the waves of bliss finally ended, she tried to rise only to feel his wings wrap tighter around her. Panic filled her blissful heart. Each time she tried to rise he would squeeze and pull her against him. Tingles traveled up her body in waves of distracting pleasure. She’d gotten what she wanted, and her body was quickly wanting more. She had to do something before she gave in completely. She could already feel her lightheaded mind drifting away.

Enorim rocked his hips in time with her feeble attempts to escape. She could feel herself squeezing his length with each time he thrust into her. The translucent bubble popped but it didn’t matter since she was wrapped up inside his wings. Just knowing though set her over the edge once again. Only this time she screamed.

The demon’s chuckle made her submissive heart flutter. Again, and again their bodies slapped together. The wings no longed needed to assist as the echoing slaps traveled around the library. The only thing louder was her moaned and grunts each time their bodies met. Maybe once more wouldn’t be that bad after all. Her sensitive body could handle another earth-shattering orgasm. At least she craved it as much as her body this time.

“Oh my goddess!” Fiona squealed, feeling her body clench once again. Then he started to swell inside her and it gave new meaning to the phrase being filled. “Fuck!” His wings tightened again, holding her down. She rocked her hips as fast as she could, aching for it to happen. The moment she had thought about ever since she stuck her cum covered fingers into her mouth.

Enorim grunted once, flexing his hips one final time and holding it. She could feel everything, from his swelling to his throbbing climax. Her mind went blank with light as the hot seed flowed into her body like a gushing volcano. Her petite form swelled until she looked seven months pregnant. The sorceress’ climax stretched on until she felt something snap within her. She couldn’t focus on the feeling, only knowing it made her feel worse off. As if something had been stolen from her. A part of her being she didn’t even know existed. It left her lightheaded and woozy.

Then his wings suddenly released, stretching out as she fell backwards onto the floor. The demonic dick slid from her velvet cunt with a pop and his corruptive seed spilled from her depths, puddling on the ground between them.

Fiona’s half-lidded eyes stared up at the glowing ceiling. Her entire body tingled and felt heavy and slow like molasses. Her head lolled until the demon came into focus and she stared like a love drunk kitten. His body glowed so bright it hurt, and she had to look away. Her head sloshed as she turned to the side. Everything felt funny. The good kind that felt so amazing you couldn’t think about anything else. Each breath felt like a tiny orgasm as her body inhaled and exhaled.

She heard muffled grunts and realized the incubus was trying to move. She lazily glanced at him, squinting through the pain. Her magical cords were holding, and he couldn’t move anything but his wings and tail. A smile formed on her lips. She was still in control after all. Her eyes fluttered and she turned away again. His glowing body too much to handle. Fiona couldn’t comprehend anything beyond the tingling pleasure that traveled through her body with each breath. Even the oily seed seeping from her quivering quim felt good. Deep within her is where the tingling was the strongest. Where he had filled her until her body had no choice but to expand to withhold it all. The stretch marks faded quickly, unnaturally if she could have focused on it.

Movement caught her attention, and she arched her neck to look down the hall. A gorgeous green woman stood there watching, hip cocked to the side. Caught fucking another woman’s man. It should have startled Fiona, but she didn’t care, she couldn’t care. It didn’t even bother the other woman by the looks of it. A smile curved on those sexy, green, luscious lips. Her smoldering, slitted eyes glared down at Fiona with hunger and it looked like pride.

“Did you enjoy trespassing into my home?” The woman spoke and the sultry voice echoed in Fiona’s head. Everything felt funny. She struggled to care because it felt so good to lay there and bask in post orgasmic bliss. The demon looked over to her lover and chuckled. “She is feisty, and kinky. She’s got you all tied up.”

Fiona groaned and tried to sit up. Her head sloshed and rolled to the side. It took too much effort. A part of her wanted more and it actually started to scare her. The rational part of her mind was slowly filtering through the demonic influenced haze. The naked succubus’ hips swayed with each step, tail curling around her upper thigh. Despite the fear Fiona found herself admiring the woman’s elegance.

“You didn’t tell me how sexy she looked. I love the disheveled red hair.” She leaned down and inhaled deeply. “Positively delicious lover. Too bad she bested you twice now.”

Fiona rolled onto her stomach and tried to crawl away. Only to slide through the copious amounts of demonic seed. Her tingling body loved every second of it as she struggled through, moaning, whimpering. Her tongue felt thick and useless, so magic was out of the question. Not to mention the world was starting to spin.

“Look at that. Seems like she’s not satisfied. His sperm smells appetizing, doesn’t it?” The woman laughed as Fiona started lapping at the ground. She couldn’t help it. The woman’s voice echoed in her mind so hypnotically. Her eyes rolled back; the seed was still warm. Her half-lidded eyes gazed up to the bound demon struggling to free himself. His penis wasn’t as big as she remembered. Why had it gone soft? She wanted it to grow again.

Fiona leaned up and ran her slick tongue up his thigh and kissed his scrotum. “That’s right girl. You haven’t had enough just yet, have you?” Fiona could only groan in response. Her fear an ever-present thought that kept pushing through the demonic influenced fog. She needed to stop giving in before it was too late. She kissed higher and felt his limp dick twitch against her cheek. It wouldn’t take a demon long to get it up and Fiona’s quim quivered at the thought.

She kept kissing despite knowing she needed to stop. The fear was growing as her kisses slowed. Neither demon noticed as the succubus kept taunting her lover.

“I knew you were kinky Enorim but to corrupt our intruder even while tied down. That is impressive.” That silky smooth voice gave Fiona goosebumps. She was so focused on what the demon was saying she hadn’t even noticed that she was sucking on his tip like a whore. The feeling of it growing inside her mouth caught her attention. And still her body wouldn’t stop, savoring the taste of fresh pre. Her heavy, addled mind couldn’t stop her head from bobbing as he hardened between her lips. Soon he’s pressing against the back of her throat.

The fog thickened within her mind confusing her thoughts from the demon’s whispers. Viridis leaned behind the sorceress, enjoying the show.

“Mmmm, you love his demonic taste, I can tell.” The demon taunted with a smile. “Breath it in, listen to your body’s need growing.”

Fiona moaned as her tingling body heated with a flush. Giving in felt so good. She didn’t know why she had resisted for so long. The strange thoughts didn’t even bother her anymore. She wanted more and Enorim was there for the taking. She gave one last hard suckling before releasing his dick from her lips. Her half-lidded eyes took in his restrained body and shivered. The succubus whispering into her ear felt like her own thoughts now.

The sorceress flicked her wrist and the violet cords holding Enorim’s wrists up flung back until he was laying on the floor with his arms still outstretched above his head. The feminine laughter distracted her from thoughts of mounting him. Something wasn’t right. Her inner thoughts didn’t laugh so sinisterly. Fiona glanced about the glowing room trying to figure out what was going on. When the succubus came into view her mind panicked.

“Impressio…” Fiona cried out drunkenly thrusting her open palm towards the succubus. Viridis let out a surprised yelp as she was flung backwards with a powerful gust of air. The demon’s wings flapped hard albeit not strongly enough as she was thrown through a bookshelf. She watched as the seductive woman got buried by books and debris.

However, when she stood up the world spun, and she had to brace herself with the shelf behind her. Her body felt sluggish and wrong. Like something was missing. She tried her best not to focus on the furnace burning within her womb. The warmth spread throughout her veins like wildfire. It made everything harder to resist. Like looking down at her captive demon. Just a glance made her legs weak, and her quim ache with need.

Take him, use him. You deserve it. Fiona stood there, swaying side to side in a haze, blinking slowly. Part of her knew not to listen but it truly felt like her own conscious was speaking to her. And it was convincing. Why shouldn’t she take everything she wanted? She had struggling for so long to become the powerful sorceress that she was today. Didn’t she deserve to take everything at her disposal?

Listen to your body

Give in

Fiona bit her lower lip and leaned forward. Her balance didn’t hold as she fell upon the incubus. Their eyes met and it felt like staring into the twin suns of a super nova. His blue shinning stars held her gaze as her hands traveled down his sides. She deserved it. All the pleasure at her mercy. The fire of her loins couldn’t be ignored any longer as she rocked her hips against his length. Deep within, you want him… do it, claim him.

She gulped, body shivering with an addict’s need. Rubbing her nether lips against his hardon wasn’t enough. She needed to feel him inside her again. Fiona glanced back, noticing the succubus was nowhere to be seen. The sorceress was too far gone to recognize the whispers this time. The need had grown to deep within the furnace spreading throughout her veins. The incubus’ seed had been left within, corrupting her flesh. A deep violet color started to spread across her skin like a rash, starting from her belly. The farther it spread, the deeper her need grew.

Fiona took one last look at Enorim, losing herself in those bright eyes. How deeply had he fallen? Did he resist longer than she did? Being a guardian made her think he would have been incorruptible. Clearly, he wasn’t. Those questions never made it past her lips though. The feeling of him entering her distracted the sorceress. His large head spreading her nether lips, stretching her once again. Feels right joining as one.

The whispers were getting louder, and she struggled to remember they weren’t her thoughts. Everything was simply too overwhelming for her to concentrate. She had entered the forest with a clear goal in mind. A mission, a quest for knowledge, and power. It would have helped if she had been more prepared.

Take him, claim him. Give in to him.

Fiona groaned with pleasure. Yes, this was what she wanted! It felt so good how could anyone resist? She had fought against her base instinct for so long. Well no longer! With a roll of her hips, she took him to the hilt. Her pussy had already been stretched making it easier this time around. “Yes!” The sorceress screamed, placing her hands upon his chest and rising onto his lap. Pleasure consumed her thoughts. She needed more and she would take it.

Warm hands caressed her shoulders, startling the sorceress. However, she didn’t stop bouncing upon his dick. Who else would it be besides the succubus? Fiona simply didn’t care anymore. Her body hungered and she would satisfy it.

Enorim grunted, watching her breasts bounce. The redhead had put up a good fight, albeit a feeble one. He watched as her pace sped up. The deep seeded corruption was spreading faster now that she had given in.

“Please!” She pleaded, staring at him like a bimbofied slut. It made him hunger in a way he’d never felt before. Now wasn’t the time for contemplating her life choices. She just wanted to be bred like a whore. The thought made Enorim smile, fangs digging into the violet cord that muffled his voice. The sorceress kept bouncing, faster with each passing breath. She was truly desperate to feel his addictive seed once again.

“Go on Stud, give her what she wants.” Viridis’ sexy voice gave Fiona the chills. The incubus obeyed his mistress as if on command, cock swelling that much more. He cried out in a silent orgasmic scream. The violet cord cutting off his voice despite his attempts to taunt the woman.

“Yes! Yes, by the gods its swelling! Fuck he’s cumming!” She screamed as the cock pulsed and exploded within her, filling her once again. The hot seed boiled within her core, sending heat throughout her being. This time something was different. It felt more… She couldn’t focus on it. The pleasure was greater than before as if he had connected with something deep within her being. Her sweat covered body shook, going over the edge violently. Her eyes rolled back as she flung her head back, launching her soaked hair against her back. The resounding slap echoed throughout the library. She screamed at the top of her lungs as pleasure undreamt of coursed throughout her being. Nothing in her life had ever felt this good!

The two demons looked at one another and Viridis’ smile only grew. “Feel her energy flowing into you? Tap into it, lover, focus on it.” He blue orbs locked back onto the sorceress and smiled as he felt it. Something deep within her life force. “That’s right, go deeper, find the source of her being.” He saw it, rather, felt it. A source of immense energy. He hungered for it on a primal level he couldn’t yet comprehend. It was as if his whole life had led to this moment. Finally, a hidden, treasured secret source of power revealed to him. Enorim bit down on the cord with all his strength, feeling the magic crack. Then the violet magic popped, and the cord fizzled out of existence.

“I-I feel it.” He groaned, voice hoarse from another magical cord that had formed around his throat, cock still unloading within the redhead. Her messy hair matted against her flesh, Violet eyes flashing with untapped potential.

“Grab it and pull.” Viridis moaned, reaching down and touching herself. He obeyed, eyes going wide. The energy surged into him like nothing he’d felt before. Power surged along with it. “There you go, taste her soul, devour it my love.” Viridis moaned, dropping to her knees and grabbing his face with both hands. Their lips met passionately as his bright blue eyes rolled back. His grey skin flushed to a shade of light, sky blue. Looking smoother and more alive than before.

The succubus leaned up, smiling. She turned to the woman that was drying up, life draining before their eyes. Regardless, Fiona still had the expression of pure bliss written on her face. A smile so wide it appeared to split her face in two. The purple skin meshed with her pink flesh as they both began to decay. The sorceress’ mind was clouded by so much pleasure that she couldn’t feel her own body dying.

Then an idea came to Viridis that made her smile. She had learned from her daughter that this sorceress had come from the human city. The sorceress wasn’t the first human to visit uninvited and wouldn’t be the last. What better punishment could there be for her trespass other than death? In that moment, the demon could think of only one. One that could potentially stop future trespasses onto her land. And thus, create a truly safe haven for her daughter to grow up in.

Viridis had tried to hide. To live in peace on this strange world her rival sister had tried to conquer. All she wanted was to have a small piece of it. A place to call her own on this world. Was that so bad? So Evil? She didn’t think so! Enorim didn’t think so either. He had willingly given himself to the succubus and they were happy because of it. They had a daughter! A feat that a demon like her rarely ever experienced. Sure, her kind had imps all the time but an actual daughter, whom had a soul? Nothing could compare to the happiness she felt now. And she’d do everything in her power to protect Verde. Including what she now had in mind. Humans would never accept them. They’d never leave them alone. It would only be a matter of time before her daughter suffered for simply existing. She had to do everything in her power to protect her daughter from the wrath of humans.

Viridis leaned forward and brought her lips to the other woman’s dried-up mouth. The violet light within Fiona’s eyes had begun to fade, death quickly taking hold. The succubus breathed deeply and exhaled into Fiona’s open mouth, sending her own energy and corruptive lust flowing into the sorceress’ body. The dried-up husk reversed its decay and flushed with renewed life. The woman’s dim violet eyes flashed brightly as her flesh completely turned purple. The sorceress had been beautiful before but now her body slowly filled out. Curves swelled in all the right places to perfection no human could ever achieve naturally. The husk that was Fiona smiled wickedly back at the demon, incisors slightly sharper. They kissed more passionately while staring into each other’s eyes.

The spark that once held Fiona Crowley’s soul stared back with obedience. For the husk had no soul left to bare. A being reborn by lustful sin. Their kiss ended as the succubus leaned back, licking her lips.

“Aren’t you just the cutest?” Viridis giggled, running her hand through the woman’s messy red hair. “Why don’t you return to your kingdom, seduce, and spread your new religion amongst the court?”