Chapter 158: Taffy (8)
by Afuhfuihgs
“Haa…! Ahh…! Eugh…! Hh…!”
No. 13’s legs swayed as if dancing on the tube. Her breaths pierced Evan’s ears explicitly. Evan straddled No. 13’s thighs and diligently thrust his cock inside. Once, twice, the tube swayed back and forth with her violently moving hips.
The smooth floor, untouched by wear, ground against the tube’s surface, leaving marks as stark as rocks facing a winter wind.
No. 13’s face was contorted with pleasure. Her eyelids fluttered, only to fall back asleep whenever the swirling dust sparkled around her. Her bright red face, demure arms, and disheveled lower clothing created a strange sense of dissonance and pleasure simultaneously.
Regardless of her own will, she was experiencing her cervix being pierced deep within by his glans, her body being dominated as he thrust his hips up and down, ravaging her flesh. Then, finally, as Evan put all his strength into his hips and ejaculated towards her womb, the source of her magic power automatically formed a barrier, blocking his domination.
“Mmm…! Eugh…! Hh…!”
Every time Evan ejaculated, No. 13’s lower abdomen swelled slightly. After Evan withdrew his cock, rubbing her belly, countless amounts of semen covered the inside of the tube with a lewd smell and white fluid. Evan took a deep breath, then began thrusting his cock again like a dog.
There was no way to separate them. She didn’t even know what was happening to her. There was no way to resist the movements, like a battering ram endlessly smashing against a sturdy castle wall. Just as a rock eventually crumbles under dripping water, no matter how sturdy, her magic power barrier was bound to collapse before Evan’s endless stamina.
Lilith watched Evan with a satisfied expression, and blood flowed down the wall, tracing the path of the window. The blood drops on the windowsill seeped through old cracks, falling deep along the wall’s fissures.
Sophia, who had been asleep in the basement, woke up to the sound of dripping drops and the faint smell of blood. She was tied up in the basement.
It was a contingency plan; they had kept Sophia alive in case Evan became uncooperative if she died. She hadn’t been given food for several days. Her cheeks had sunken slightly and her head was dizzy, but she wasn’t human; she was a demon. She wouldn’t die just from starving for a few days. She scanned her surroundings with sharp eyes.
The servant who constantly monitored her was nowhere to be seen, and the atmosphere of the entire mansion felt strange. She thought she could smell blood somewhere. Sophia revealed her tail, which she had retracted while bound. Her untethered tail swept the area like a broom before retrieving a small bone fragment from between the bricks.
Sophia looked at the bone fragment with satisfaction and inserted it into the handcuff on her hand. She manipulated it like a primitive man starting a fire, twisting her arm back and forth until, cheok, with a crisp click, the handcuff came undone.
Using the same method, she freed the shackles on her feet, then dashed towards the exit.
“Agh!”
No, just before she could run, her legs gave out, and she fell. Sophia winced, rubbing her backside, and picked up a club lying on the floor. Then, she headed back up from the basement to find Evan.
First Floor.
On the first-floor stairs, Sophia felt an instinctive sense of danger. An overwhelming tension and fear seized her body, as if she were in the heart of a predator’s den. Sophia took a deep breath, clutched her chest, and lifted her head. She could find the source of this reaction by going up the stairs.
Evan was probably there.
Sophia intended to save Evan and leave with him.
Because it was too boring without Evan.
Because if she ran away leaving Evan, she couldn’t go back.
Sophia squeezed her eyes shut and started running.
“Haa…! Ah…! Aah…! Ahh…!”
No. 13’s back arched like a bow. Pleasure she had never experienced before ravaged her entire sleeping body. Her body, relaxed from sleep, trembled as if electrocuted. No. 13 was gasping for breath, while Evan stared straight into her face, continuing his revenge.
With every deep thrust of his cock, Evan could tell where she liked him to penetrate. She let out the cutest moans when he hit her womb hard, and dripped with love juice when he rubbed her G-spot. She liked it better when he sucked her nipples than when she awkwardly writhed her hips, and after several ejaculations, her vaginal walls clung to him with each release, begging for more.
“Ah…! Ahh…! Hh…! Ah…!”
After ejaculating once more, No. 13 gasped as if suffocating and bucked her pelvis. Evan and No. 13 were covered in semen from the waist down. Evan collapsed onto No. 13’s body, panting for a moment. No. 13 was breathing raggedly, still unable to wake up.
Lilith said.
“Evan. You can’t rest. Ancient vampires like these have incredibly fast recovery rates, so you can’t give her any breaks. You must dominate her completely with pleasure until everything belongs to you.”
Evan nodded. Lilith stroked Evan’s head and looked at No. 13’s lower abdomen. Her core, which had been emitting a radiant light, was now covered in cracks, like a dropped egg on the floor. At least three more times. Three more ejaculations, and she could become Evan’s complete subordinate.
Lilith stepped back. Evan thrust his cock into No. 13 once more, looked at Lilith, and asked,
“Where are you going?”
At that moment, Evan thrust his hips like a beast. Unable to withstand the intense movements characteristic of an incubus, No. 13 called Evan’s name again. No. 13’s eyes narrowed, capturing Evan’s image, which appeared like an illusion. Lilith said,
“You know, high-ranking demons are quite busy. I have things to attend to as well.”
“Please stay and watch me make No. 13 my subordinate.”
Evan began moving his hips faster, his voice filled with sincerity. Seeing Evan’s cute whine and manly movements, Lilith chuckled as if proud.
“Oh my, that’s certainly appealing, but I have many things to do. I’m sorry, Evan. Instead, let’s meet again next time when you’ve become an even more magnificent demon.”
“Mmm…! Eugh…! Hh…! Hh…!”
Evan laughed as he moved his hips. The rhythmic splashing sounds and the sticky slap-slap of flesh felt like applause blessing the two’s promise. Red bloodstains flowed down the window like a curtain. Beneath the romantic promise, No. 13 moaned with her eyes closed.
“Hmm…! Mm…! Eugh…!”
“Well then, Evan? Goodbye.”
Before Evan could even say goodbye, Lilith’s form dissolved into particles. Only the sound of footsteps and her scent remained where she had been, and the sparkling stardust continued to float above No. 13’s head.
Despite Lilith’s disappearance, Evan grinned and pressed down on No. 13. Even to him, No. 13’s womb seemed to have no more capacity. With Lilith pouring her power into it, and him, a strong incubus, thrusting his cock, how could she, offering no resistance, possibly endure?
Evan intended to make her his subordinate and gain power. That way, he could receive praise from Lilith and exact powerful revenge. As for No. 13, once she became his subordinate…
“…..Huh?”
Evan froze, his hip movements ceasing. He blinked, realizing something was wrong. Something was wrong.
“Is revenge really my only goal?”
“Did I really think about getting revenge on No. 13?”
“No. 13 was my family and friend; did I really intend to make her my subordinate and torment her?”
No. He definitely hadn’t thought that. He had wanted to stop her, but lamented that there was no way. And then Lilith had appeared. When he came to his senses, he found himself on top of No. 13, moving his hips.
No. 13’s body was worn out with pleasure, struggling desperately to wake up. Even without him moving his cock, her vagina twitched, craving it.
Evan saw the remnants of her core. Her core, full of cracks.
Just a few more thrusts, and he could completely dominate her. But was that what he wanted? Making No. 13 his subordinate to get praised by Lilith? His confused body trembled, maintaining its erection without thrusting in or withdrawing. With the subtle movements, No. 13 felt pleasure, but she didn’t try to wake up like before.
Instead, her hand twitched, and she mumbled softly in her sleep.
“Evan…”
The moment Evan heard that voice, he felt the desire dominating his mind vanish. The intense urge for revenge, the possessive desire to make her his subordinate-everything crumbled like a sandcastle.
“Evan…”
Evan didn’t want to dominate her. He wanted to live together with her as family. He wanted to convey his belief and love, that he would never abandon her again. Evan kissed No. 13’s lips. With a deep kiss, he waved his hand, scattering the sparkles floating in the air.
No. 13 slowly opened her eyes, and Evan took a deep breath. He wanted to make love face-to-face with her. He wanted to talk, and release their emotions through sex.
“Are you awake?”
“….Evan?”
No. 13 breathed raggedly, looking at Evan with a puzzled expression.
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