After that little revelation that a succubus could turn mortals—especially humans—into lesser succubi, I just sat there, staring at her with my mouth half-open and my brain somewhere between 'holy shit' and 'what the actual fuck'.
"You mean to tell me…" I began slowly, trying to wrap my head around it, "that you can just walk up to someone, sign a little sexy contract, and bam—new horny demon?"
Eva giggled, that low, dangerous sound that always made my spine tingle. "It's not that simple, wife~," she purred, dragging her tail across my thigh. "It takes time, energy, and consent… most of the time."
"Most of the time?" I narrowed my eyes. "Eva…"
"Hehehe." She smirked, brushing her messy purple hair back. "Relax. We don't go around corrupting random mortals. Besides, corruption's not about forcing, it's about tempting. You offer them what they secretly crave, and once they take it… they're yours."
A chill crawled up my back despite the warmth of her skin.
"So you're telling me your whole species just—what? Seduces, bargains, and multiplies through sin?"
"Pretty much," she said proudly, stretching her arms above her head, her breasts bouncing as she yawned. "We were made from lust, so why not use it to survive? It's not like angels breed any better. Half of them can't even look at each other without having a moral breakdown."
"Can you imagine if humanity went extinct just because we had the common sense to do more than hump and breed like animals? Talk about wasted potential."
She let out a long, tired sigh, her body slumping like she was about to pass out on my chest. My heart pounded in my throat as she let her head rest on my shoulder, her fingers grazing my nipple, still wet with milk.
"Sigh." I rubbed my temples.
"You know, I thought I'd seen it all. But somehow, every day with you feels like opening a new chapter in a cursed sex encyclopedia."
She giggled again, leaning in to kiss my cheek. "Then keep reading, wife. You might learn a few things."
"Pretty sure I've learned too much already," I muttered under my breath.
"Yeah... yeah." Eva rolled her eyes and climbed off me, her tail lazily swaying behind her. "Alright, enough pillow talk. I'm starving. You got any of that divine milk of yours left?"
"Seriously?" I blinked. "You just emptied me last night!"
"Hmm." She gave me a pout so exaggerated it could've been illegal. "Please? Just a drop?"
"..." I groaned, throwing my head back. "You're worse than Umbra when he wants attention."
"Grrr," came the faint growl from my shadow, clearly offended.
"Humph." Eva snorted. "Oh, don't be jealous, kitty. You can have a taste too if you behave~."
"GRRR!" Umbra's growl deepened, and I swore I felt the air get colder.
"Don't provoke him," I warned, sitting up as I reached to grab her cute butt. My muscles ached, and every bone in my body protested. "He's still salty. I didn't feed him last night."
"Then you feed him," Eva said with a mischievous glint, "and I'll feed you."
"Eva—"
But before I could finish, she pounced—literally. Her hands slammed against my chest, pinning me down, her eyes glowing faintly violet.
"Wife," she whispered, her lips hovering just an inch from mine, "you should know by now… I'm addicted to your taste."
"You're gonna kill me one day." My heart stuttered.
"Hehe." Her grin widened. "Then I'll make sure you die happy."
And then she kissed me—slow, deep, and hungry.
The world melted away for a moment, just the two of us tangled in warmth, lust, and that strange, terrifying kind of love that burned deeper than any flame. She was a good kisser, and she knew it.
When she finally pulled back, her lips glossy with our mixed saliva and her breath coming in warm pants, I felt like a drunkard—like I could fall into her eyes and stay there for a lifetime.
"Next time… I won't accept no for an answer."
With that, she jumped from my lap and headed for the door, giving me an unobstructed view of her round ass and dripping sex.
"Come, wife~," she said, licking her lips as she looked over her shoulder. "Let's go and meet the family."
'Shit,' I thought with a half-lidded stare as I stood up from the bed. 'This girl is a menace.'
...
It didn't take us long to reach the dining room, as it was on the same third floor as her room. Eva was all smiles and energy, walking so fast that I had trouble keeping up. I was still sore all over, but the thought of filling my stomach with something hot made me a bit more lively.
We arrived at the dining room and saw Eva's sisters. They were sitting at the table, chatting idly as they ate, but the moment we entered, they stopped, looking up at us with wide eyes.
"Hey!" Eva waved at them, her tail waving behind her with giddy excitement. "How are you guys?"
There were three girls at the table.
One was Nala, the cowgirl, with her MASSIVE tits and nice big butt. She was serving the food to the other two succubi.
They were shorter than Eva, around 1.65m, with petite bodies that could only be described as dangerous in disguise.
The one on the left had pale skin with short, messy crimson hair and a pair of tiny black horns peeking out just above her bangs. Her eyes gleamed a sharp amber hue—mischievous, hungry, and far too interested in me for my comfort. She licked her lips the moment our eyes met.
The other one had black hair tied into twin tails, her skin faintly pink like she'd been freshly dusted with rose petals. Her wings shimmered faintly with violet light, and she seemed far too shy to meet my eyes. Her gaze lingered on my chest, but then she swiftly hid behind Nala while still peeking at me, like she was trying not to be obvious.
"Ah~ so this is the famous royal wife you've been bragging about, Eva," the red-haired one purred, leaning forward with her chin resting on her hands. "I was starting to think you made her up."
"Hehehe." Eva giggled. "As if I could ever make up something this cute."
"I… uh… hi?" I could feel my face heating up instantly.
"Aw, look at that," the redhead teased, her grin wicked. "She blushes! That's adorable."
"Shut up, Liza," Eva huffed, though she clearly wasn't mad—her tail was wagging like an excited puppy's. "You're gonna scare her off before breakfast."
"Scare her off?" Liza arched her brow. "Please... I'm scared for my own safety after hearing your screams last night. Tell me, was it really that good?"
"A-ah... you heard us?" I blushed even deeper, not sure if I was embarrassed or flattered by that.
"It was AWESOME!" Eva exclaimed, throwing her arms up in the air as if she were trying to reach the heavens. "Aza was so fucking rough and dirty, it felt like I was having an orgasm nonstop!"
"Haa~... My ears are still ringing." Liza smirked, clearly entertained by my suffering. "I bet. The walls were literally shaking. Poor Rina didn't know whether to cover her ears or start taking notes."
"L-Liza!" the twin-tailed girl yelped, her entire face going crimson. "Don't say it like that!"
"I'm just being honest," Liza said innocently, twirling a lock of red hair around her finger. "You two sounded like a couple of banshees fucking in a storm. Trust me, I heard you loud and clear. Didn't we, Rina?"
The shy one—Rina—started blushing so hard that her ears turned completely red, and she quickly hid behind Nala, who was giggling to herself like she couldn't believe the two of them were related.
"She's so cute, isn't she?"
"Exactly~!" Eva grinned proudly. "That's how love should sound."
"Can we not talk about this over breakfast?" I wanted to sink into the floor, and my voice was a bit shaky, but I did my best to keep it steady.
"Oops~ Sorry," Liza grinned, but there was no remorse in her tone. "Forgive me, I'm a bit starved. My pussy's been empty for way too long."
"Haa..." I felt my throat dry up.
She then stood up as Eva and I approached the table. Like every succubus I'd met so far, she wore nothing but that micro-bikini; her breasts were small, maybe B-cup.
"Pleasure to meet you, Azariel," she said with a smile and a curtsey. "I am Liza, and this cute one here is Rina."
She pointed at the twin-tailed girl who shyly waved at me, still hiding behind Nala. I waved back, flashing a warm smile, surprising her a little. Rina wore the same tiny bikini, and her breasts were even smaller than Liza's—A-cup at best.
"The pleasure is all mine," I said as I sat down next to Eva and started to fill my plate with the food on the table.
"Where is Akane?" Eva asked, but before anyone could reply to her question—
"You mean Onee-sama."
A cold voice suddenly echoed from behind her.
"KYAAA!!" Eva screamed and nearly jumped out of her seat, wings flaring wide as her tail puffed up like a startled cat's.
"Akane!!!... Don't do that!" she yelled, clutching her chest. "You scared the shit out of me!"
Snif! Snif!
"I smell nothing?" Liza leaned toward Eva, sniffing the air.
"I DON'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!!" Eva yelled, throwing an empty plate at her sister, who dodged it with ease.
"Call me Onee-sama."
The voice belonged to a tall, mature succubus with sharp blue eyes and long brown hair. Surprisingly, she was more 'covered' than anyone in this room.
She was wearing a one-piece black dress that did nothing to hide her voluptuous figure. It was a tight-fitting strapless dress with a deep V-neck; it ended just a bit above her knees and hugged every curve, pushing her large breasts together into a perfect cleavage.
I nearly choked when I saw her, barely resisting the urge to grow a cock and shoot hot white butter on her body. She was calm, commanding, and utterly magnetic—the kind of woman who could walk into a room full of demons and make even hell itself shut up and listen.
"Eva," Akane said coolly, her tone somewhere between authority and irritation, yet she had a 'gentle' smile on her face. "You're supposed to call me Akane Onee-sama."
"I'll never call you that," Eva huffed, crossing her arms over her chest as she sat back down in her chair. "You don't scare me."
"..." Akane kept staring at her with the same 'gentle' smile, and I couldn't help but feel that the air was growing thicker.
"Aaa... Akane," Liza started carefully, but she failed to add the last part.
"Akane Onee-sama!" the mature, sexy succubus suddenly corrected, slowly turning her gentle face toward Liza, who flinched a little.
"Nice to meet you... Azariel." She then turned to me, giving me an honest smile. "I am Akane Onee-sama."
"Nice to meet you, too, Akane Onee-sama," I said with a nod, standing from my seat and extending a hand. "I'm Azariel."
Drip! Drip!
"Huh?"
Suddenly, for some reason, tears began to flow from Akane's eyes, her whole body trembling as if a spell was about to explode. But before I could ask what was wrong—
"KYAAAHH!!!.... FINALLY!!!" She jumped at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and wiping my face with her boobs.
"!!!" I was surprised by her actions, but didn't push her. The softness of her two mountains was... divine.
"FINALLY!!!... Sob!" she cried with a gleeful smile. "SOMEONE CALLED ME AKANE ONEE-SAMA!!!"
"Worry not... Azariel," she pulled her head back just enough to look at me with those pretty blue eyes of hers.
"Your Akane Onee-sama will take good care of you."