Rae peered down at him over the end of her nose - her shrunken little prince, twitching for her again - before a throb countless orders of magnitude larger thundered through the smooth obsidian flesh beneath him.
The wave of movement was accompanied by a bellowing rumble from purple-furred beast above, as well as an unnervingly audible rumble from below, as his pointed ears detected the rushing of blood below the surface.
Heat soon followed, blasting against his back, radiating from Behemoth's cock, more and more with every rumble within it, and for a moment, he wondered what this felt like for the Succubus, gazing down at him, feeding on the lustful energy of both him and Behemoth alike.
Indeed, he was surprised she looked so composed - a lesser Succubus would have been utterly overcome, drunk on the buffet that a creation such as Behemoth must have provided, he thought. Or perhaps perhaps ol' Betty was just as hard to drain as she was to hurt?
Whatever the answer, he stopped thinking about it when Rae's tongue smeared his twitching prick into the inside of her upper lip, and an enchanting, bewitching polyphonic purr buzzed from her throat, and through his body, and her lips began to drag him along...
Farhad Elchinson
2024-01-08 11:39:19 +0000 UTC