Gargantuan, violet discharges of Primordial Succubus energy lashed out from Lilith like lightning, saturating the air with the suffocating sweetness of desire. The Monarch's grip, still locked in a euphoric trance, was crushing. Mina, trapped between the armored plates of Lilith's natural bodice, felt her body reach its absolute breaking point.
Her own green aura began to flicker chaotically. She had been absorbing Lilith's pure essence for several minutes and was now saturated to the limit. Her energy channels were screaming, and her mind, paralyzed by the overload, was unable to accept even a single gram more of this staggering power. She felt that if Lilith didn't stop, her own essence would simply detonate.
In that same fraction of a second, Kala and Lysandra, seeing their youngest companion's critical state, abandoned their roles as passive observers. They lunged forward, sitting on either side of the still-trembling Lilith. With insatiable, predatory greed, they opened their energy channels, inhaling the purple river of power pouring out of the Monarch.
Their auras - Kala's aggressive red and Lysandra's icy white - ignited with inhuman intensity, acting as powerful heat sinks that instantly began to bleed off the pressure from Mina's overloaded system. They saved her at the final moment, devouring the excess energy that had threatened to annihilate her.
Only after a full minute, which felt like an eternity to Mina, did the destructive discharges begin to wane. The violet light faded, and Lilith's breathing slowly returned to normal. The Monarch finally loosened her armored grip, allowing the exhausted Mina to slump onto the mossy stone.
The petite girl, drenched in sweat and trembling, looked at her Lady with a gaze that held - alongside the energy saturation - a clear, newfound fear of this devastating power.
Lilith took a deep, shuddering breath, her head falling to her chest. Slowly, with every heartbeat, the fog of euphoria began to recede, and what had just transpired began to dawn on her mind with painful clarity.
A gargantuan, overpowering wave of shame washed over her entire body, making her natural armor suddenly feel unnaturally heavy. She looked at Mina, at her terrified, sweaty face, and felt her stomach flip inside out.
What have I... what have I done? she thought in horror, her purple mark fading as deep mortification took its place.
She jerked her head up, intending to apologize, but her gaze collided with two more silhouettes. Two human figures, with silvery and fiery hair, were sitting right beside her, staring at her with massive, almost prayerful attention.
Lilith's face flushed so violently that the purple-crimson hue covered her entire visage. Her embarrassment reached its zenith.
"W-what... what are you doing here?!" she choked out in a panicked, breaking voice, instinctively trying to cover herself with her hands, even though she was fully armored in her demonic form.
Kala only snorted with pity, wiping sweat from her forehead with her hand, her eyes still burning with the embers of lust.
"You're generating such a massive aura of desire, Lilith, that it's hard to miss even from the other end of the forest," the red-haired warrior muttered, casting a hateful glance toward Mina. "It was impossible to hunt in that suffocating stench."
Hearing this, Lilith felt as if the ground beneath her should open up and swallow her whole. The thought that her most intimate sensations had been broadcast to the entire territory made her want to vanish from existence.
Then Lysandra, with the gravity that was her norm, slowly rose from the stone and bowed deeply and solemnly to Lilith.
"Thank you for the energy, Monarch," Lysandra said in a crisp, professional voice. "That was primordial essence of the highest quality. It will help us all grow significantly stronger."
Lilith froze, looking at her strangely. In her eyes, alongside the shame, was a look of complete bewilderment.
"Energy?" she asked uncertainly, not understanding what the white Succubus was talking about. "What... energy?"
Lysandra's words hit Lilith with the force of a physical blow, instantly silencing her shame and replacing it with an icy shiver of dread. The white Succubus straightened up, her voice regaining its specific, analytical sternness.
"Lilith, you must understand the nature of our race," Lysandra began, looking her straight in the eye. "Normally, we use desire energy only for the regeneration of mana and stamina. It is our fuel. However, as Succubi, we possess a rare talent that allows us to convert this energy directly into permanent stat growth. The problem is the conversion rate is massive; it takes unimaginable amounts of pure essence to actually strengthen the body. For most of us, this process is too slow to even be noticeable."
Kala nodded, her usually predatory face turning grave. "But your energy..." The warrior trailed off, glancing at the still-steaming stone. "Your essence as the Primordial Succubus is so terrifyingly high-quality and gargantuan that the three of us could barely absorb and convert it. That wasn't a normal flow; it was a flood of power."
Lysandra walked over to Mina without a word and gently but firmly took her into her arms. The little demoness looked completely defenseless, her body still quivering from the excess power.
"Next time, do not take such risks," Lysandra snapped, her eyes scolding both Lilith and Mina. "Sessions like this can only take place when all three of us are present to distribute the load. Or when we eventually erect a building capable of automatically storing excess desire. Had we not intervened, this little brat would have simply died from the overload."
Lilith's face turned pale, her mouth falling open in a silent cry of fear.
Mina, still huddled against Lysandra, lifted a tear-stained face. "I'm sorry..." she whispered in a weak voice toward the white Succubus. "I just... I didn't know something like this would happen."
Lysandra sighed and, to everyone's surprise, tenderly hugged Mina to her chest, stroking her hair like an older sister. "I know, little one. But you must understand how dangerous it is. You aren't ready for such a dose of pure Primordial yet."
Mina nodded, burying her face in Lysandra's breasts, seeking comfort there. Even Kala's rage evaporated, replaced by a rare reflex of empathy mixed with a new kind of respect... and fear of Lilith. The warrior looked at her Monarch askance; she saw in her a powerful and dangerous being whose very instincts could bring death even to her allies.
Lilith stood motionless, shocked and genuinely terrified. The realization that her own pleasure could become a murder weapon against someone she was starting to like was worse for her than any fight with monsters.
She took a step forward, her natural armor clicking softly in the settling silence of the forest. She reached her arms out toward Lysandra, gently taking the still-dazed Mina from her. She pulled the girl's petite body to her chest, feeling the beat of her heart.
"I am so terribly sorry..." Lilith whispered, her voice trembling with authentic guilt. "I really didn't know. I had no idea that my... my essence could be so dangerous. I didn't want to hurt anyone."
Mina, feeling her Monarch's familiar warmth, slowly began to regain color in her face. She took a deep breath and looked at Lilith, then at the rest of her companions.
"I'm sorry too..." she muttered, casting her gaze down. "It's my fault. I wanted Lilith all to myself and started the fun without you guys. I didn't think it would... overload me like that."
Kala crossed her arms over her chest and let out a loud exhale, trying to bleed off the tension. "I've never seen anything like it," the warrior admitted, scratching the back of her neck. "For the three of us to have to save the day because one person is putting out that much power... It's unnatural, even for Succubi."
Lysandra nodded, but a shadow of satisfaction appeared on her usually cool face. "Despite the risk, the effects are astounding. My stat growth after such a short session is... more than satisfactory. If we act as a trio, we will master this flow."
Kala smiled predatorily, her eyes flashing. "Fact. I feel like I just drank a liter of pure mana. Lilith, we're going to have to repeat this in the future. Mandatory."
Mina, hearing the atmosphere relax, immediately regained her old vigor. She hopped out of Lilith's arms and ran to Kala, thrusting her chest out proudly and putting her hands on her hips.
"I was still first!" she called out maliciously, baring her teeth. "I was the first to taste Lilith's true power, and you two were just cleaning up the scraps!"
"You little brat!" A familiar vein immediately bulged on Kala's forehead. "If it weren't for those 'scraps,' we'd be sweeping your green dust off the leaves right now!"
"Jealousy is an ugly trait, Kal-ie!" Mina continued to tease, twirling around the warrior. "Admit it, you're just bursting with envy because Lilith chose my sweet little hands and not your hard muscles!"
As the two began their traditional Succubus bickering, Lysandra slowly approached Lilith. She stood very close, looking at her with the concern of an older sister. "Are you alright?" she asked quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Lilith nodded, though she still felt a knot in her stomach. "Yes... it's just... all of this is so overwhelming."
"Don't blame yourself," Lysandra comforted her, stroking her gently. "You are the Primordial Succubus; no one could have expected such a scenario. You are only just learning your own power."
Suddenly, however, Lysandra's tone shifted. She moved even closer, so that Lilith could smell her cool, white aura. The white Succubus slightly pouted her lips in a gesture that was rare for her - she looked genuinely... offended.
"Though I must admit... I felt a little betrayed. Only a dozen hours ago you told me you needed time, and then I find you in the arms of this child."
Lilith felt the blood rush to her cheeks. She started waving her hands in a panic. "N-no! It's not like that! I mean, she just... I only wanted to thank her for the work and - "
"I didn't know you preferred the sweet and innocent type," Lysandra interrupted her, mischief flashing in her eyes.
Seeing Lilith's completely helpless defense, Lysandra suddenly burst into a short, pearly laugh. Lilith froze, looking at her with infatuation - she had rarely seen Lysandra so sincerely amused.
After a moment, however, the white Succubus's eyes turned serious again. She leaned in and whispered directly into Lilith's ear, her breath sending a shiver down the Monarch's neck.
"I'm next. Remember that well."
Her hand slid lower, grasping Lilith's stomach just below the purple tattoo, toying with the edge of her natural armor. Lilith, feeling that sudden surge of heat, could only give a quick, submissive nod.
Lysandra nodded with satisfaction, before instantly reverting to her "cold" persona and walking over to the bickering pair to cut their senseless dispute short with a single, sharp command.
Lilith stood in the middle of the clearing, watching her companions.
Dammit... she thought, her fingers touching the spot where Lysandra's hand had been a moment ago. In that other world, I never even had sexual contact... and here, after one day as a Succubus, I feel as if all of this is the most natural thing under the sun...