Her saliva made everything slick, warm, and impossibly smooth as her lips slid down over him again.
The wet heat of her mouth wrapped around his length, and the sensation shot through his body like a spark, making his breath catch in his throat.
Her soft gentle moans only added to it, making the moment feel even more intense. The warmth of her mouth and the slick glide of her saliva made every inch of him hypersensitive.
His muscles tensed as the pleasure built higher and higher, his body reacting instinctively to the way she moved. She leaned forward again, taking more of his thick length.
At that moment, only one thought crossed his mind.
'Fuck this. This girl definitely knows how to drive a man crazy.'
Her lips glistened with wet heat as she began to take in his cock deeper, the slickness of her saliva making every stroke glide smoothly.
Slurp
Slurp
At first, it was just a teasing tease—slight, almost hesitant—but then she started to work him fully, faster, harder, with deliberate precision.
She bobbed up and down, taking as much of his length as she could, her throat stretching slightly around his girth, the soft, wet slurps echoing faintly through the carriage.
One hand pressed against his lap for support while his hand slid around her waist, holding her close, feeling the tension in her body as she worked.
He groaned, low and ragged, each sound vibrating.
For a heartbeat, her rhythm faltered, slowing just enough to make him ache for more. Before she could pull back, his hand found the back of her head, guiding her with a firm grip.
Her mouth obediently followed, opening wider to accommodate his already throbbing cock, sliding over every inch with wet, slick precision.
Her other hand traveled lower, tracing the edges of his pelvis before cupping a greedy full of his already thick balls, sending a jolt right up Kyle almost instantly.
Her hand moved over his balls with teasing, deliberate slowness, slick and wet.
At the same time, her mouth followed, sliding over him with greedy, expert precision, taking him deeper with each motion. Her lips, slick and warm, wrapped around him like a second skin, sucking and licking on his dick like she was a new born.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, lost in the sensation, while her breasts jiggled and shook under the thin, trembling material barely holding them. The sight alone—her chest quivering with each movement, nipples straining against fabric—was enough to drive him wild.
Kyle's hands itched to touch, to grab, to pull her closer. He reached, desperate to free her big, tempting breasts, but with a single, teasing flick of her finger, she pressed his hand back against the carriage wall, trapping him, denying him control. The restraint only made every slick, hot motion more intense, sending shivers of need straight through him.
'Huh? Bonding magic? She didn't even mutter the spell…'
Nevertheless, her movements never faltered. She sucked him with an almost hungry greed, her fingers kneading, teasing, and stroking.
She shoved his hardened cock deep, gagging slightly, sucking with a wet, hungry rhythm that sent tremors straight through his core.
When she finally pulled back, panting, his body still trembling, he stammered, "Wait—wait, what are you doing?"
Without missing a beat, her hand darted down, slick and firm, gripping him tight. She stroked him fast, wet and eager, her fingers gliding over him in perfect rhythm, teasing and milking him, before her mouth greedily descended again.
She took him fully, lips and tongue working together, swallowing every drop. And that was all it took—he came violently, hips bucking, spurting over her hand and deep into her hungry mouth. The warmth, the slick weight of him coated her tongue and lips, dripping down her chin and coating her chest.
She moaned softly around him, the taste and heat fueling her, pressing him closer as she tightly shut her eyes from every drop. Every motion of her hand, drove him higher even as his body shuddered and spasmed under the intensity.
Breathing heavily, chest heaving, she finally pulled back, face flushed, lips glistening with his cum. Kyle's eyes roamed over her, stunned, utterly bewildered—and soaked in the aftermath of what she had just taken from him. She looked back at him calmly, eyes gleaming, as if nothing at all had happened.
"It's okay," she whispered, voice low and teasing, heavy with heat.
"It's okay."
'Huh?'
'"It's okay?" That's all she can say?'
'And why does she say it so casually, like nothing just happened?' No hint of embarrassment, no blush, no shame—nothing. Kyle's mind spun, trying to make sense of her calm, almost detached demeanor.
He noticed, but he couldn't—no, he wouldn't—continue speaking. And yet, the demon seemed to consider him, her gaze thoughtful.
"I'm sorry I couldn't… I'm sorry I swallow the cum." she said softly,
"but my husband… he strictly wants that to come from only him. It makes him feel special."
'My husband?' Kyle's mind reeled. She said it as if it were the simplest thing, adjusting to sit on the carriage, her posture precise and commanding. Then, with a snap of her fingers, the cum—coated in saliva, slick across her hand, face and body—vanished. Like it had dried up into nothing.
"Yes… yes, my husband," she muttered, almost to herself.
"I'm married, and… I can't—" Her voice trailed, heavy with frustration and longing.
'She's married,' he realized.
'And yet… she was the one who suggested giving me a blowjob. Does that even make sense?'
'Shouldn't there have been some reward, some acknowledgment for this from the system? She's someone's wife, and with her power she's definitely SSS-Ranked and I just had oral sex with her…I guess it truly doesn't respond to oral sex.'
The demon spoke again, calm, with a quiet authority that made his heart skip.
And then his thoughts shifted, darker, more confused. 'Wait… aren't demons not allowed to bear children?'
"I always thought it was forbidden, purely optional, strictly controlled."
'The only demons allowed to bear children… were Demon Queens.' Yet here she was, choosing him.
She continued, her voice quieter now, but heavy with centuries of experience.
"For a long time, I remained… without a worthy partner. I was being prepared… to become the next Demon Queen."
'The next Demon Queen?' Kyle froze.
"You? The next demon queen? Isn't there supposed to be some sort of qualification or something." Kyle stated
" Yes…I did qualify in every aspect…except for the age, I'm only 500 years old anyway." She replied all so casually.
His mind refused to catch up. 'She's 500 years old?'
'Five hundred years old.'
'And yet here she is—body thick, toned, supple, breasts massive and perfect, lips wrapped around me with expert precision, driving me to the edge again and again. She looks young, vibrant, irresistible… and yet 500 years?'
'If she's like this… what does that mean for the Demon Queen?'
'Could she really be ancient, yet still breathtaking?' Kyle's thoughts twisted further as she spoke.
"I have been practicing… preparing… but no matter the partner, I could never conceive. That is why I was never truly crowned the Demon Queen. Until you came."
She looked at him now, eyes unflinching, commanding. "You… you are the one. You are the one who will make me conceive, who will make me truly the Demon Queen."
'Huh? She wants me? That explains everything….but doesn't she see the BIG problem in her plan? she's the sister of the… milf I'm supposed to marry?...What the fuck…have I gotten myself into?'
"All I have to do is get pregnant before her, and I'll become the Demon queen….so….Sir Kyle, will you…give me your seed?" she muttered once more, without a trace of hesitation, leaving Kyle once more completely stunned.
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