Chapter 19 Adventurers Against Demonesses (+18 Lesbian)
I decided to get out and deal with the winners. But there was another figure who had gone unnoticed.
As the young archer groaned and rubbed her bruised shoulder, a black ribbon quickly flew out of the bushes and wrapped around her neck. The girl let out a half-suffocated gasp, grabbed her neck with both hands, and disappeared into the foliage.
«Who's here?» cried the sorceress, looking around for her staff. But it lay on the other side of the carriage, out of sight.
«I am,» came the reply, and a demoness emerged from the bushes.
She was taller than the recent succubus and had an equally striking form. Only her whole appearance reeked of power and danger. Her skin was bright red and her hair was black as night.
Her horns were slightly larger than a succubus'. All of the demoness' clothing was made of thin black leather and consisted of a narrow leather collar, a bra, a short, wide skirt, and tight boots that reached almost to her hips.
The claws on the infernal beauty's hands were unusually long and covered in black lacquer. The lipstick on her sensual lips was the same color as the night. And behind the bootleg of one of her boots was a whip, which I had previously mistaken for a ribbon.
With one hand the demoness carried the archer in front of her and held her by the throat. The girl struggled, clutching at her tormentor's palm with both hands, but she couldn't free herself.
«One false move and I'll drink the soul out of your friend,» the demoness warned in an unexpectedly pleasant voice. «You know she won't come back to life after that.»
«I know,» the sorceress grumbled, reluctantly lowering her arm that had been raised for an attack spell. «What do you want?»
«Not much at all. Just to pay my foolish maid her last respects,» the demoness purred, nodding to the succubus on the ground. «Kiss her and I'll let you both go.»
The sorceress cautiously approached the defeated succubus and leaned over her, drawing an arrow as she went. As soon as she was close enough, her breathing became heavy and, clearly out of control, she literally pounced on the red-skinned woman's body. The woman put a hand between her legs, rubbed her breasts against hers, and kissed her passionately on the lips.
«It seems I forgot to warn you that my subordinate makes a very strong impression on mortals in close proximity...» the demoness stretched out thoughtfully and looked at the lost head of the passion sorceress. Then she tossed the girl away and threw her to her friend's writhing succubus. «As I promised, you are free.»
Rolling on the ground and panting, the archer came to her senses.
«Master Valeria! Wake up!» the girl screamed when she saw what her older friend was doing. «She's about to come to life, isn't she?»
The archer grabbed the sorceress by the shoulders and tried to pull her away from the succubus... But in the next instant, she herself fell under the effects of the infernal spell and leapt upon her older friend, kissing her shoulders and neck.
Ironically, this brought Valeria to her senses and she tried to pull away, breaking the kiss. But then what the girl had warned her about happened - the succubus actually came to life. When she opened her eyes and saw the sorceress in front of her, she immediately rushed to her and fell on her lips.
Valeria fluttered lazily, trying to free herself, but quickly gave up and responded enthusiastically to the kiss. They were actively interrupted by the archer, who was also trying to reach the lips of one of the beauties.
«I see you've changed your mind,» the demoness grinned and pulled out a whip.
The black belt was immediately wrapped around the girl's waist. And then came a quick tug and the screaming archer found herself in the demon's arms.
«If you're so eager for caresses, let me keep you company,» the red-skinned woman murmured, grabbing the archer's hair with one hand and her luscious ass with the other. «Come on, kiss me.»
«No, please,» the recovered girl moaned, trying to pull away. «You'll drink the soul out of me with one kiss!»
«I will,» the demoness didn't argue, squeezing the girl's buttocks harder, causing her to scream. «You want to avoid that?»
The archer sobbed in agreement, trying to turn her head away as her tormentor's lips moved closer. The demoness just grinned and bit the girl's ear with her sharp white teeth. She screamed as blood appeared at the site of the bite, which the red-skinned began to lick with quick movements of her scarlet tongue.
After a brief pause, the demoness unwound the whip strap with one hand, wrapped it around the handle with the other, then tucked the weapon behind the lapel of her boot and returned to the interrupted activity.
«Then slowly lower your arms,» the demoness ordered, interrupting again. When the archer obeyed, the next command followed. «Now put one hand inside your shorts and the other under my skirt. Come on!»
Feeling the demoness' teeth nipping at her ear again, the archer obeyed and began to move her fingers, tentatively at first, then more and more boldly, caressing herself and her opponent. The caresses did their job and soon the archer was panting heavily, involuntarily pressing her whole body against the red-skinned woman and rubbing her breasts against her.
«Ahhhh... Come to me, sweetheart,» the demoness whispered and kissed the alert and breathing archer on the lips.
As soon as her lips touched the red-skinned woman's plump lips, painted with black lipstick, all the archer's excitement was gone. She squealed and struggled violently to free herself. At the same time, she continued to caress herself and her opponent with one hand, but the caresses became frantic and furious.