The Succubus’ Hunger

Chapter 11 – The Succubus' Hunger

The Aftermath of a Long Night

I stared blankly at the succubus. My body felt drained, my limbs weak, and my face was pale and dry, as if all the life had been sucked out of me.

Meanwhile, she was glowing.

Her skin radiated health, her eyes sparkled with joy, and her lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"Master," she cooed, stretching seductively, "last night was so much fun~! I want to do it every day!"

A violent shiver ran down my exhausted body.

Every day?!

"No… no, please," I muttered, shaking my head. "This is not what I was thinking when I bought you!"

She pouted, her red eyes glistening.

"But master… if you don't do it, I'll be sad…"

"Fuck your sadness!"

My body ached, and my mind replayed the horrors of last night—

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Last Night's Madness

I had entered my room with only a towel wrapped around my waist, exhausted but ready for the night ahead.

Then I saw her—

The succubus sprawled out on my massive bed, her smooth, violet hair fanned out around her.

She looked at me, her crimson eyes glowing with lust.

"Master, you're late~," she purred. "I've been waiting for you~."

Her voice was like silk soaked in honey, dripping with seduction.

I barely had time to react before a tentacle sprouted from her back—

"Wha—?!"

The tentacle wrapped around my body and yanked me forward, tossing me onto the bed.

"Master~," she whispered, her face twisted with hunger.

She wasn't just seductive anymore.

She was feral.

A succubus in full heat.

She straddled me, pinning my arms down with another tentacle.

Then, with a wicked smile, she used one more tentacle to wrap around my cock—

Before I could protest, she engulfed me in her mouth.

My back arched instantly.

Her tongue coiled around me, and the warm, wet heat of her mouth sent waves of unbearable pleasure through my body.

I gritted my teeth. "Shit—!"

She moaned around my cock, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine.

Then she lifted her head, her lips coated with saliva.

"Mmm~," she sighed. "Master, you taste delicious."

I barely had time to recover before she leaned forward, kissing me deeply.

Her lips were soft, but her tongue was greedy, exploring my mouth as if she wanted to devour me entirely.

Then she trailed kisses down my chest, lower, lower—

And suddenly, my cock was back in her mouth.

I groaned, my fingers clenching the bedsheets.

She sucked harder.

And harder.

Until—

"Fuck—!"

I came.

She swallowed everything without hesitation, licking her lips.

Her eyes burned with satisfaction, but her body was still trembling with need.

"Master," she purred, "this is just the beginning~."

I barely had a second to catch my breath before—

She pushed me down, grabbed my cock with her tentacle, and guided it straight into her dripping wet pussy.

It slid in completely with one hard thrust.

Her back arched, and she let out a loud, ecstatic moan.

"A-ahhh~! Master, you're inside me~!"

Her walls clenched around me, just like the prostitute Lina's had, but this was different.

Her pussy was unbearably tight, milking me mercilessly with every movement.

Then she started moving.

Bouncing.

Grinding.

Her moans grew louder with every thrust.

"Ahh~! More, more, more~!"

The wet, obscene sounds of our bodies colliding echoed through the room.

Her pussy sucked me in with every thrust, squeezing me like she never wanted to let go.

"Fuck—!"

Another load shot deep inside her.

But she didn't stop.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Each time, she came harder, squeezing tighter, her body completely drunk on pleasure.

She only calmed down after the sixth shot.

I lay there, completely drained.

Two hours later, when I had barely recovered—

She started again.

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Morning Regrets

I groaned, running a tired hand through my hair.

What a disaster of a life.

To make things worse, I had signed a contract that bound me to satisfying her at least once a week.

I sighed.

As if my life wasn't already chaotic enough.

Then—

I noticed the ogre girl.

She had been watching us the entire night.

Her bronze skin glistened with sweat, her massive fingers buried between her thick thighs.

She had been fingering herself while watching us.

I was too exhausted to react.

Well… whatever.

Morning came quickly.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the windows, Safina entered my room with the elf slave following behind her.

She froze the moment she saw me.

Her eyes scanned my tired expression, and then shifted to the succubus lying beside me, looking completely satisfied.

"Master…"

Safina covered her mouth, stifling a giggle.

"You look tired," she noted.

I sighed. "Shut up, Safina."

She glanced at the succubus, her lips twitching.

"I see," she murmured.

Then, bowing slightly, she said, "I understand, Master."

I rolled my eyes.

"Just clean this room and prepare a bath."

As she moved to obey, the succubus stretched lazily.

"Oh~! Can I join you in the bath, Master?"

"Absolutely not."

She pouted.

"Ugh, you're no fun~."

Ignoring her, I left the room and headed for the bath.

As the warm water washed over my body, I finally felt a shred of relief.

For a moment, I could relax.

But—

As I entered the dining hall for breakfast, something felt off.

Everyone's faces were red.

They looked… embarrassed?

I frowned, taking my seat.

My father sat at the head of the table, his expression tense.

I started eating, trying to ignore the weird atmosphere—

Until Father cleared his throat.

"Edric."

I looked up.

"Yes, Father?"

"You will be moving to the right-wing building of the mansion."

I blinked. "What? Why?"

His face turned red.

"Because your nights disturb us."

I froze.

Then—

Memories of last night's obscene, ear-shattering moans rushed back to me.

The succubus hadn't held back at all.

Oh. Shit.

I kept my face calm, finishing my meal with graceful nobility.

"Thank you for the food," I said, standing elegantly.

Then I walked out.

The moment I was outside—

I died internally.

What the fuck.