Chapter 20: The Weight of Gratitude (2)

In the heart of the demon realm, where the sultry air was thick, Donarstraza, the demon goddess with a body that could make hell itself blush— or not , found herself in Karnazul's bedchamber. Her skin, a mesmerizing hue of purple-red, was accentuated by the dim, sultry glow of the demonic fire that flickered in the room. Her golden eyes, filled with lust, were locked onto Karnazul, his ash-grey skin, a slime hand, and a regenerated hand that twitched with anticipation.

Donarstraza, naked, her black dragon wings spread wide, straddled Karnazul. His ash-grey skin was a stark contrast to her fiery hue. She lowered herself onto his manhood, her pussy lips parting as she took him in. The sound of her wetness enveloping his dick was like music to their ears. She moaned aggressively, a sound that echoed through the room, mixing with the crackling of the demonic fire.

Karnazul, his hands on her hips, felt her warmth surround him. He let out a groan, his eyes rolling back as she began to move. Her movements were slow at first, a teasing dance that made him want more. She pulled his dick back in when it came off, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she saw the desire in his eyes.

"Fuck," Karnazul moaned, his voice filled with need. He bucked his hips, meeting her thrusts. His slime hand left a trail of cool, slick liquid on her skin, adding a new sensation to their heated encounter.

Donarstraza, feeling the familiar build-up of pleasure, stopped midway. She looked at Karnazul, a devilish glint in her eyes. She moved down, her tongue flicking out to taste the mixture of their arousals on his dick. Karnazul groaned, his hands fisting the sheets as she took him into her mouth.

She sucked his dick, her head bobbing up and down.

GULP! GULP! GULP!

Her hands, with their long, black claws, gently caressed his balls. Karnazul, unable to hold back, dogged her, his cum filling her mouth. She swallowed, a satisfied smile on her face as she looked at him.

Karnazul, panting, looked at her. "You're a fucking tease, my leige," he said, his voice filled with a mix of frustration and admiration. She just laughed, her laughter echoing in the room. She moved back up, her pussy hovering over his dick.

"Who said I'm done?" she asked, her voice filled with lust. She lowered herself onto him again, her pussy swallowing his dick. She rode him, her movements faster this time. The sound of their skin slapping against each other filled the room, mixing with their moans and groans.

TU! TU! TU!

Karnazul, his hands on her hips, thrust up to meet her. He could feel his orgasm building up, a familiar tingle in his balls. He groaned, his body tensing as he came, his cum filling her pussy. Donarstraza, feeling his cum inside her, moaned. She rode him faster, her orgasm hitting her like a wave.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Donarstraza, her wings wrapped around them, snuggled into Karnazul. He wrapped his arms around her, his regenerated hand gently stroking her back. They lay there, their hearts pounding, their bodies spent.

"Next time, I'm in charge," Karnazul said, his voice filled with laughter. Donarstraza just smiled, her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep. The room, filled with the scent of their lovemaking, slowly fell silent.

And so, in the heart of the demon realm, where desire was as thick as the sultry air, Donarstraza and Karnazul found pleasure in each other's arms. Their moment, filled with lust and desire, was a testament to the power of their attraction. And as they slept, their bodies entwined. For in the realm of demons, where pleasure was a currency, Donarstraza and Karnazul were its wealthiest patrons.