The World Is Mine For The Taking

I filled Elise up five more times in each hole before we finally came to a stop with her collapsing into what could only be described as post-coital bliss. My body felt heavy yet satisfied as well, with my cock still throbbing faintly from the sheer amount of release I had poured into her.

Elise's head rested gently on my arm with her soft hair tickling against my bare skin as I felt the rhythm of her breath grazing me, and it was warm and delicate. That small sensation alone was grounding and it was almost surreal after the madness we just unleashed on each other.

To be completely honest, I hadn't expected myself to turn into such a beast tonight. I usually held myself back a little, but something inside me broke free and I devoured her like a man possessed. Even now, I felt that faint hunger lingering, like I could still go a few more rounds. But Elise… Well, she was utterly wrecked. Her body had taken everything I gave her with every thrust as well as every drop of cum—and now she lay exhausted with her limbs heavy and her voice soft and drained.

Her pussy and her ass had both been stretched wide open, raw and dripping, and my cum was leaking out of both holes in thick, messy streams. The bed beneath us was sticky and warm with our sweat and our sins. It was shameless, filthy, sinful even… but gods, it was intoxicating.

"Fuuu…" Elise exhaled a shaky little breath, her chest rising and falling slowly. "That was… very good…" Her lips curved into a tired, blissful smile as she nestled closer into me, her body clinging as if she never wanted to let go. "I feel like that was the best moment of my life. My womb… and my other hole… they're both filled to the brim with your cum." Her voice carried both exhaustion and satisfaction, like she had been pushed to her very limits and somehow loved it.

"Well, it was just as good for me," I murmured, still catching my breath. "Honestly, it felt like the first time in a while I truly went all out."

"Fufufufu…" she let out a soft, tired giggle. "Did it meet your expectations?"

"More than meet," I answered with a grin. "It exceeded them."

"I'm relieved to hear that," she whispered, her voice tender as she leaned in and pressed a kiss to my cheek. "Honestly, right now, I'm so happy. Not only have you met the other fragments of Lilith, but… you've created an offspring of your own."

"Well," I said, half-teasing and half-serious, "we could always get up and make one ourselves if you really want to."

I said it with a grin, but deep down, I knew it wasn't entirely a joke. After cumming inside her so many times, the thought of her actually getting pregnant wasn't that far-fetched. It could actually happen.

"That'd be wonderful," she admitted, her eyes soft, though there was a shadow of reality in her tone. "But unfortunately, I still have so many things I need to do. Someday though… we'll create our own family, together with the others. Alright?" She kissed me again with her lips brushing gently against my cheek, lingering longer this time as if she wanted to carve the promise into me.

Her words should have calmed me, but instead, the way she looked at me and the way her body still clung to mine… it stirred that hunger again. My cock twitched back to life, and before I could stop myself, I pushed her down once more and slid into her ass.

"Ahh, yannn, ahh...~!"

She moaned weakly but accepted me, and I took her one last time, driving myself into her butt until I spilled again inside her.

When I finally pulled out, I stood from the bed, stretching my sore muscles, while Elise lay sprawled out, her body utterly spent with her literally glistening with sweat and leaking my cum.

Right now, my whole body smelled like sex. That intoxicating musk clung to my skin, mixing the sweat and seed into a scent that screamed of everything we'd done. It was raw, primal, and strangely satisfying.

As I moved toward the door, I noticed Elise stirring again. Even after all that, she was still alive with energy... probably because of her being part succubus, no doubt. No matter how much I came inside her, her appetite for me never seemed to run out. In fact, she seemed to have gained more and more.

"Where are you going?" she asked softly, her voice hoarse but curious.

"I'm going to grab some coffee. Want to come along?" I asked, glancing back at her.

"Alright," she said with a tired smile, forcing herself up and quickly slipping her clothes back on.

We didn't even bother cleaning ourselves up. The sticky mess of sex still clung to us, but neither of us cared. I think we loved the scent because it was the reminder of what we had just done.

Together, we headed out toward the garden, where I planned to have my coffee.

But the moment we stepped outside, someone was already waiting.

Amon.

She was dressed in her usual pristine maid uniform with the fabric crisp as though freshly laundered and her hair neatly arranged. She looked refreshed, and she was almost glowing, as if she had just stepped out of a bath.

The instant her eyes landed on us, she smiled softly, then bowed her head to us with elegance.

"Good morning, Master," she greeted, her tone warm and respectful. Then she turned to Elise, her lips curving into another polite smile. "And good to see you, Mistress Elise."

But Elise didn't return the smile. Instead, her eyes sharpened like she was studying Amon with a piercing gaze.

I noticed how she scanned her from head to toe with her expression firm, before finally speaking in a steady tone.

"Mammon?"