Creating A Succubus Army In A Fantasy World!

Meredith felt the warmth of Creed’s desire as he stepped closer to her, his hand gently cupping her cheek.

His eyes searched hers, looking for any signs of hesitation or fear, but all he found was an insatiable hunger that matched his own.

She leaned into his touch, her breathing becoming heavier as she craved the nourishment that only he could provide.

Her crimson lips parted slightly, revealing the hint of sharp fangs beneath them. Without another word, she closed the distance between them, pressing her soft, full lips against his.

"Mmmf—"

The kiss grew more passionate, her tongue slipping into his mouth to explore and dance with his.

She could feel the heat from his body, his own need growing stronger with every passing moment.

Her wings swished back and forth in excitement, brushing against his arms as she stepped closer, her voluptuous form pressing into his.

Meredith’s hand slid around his waist, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss, her free hand moving to the back of his neck to hold him firmly in place.

Creed smiled against her lips. His hand sensually caressed down her fair and slender arms before resting on her waist.

His other hand was wrapped around her neck, exposing her tender neck for him to kiss and suckle.

Meredith’s eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping her lips as Creed’s kisses trailed down her neck.

The sensation was exquisite, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. She felt his hands on her ass, firm yet gentle, squeezing and massaging as if he were trying to claim every inch of her.

Her wings wrapped around them both, pulling him even closer as she arched her back into his touch.

There was nothing she wanted more in this moment than for them to both get naked and his cock to fill her up completely.

She was literally trembling with the need. She wanted his meat so bad!

Her hands went to the straps of her dress in a bid to undo them, but Creed wickedly locked her hands in place, preventing her from doing anything.

Still, that wasn’t enough to stop Meredith’s other naughty hand from sliding down his chest and stroking his erect cock through the fabric of his pants.

Her hand gradually grabbed his cock, turning more frantic as his kisses also turned more intense.

Creed’s eyes darkened with lust as he felt Meredith’s hands on him, his grip tightening on her wrists.

"Patience, my little succubus," he murmured against her skin. "Let me savor every inch of you first."

He dipped his head, capturing one of her nipples with his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak through the fabric of her dress.

He heard the fabric of her dress give way as she grew more impatient, but he didn’t stop, continuing to kiss and nibble along the edge of the fabric.

His other hand slid up her body, tracing the curves of her waist and ribcage, until he reached the zipper of her dress.

Zip!

With a slow, deliberate motion, he pulled it down, exposing her naked flesh to the cool air of the training hall.

Meredith’s eyes, now dark with desire, searched Creed’s as he revealed more of her.

Her skin was like velvet, soft and inviting, her curves more pronounced in the dim light of the hall.

The dress pooled at her ankles, leaving her in nothing but a black lingerie, the stark contrast to her alabaster skin setting her ablaze in the room.

Her breasts, heavy and round, were tipped with dark pink nipples that begged for his mouth. They were erect and twitching with need, craving the firm, masculine touch of their master’s.

She could feel her pussy growing wetter by the second, the fabric of her thong sticking to her swollen folds.

"Oh, please, Master," she murmured, her voice a sultry purr. "I need it so badly."

Creed continued to tease her breasts through the lingerie. His other hand slid down to her wet and soaking pussy.

Her lips were swollen and hot beneath his palms. He could almost feel their sensual ache through his fingers.

She was so wet for him. It made him feel good!

Meredith’s breath hitched as Creed’s hand found her wetness, his fingers expertly circling her clit.

She leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his chest as she moaned into his ear. "Yesss," she hissed, her voice thick with need.

She could feel her legs growing weaker, her body responding to his touch like it was the only thing keeping her upright.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, her hips rocking back and forth as she tried to get more friction.

The hand on her neck tightened slightly, a silent command to submit, and she melted into his embrace. Her voice grew needy, "Fuck me, Master. Please, I’m so hungry for you."

With a growl of anticipation, Creed tugged at the waistband of her soaked thong, pulling it aside to expose the glistening pink of her pussy.

He crouched down, breathing in her scent, and then his tongue flicked out, tasting her. He groaned at the sweetness of her nectar, the flavor of her arousal coating his mouth.

His fingers danced around her entrance, teasing and dipping inside before retreating again, all while his other hand tightened on her neck, controlling her movements.

He couldn’t resist the allure of her naked body as he carried Meredith to the bed, his cock straining against his own clothes.

He laid her down on the soft mattress, her legs spreading open for him, revealing her swollen sex, glistening with desire.

Her pussy was absolutely clean shaven and soaked. Her pink, erect clitoris was so erotic to look at that he could barely hold himself back anymore.

With speedy movements, his own clothing fell away, discarded hastily as he positioned himself between her thighs, his manhood standing tall and ready to claim her.

Meredith’s heart raced as she felt the blunt tip of Creed’s massive cock pressing against her entrance.

Her eyes never left his, the hunger in her gaze mirroring the ache between her legs. "Take me, Master," she pleaded, her voice a hoarse whisper.

Her thighs trembled around him, her body begging to be filled. As he began to push into her, she arched her back, her nails digging into the sheets beneath her.

The feeling was exquisite, a mix of pain and pleasure that she hadn’t felt in ages.

Her inner walls stretched to accommodate his size, the sensation making her toes curl. Her hips rolled upward, eager to take him deeper, to feed the ravenous beast within her.

Meanwhile, Creed’s eyes never left Meredith’s as he entered her, inch by inch.

It was so tight!

The tightness of her pussy was like a vise grip, squeezing him in a way that was both thrilling and terrifying.

He could feel her body adjusting to him, her succubus instincts urging her to take all of him. He watched the ecstasy play out on her face, her pupils dilating and her mouth forming a perfect ’O’.

As he reached the hilt, he paused, feeling her quiver beneath him. His cock was literally crammed into her soft, slippery walls.

It felt amazing.

"You’re so tight, Meredith," he murmured, his voice strained with restraint. "So fucking tight."

He leaned down, capturing her mouth again, their tongues dueling as he began to move.

Each thrust was slow and deliberate, building a rhythm that made her moan deeply. His hand slid down to her clit, his thumb circling it gently as he pushed deeper inside her.

Meredith’s body was a symphony of sensations as Creed moved inside her, each thrust hitting just the right spot to make her purr with pleasure.

Her eyes never left his, the connection between them growing stronger with every passing moment.

"Master, I’ve never felt like this," she gasped out, her voice shaky. She felt a tear of joy roll down her cheek as she reached up to kiss him, her hands roaming over his muscular back.

The warmth of her words and the sight of her tear sent a jolt of tenderness through Creed, and he kissed her deeply, his hips moving in a steady, loving rhythm.

He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, promising her an eternity of such ecstasy.

He felt her tightness give way to acceptance, her body moving in perfect harmony with his, creating a symphony of passion.

"You’re so beautiful, Meredith," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I’m going to make you feel so good."

Meredith felt a new wave of excitement as Creed pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices.

She turned over onto her hands and knees, her voluptuous ass pointing up at him like a beacon of lust.

The plump, round cheeks jiggled slightly as she moved, and he couldn’t help but stare.

She looked over her shoulder at him, a seductive smile playing on her lips, and whispered, "Take me from behind, Master. Make me yours completely."