The Damned Demon

“*Slurrk!~Mmhmm~Sluurb~* Oh my devils~ Why does this taste so good? Slurrp!~” Sabina let out sensual moans while she was kneeling before Asher and sucking on his thick, hot meat.

She had no idea what she was even doing, but all she knew was that Asher forced his dragon into her mouth, saying that he needed to test his lotion inside her mouth.

She knew he was spouting nonsense, but the fascinating idea of his thing going inside her mouth was new and exciting to her.

So how could she resist not going along with it after coming so far?

Asher kept fucking her mouth as his hands gripped her silver hair and kept thrusting his hips, enjoying the feeling of her hot mouth sliding over his cock.

But he purposefully was going very rough on her since it felt so satisfying doing so after knowing that she was not only Edmund’s sister but his fiance too.

He hadn’t forgotten what Edmund did to him, and this was only the prelude to what he had in store for Edmund.

He also knew Sabina approached him with ulterior motives and had planned to make him succumb to her through pleasure.

And so turning the tables on her was just his way of paying her back for trying to seduce him.

Sabina had tears in her eyes as his meaty dragon continued to ravage her delicate mouth, which had gotten red and swollen by now.

However, despite it looking a bit uncomfortable, the corners of her lips were upturned and her ghostly red eyes hazy, as if she was enjoying this a bit too much.

*Slurrrrp!~Mmhhhn!~~Sluuurp!*

Her mouth and tongue wrapped his gray-skinned dragon in her hot saliva while her face kept getting smashed against his big, soft ballsack.

She never knew sucking on such a big cock could make her feel like her heart was on fire.

His tempo was unrelenting and brutal, making her feel like he might make her soul drift out of her body if he kept this up.

She couldn’t even breathe, and all her senses were filled with the sensation of his hot cock filling her mouth.

The intoxicating, sweet, and salty smell and taste of his cock was making her crave more. It was just as addicting as the smell of his blood but in a different way.

Asher rubbed his cock against the soft, inner walls of her mouth while saliva and cum dripped down her chin. He realized he had underestimated her pain tolerance. In fact, it seemed like she was getting pleasure from all this pain. Was this noble lady really a masochist?

Instead of feeling disappointed, he found it quite amusing.

He could feel he was reaching his limit as he grabbed her face and said, “You dare to swallow it all?”

Sabina’s cheeks were sunken as she looked up at him with teary but determined eyes and nodded with an intoxicated look.

Since his cock tasted so good, she had to taste his cum too, especially since he posed it as a challenge.

Asher scoffed as he clutched her nape and pounded her mouth so hard, his long, thick cock went all the way down and made her throat bulge.

“MMMHHHH!!~~” Sabina’s eyes widened to their extremities as she didn’t expect him to fill up her throat in such a rough way.

She felt like she was suddenly drowning as she forced herself to gulp and swallow all his cum.

She felt like gagging but resisted the urge as his hot cum flowed into her throat, and it burned like she was swallowing molten lava. She couldn’t believe a man could cum so much that even her cheeks were puffed up with his cum.

However, she couldn’t help but admit that the taste was sublime and melted her taste buds.

“Nnngh!” Asher closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he held onto her nape and plowed her throat.

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Just like before, the gushing, burning sensation of cum flowing into her throat was something she didn’t think she could handle, but despite that, she clamped her lips around his cock and kept gulping as much of it as she could as his cum flooded her throat, preventing her from breathing.

Asher was breathing unsteadily as he kept releasing his semen into her throat.

She was astonished at how much he kept cumming but swallowed every drop of it with determination and passion. She can’t let him act smug again.

*Knock!*

As Sabina and Asher found themselves entangled in carnal pleasure near the door, they were abruptly interrupted by a knock that sent a jolt through Sabina’s body.

Her eyes widened in panic as she recognized the familiar voice of her brother, Edmund.

“Open the door, sister,” he called out. “I have something important to discuss with you.”

Sabina’s heart hammered in her chest, her face flushed with embarrassment and tension.

She surely can’t let Edmund know what happened in there, lest he goes and tells her parents. Her mother had clearly told her not to cross any lines, and she had crossed quite a few of them already!

She never imagined being caught in such a compromising position, especially not by her own brother – and fiance.

Asher, however, wore a sly, satisfied grin. He couldn’t help but find amusement in the irony of the situation.

The very man who had once tortured him when he was helpless was now on the other side of the door, utterly oblivious to the fact that his sister’s mouth was filled with his cock for quite some time.

Asher couldn’t help but wonder how Edmund’s face would contort if he were to discover the scene unfolding within the chamber.

Sabina hurriedly tried to disengage from Asher and regain her composure, her breath hitching as she whispered, “Just a moment…Edmund. I am in the middle of an experiment.”

Sabina reluctantly pulled away from Asher, the remnants of their tryst still evident on her flushed skin.

She hastily was about to dress herself, trying to regain some semblance of propriety.

However, Asher had other plans. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he pressed her lithe form against the door, effectively barring her from opening it.

He leaned in close, his breath warm on her ear as he whispered, “How about you keep talking to your dear brother from here while I continue to test my lotion?” Sabina’s eyes widened at the audacity of his suggestion, disbelief coloring her features.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

To engage in such a risky activity with her brother just on the other side of the door was madness.

Asher, sensing her hesitation, played his trump card, “If you take on this challenge, I’ll reward you with five drops of my blood,” he whispered, knowing full well the tantalizing allure of his offer.

Sabina, who had long craved the taste of his rare, immortal class blood, felt a rush of temptation sweep over her.

The prospect of acquiring such a prize tempted her beyond reason.

Asher saw her internal struggle and sighed, feigning disinterest, “Forget it,” he said dismissively, “if you’re not capable of taking on the challenge.”

The challenge to her pride was the final straw. Sabina’s eyes flashed with determination, and a wild, defiant smile spread across her face.

“Never doubt my ability to conquer a challenge,” she declared, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Outside, Edmund’s brow furrowed, his patience wearing thin as he began to suspect something was amiss. What could possibly be so important that his sister would keep him waiting at the door?

Sabina straightened her posture, pressing her back firmly against the door to muffle any sound Asher might make as he continued toying with her. Her heart pounded in her chest, the thrill of the risky game sending shivers down her spine.

Clearing her throat, she raised her voice just enough to be heard on the other side of the door, “Edmund…I’m in the middle of something important. Can we discuss it…later?”

Edmund, confused and slightly frustrated, replied, “Sister, this concerns the royal consort. I think it’s best we speak about it now.”

Sabina bit her lip to suppress a gasp as Asher pinned her arms above her head and began to lick her underarms.

The electrifying sensation of his tongue on her weak spot was sending shivers down her nerves, making it hard to stay composed. All those years of training her willpower were apparently not doing so well for her now.

She took a moment to gather her thoughts, refusing to let her brother’s suspicions be aroused, “T-Tell me, then,” she replied, struggling to keep her voice steady, “What’s the matter?”

Edmund hesitated, clearly unsure of why Sabina was being so evasive. He finally began to relay his concerns, “I’ve just learned that he is here, and I feel I should greet him at least. Isn’t he inside there with you?”

Sabina’s heart raced as Asher tickled her underarms while sucking on her wet, glistening reddened breasts without mercy.

Nevertheless, she persisted, masking her breathlessness with a nonchalant tone, “Edmund, I invited him to help me with some experiments a-and he is in a…focused state now. You will have to wait.”

Asher smirked as he listened to Sabina’s words, impressed by her ability to deceive her brother under such distracting circumstances. He leaned in to whisper a teasing remark in her ear, only she could hear, further testing her composure.

“A bit too focused, wouldn’t you say?”

“You little…” Sabina gave an aggrieved smile but being engulfed in this wet heat and tension, she had never felt so feverish before, and it was turning her on even more.

He was making her blood hotter and excited than it ever did.

Upon hearing Sabina’s words, Edmund furrowed his brow, attempting to decipher the true meaning behind her cryptic response. There was an uncharacteristic hesitation in her voice and a slight tremble that made him feel both intrigued and uneasy.

He had never heard his sister’s voice tremble, even slightly, in his entire life. A woman like her would never!

He leaned in closer to the door, placing his palm on the cool, polished wood, as if trying to feel the pulse of the room beyond. His imagination painted a myriad of scenarios, from dark experiments to unthinkable things, yet he found it difficult to pinpoint the precise nature of Sabina’s activities.

He knew he couldn’t really spy on her unless she allowed it.

“Experiments, you say?” Edmund questioned, unable to shake off the nagging suspicion that something wasn’t quite right. His voice betrayed a tinge of disbelief, revealing his inner turmoil.

He knew what kind of experiments she loved to indulge in, and if she included Asher in it, he didn’t even want to think about it.

Sabina, hearing her brother’s doubt, tightened her grip on the door handle, hoping her heart wouldn’t betray her with its rapid beat.

“Yes,” she replied, her voice wavering ever so slightly. “I told you. J-Just stop wasting your time and come back…when I tell you to..Ahn!~”

“Sister?? What was that sound?” Edmund suddenly asked with trembling eyes. He knew he didn’t imagine a moan-like sound coming from the other side.

Sabina glared at Asher as he took her by surprise by suddenly pinching her erect nipples and biting her left sensitive underarm. The stimulation was too much and too sudden that she was not able to stop it in time.

“What? It can’t be a challenge without some difficulty, right?” Asher whispered with a shrug, making Sabina softly harrumph as she licked her lips and said with bloodlust in her eyes, “Of course…but don’t forget I will be coming for your blood.”

However, she couldn’t help but feel she ended up getting bullied by him, and that too after failing in her own plan. Still, strangely enough, she felt she wasn’t feeling pissed for losing face at all.

Edmund’s heart was still pounding violently in his chest. His eyes widened, and an unsettling mixture of disbelief and dread washed over him like a tidal wave.

He struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding behind the door, feeling the threads of his sanity slowly unraveling as his mind reeled.

“S-Sabina, was that…?” Edmund’s voice caught in his throat, the syllables barely audible as they trembled past his lips. He could not bring himself to complete the question, his world seeming to shift beneath his feet.

He had thought he knew his sister, but now, at this moment, he felt a gulf open between them, dark and immeasurable.

*Creak!*

In the blink of an eye, the door swung open, revealing Asher standing on the threshold with his robes on. His skin shimmered with a glistening sheen, as if he had just emerged from a steamy, sweltering chamber. Plumes of heated vapor danced around him, caressing his form and curling into the air, dissipating into nothingness.

Asher’s smile was the picture of self-satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with wicked delight as they locked onto Edmund’s disconcerted gaze. He took a leisurely step forward, allowing the door to close partially behind him, hiding Sabina from view.

“Young Lord Edmund,” Asher drawled, his voice dripping with saccharine sweetness, “There’s no need for concern. Your sister and I experienced a slight mishap – a few drops of a potent lotion accidentally found their way onto her skin. But, as you can see,” he gestured to himself, the epitome of composure, “we’ve dealt with the matter, and your sister is perfectly fine.”

Edmund stared at Asher, the tension in the hall thick and palpable.

He wanted desperately to believe Asher’s words, to cling to them like a lifeline, but doubt still clawed at the edges of his mind. He couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that the truth lay just out of reach, taunting him from behind the closed door.

His jaw clenched, Edmund’s eyes flicked to the door and then back to Asher. He forced himself to speak, his words strained but firm, “I believe you, Consort Asher,” he said, each syllable tasting like bile on his tongue, “But I’d like to see my sister. I need to know she’s alright.”

Asher’s smile widened, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight as he took a step back, allowing Edmund to confront whatever lay beyond the door, “Of course. As you wish.”