Waves of pleasure moved up and down Rita's body.

Feeling the urge to cum, Amon had pulled her head closer with both of his hands until the entirety of his cock was inside her throat.

Rita's throat had aided him, loosening more and more the further he reached inside.

"Hmm…!" Her eyes opened wide as the load shot proved too much.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, Rita wasn't able to pull back or to tap him to make him notice.

Unaware of her struggle, Amon arched his back slightly, reaching deeper, as he blew the entirety of his load.

The instant that her taste buds felt the taste of his juices, however, Rita didn't care about breathing or about the load being too much.

She swallowed as much as she could.

Amon remained deep inside of her as his cock shot some more cum inside, before slowly pulling back and out of her throat.

He lowered his gaze only to find her with her cheeks puffed, her mouth still filled with cum.

Rita hurriedly swallowed, unwilling to waste even a drop of his cum.

As Amon had pulled back, some of the cum had travelled up to her nose.

Rita's tongue didn't waste even the cum dripping down from her nostrils.

He stared at her slightly parted lips, her flushed cheeks, and her chest rising with each uneven breath.

A fine sheen of saliva still clung to her lips, catching the pale moonlight. She quickly licked that as well.

Rita looked wrecked, but not defeated.

Her eyes made it obvious that she craved more.

Amon's hands lingered in her hair, and his cock still glistened with her saliva.

Rita swallowed again, her throat working visibly. The taste of him lingered, but she wanted more than a lingering taste.

Rita had swallowed everything without hesitation, but the act itself had left her shaking. She licked her lips slowly, caught between awe and frustration.

Despite having swallowed such a big load, all that Rita could do was feel his tremendous life force and power. She hadn't been able to drain one bit of it.

All of a sudden, Rita found herself growing competitive while thinking about Levia.

She wouldn't let Levia drain him first.

Rita finally managed to tear her gaze away from his twitching, glistening cock.

Their gazes met. He was looking down without saying anything.

His hand moved down her head.

He wiped the corner of her mouth with his thumb, then brought it up to her lips. She froze, then, without hesitation, opened her mouth and sucked his thumb in.

Amon chuckled softly. "Good girl." He straightened back up, his hands abandoning her heated body.

Rita swallowed again, before tilting her head slightly while biting on her lip.

"Are you…" She whispered with a hoarse voice. "Satisfied?".

The words made the cock that had just started calming down twitch.

From one moment to the next, Rita found him crouching right in front of her, his face inches away from hers.

Her heart skipped. She hadn't noticed him move at all. Her eyes had been able to detect even the slightest movement.

Finding him suddenly so close made her blush and gulp.

Then, his hand started moving.

Violent shivers moved up and down Rita's spine.

The same hand that had pierced Rika's chest was now moving towards her own.

Her mind was telling her to run away. Her body was telling her otherwise.

The contradiction between body and mind caused her thighs to press together harder as she shut her eyes, the damp spot on her panties growing bigger.

His hand touched her chest. Rita violently bit down on her lip while keeping her eyes shut. She managed to keep herself from letting a moan out. She felt she would almost cum just from having his hand on her chest.

"Huh…?" A surprised mutter left her mouth as her eyes opened.

She had suddenly been pushed away.

Suddenly pushed back, Rita stared with wide eyes.

He was crouching in front of her, and she was lying on her back.

Seeing how intensely his cock was throbbing, Rita was convinced that this was her opportunity.

Before Amon could act or say a word, the Succubus used her magic in a completely different way than before.

Amon's hand reached for her leg and, as it came into contact with her skin,

Fwush-

The threads that made up her dress quickly came undone.

Amon whistled, Rita's slim and sexy body suddenly revealed.

Only her underwear remained.

The Succubus thought it was better this way. She wanted to see him, and to feel him tear her panties away.

Rita's breath trembled in the quiet.

The tatters of her dress floated in the air, leaving her pale skin to shimmer faintly under the moonlight.

Her violet hair clung to her shoulders and chest, her pulse visibly fluttering against her throat.

Amon didn't move at first.

He simply watched her, his shadow cast across her body.

He could feel his own heartbeat deep in his chest, and the gnawing pull that urged him to take what was being offered.

Seeing him immobile, Rita smiled softly.

"Like what you see?" She whispered, her voice carrying arrogance unfit for someone who had been gagging and panting for air just moments earlier.

Amon leaned closer, and the air seemed to grow hotter around them.

His hand simply lay on her leg, yet Rita's legs parted as if that hand was forcefully pushing down..

She shuddered, her cuffs pressing lightly against her back as she tilted her head, silently asking for more, asking for his throbbing cock to close the distance, for his hand to tear her wet panties away.

"You're shaking," Amon murmured, causing her to quiver

"Because you're staring," she whispered with a shaky laugh. "And because you haven't touched me yet."

"Is that so?" He asked, causing Rika to smile.

"Well…" She timidly looked away. "Not yet… The way I'm waiting for you to touch me…" Her gaze slowly went to his throbbing cock. Rita licked her lip, and spread her legs further apart. "Should I get rid of them?" She whispered. "They're in the way, aren't they?"

Amon stared silently for a bit.

It was an appealing offer, and his cock wanted nothing more than for him to take that offer, and fuck her like there's no tomorrow.

"...?" Rita's facial expression turned confused as Amon raised his gaze towards the night sky.

He took a deep breath, and started pulling back.

"Let's head back." Amon said.

Rita tilted her head. "Why?"

Amon's eyes met hers. His eyes were sharp and focused. Yet Rita could sense that beneath that focus was something restrained.

"Well," He smirked, his voice low. "A lady such as yourself deserves better than grass and hard ground."

Rita blinked, confusion overtaking her desire. "Huh?"

"I'd rather not have your back all grazed from fucking you on the ground like an animal," He explained. "Though it certainly doesn't sound bad."

Rita pressed her lips together.

'So this is as far as we go, huh?' She could tell that he wanted her and that he was fighting against his lust. She could also tell that he wasn't about to lose that fight, not after having already ejaculated once. 'My mistake, should have stopped before… Had I done that, he would be inside me now.'

Rita let out a sigh. "Talking about me killing a friend, stopping without taking what you want…" She whispered. "Demons don't care about that sort of thing, you know?"

"Right," He nodded, pulling his pants up. "But I'm not a demon, so…"

Despite the distance separating them, Rita could feel the warmth of his body, the strength of the blood running through his veins.

She sat up. "That's not calming down anytime soon, you know?" Rita mused, glancing at his crotch.

Indeed, pants or no pants, there was no hiding that erection.

"I can help you with that." Rita added, her tongue pushing against the inside of her cheek.

Amon's gaze sharply went back to her, and she felt a tremor travel across her body.

"Maybe later," He said, stretching his arms.

Rita pressed her lips together. "Sure?"

Amon didn't answer.

"You're cruel." The Succubus sighed, and the threads that had been undone came back together into a sleek black dress. "You won't fuck a lady on the ground, but you'll leave me all hot and bothered?"

"Huh." Amon turned back towards her. "I guess your panties were pretty hot, and moist."

Rita blushed and looked away.

It was normal for a Succubus to prey on males, but it wasn't so normal for a Succubus to get physically turned on.

Rita might have preyed on plenty, but she very rarely got wet or actually turned on.

What usually turned her on wasn't the physical part, but the kill.

Right now, there had been no kill. Yet, she had been more turned on than ever.

'Well, no kill except Rika, I guess.' Rita directed her gaze towards the area where Rika had died. 'Rest in peace,' she thought with a nod, now able to think a bit more clearly. 'I'd have fucked him as a tribute to you, but…'

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