Succubus Inquisition Ch. 03

He was at her mercy. He could only hope his soul wouldn't be gone when she was done with him.

She asked in a sexy pout, "You like my hand stroking your cock, don't you?"

"Yes."

The monk's legs were shaking slightly. Amber went down onto her knees, pulling on him to hint she wanted him to do the same. He was putty in her hands now, following her lead like a dog on a leash. There was a thick layer of moss growing on the cavern floor. It was much more comfortable than he imagined. His bound succubus was giving him playful, yet caring looks. A change from her scheming, mischievous looks from before. There was still a glint of mischief in there but it wasn't the same. He found himself admiring her freckle filled cute face. She was a beautiful woman.

Her hand kept going with slow strokes as she leaned in to kiss his cheek, tracing her lips back along his jaw line. The monk's eyes scrunched shut and his breathing was heavy.

"I think you want more than just my hand." She whispered into his ear as she nibbled on his ear lobe. His sharp into of air was all she needed to hear. Amber's free hand lightly pushed on his chest. She had trouble keeping her squeal from coming out of her mouth as he laid back into the moss covered ground. The new born succubus was tempted to repeat last night's action and slide her wetness along his member. As she went down with him--- ending on top of him--- she gave him a deep passionate kiss, her pussy made contact for only a second.

With a playful giggle she released his lips and spun around, straddling his head as she stared once again at his gorgeous swollen dick, before she hungrily devoured it.

The monk was left gasping for breath as the bound woman took him into her mouth for the first time. In fact this was the first time lips were around his member in a long time. It felt more amazing than he remembered. After he gained his 'powers' the normal life he'd had changed forever. It definitely helped him get into the mood with her pink, glistening pussy lips hovering over his face. She smelled great, like succubus pheromones with a hint of spice! To be truthful he couldn't quite tell what her smell reminded him of. One thing was certain, he really wanted a taste as his mouth watered.

A drop of her juices formed just above her patch of red hair. Slowly it extended until gravity took hold. It dripped down onto his lips, instinctively licking. Instantly his mind exploded, taste buds overwhelmed. One taste only fueled his desire for more. Before any thought could be processed, his mouth attached to those puffy nether lips and sucked hard.

Amber squealed around his dick at the unexpected contact. She had hoped but didn't believe he would actively join in on his seduction. Was she still trying to seduce him? The answer didn't really matter at this point to her as she attacked his member with new found desire.

This was the first time anyone ate her out and she was having trouble focusing on the task at hand. A hand closed around his base as she moaned, groaned and sighed her appreciation. The monk was acting like a starving man receiving his first meal in months. Her body shook violently as she gushed a powerful orgasm into his hungry mouth.

This was a moment she was glad he didn't cum at the same time. Her mind completely lost all function until her climax passed. For a few moments she lingered on his tip, eyes half-lidded. The strength of her orgasm was leaving her mind nothing but mush. The bound succubus would have remained in that state for longer but his continued actions jarred her into a giggling fit, her nether region sensitive beyond belief. The forced recovery set her mind back to purpose. She'd give him an equally amazing climax!

Amber bobbed her head up and down, forcing herself to choke as she attempted to get his entire length. Her throat clenched around his swelling head. The evidence was clear, it was approaching fast. The knowledge only spurred her on, bobbing faster. Finally she reached her goal as her nose pressed into his pelvic bone. Her lungs began to burn as she held him deep in her throat, enjoying the feel of him pulsating.

The monk never stopped licking and sucking her delicious nectar, bringing her close to another explosive orgasm. However he'd have to wait a moment longer, as his whole body tensed up. She moved by instinct and rose up, sucking hard on his glans, with one hand cupping his scrotum, the other aggressively stroking his shaft, tipping him over the edge. The monk's hips arched up, lifting Amber as she swallowed each pulsating stream. To her dismay he was cumming buckets and she could hardly keep up. Slowly her mouth filled and despite her attempt to not spill any a little dribbled out of the corner of her mouth.

Even though the monk's entire body locked up, he weakly kept sucking. An image popped into her head that he wasn't consciously sucking at her clit, he was breathing in his new replacement for oxygen; she almost choked as the thought. Once her mouth was empty she released him with a pop and licked the remaining off her lips. A finger scooped up the line that slipped down her chin, and she sucked that finger clean. In effort to not have herself forgotten in the monk's eyes she ground herself on his face. Humping and cutting off his air. The bound succubus almost giggled at the prospect of returning the favor, causing his lungs to burn with lack of air.

It was for that reason that she continued to hump his face, even after he had returned his full attention to her snatch, causing her eyes to roll back. Pure bliss assaulted her once again. Only this time she was delighted to focus solely on her own pleasure. The peak of her pleasure sped towards completion but something was off. There was a knot within her chest that grew more painful as her climax built within her lower body. It was like two conflicting parts of her, half bliss and half torture.

It came so suddenly she didn't have any strength left to warn the monk to stop him. Athan just continued believing he was bringing her to another earth shattering climax. In a way he was. She cried out as her thighs pressed in hard on his head, denying all air from his lungs. Taking it as a sign, he doubled his efforts, sealing lips on her clit, sucking hard and flicking with his tongue.

Her climax hit her like nothing she had ever felt before. As her mouth opened to scream at the top of her lungs nothing came out, not a sound! White light flashed behind her eyes and her entire body shuddered. It felt like she was having a seizure, one of pure bliss. It was at that moment when that painful knot in her chest cracked. She had expected another kind of explosion, one ending with her death.

Instead a numbness spread out, like drinking a freezing beverage and feeling it spread throughout her veins. There was something inside the numbness. The two sensations mixed together and the bound succubus felt her mind collapse under the pressure. Now imagine her surprise when she had expected darkness and endless slumber, yet to feel Athanatos spin around under her.

******

Amber and Athan were laying on the ground completely spent and wrapped in each other's arms. That had been amazing and he was surprised by the affection he felt for her. She had teased him for so long he had been concerned for his sanity if he gave in. After everything, however, he still had his soul and she was cuddled up, head resting on his shoulder. Her body had filled out where it counted, tightened in other spots and her skin was still pale but had a red tint to it. The most shocking change was the two small horns on top of her head.

He felt like he should have been concerned about his feelings, since she wasn't human. The demonic book warned that the demon would do anything to break free and he had worried the sex would have been her escape and his doom. Like any red blooded male, his body couldn't resist a beautiful woman and would have walked to that doom willingly. Yet regardless, the experience was wonderful and at the end here he was still breathing, in full control of himself, and he felt great.

The red haired demon didn't understand what was happening but she felt her body taking on changes as she clung to the monk. It was the same feeling she had gotten when she consumed Kyros' soul but she hadn't killed Athan. Nothing was done differently from when she dominated the two knights many nights ago, when nothing had happened. She felt a deeper connection to the monk than before as he held her close, protecting her while the changes took place.

She had done as asked and got him to where his mentor should be. She hadn't been exactly nice the whole time, instead she had been quite naughty and seduced him. He could have banished her or something worse. The redhead decided she no longer cared about the bond, in fact she feared having it removed. What if the hunger came back with a vengeance once it was lifted? She didn't like being controlled and she felt more controlled by the hunger than Athan.

"Master," She said, her voice all dreamy like she hadn't recovered yet. "We should get back to the search." He took a deep breath and pulled her closer, hugging her tight. Speechless and shocked, he had no idea what to say, surprised that she said that. He knew she was right, though, and reluctantly released her and groaned as he rose to his feet. The search for his clothing wasn't too difficult since he didn't have much.

Once he was dressed he turned towards the succubus. The surprises were never ending with her. There she stood in a long elegant toga gown. The pleased look on her face spoke wonders. It was as if she no longer felt the need to show off. The cute red head still looked amazing however, almost more beautiful than before, like she was glowing.

He almost took a step towards her when the entire cave started to shake.

As their legs shook out from under them their hands had to cover their ears when the shattering roar caught up with them. It came from deeper in the cave, the place where his mentor should be. In a panic Athan steadied his legs and took off in the direction of the roar, fearing for his mentor's life.

Amber was just about to follow when Blake and Emelia walked into sight, both of them adjusting their armor, with frightened looks on their faces.

"Stay there, you two, this isn't a fight you can help with." She chased after Athan. The red head had an idea what was deep in the cave, and if she was right, then this was a fight even she couldn't help with.

The cave tunnel twisted and turned. It would have been a land mark to marvel at any other time. Now however she just ran, searching for the monk. If she didn't have her demon eyes she'd never had been able to see where she was going. Athan had run off into the pitch black tunnel with no light yet he was nowhere in sight. He couldn't have gotten far, running blind.

She caught up with him, since he was just standing still, staring off ahead into another large open area. She noticed a green glow coming from Athan's eyes but before she can get a closer look it faded away. There's more than meets the eye to this monk, she thought with a giggle at the irony of it. He was full of surprises, and every moment she respected him more and more.

There was a little flickering light but otherwise everything was dark. She stood next to him and her eyes bugged out of her skull. In front of them was a giant lizard with wings and a long tail, attempting to claw and bite its way into a small hole where Yshomatsu was no doubt hiding. Small fires burned all over, explaining the flickering light.

The creature was huge and pissed off. Its scales looked old and worn down, the healthy brown had receded back as gray and decay took over. Every demon knew about these beasts, as if a warning was encoded in her DNA. She knew what it was, before Athan spoke.

"Dragon," Athan whispered harshly, as if to himself. It reminded him of the one from his dream. Time had not been kind to the beast, if it was in fact the same one. The gray on its scales could mean age or the Ash grey succubus it ate could have tainted the dragon. Then again it could just be another dragon altogether. Only one way to find out.

Athan looked over at Amber with worried eyes, remembering how little of a chance the full blown succubus had had against this type of monster. He didn't want her to get involved. Funny how life worked out, one minute he couldn't wait to be rid of her and now he didn't want to see her get hurt. The monk wasn't sure what she really meant to him now, but one thing was certain. She wasn't just some demon, bound as his slave to do his bidding and be used up, only to be tossed aside.

"No matter what happens, stay out of it, get the others to safety."

Her only response was a shocked expression, at his first real command, for her own well-being. All along she had seduced him and took advantage of him and yet he still ordered her to stay alive and out of harm's way. She was speechless.

The monk charged forth as he leaped into the air, into a flip, landing on the dragon's back. The beast turned its head and stared at the annoying insect that just plopped onto its back. It was unsure what to make of the monk.

"Recognize me?" Athan asked once he saw the blank stare. The dragon looked confused for a moment that stretched on for eternity for the monk before it snapped its jaws at him. As if snapping at a pestering fly, the dragon repeatedly bit at the agile man.

Athan gets a few punches and jabs in but it's like striking a rock wall. It doesn't bother him since he doesn't really want to hurt it but still he accidentally pokes an eyes as he dodges rows of death. The dragon bucked wildly, knocking the monk to the ground. He landed hard but rolled out of the way just in time, as a large clawed paw slammed into the ground right where he had been. Three large divots were carved into the ground.

Frustrated, the dragon reared its head back and took a deep breath. It sounded like a growl coming from deep in its throat. Athan noticed its chest begin to heat up, scales turning golden, as if molten lava as fire builds from within. The monk has nowhere to run or hide from a blast wave of fire. The dragon's maw opens and its head tilts down.

Athan looked up at it, unsure what to do, the beast didn't show any sign of remembering him. Resigned to his fate, he braced for unimaginable pain. Burnt alive wasn't how he saw himself dying but he didn't see a way out.

Just then Amber rushed between him and the dragon with her arms spread out, screaming, "No!"

Athan is shocked and it seems he isn't the only one. The beast stops and sniffs the air, steam blowing out of its nostrils and mouth before he calls out.

"Why doess a demon rissk her life for a mortal?"

"Because I... Because I love him." She cried out, tears freely falling from her eyes. The world stopped as the dragon blankly stared at her. It was unheard of for a demon to love anything. It took another deep breath.

It was a good thing no one was looking at Athan, because he was beyond shocked to hear Amber's confession. He didn't know how to react, but he did notice that in her brave rescue she had disobeyed a direct order. A bound demon shouldn't be able to do that. They had strict rules their kind had to follow.

The dragon cocked its head to the side, tongue flicked out. It was like it was trying to figure out what to do. Athan walked next to Amber and squeezed her hand before looking up to the dragon and asking once again.

"Don't you recognize me? You gave me the gift of life as I laid dying upon the ground over one hundred years ago. I can't imagine you saved my life just to eat me later."

Yshomatsu came out of hiding, robes burnt to a crisp. The dragon took another deep sniff as Bree came out behind the elder monk, the beast's tongue flicked out a few more times.

"Ssmellss and tastess familiar. Could it be true?" Whispering to itself, its head tilted to the other side before its eyes scrunched into a sinister glare. "Demonic trickss, all of it!"