Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World-Chapter 526: The First Succubus Awakens [R18]

Riel didn't speak when Sariel brushed behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist. She didn't flinch or resist when her other self leaned close, lips near her ear.

"You've been selfish, you know," Sariel whispered, her tone feather-light but unmistakably teasing. "Keeping Master all to yourself."

"I was here first," Riel said softly, almost too quiet to be heard.

Asmodeus laughed under his breath.

"You're both mine," he said, rising with Riel still cradled in his arms. "Argue about the order all you like. It changes nothing."

The greenhouse door clicked behind them as they moved through the halls — velvet dusk hanging low in the citadel's corridors, torchlight painting shadows that swayed across the walls. Neither woman argued after his words.

Riel's cheek rested against his chest, the rise and fall of her breath steady now. Calmer. As if being carried reminded her of what she wanted and desired.

By the time he stepped into his private chamber, Sariel had already fluttered ahead — she undressed with natural grace, her pink hair spilling over her shoulders as her outfit slid off in illusions and threads, dissolving into the floor.

The bed was already waiting, its covers dark red, woven from thread dyed in blood and night roses. The moment Asmodeus laid Riel down, her hands reached for him without thinking.

Like muscle memory.

Like longing.

Asmodeus didn't rush.

He kissed her neck, slowly spreading warmth, while Sariel slid behind her, stroking the sides of her thighs as she whispered encouragement into her ear. There wasn't jealousy, not anymore.

Only the craving of two halves wanting the same thing.

Riel trembled, thighs pressing together until Asmodeus's hands guided them open. The moment his lips traced lower, pecking her collarbone, her abdomen and stomach. He then slid his tongue along her navel, and she whimpered, covering her mouth with eyes opened to their limit.

She tasted like honey and cream... a delicious flavour that drove the demon emperor mad.

Sucking, slurping and marking her body with his tongue.

Trails of his drool dripped from her heavy caramel mounds, swaying with each touch.

"Have you always looked at me like this... so affectionate and lustful?"

Her quiet question only brought a smirk to Asmodeus as he dipped lower, the fluffy blue hair coarse like candyfloss.

"Always."

"Now I can finally taste you."

It wasn't a body shared with Sariel; this was Riel's unique taste... gentle and sweet.

'I want more!'

He slid his hand between her legs.

She arched, gasping — Sariel tightened her hold around her waist, grinning over her shoulder.

"She's soaking," the pink-haired succubus purred.

"I noticed."

Asmodeus moved between her legs.

His eyes looked up for a moment before he smirked, ignoring the nervous gaze of the succubus.

"Don't look away now. You've waited long enough for this."

Riel's eyes widened as she gasped.

"W-Wait!"

Then his face lowered between her thighs, gripping her thighs, thumbs parting her folds with a sticky sound as his tongue crept along her pink flower, drawing a deliberate line from her entrance to her clit.

"Ah—!" Her whole body tensed, heels digging into the sheets.

Asmodeus groaned softly, his mouth already working with infuriating patience. Her taste differed from Sariel's—less wild, more sickly sweet. Like some forbidden nectar blooming only once in a century. Lovely, but not overly thick. Feminine and addictive.

He didn't rush. Every lick was firm, calculated. His tongue flicked, circled, then flattened against Riel's clit. Lapped again. Deeper. Hungrier.

Riel writhed beneath him, her hips twitching, breath coming out in short, sharp gasps. Her hands found Sariel's arms, gripping tight as her body betrayed her pride. The more she tried to stay composed, the more she shook.

The heat of her crotch pressed fully against his face.

Each wet, slippery sound only spurring the demon emperor on.

"Haah… Oooh~ it's just like I imagined... but.... better!"

"No, it's not," Sariel whispered into her ear. "You can take more."

Asmodeus slid two fingers inside her, curling them at her entrance.

The slimy warmth of her walls greeted him as they squeezed around each digit with a sultry shlick

She jolted—legs kicking slightly, voice cracking into a soft, pleading cry.

The stretch was small compared to what was coming, but it still made her walls clench instinctively.

Her pussy was impossibly tight, walls pulling around his fingers like they didn't want to let go.

He crooked them just right.

"AH—!"

She covered her mouth, but it didn't help—her moan still echoed under the greenhouse-shaped ceiling of his private chamber.

Asmodeus chuckled, the vibration of his voice making her clit pulse against his tongue.

Riel couldn't breathe properly.

Every second, every swirl, every stroke of his fingers inside her made her feel more vulnerable than any moment in battle. She was laid bare. Every sensation cracked her open. Every slow grind of his hand had her hips chasing more before she even realised it.

And then—

"Ahh—A-Ah!!"

It broke her.

Riel squealed as her voice broke. The moment she came her thighs locked around Asmodeus, almost crushing his face, humping his fingers and tongue like a desperate whore.

Her orgasm was nothing like those shared with Sariel... her bones shuddered, muscles spasmed, and she couldn't think or speak. Unable to endure, she twitched, still pushing his face against her crotch.

Only when she collapsed back, breathless and dazed, did Asmodeus lift his head, lips glistening, eyes glowing.

"Still worried?" he asked softly, voice low and smug.

"…Shut up," Riel mumbled, cheeks red, eyes wet.

Sariel giggled against her shoulder. "You came so fast. What a bad girl."

But Riel couldn't answer.

She was still recovering.

Still throbbing from the inside out.

And Asmodeus was just getting started.

Riel was still twitching when Asmodeus kissed up her thigh, lips brushing the sensitive flesh above her folds. Every inch of her body trembled, still echoing from her first orgasm, but it wasn't enough.

Not for her.

Not for him.

She gasped when his breath grazed her clit again, her thighs jolting as if possessed.

"Still shaking?" he asked, voice calm but charged. "I've only just started."

"I-I c-can't… wait… wait—"

"Then say no."

She didn't.

Instead, turning away, burying her face in the pillow as she lifted her hips slightly, allowing his fingers to slide deeper into her soft, churning folds.

Asmodeus smiled.

Sariel shifted behind her, licking Riel's ear with a small hum. "You're so cute like this. I knew you were the needy one."

"I'm n-not— ahhn!"

Two fingers curled again inside her, slow, deliberate, filling her pussy with pressure. That thick squelch filled the air again as her hips rolled unconsciously toward the source.

"You're already clenching," he murmured. "How greedy are you going to be once I'm inside?"

"I… I don't—"

"Don't lie," Sariel whispered, hands sliding up to cradle Riel's breasts. "Your pussy's hugging him like it's trying to pull more out. Look at her, Master… she's dripping again."

"I just came—"

"And you're ready again." Asmodeus grinned. "You always were the quieter one… but this body doesn't lie."

He leaned closer.

His voice dropped low, right against her cunt. "You want to be ruined, don't you?"

Riel bit her lip so hard it might've drawn blood.

"I—I don't..."

Sariel chuckled, licking the corner of Riel's mouth. "You're the one who watched him every day… who never said anything… but never stopped staring. I always knew."

Asmodeus's fingers pulled free with a wet sound, her arousal sticking to his knuckles like honey.

Her legs stayed open.

It was the truth; when night came, Riel would take over Sariel's body and watch Asmodeus sleeping with his lovers, from Erika's first anal, to him seeing Yumiko.

He sat back on his knees, his cock now standing tall against his stomach, but not quite the shape she remembered. The air trembled around it, a slow black aura rising — and with it, the thickness increased. He didn't touch it. Just let it happen.

Riel saw it. Her golden eyes widened as the length thickened, the shaft growing girth she could barely fathom. Veins pulsed, and the base curved slightly… like it was changing to fit her.

Her mouth opened.

"No," she whispered.

"Yes," Sariel answered, kissing her cheek.

Riel's body twisted, overwhelmed with heat and confusion, but mostly arousal.

"I c-can't take that…"

"It's your desired shape... perverted Riel!" Sariel's teasing was dripping in arousal, watching the shape of his cock with her narrowed eyes. "I can't believe you like cocks this thick..."

"!!!"

"You will," Asmodeus said, his voice husky. "And you'll thank me for it."

She couldn't argue. Her hips were grinding into empty air, her thighs twitching, her walls aching with a hollow, desperate throb.

Every breath she took made her chest rise and fall in jerks, as if being chased. But she was chasing something, too.

Her pride was peeling away.

No... maybe this was the pride of a succubus.

Her control melted into desire.

What remained was pure succubus.

Hunger.

Instinct.

Need.

Riel's fingers clutched the sheets beside her, hips trembling, her thighs slowly falling apart again. Her voice cracked as she looked at him, eyes wide, dazed.

"…Give…"

"What was that?" Asmodeus asked, tilting his head.

She shut her eyes. Tried to swallow it.

She couldn't.

"Give it… to me."

"Let you have what?"

"You," she whispered. "I want it… I need it…"

Sariel giggled behind her, kissing her shoulder as she softly bit the skin there.

"That's more like it…"

Riel's face was red from the tip of her ears to her chin, but she spread her legs further.

All traces of the kind, serene and pure Riel vanished.

Asmodeus leaned forward, pressing his cock against her entrance — not yet inside. Just resting his heavy and swollen meat against her soft petals.

"Then beg."

Her eyes lifted again.

Golden.

Wet.

Feral.

"…I implore you... fuck me... my dear overlord."

And with that, the last of her hesitation shattered. At that moment, the succubus Riel met her fate, destiny and future.

Finally...

The thousands of years that she waited vanished.