Devilish cravings

The last rays of sun creep through the dark trees as I catch the scent of a truly alluring human. Barely breathing, I stalk between the trees... follow their trail and move silently across the soft forest floor, following the crunching steps of man. I see the person darkly between the next two fir trees... a female figure. She moves quickly and gracefully through the narrow bushes. Amazed by her intoxicating smell, my nostrils widen and a shiver runs through my body. My breathing quickens, the muscles in my legs tense and I see my next victim like through a tunnel. The creature stops in a clearing, she looks around with a little uneasiness. Apparently she has spotted a faint shadow between the trees. I see her pure soul... so innocent and definitely delicious beyond question. A low, hungry growl escapes my throat... and with a long bound I spring out from between the firs and wrap my arms and wings tightly around them.

Smother her terrified scream with one hand. She wriggles in my strong arms and the sweet sweat of fear beguiles me. Almost tenderly, I bite into her throbbing jugular artery. Blood wets my throat and I greedily suck on the lovely juice. When she hangs limp in my arms and my thirst for blood has been sated, I lower the beautiful creature to the forest floor and, with my fingertips, take her soul that has slipped out of her body. A bright golden sphere like solid light. Truly innocent. I wolfed them down greedily. What I didn't know or suspect was that I wasn't the only one who had followed this person. Someone wanted that soul too and had just waited until this moment. That someone now slides out of the trees and smiles sweetly at me. "Greetings, child of Lillith," came his almost mocking voice from his throat. He looks at me almost gently. 'You hunted down the lovely thing quickly. A truly beautiful sight, the way you sucked the life out of her, I have to admit. But that you ate her soul? This goes too far." An uneasy feeling sends shudders up my spine... I remain in my kneeling position and only look at his feet.

Despite his harsh words, the tone of his voice sounds warm. He's looking down at me like he's waiting for me to say something in my defense. I feel the wind through my feathers. They rustle easily. And finally, I raise my head and face the unfamiliar, yet interesting figure. Defined cheekbones, devilishly sparkling eyes and a powerful aura that almost makes me blink. I had never seen a more beautiful figure. I stand up and step back a little, caution is spreading... a slight uneasiness. "Who are you?" I ask with a frown and clearly audible skepticism, maybe also fear. I get a gentle, almost indulgent smile for it. He indicates a gentle bow and does not take his eyes off me, which are looking at my body. "Who I am? Well, shouldn't you introduce yourself first? But I'll put it this way: I'm the one your mother loves like no other." "Lucifer," I breathe softly, almost imperceptibly. I can't help but look at you and I'm not sure whether to stay or flee. Finally, I bow my neck slightly as a courtesy gesture. 'My name is... Feolia. A daughter of Lilith, yes. A succubus,' I reply, now fixing my dark eyes warily on him, the corpse of the pretty human between us.

He apparently has to suppress a grin and very gently indicates a bowing of his head. «Fenolia... a rare and euphonious name,” he whispers to me, seemingly caressing the name, enjoying every moment of it. He slowly takes a step forward: "Tell me, how did it taste?" he asks, pointing at the corpse with a finger. I almost have to smile a little at the words. "Very cute. As innocent as a virgin, female being, which she undoubtedly was.' Almost imperceptibly, I take a step towards him, but keep a certain distance, because I don't really feel comfortable yet. He also comes closer to me now and I catch my breath when he inhales my scent. He seems to like it, his eyes close in pleasure for a moment. The heat is now clearly perceptible. I feel every muscle in me tense. I still eye him critically, but stand firm and try to suppress the slight fear in me. 

Instead, I focus on his body. My eyes feel their way along his skin, almost as if I were touching it with my hands and my gaze is fixed on the dark red wings, which almost seem to crackle.  He takes the opportunity when I take my eyes off his face and all I can feel is his hand darting forward to my neck. "You know, I don't like having my soul stolen from me," he hisses in my ear. He grins. "Let's see if you can dance" Then he throws me away, baring his teeth.  Stretching out its wings menacingly, it now looms in front of me.  

My heart is beating wildly from the rough treatment, but then my eyes flash dangerously. "Who says who these souls belong to?" I hiss softly. "You don't claim the right to treat me like that!" I rise to my full height, my black wings unfurling, making me appear more dangerous. A hiss sounds between my lips, a dangerous, menacing look in his direction. "I'll say it," he scowls at me. "I say it and my word is law." I hiss menacingly. "You have nothing to say to me!" As if intoxicated, I shoot forward, my sharp fingernails clawing menacingly deep into his darkly shimmering, amazingly firm skin on his shoulders. My reddish sparkling eyes fixate on his... a hot feeling of hate spreads inside me, red and engulfing it shoots through my veins, makes my whole body tremble. And then his fist hits me and with it the hot fire.

The hot fire of knowledge that has been surging within him since the beginning. "You are a child er Lillith, I have more authority than you, for I have ruled from the beginning of time," he snarls at me. I make a sound of pain and hiss at him with an angry look, my fingernails are now so deep in the skin that a trickle of blood runs down my fingers. He claws his hand tightly into my gut. The pain makes my blood almost boil and an unfamiliar panic rises in me.  

My breath hits as I feel his teeth finding their way into my vein and I let it out in frantic gasps. Feel the tug in my neck and the pain in my chest. As if he wanted to take possession of me. The pain almost blinds me, my whole body strains against it and I try to match you with my fangs, even if the pain makes me almost uncoordinated. They dig into his throat and pulsing angelic blood shoots into my mouth. I can taste the sinful divinity. The pain becomes more bearable and the hate turns to greed. He presses himself tightly against me, enclosing us with his wings. My mind struggles against this superiority, but the bloodlust overwhelms me right now. He must have noticed my dwindling resistance because his hand wanders from my back to my firm breasts, which he kneads hard but not uncomfortably. He lets go of my neck and pulls his head away from me. I sigh in relief as the pain subsides. "I'll give it to you voluntarily if you serve me," he whispers seductively in my ear. I can hardly resist the wave of excitement flooding through me. That velvety voice and closeness is driving me crazy. The look in his eyes seems to have changed. The heat concentrates in my lap and I bite my lower lip. look at him uncertainly. He twirls my nipples and I sigh and close my eyes, still aware of the danger. 

"Well what do you say?" he asks still softly seductively while he plays with the wart, twirling it between his fingers and stretching it a bit. Gently he licks his tongue over my open throat where a trickle of blood is still dripping. Then he caresses my lips with his bloody tongue. "Want more, Feolia?" I sigh again...open my mouth expectantly and breathe a "yes" at him while my hands clench his back, but now more tenderly than hurtful. The wings covering his body disappear and he presses very close to me. I now feel his hot skin on me and I can feel his throbbing member on my stomach. «Do you want to serve me and become mine?», caressingly his tongue glides over my open mouth, over my lips. An excited sigh tells him I agree and I greedily stretch out my tongue to taste him. I almost involuntarily rub my lap against the heat of his abdomen. The pain has now completely turned into pleasure, my skin is hypersensitive to his every touch. "Yes, you want it," he laughs softly in my ear and bites my lower lip. A fine film of sweat seems to have covered us while we rub our abdomens together with relish. 

"Get on your knees and taste more of me," he commands. He steps back and presents himself in the rising moonlight. His phallus stands ready for me. He scratches his loin with a sharp fingernail and looks defiantly into my eyes. I greedily look at the limb and get on my knees. I crawl towards him on all fours, put both hands on his thighs... my lips curl around the wound on his groin and staunch the flow of blood with relish. I sigh as the blood wets my tongue again and the warm juice runs into my mouth. My hand slowly travels, fingernail-scratching, from his loin to the erect, firm phallus. The tips wander gently over the hot, throbbing skin, graze over the glans covered in pre-cum and casually absorb the moisture. I lick them off my fingers while humbly looking at him from below. His tail twitches. My tongue wanders from his loin to his shaft, lick it gently and kiss me slowly along the hot skin to his glans, it throbs shiny red, stretches towards me. My warm tongue runs over the wet tip and tastes your juice directly, feel the shiver of excitement and once again rub the tip of the tongue hard over the tender skin. My lips lie gently and warmly around his glans, giving him the pleasure he desires.

I hear a sigh of agreement and then feel his hand clawing at the back of my hair. Before I could take in the hot cock, he pulls me back and rubs the wet tip all over my face, under my nose and on my lips. I suck in the intense smell, it seems to take me completely. He grins at me: «Come on, get more of that sweet juice and do it right» And with that he greedily pushes his cock into my greedy mouth. I greedily drill the tip of my tongue into the hole in his glans, twist my tongue in it to have more of the precum. My taste buds are longing for it... I lick up every drop hungrily and enjoy the tender, hot, throbbing skin of the glans, over which my tongue meanders, gently and softly. Then I suck harder, my hands grip the shaft, feel the pounding blood in the thick veins and squeeze it in pulses so that I can taste even more of your wonderful juice. The fingernails dig into the shaft skin slightly, but he doesn't seem to mind.

On the contrary, when I grab him so tightly, a rush of liquid comes out of his glans, golden, it runs into my mouth and over my lips. A loud moan escapes his throat. My eyes greedily directed to the pulsating veins, my knees spread almost unconsciously on the soft forest floor because the scent excites me so much. I realize that my juice is running down my inner thighs... Now an almost steady, golden stream comes into my mouth. I'm almost shocked how he shamelessly emptied his bladder in me. But greed has completely taken hold of me and so I willingly absorb everything from him while the hard tip of my tongue digs deeper into his glans hole. Abruptly, however, he pulls it out and splashes my face and hair with visible joy. The warm juice runs over my skin and pools under my crotch, mixing with my liquid. As the jet dries up, I can't help but wrap my hands around his ample, hard cock again, watching the foreskin slide easily over the glans.

His greedy eyes betray how much he refreshes himself on my body glittering with drops. «Tell me dear Fen, will you obey me? Will you taste my blood and semen forever and show off your defiled body?" His cock is hovering right in front of my face, thick drops are just waiting to be licked off as harbingers. His wild look makes me completely weak and so I breathe towards him with my eyes lowered: «Yes, that's how I want it. I want to be forever a faithful servant of lust to you, Lucifer, to feast on your blood and semen and to give you my body.' As if to seal the oath, he pulls me to my feet and kisses me like an animal. Our sharp teeth ensure that drops of blood occasionally mix with the plentiful saliva. Breathing heavily, we break away. "The pact is sealed, my new servant. Now go back to your seat and bring me satisfaction. Honor your lineage and don't disappoint me." His eyes flashed dangerously and duly I fall to the ground again. 

This time I take on his bulging testicles and take turns sucking an egg into my mouth while slowly massaging his cock, distributing the drops of pleasure. The teeth drive over the soft skin, a painful tug that only makes him moan louder. I can almost feel the amount of juice in the bulging balls... eager to take it. He gently strokes my hair, obviously enjoying the treatment. Then he turns around and spreads an ass cheek for me. I understand his request and spread the other cheek, my tongue feels its way carefully to his anus, squirms over it. I press the hard tip of my tongue into the rosette and elicit a throaty purr from him. My fingers close longingly around his twitching phallus again, feeling the throbbing veins. I let my tongue meander in circles around the anus with pressure, it pushes against me even further. His cock seems to get even harder as a result and he starts shaking slightly. His panting breath is getting faster, I can feel his pressure building up more and more. 

And so I quickly crawl to his front to devote myself entirely to his cock. I grip him with both hands and move them up and down so that the foreskin slides faster and faster over the reddened and wet glans. From time to time I lick up the many sweet drops. He can hardly control his moans, his eyes greedily directed at me, he can hardly keep himself upright. He claws my neck painfully and pushes his head into my mouth while he erupts with a few additional, powerful jerking movements under a loud gasp. His hot semen shoots into my mouth in batches and what I can't absorb immediately runs down my chin onto my body. I sigh excitedly at the feeling of the warm semen on my skin and savor the divine juice to the full. With one hand I rub the semen on my chest, rubbing it over the stiff nipples. 

I see his distorted, lustful expression in his eyes. "I'm not done with you yet," he grins as I let myself slide onto the forest floor, somewhat exhausted. It doesn't seem to have tired him much. And there he is, pinning me down on the moss-covered ground, breathing in the earthy smell, and stepping behind me. "I'd like to see what else my Fen has to offer," with these words he nestles behind me. His cock doesn't seem to have gone limp even for a moment as he rubs it extensively between my ass cheeks, spreading my generous juices between my thighs. "You know... I didn't completely empty my bladder earlier and I'm ready to fill your hot vulva with it, what do you say?" I moan in pleasure and sigh in agreement. He carefully puts the tip of his cock at my entrance and presses his hot liquid into my vulva while sighing comfortably. 

A pleasant shiver goes through my body and I enjoy how our juices mix and a not small part splashes on the forest floor. Then he pushes his hard cock deep into my dripping vulva with a loud smack. I almost feel like I'm going to faint, that's how intense it feels. Small stars dance before my eyes because of the unusual, big cock in me. I moan loudly, my body almost completely collapses to the ground, I claw the earth tightly. He fills me completely, squeezes the last bit of liquid out of me and only lets his pelvis gyrate. I press my hip against him. "Admit it, you've been secretly waiting for this all evening," he purrs in my ear, bending low over me. "You greedy, wet thing" And with that he begins to push himself rhythmically. I'm slowly getting used to its size, enjoying the powerful thrusts that make my core tremble. He grabs my hips so he can thrust into me even faster. I now moan loudly and uninhibitedly in the quiet forest. My clit is throbbing like crazy and I can't help but rub my hand on it. "You're so wonderfully tight my love," he gasps, "I can give you another portion of my divine seed right away." Still pressing firmly into the ground, butt held high, he takes me like there's no tomorrow. My juice flows in a steady stream over my inner thighs. I let myself drift in the waves of pleasure, hear only the loud clapping of our bodies and the almost painful sounding sighs. My vulva twitches in pleasure, closing tighter and tighter around him. And with one last deep thrust and loud moans, he unloads his hot semen inside me. I slump in a daze and his wet cock slides out. 

He gives me a satisfied grin and I smile weakly. He wipes his cock dry on my butt and takes a look at my shiny body and the spot between my legs where his juice is slowly leaking out. "We'll see each other again soon, my beautiful fen. And remember: The souls only exist with my permission, otherwise I will have to punish you. And I'm not sure if you can withstand a punishment from Lucifer», he smiles and with a black flap of his wings he disappears from the forest clearing.