"Ugh... so good...." He cried out, the sensations of her so comforting, warm and relaxing that he felt his meat would melt and fuse with her insides.
"Mmmm~ such a wonderful male... Zell.... yes..... good~ Nnnmm! Deeper.... more semen.... feed me more!"
He could feel every fold, each bump and the exact ripples in her fleshy walls as her body began to move, pushing Zell back as he was now being ridden in a reverse cowgirl.
Zell was almost obsessed with looking at her huge ass and neat asshole visible each time her ass lifted and lowered onto his shaft, as her alluring and deep moans began to echo through the room, a long black tail with a soft tip now brushing along his cheeks and lips, the scent like cherry as he watched her black wings sprout, growing larger while fluttering in the room, filling it with a cloud of strange black dust.
The sound of flesh colliding, wet splutters and squelching filled the hotel room, now full of a dense and thick scent of both male and female sexual arousal, the musky scent of sex permeating the room as a woman's ass continued to slap against a man's hips, both of them with black demonic skin, wings and horns. In contrast, her lower body continued to ooze a thick, white goo despite being filled; her hips continued to slide along his meat pole without care.
"Mmmm~ almost..... haaa.....Zell... I'm almost there! It's almost finished! Nmmmm~ You are the best.... the only one... for me!"
Each second was pleasing; she became less delicate as she wrapped her arms loosely behind her neck. She knew what came next. This was her future husband, someone he couldn't defeat, but she didn't wish to lose to him either, as she felt his huge cock bulging and far thicker than before, truly becoming a monster as his transformation became complete.
"Good~ my little Zell, look at your beautiful form... we are different~ both demons! Let's enjoy sex as demons would!" Alizée whispered as she spread wide, opening her gaping pink pussy widely open.
Her slick walls dripped thick fluid, which glittered with black specks in the dim light created by the moonlight; no doubt some curse activated as well, considering how unusually hectic this whole thing went, that sweet lubrication somehow the key that opened many doors ahead.
Or perhaps not so lucky for those closest by… As she spread herself out wider, more oozes began to emerge as his fat organ pushed inside and forced itself into her pulsing insides, gaining speed. Every thrust left a dull thud as she strained within and pumped out milking cries upon her release; he dug deeper into her slippery depths while her hood rubbed atop his crotch.
"Yesh~ good! Mmmmn..... good girl.... fuck me.....fill me... Mnnnn~ So thick! You came so many times... yet it's so thick... Fill me... Fill me!"
Her velvet entrance kissed against his skin before stretching further where he needed it, embracing the entire length of his cock.
Each breath was short; their lungs were already bursting as he blew hot a final load into her oily cunt before deep undulations began to attack his member, as their long mating session seemed to be coming to a close, as her clenching inner muscles and the tender valley of joy: the promised land, he yearned for one again filled with his thick, warm bubbling cum.
Alas, all things ended and passed quickly when he witnessed Alizée push forward off the bed, hovering like a black butterfly above the floor, as thin and sharp talons emerged from his feet, as they grasped her limbs, as he held her body on the same height as his lower body, her face filled with delight, a devilish smile as she brushed her cheeks against his cock, her long horn twisted and now with a purple glow.
"Fufu~ still so energetic, husband? Do you want to go again?" She said with a teasing tone, her legs opening as a huge amount of his fluids dripped from her insides.
"Alizée.... enough games. Now we can both trust each other completely, right?" He spoke with a severe tone, his eyes golden as two huge wings fluttered from his back, no longer forcing himself to hold back the transformation, fearing his bloodline and looks; if he becomes a monster, so what?
Yinfra will love him.
If he becomes deformed or broken?
Yanfra will sacrifice everything to fix him.
So he would be himself, never holding back, especially with a woman who formed a blood and soul bond, their mating so intense he could now feel part of her heart and feelings and she his.
They were the perfect couple, rather an ideal husband and wife, beyond what he shared with Tessa, likely due to her demonic blood being so strong.
"We are going to be in trouble. My cute toyboy, will you save me like a damsel?" Alizée became softer and more affectionate towards him with each load; he lost count of how many he shot inside her after 10, it was now late at night, and they missed the guide of the city and now only had two days until the summit began and five days until he supposedly died.
"Alizée.... why are you so lovely?"
"Fufu~ I won't let you die; I can feel your fear of death, a sense of crisis and rush... Zell, you are more than just my son-in-law... you are mine!"
He saw her eyes glowing an aggressive golden colour as she spoke the last words, her long pink tongue sliding over his exposed member, cleaning it with affection and passion, not trying to make him climax, a gentle and soothing feeling as she lapped up every fold, each inch and slurped up all the sticky remnants of their bonding.
"I'm grateful." He replied, the nails of his wings releasing her arms as he lifted her body with his arms cuddling her tightly, as she wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling his muscular chest, her golden eyes now narrowed as she imitated cats purring.
"No more bravado? You will accept my help?" He felt her sharp black fingernail slide along his chest as she spoke with a babish voice, sultry and sweet, nothing like the hardass and rough woman the world knew, something that Zell alone would know, apart from his other women.
"I would be stupid to believe I can save myself, let alone those around me without you."
"You mean that cute girl watching us from the closet? Fufu~ she's already sleeping after making a mess on all your clothes."
"Well, I wanted her to see it; that girl is cute but a little too pure..."
"Do you love her?"
"I don't know..." Zell looked towards where Veronica had snuck into the room with a wry smile before he felt his head snap towards Alizée, who kissed him gently; her eyes looked like a wronged kitten.
"Don't look at other women.... just me.... right now, okay? Just for now...."
He felt that Alizée was so strange in this form; was it because of his incubus fluids in such a huge amount? Or was it due to them both being demons? Either way, the same feelings she displayed were now deeply etched into his heart; he refused to let other men come close to Alizée. She became something sacred to him, and they were so closely joined.
She was almost equal to Veronica, Yanfra and Yinfra, with time only bringing them closer and making their connection deeper.
'I want to have this bond with all my women...' He felt deep in his heart, swearing to achieve it.
"Hey, Alizée, don't be too jealous; it's not pretty, haha!" Zell teased as his sharp fingers brushed her long golden hair and stroked her soft black horns.
"Hmph... stupid males.... always wanting more....!" He felt the joking tone in her voice, causing him to smile before his lips opened with a deep voice.
"I've fallen in love with you, Alizée. What should I do?"
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