"You're still extremely adorable, Evangeline," he whispered as he began kissing the nape of her neck.
Even though she appeared little and vulnerable, he saw her as a beautiful woman who needed his touch.
"You have been working hard for my sake, so it is only natural for me to reward you,"
"I only wanted to be useful to you," she replied with a weak voice.
As she basked in the tender whispers of love, she felt a rush of emotions within her.
The air around them seemed to thicken with affection, as if time had slowed down to savor this precious moment.
"Your soft skin tastes irresistible," he teased her.
His warm lips and tongue began to move around her neck and earlobes causing her to let out hushed moans.
But kissing her was just the beginning.
He didn't need to undress her because she was wearing a crimson gown-like garment, and he just needed to lift it up.
After setting her down on the table, he began toying with her pussy while gently pushing away her white panty to the side with his fingers.
Her pussy was so wet that his finger slid through it with little to no resistance.
Same as Erika , Her pussy was spotless. There was no hair, and it was quite appealing to the sight.
The only difference was how small and tight it was .
"You're so pretty, "he remarked.
"That's not true, Sister Elizabeth and Erika are much prettier than me," she said, holding back her moans.
"Don't be like that, each of you has your own beauty, and you're so adorable that I couldn't help but want to eat you ," he whispered.
He then pinned her little body into the table and pushed her two legs up to her head. She was quite flexible but her position right now was quite embarrassing.
This position made her spotless pussy more exposed, and he began gently licking it while stopping her shaking body from moving too much.
Evangeline's voice became uncontrollable as she began moaning from a great deal of pleasure.
Her little, innocent voice echoed around the room. She could only gasp crazily in response to his tongue technique tickling her pussy.
DRIP
DRIP
DRIP
Due to an excess of pleasure, her pussy began to leak love juice, leaving the table wet and sticky.
They both became more thrilled at the sexual fragrance of combined pussy juice and saliva in the air.
"Do you want me to stick it in?" he inquired, his pussy ripped and ready.
"Yes," she answered, her face flushed. She had little resistance against his charms.
"I will be gentle,"
He held her cock and pointed it to her pussy with her approval. Then he pushed it softly within, savoring the warm sensation of fucking such a petite and tight maiden.
Evangeline's heart pounded with pleasure, and she could feel a warmth spreading through her womb.
His cock was so big that it reached her womb because of her small body.
HUMP!
HUMP!
HUMP!
"I love you, brother Vincent," she said softly, her expression bliss from too much stimulation.
"I love you more," he whispered as he increased the speed of his thrust.
At this moment they give to each other's desire ,and just enjoy the thrill of their passionate love.
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"Are they seriously still not done talking?" Emilia inquired, her impatience evident in her voice.
They had been waiting in this room– a good forty five minutes – , yet there was no sign of them being called out anytime soon.
Erika's giggle carried a sense of amusement and knowing as she responded.
"Oh Emilia, don't get your hopes up. It would practically be a miracle if they manage to finish within an hour." Her tone hinted at a hidden secret, as if she had some insight into the situation that the others were unaware of.
Emilia glanced at Erika, curious and intrigued by her remark.
The atmosphere in the room was filled with a mix of playful skepticism and genuine interest, all wondering what could be keeping the two people they were waiting for so engrossed in their conversation.
"Do you really think that they're just talking?" Erika asked with a playful smirk.
"Wait, you can't be serious, can you?" Emilia's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and disbelief as she responded.
Her mind tried to process Erika's teasing words, and she struggled to defend him in her thoughts, but a part of her knew that the possibility Erika's assumption being true was very high.
Lowell, who happened to overhear their conversation, chuckled and chimed in, "That's our supreme leader for you."
He couldn't help but reminisce about how countless werewolf women in their pack had fallen under his charm. The memories flooded his mind, and he couldn't think of a single woman in their pack who hadn't been captivated by their charismatic leader.
Vincent's extraordinary nature set him apart from the other werewolves. While some might assume that werewolves had a heightened libido, it was merely double that of a regular human. Even they experienced fatigue or boredom after frequent activity.
But Vincent was a whole different story. He possessed a unique ability to recharge his vitality and libido, granting him seemingly endless stamina. Unlike others, he could continue for days without needing to stop.
This exceptional trait made him stand out even among his own kind, leaving others in awe of his stamina and capabilities to satisfy women.
Even a male succubus would feel ashamed by his sheer grit and vitality.
In the past, there was a powerful female succubus who dared to challenge Fenrir, attempting to outlast him in their passionate encounter.
It was a daring feat, considering his legendary stamina, but she was determined to prove her prowess.
But despite her best efforts, the succubus found herself gradually drained of energy, yet ironically, she felt thoroughly satisfied in the process. Fenrir's unparalleled stamina and energy left her in awe, realizing that she had met her match and more.
The encounter became a whispered tale among supernatural beings in the past, an unforgettable moment where a powerful succubus met her equal.
Lowell chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he recollected the time when he had to compile a list of powerful supernatural women who were eager to take on the challenge of wooing their enigmatic supreme leader.
"Oh, those were interesting times," he mused, his smirk growing wider.
"I believe I still have that list tucked away safely in my vault."
As Lowell shared this amusing tidbit, the others in the room exchanged amused glances, some perhaps wondering if their names had once been part of that list.
Knock Knock Knock
The lively bantering among the group came to an abrupt halt as a sudden knock echoed through the door.
All eyes turned towards the entrance as a woman in her 30s gracefully entered the room, clad in a sleek black office dress.
Her demeanor exuded professionalism, a trait that she had learned since the time when Evangeline adopted her in the past.
"Forgive me for the interruption. It's time to start the meeting. Mother Evangeline and our leader are waiting," she announced, bowing her head politely as a sign of respect.
"Only 45 minutes? It seems like he's holding back alot," Erika giggled.
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