Chapter 9: Shennong's first arousal (R-18)
A cold wind rushed past her ears as she ran through the darkened forest, her breath ragged and desperate. Footsteps pounded behind her, relentless, growing closer with every second. Panic surged through her veins as she turned a corner, her silver hair whipping across her face.
"No... please...!" she gasped, but her voice barely left her lips. "I didn't ask for any of this..."
Laughter echoed in the darkness.
She risked a glance behind her—dark silhouettes of shadows, eyes gleaming with cruel amusement, closing in.
She tripped. The world spun, and she hit the ground hard. Pain shot up her palms as she scrambled backwards, her heart hammering against her ribs.
"Brother...!" she cried.
As if answering her desperate plea, the scene around her shifted to the scene where she was being protected by a man who had the same silver hair as her.
A total chaos.
Her brother stood before her, his back facing her as he wielded a sword against six men. His breathing was heavy, blood dripping from his temple, but he stood firm.
"Run!" he shouted. "Don't look back!"
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But she couldn't move. Her body refused to listen as she watched the battle unfold before her eyes.
The men grinned, unfazed by her brother's resistance.
"How long do you think you can last?" one of them sneered, twirling a blade in his fingers.
"Long enough to kill you pigs!" the silver-haired man shouted in anger.
The first attacker rushed forward, slashing downward. The silver-haired man sidestepped, twisting his blade to deflect the attack. Metal rang against metal as he retaliated, his sword carving a sharp arc toward the attacker's ribs. The man barely managed to leap back, but not before a thin line of red bloomed across his chest.
Another opponent lunged from the side. The silver-haired man ducked, sweeping his leg to trip him, but the man flipped over, landing in a crouch.
A knife whistled through the air from behind, and the silver-haired man barely twisted in time, feeling the blade graze his cheek. Blood dripped, but he ignored it.
His sword clashed against another's dagger, sparks flying as they pushed against each other. The silver-haired man gritted his teeth and shoved forward, knocking his opponent back. But before he could press the attack, another figure darted in, slashing at his side. He blocked, twisting to counter, only for a third assailant to drive a heavy boot into his stomach.
The impact stole his breath. His vision blurred as he dropped to one knee, coughing.
"No!" she screamed, reaching out.
They didn't stop.
Blades flashed. Blood splattered onto the cold ground. Her brother coughed, crimson dripping from his lips as he turned to her one last time with his eyes becoming dark.
"Run...!"
Then, silence. His lifeless body collapsed in a pool of red.
Her world shattered.
Tears blurred her vision as she stumbled toward him, but the men only laughed. Their wicked smiles burned into her mind as darkness swallowed her whole.
She woke up with a gasp and realized she was having a nightmare, but the visions she had, the pain she felt, they were all real.
Her heart pounded as she sat up abruptly, sweat clinging to her skin. The room around her was unfamiliar, dimly lit by a few flickering candles.
Then, she noticed something—no, someone.
A red-skinned woman stood in front of her, her piercing golden eyes focused on the young man sitting across from her who was clearly human unlike the woman.
The silver-haired girl's breath caught in her throat. The woman's presence was unnatural. Her skin, like molten ember, her curved horns, and the sharp fangs barely peeking from her lips—
This was no human and she felt scared.
The young man in front of the red-skinned woman leaned back on his chair, looking completely at ease. His dark hair framed a sharp but youthful face, and he watched the silver-haired girl with mild amusement.
But she quickly notice something was weird with them. The black haired young man was breathing rather fast and she noticed the demonic looking woman not paying any attention to her, instead she was looking at the young man's...private area.
She was mostly surprised by this because she was told that demons were cruel beings that attacked any human on sight and would kill them brutally.
"What..." The silver-haired woman was scared and confused, but her emotions quickly turned to embarrassment as she realized what was happening. However, she neither had the energy nor the strength to speak or walk away; instead, she was forced to watch the entire scene unfold in front of her.
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Yenissa POV
When he sat on the bench my son's physique riveted my attention, the way he moved, his muscles flexed, the sheen of sweat on his bare skin shot tendrils of delicate vibrations through my breasts.
Seeing his cute face change as I treated his wounds always left a bad taste in my mouth. Even though he was not my child, and we succubi were not supposed to have children, I felt as though I were his real mother. Seeing my darling get hurt like this was always too disturbing for me.
But right now, I was in a rather absurd situation.
My mind blanked out as the shock what I felt shivered through me. I felt like I had just been introduced to the most delicious man in my whole life.
He faced me, I looked him up and down, he was wearing only his his underwear as I wanted to treat his wounds that empahsised the bulge on his pants. My eyes were magnetized to the form of his cock behind the tight underwear.
With my passive ability [Succubus Hunger] activating without my knowledge soon his tight bulge started to twitch like it was having a panic attack and soon breaking his weak underwear suddenly came out his large penis, which I carefully crafted myself.
Seeing his first arousal after eighteen years made me feel both uncomfortable and aroused at the same time. Looking at its size and roughness, I knew my methods of making him the ultimate treat for any woman had worked. I had always fed him things that would skyrocket his libido—substances that should have been poisonous to humans—so I was surprised that he had survived in the first place.
The only explanation I could think of for his survival was his unusually high life force. It wasn't that I loved him, but when I first picked him up and raised him, I had always thought of him as my future meal. I still do, but right now, he is also my darling and my world.
It most definitely was not his body that kept him from getting girls to bed. "I know you're straving because of me. Who asked you to do that for me? Eat me and have your fill" Having said that Shennong was able to finally break all the barriers I built.
Soon I was unable to hold back. I couldn't get him out of my mind, the long muscular legs, sculpted chest, and the tight round cheeks of his ass danced in and out of my thoughts while I was salivating from both upper and lower mouths.
Seeing his penis which was still hidden inside the shaft reminded me that I hadn't been eating any humans for eighteen years. The longer the day got, the more hungry I felt and all the hunger I collected suddenly blew up within my body.
"Ughh~ Yenissa, please this hurt! Do something," I heard his cute voice calling my name while I was dazed.
I was kneeling beside his cock wearing only my basic succubus clothes looking up on the form of my cute son who was asking for me to eat him.
My heart was thundering in my chest, my blood was racing in my ears, my nipples were standing firm as I looked him up and down. I felt my desire for an man seeping from the very place I wanted one, between my thighs and my vagina.
But it was not just any man. It had to be him. It had to be my Shennong, otherwise I would be repulsed. I knew it and it surprised me because I was a succubus.
His cock projected strongly from a base of slightly thick dark hair and a two handfuls of high and tight balls. Just by looking at his balls, I knew they were filled with fresh semen. The very semen he had been building for 18 years to feed me.
"Shennong!" I called him with the last bit of sense I had inside me. "We can still go back! You could go to a nice human village and live like a normal human. I cannot give you the normal human life. I am bad person that stole you from your parents. I-"
I wanted to pour my heart out, but Shennong was not taking it. "Yenissa! Can you just shut up and suck my cock or something? I don't care about any of that. I will decide what I want to do. Not you or any other human! I know who I am and what I want to do. I know I love you and I know I want you to suck all my semen, not Rilith and Velara and I know if you feed on any other human than me, I will kill all of them."
Hearing Shennong talk like that, I knew I was getting extra moist. "Did I raise him like this or was he always like this?"