Ramiel lay inert on the skin of the dead gnu. His eyes were shadowed by a dark mist, and his pupils were hidden deep in the depths of the abyss.
In between the man's gasps, quiet moans of pleasure escaped from his wide-open mouth or what should have been them.
At the same time, as Ramiel struggled to maintain the remnants of consciousness, Asme, with satisfaction written all over her face, savagely riding the half-dead dragon. Her sexy hips moved in oval motions, jerking the poor monster in all directions of the world.
Her perfect breasts bounced vigorously, shamelessly exposing nipples ruddy with excitement. In places, reddened marks from Ramiel's bites could be seen on them.
Asme's figure gently shone in the soft glow of the dungeon's crystals. The horned beauty looked truly endearing. She resembled a polished diamond on display at an art exhibition.
The pair of lovers were surrounded by an almost invisible pink mist. These succubus pheromones were out of control in their purest form. The smallest amount of them was enough to lose themselves in endless desire for the rest of their days.
Only the most outstanding individuals can resist them. Otherwise, they will forever become the demon's slave. It was one of the strongest weapons available to the species. It only takes a moment of inattention to lose one's freedom.
Releasing the pink mist was never Asme's goal. Under the influence of the divine pleasure bestowed upon her by Ramiel, the unruly succubus lost control...
It was definitely the man's fault... Everything would have been fine if he hadn't thrown himself at her like a wild animal.
Asme hadn't yet fully mastered her new skills. After all, she didn't have time to do so. Fresh from her awakening, she seduced poor Ramiel, who was now experiencing... well, exactly. You could call it a nightmare or a dream come true.
" Hughmm !!! " Asme's lips magically found their way over Ramiel's ear, making sloppy sounds. The slender figure of the horned beauty rested on the body of the tormented man.
Her twin peaks spilled over her lover's naked torso.
The man felt something hot and soft rubbing against his chest, carrying him directly to the gates of the kingdom of heaven.
Intuitively, his hands went towards the firm buttocks of the insatiable monster, but halfway there, they fell helplessly.
Ramiel's face bent in a grimace of pure ecstasy. Like chaotic mountain rivers flowing from source to mouth, a copious amount of foaming liquid flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Ramiel's once lively and joyful eyes became dull and empty.
Splash
Splash
" HHHGGHHMMMM! ~ " With a loud moan, Asme rammed Ramiel's entire cock into her pussy. Suddenly, an electric pulse pierced her body, putting her mind in confusion.
" Ugh," Asme's younger sister sucked and squeezed Ramiel's little dragon, killing the remnants of his consciousness. The monster lost the battle of endurance this time as well, realizing the superiority of her friend's treacherous tricks.
Wanting to finally rest, it let out a barely audible roar. Ramiel's penis trembled, releasing a scant amount of semen. His toes curled, and his face contorted into a grimace, begging for mercy. One thing was certain: he had had enough sex for a while.
At the same time, a naked Asme lay on top of the rape victim, gasping heavily. She tried to get up, but after a few seconds, she gave up. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her legs became like cotton wool.
" E- Enough ~ " - A tired voice was lost in the depths of the Dungeon of Damnation.
With the remnants of her strength, she forced herself to place her face on the man's shoulder. Her tail wrapped tightly around them, enclosing the two lovers in a tender embrace.
Closing her eyelids, the image of a slumbering Ramiel was reflected in Asme's shining eyes. A wide smile adorned her lovely face. The couple went together to the land of eternal hunting. The only witness to their wild fun was Avi, peeping at them from behind a stone throne.
The little fairy's face was flooded with a red flush, like a typhoon wave ravaging the coast. Having the best seats for an adult movie, her tiny heart was beating like crazy.
Avi felt a pleasant thrill fill her. It was the same feeling a small child felt when breaking the rules imposed by parents. What she did was wrong but terribly exciting at the same time.
" Crazy... " Avi's quiet sigh disturbed the prevailing silence. Panicked, she pressed her hands to her mouth, covering them. Fortunately, the exhausted Asme slept deeply, untroubled by the insignificant insect.
Today, Ramiel suffered a humiliating defeat that will forever remain a stain on his male pride. He was devoured alive, losing his title as the top predator in the herd. Like a king handing the crown to a younger generation, he made way for a more qualified successor.
Although his opponent has resorted to dirty tricks in the form of magic, a defeat is still a defeat.
Arguments in the form of - it's not fair, she used dirty tricks, is just a pathetic excuse of weak individuals. On the battlefield, there is no such thing as honor, pride, or justice, there is chaos, disorder, and the screams of anguished soldiers doomed to die in agony.
All that matters is one's own survival and crushing the enemy with whom one clashes arms. Fools who act honorably or follow basic ethics end up as fertilizer for plants or food for carnivorous animals. The battlefield is no place for sentimentality or tender moments. If you don't do everything to kill the enemy, he will kill you.
Rules? Who ever followed them in any war. A man backed into a corner is even worse than a wild animal. After all, it is said without reason that: " Man's worst enemy is the other man. "
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Caera missed the fun of a daily session with Ramiel. Unbeknownst to the elfess, she was happily returning from a hunt in the forest of the Night Rippers. She was in a good mood.
The hunt had gone surprisingly well. She managed to kill two adult Night Rippers at once by herself. For an elfess, this was quite a challenge. Although she already had some experience, she still lacked much to Ramiel's level. The man seemed to be a massive mountain reaching the ends of the universe, which cast a shadow on the insignificant beings below it.
Had it not been for their joint training and tutoring in mana and magic control, Caera could have dreamed of any attempts at self-defense, let alone anything about fighting.
Apart from killing a few monsters, she also found some rare herbs.
" Darwin should be pleased. " With enthusiasm, the elfess patted the bag that hung casually from her shoulder. It was filled to the brim with alchemical ingredients. It's nothing spectacular, but an alchemist should make something useful out of it.
Directly inside Caera's clothes hid a bunch of souls that the elfess had no idea about. With the utmost caution, they followed the woman's every move while mirroring the surroundings.
This is Seraphine's safeguard against unforeseen situations.
Ramiel was clear - " You put the lives of Caera and Asme first, then you can worry about your own safety. "
He wasn't foolish enough to send Caera alone to a place where he almost gave up the ghost.
The necromancer didn't like the idea of babysitting a child, but she couldn't refuse her master. She was bound by her slave oath, the key to her future freedom.
For now, she had to grit her teeth and endure the humiliation. Fortunately, the goddess of fate gave her a helping hand. Soon, with the death of Ramiel... who knows, maybe a truly beautiful period in her life will begin.
After all, she was once the Empress who ruled the entire continent. Building a great empire from scratch or taking over a small kingdom is child's play. She will only need a little time, which, as a lich, she has in abundance.
" I wonder what Ramiel is doing... maybe I'll surprise him? He should be happy with tart tea leaves. " The elfess was already planning how to spend the remaining time with Ramiel. She had several ideas in her mind. Starting with listening to his stories and tales from the previous world, continuing with cooking together, and ending with shameless games between the three of them.
The plan seemed perfect, but the lovely elfess didn't realize how wrong she was...
Caera passed through the massive gate of the abyss while humming a cheerful song under her breath.
However, nothing good lasts forever. Her good mood burst like a soap bubble in the open air.
The elfess stood as if she had been stunned, looking at the brothel that had taken over the dungeon's throne room. Caera's fists became blue with anger. A single vein pulsed dangerously on her forehead, alerting everyone to the impending danger.
The time she wanted to spend together with Ramiel had already become a distant dream, buried under a heap of unfulfilled ambitions.
" Fiu Fiu," Lucifer in the flesh whistled in awe. "Even I am not so brave, boy. For good reason, I send women where I can do nothing. "
In the middle of the throne room, Asme was sleeping naked with Ramiel. The couple was completely smeared in a mixture of succubus love juices and man's yogurt. Not even the smallest scrap of flesh was spared. The horned beauty's hair stuck to her face, soiled with the sticky mixture.
During the last hot night, Asme and Ramiel gave themselves one hundred percent. The result is the mess they made. Literally, the entire throne room is stained in the mixture of their love fluids. The walls, the floor, the ceiling, the throne, everything bore the marks of their madness.
The couple didn't even spare the dungeon's core, which was all sticky from the evidence of the two lovers' love.
It looked as if a tornado had sucked in the sticky mixture and then changed the direction of the vectors, scattering the evidence of their infamous crime. Even if they wanted to avoid responsibility, the prosecutor had too good a basis to issue a devastating verdict.
Ramiel didn't count how many times he cummed. After twelve, he stopped counting. Asme's magic proved deadly in its effects. When his faithful soldier asked for a break for the fifth time, he was forcibly put on duty by the trickery of a horny succubus.
Walking below, Caera noticed how copious amounts of Ramiel's fluid leaked from Asme's pink flower.
Small fires of fury ignited in the elfess' golden eyes, highlighting her unique beauty. Pointed ears perked up, standing, pouting. If someone stood in her way... I'd rather not be in his skin.
Caera was angry, very angry. Asme had broken their tacit agreement, taking Ramiel only for herself. She wanted to skin the woman alive, rubbing her with salt and quartering her piece by piece.
The elfess didn't even pay attention to the horned beauty's altered appearance. The devil's insidious whisper blinded her common sense.
Caera had hoped to spend a little time with Ramiel, but seeing his face, on which pure ecstasy was still painted, she gave up.
" Tsk... " The elfess clicked her tongue furiously. For a moment, her golden eyes devoured the jealously sleeping couple.
Her hand tenderly stroked Ramiel's topknot hair, which was arranged in an artistic disarray.
Caera was boiling with anger until a storm cloud of gray smoke gathered over her head. Still, she didn't want to vent her frustration on the sleeping man.
Knowing that it wouldn't end well if she stayed here any longer, she turned her attention toward the stairs leading to the next floor of the dungeon.
She cast one last envious glance toward the sleeping couple as she left.
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Asme transformed into a " Succubus of Blood Ice " from a normal succubus. " It was a version of an ordinary demon, fed to the brim with steroids.
The mythical bloodline that the devil woman awakened had long been lost in the depths of the past.
Only the oldest relics of the past remembered the terror these monsters sowed at the end of Exodus' golden age.
As the few living creatures of that time, they stood on par with the arrogant gods, laughing them straight in the face.
The creatures of the Exodus era called them the Rulers of the Battlefield out of respect for their strength.
They fully deserved the name they were given. With their mesmerizing charms, they brought confusion to the battlefield.
Under the influence of the charm, enemies would turn their blades against each other, vying for the adoration of the demons from hell, who, after all, sucked them dry, leaving only dust behind.
As if charm alone wasn't enough, they have mastered the unique element of Blood Ice.
They fused together two opposing elements, ice and blood, through a unique bloodline.
This fusion proved to be their greatest blessing. It perfectly bridged the gap in their skills.
With their frail and seductive bodies, Succubi didn't fare well in close combat.
However, the situation turned 180 degrees when the Goddess of Fate intervened in the threads of destiny and untangled some complicated knots.
The element of bloody ice became an entrenching thorn in the heel of many beings called gods. As one of the few elements, it received its rune.
Scarlet ice not only carried destructive power. Thanks to its fusion with the blood element, the slightest contact with the body was enough to pull the life-giving fluid from the victim's veins.
The more blood they absorbed, the more power they wielded. The effect lasted as long as fresh blood was provided.
But that wasn't the end of the perks. When the succubus' unique mana entered the victim's body, it attached itself to the mana molecules of the unsuspecting victim, like Velcro, to a fluffy sweater.
It didn't take long for it to turn the hot blood into a river of scarlet ice.
The victims died in agony, feeling the sulfurous frost crackling through their veins.
Unfortunately, as is often the case, the arrogance that comes with strength proved to be the downfall of their species.
Believing herself invincible, the Succubus Queen of Blood Ice unleashed a devastating war that heralded the end of the Exodus era.