Our bodies were dancing on a violent, beautiful rhythm that was quickly undoing me. The world had shrunk to this—this tangle of limbs, this symphony of wet slaps and desperate moans, the overwhelming sensation of being simultaneously claimed.
"Look at you," Akane panted from behind, her words punctuated by the brutal slap of her hips against my ass. Her fingers dug into my flesh, leaving marks I knew I'd wear tomorrow. "Taking us all at once. My perfect little slut."
PAT!
"Ahhh~" Akane slammed into me so hard that my vision blurred, my breath caught in my throat, and for a second, I genuinely thought she might split me in half.
"F-fuck—!" the redhead cried beneath me, her nails digging into my forearms as I pistoned into her, my hips jerking forward with the same brutal rhythm Akane delivered from behind. Her pussy clenched around my cock like she was trying to milk it dry already. "Azariel, you're… you're going too fast—ahhh~!"
I wasn't. Akane was.
And I was trapped between them all, a puppet with strings made of lust.
PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT!
Akane's hips slam into mine.
My hips slam into the redhead.
The blonde thrusting into my mouth with quick, needy strokes.
It was a perfect triangle of debauchery, a ritual of pure, unfiltered sin.
"Deeper," the blonde demanded, her hands tightening in my hair, forcing my head down. "Take it all, princess. Swallow my cock."
I choked around her, my eyes watering as her dick hit the back of my throat again and again.
"K-keep sucking… keep sucking, sister—hnnn~!" the blonde whimpered, her voice cracking as her thighs quivered. "Don't you dare stop—"
Her words dissolved into a long, messy moan as she grabbed my horns, using them like handles to guide my head, but I didn't fight it. I let her use me, my body, however she wanted.
"Look at her," Akane growled, her breath hot against my ear. "Driven mad with lust. Our little sister's becoming a real succubus."
PAT!
She emphasized the word with a savage thrust. My body jolted, shoving my own cock deeper inside the redhead, who screamed, her back arching violently.
"Ahhh~! S-slow...!" the redhead begged, but her pussy fluttered and tightened around me, betraying her. "I—I can't...! You're... ahhh~!" Her nails raked down my back, drawing thin lines of fire that only added to the sensory overload.
"Shh." Akane's hand slid up my spine, fingers curling around the back of my throat. "She can take it. She was created to take it."
Her grip tightened just enough to make my breath hitch.
"Aren't you, little sister?"
I couldn't answer. I was too full of cock, too consumed by the relentless rhythm.
But Akane didn't need my voice.
She heard everything in the way my body shook.
"Mm. That's what I thought," she purred, her lips brushing the shell of my ear. "A perfect hole. A perfect toy. Made to be fucked until you forget your own name."
PAT! PAT! PAT!
Her hips pounded into me with merciless precision, each thrust timed to drive my cock deeper into the trembling redhead beneath me. The blonde's moans spilled into my mouth, high and desperate, as she used my face for her pleasure.
I was nothing but motion—forward, backward, up, down.
A plaything caught in a storm of bodies. And of course, the glorious truth was that I fucking loved it.
...
The sex continued for like three hours.
No pause, no change in rhythm or even position. We were in a perfect synchrony of pure, unbridled lust that we didn't need to rest.
The only slight change was Akane shoving her tail into my ass, mine into the redhead's tight anus, and the blonde succubus's tail slithering down my throat next to her cute penis.
The experience of being so completely filled, so utterly used and owned, was a form of madness. A beautiful, exquisite madness that I never wanted to end.
Every nerve in my body was raw, exposed, humming with a pleasure so intense it was agony. I could feel their heartbeats, their breaths, their escalating lust as if they were my own.
But even for us, even for succubi, it had to end.
And in the end, it did.
With an explosion.
The blonde came first. A sharp, high-pitched cry tore from her throat as her body went rigid. Her cute little pink cock pulsed, spilling a hot, surprisingly sweet load into my waiting mouth. It wasn't like a human man's; it was thicker, like warm honey, and it carried a faint, magical shimmer. I swallowed instinctively, the taste of her climax triggering a sympathetic ache deep within my own core.
"Nghh~! Azariel!!" she cried, her hands fisted in my hair as she rode out her orgasm, her hips jerking erratically. "Fuck, that's it, drink every drop."
The moment the blonde's orgasm hit, something inside the entire circle of us snapped—a chain reaction, a detonation of pleasure that rolled through our bodies like a shockwave.
The redhead, her face a mask of overwhelmed bliss, was the next to go. Her back arched off the chaise, her breasts jiggling wildly as she screamed, her pussy clamping down on my cock with the force of a hydraulic press.
"AHHHHHH—! AZARIEL! I'M—!"
Her words dissolved into incoherent, guttural moans as a torrent of her own hot fluids gushed around my invading member, soaking her thighs and the velvet beneath us.
Her convulsing climax pulled me with her. It was an involuntary, violent reaction. My vision went white. A scream I didn't recognize as my own tore from my throat, muffled by the blonde's slowly softening cock in my mouth.
My own cock throbbed once, twice, and then erupted inside the redhead, pumping her full of my own hot, magical seed. It felt like my entire soul was being poured out through my dick, a draining, utterly exhilarating release.
And behind me—
Akane Onee-sama finally broke.
Her hips slammed forward with brutal precision, burying herself inside me to the hilt as her tail pulsed deep in my ass. She snarled—an animal sound, a sound of dominance and satisfaction—before her body shuddered violently.
"AHHHH!"
I could feel it, a hot rush filling me, deeper than anything before, a wave of pure, concentrated power that marked me in a way I knew was permanent. Her grip on my hips was like iron, her entire body tensing as she emptied herself into me, claiming me in the most erotic way possible.
"A-Azariel," she panted, her breath shaking. "Fuck… you're… perfect."
For a moment, none of us moved.
We were a single trembling knot of limbs and tails and breath—three horny succubi and one overwhelmed little royal sister fused together by pure ecstasy.
Slowly, the blonde's cock slipped from my mouth, leaving my lips parted, a thin line of her shimmering cum trailing down my chin. She collapsed back on her hands, panting, her wings twitching uncontrollably.
The redhead lay beneath me, twitching with aftershocks, her body still spasming around my softening cock.
And Akane—
Akane didn't let go.
Not right away.
Her arms wrapped around my torso from behind, pulling me back against her chest. Her lips brushed my shoulder, then my neck, slow and deliberate.
"You did well, little sister," she whispered, voice low and warm against my skin. "You took all three of us… and you're still conscious."
Akane leaned, planting soft kisses on my shoulders.
"Even for a royal, that's impressive." She let her tongue trace a line up my neck, savoring the taste of sweat and sex. "I'm proud."
"A-Ah…" was all I could manage. My body was spent, trembling uncontrollably, every muscle screaming in protest, yet buzzing with a strange residual energy. My own cock was still buried deep inside the redhead, and I could feel the gentle, rhythmic clenching of her walls as her orgasm slowly subsided.
"Don't move yet," she murmured, tightening her hold around my waist as her still-throbbing cock twitched inside me. "I want to feel you a little longer."
Her words made my entire spine melt.
We stayed like that for another 20 minutes. A tangled heap of limbs and sweat and satisfaction. The only sounds were our ragged breaths slowly evening out, the wet squelch of Akane slowly pulling out of me, the soft plop as my own softened rod slipped from the redhead's swollen, glistening pussy.
I barely had the strength to move. But I did, or I had to, or they would pull me into another round of sin.
"Have a good night, Aza~" Akane kissed my forehead, "tomorrow I'll show you the place."
Yeah... right, like I'll believe that. She's trying to brainwash me, and I hate to admit that it's working.
I stumbled away from the chaise, my legs feeling like jelly, every step a conscious effort. The room spun slightly, the scent of sex and incense thick in my nostrils, but I managed to leave and head straight to the third floor.
I got better along the way, my body humming with that strange, post-coital energy. My mind, however, was a mess.
"Damn!... she fucked the shit out of me," I muttered, slumping against the wall of the grand staircase.
"I need fresh air." I pushed myself off the wall and climbed the remaining steps, heading for the balcony I'd noticed earlier.
The night air was cool against my skin despite being in Hell, a welcome relief from the stifling heat of the Heart. Leaning against the ornate stone railing, I gazed out at the town, at the swirling, chaotic red and orange mists that made up the sky. It was beautiful in a terrifying, alien way.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, I noticed a movement down below. Narrowing my eyes, I spotted a familiar figure. A short, shy succubus with twin tails.
Rina.
"What is she doing out there all alone?" I murmured.
She was heading straight to a dark alleyway, her steps quick and furtive, a stark contrast to her usual timid demeanor.
Curiosity, and a strange, protective instinct I didn't know I possessed, urged me to follow at least with my eyes.
That's when I saw it.
"WHAT!!"
A pair of arms darted from the darkness and grabbed Rina, pulling her into the alley with a muffled yelp.
"Not good!"
Without a second thought, I leaped from the balcony.