Chapter 105 - Chapter 102: Episode 100 - Doll (2)
The sound broke from Sophia and Seon-ah's lips.
Sophia pulled away, realizing Seon-ah had emptied himself completely.
She glanced at Miel's Yin Mark, her expression darkening slightly.
Seon-ah, feeling the lingering, sticky sensation of being violated by different women from both above and below, tried to pull his member out of Miel.
But Sophia, positioned behind him, wouldn't allow it.
"It's too early to get her pregnant. You need to dump more inside."
"Huuut... Uh... How much more?..."
Sophia knew that when a succubus conceived, the pink of the Yin Mark faded to nearly white.
As the Demon King, she knew better than anyone that their race could only conceive when the pleasure between a succubus and her mate was pushed to the absolute limit.
After all, she was the one who had created the demons, most of whom were born female.
She had used bio-magic to experiment with the genes of various races, all to make it easier to breed soldiers for gate invasions.
It was her research into succubus genes that had bestowed the current demon population with the trait that made female births so common.
In a way, this Demon World was little more than her own massive laboratory.
But such idle thoughts had to be set aside.
There was a more pressing matter at hand.
If Miel didn't get pregnant, there was no telling how many more times this horrific act would have to be repeated.
Since it had already begun, she intended to keep him dumping inside until pregnancy was achieved.
Deciding it would be more effective to show him with her own body rather than explaining it, she began to move her hips again.
After he'd already emptied himself once, it was certain that more semen would leak out every time his sensitive member was jostled.
She felt a twinge of pity for the burden she was placing on Seon-ah, but she knew this was the best time to get Miel pregnant while his body was still primed.
As she moved her hips again, Seon-ah's expression stiffened.
"Ah! Ah!... I just, ugh!.. I... ugh! I already... blindfold... stop... please... huuut..."
Ignoring Seon-ah, whose words were slurring into incoherent moans, she thrust her hips violently.
Seeing Seon-ah's pitiful state, his lower body trembling uncontrollably, pained her, yet she strangely relished his moans.
It felt as if she were the one violating him.
More and more fluid flowed from between her legs.
It soaked Seon-ah's back as if a dam had broken.
Though the slippery sensation of her own fluids was a bit unpleasant, she felt a perverse excitement imagining them mixing with the semen on Seon-ah's tilted upper body.
It was rare for love fluids and semen to mix like this without their bodies being directly layered together.
Excited, Sophia reached down to the bed, bracing her arms to lean her torso forward and force more semen to pour from Seon-ah.
Then, she began to move her hips even faster.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ugh! Huuut! Heauuut! Hiik! Hick! Hick!"
Hiccuping, his moans sounded like air escaping a punctured lung; he couldn't hold it back anymore.
Unable to bear the pleasure, his upper body collapsed onto Miel, but Sophia didn't stop.
Instead, she manipulated Seon-ah's member with even more persistent, rhythmic thrusts.
As he continued to ejaculate inside her, white liquid overflowed from Miel's tightly clenching pussy, soaking the bed.
Intoxicated by the heavy, chestnut-blossom scent, Sophia's eyes grew hazy as she kept swaying.
She barely saw Seon-ah's pained expression; she just kept moving.
In the midst of it, Seon-ah twisted his body, desperate.
"Blindfold... blindfold... I'm dyin'... really... I'm dyin'...."
It had been too long since he'd endured such intense sex, and with the Yin Mark amplifying every sensation, he was at his breaking point.
He collapsed, hugging Miel's body and trying to steady his trembling form.
But Sophia, bumping her hips from behind, offered no reprieve.
Seon-ah wished she would just stop.
Sophia's persistent, wordless movements felt like retaliation for his "cheating" with another woman.
When that thought struck him, Seon-ah quickly begged for forgiveness.
"Hick.. sob... I... I was wrong... huut... please... I won't do it again..."
Tears leaked out as he pleaded, but her hips didn't slow.
Seon-ah continued to beg, his arms tightening around Miel.
Miel, half out of her mind, reflexively wrapped her arms around him and shoved her tongue into his open mouth.
Watching that, Sophia grew even more excited.
She told herself this was just a necessary act to create a child.
She hadn't expected Seon-ah to cheat, but the way he kissed and hugged Miel was excessive.
She didn't stop; she wanted him to feel the same intensity she felt, as if she were on the verge of breaking herself.
"Ugh... heauuu..."
She felt his entire body go limp.
Sophia was too aroused to notice that Seon-ah had lost all his strength.
She couldn't stop until Miel was pregnant, praying that Seon-ah wouldn't layer his body with this woman again.
Even though he was collapsed and barely visible, she kept moving.
She intended to move enough that Seon-ah wouldn't even think about sex for a long time.
While she shuddered with a sense of betrayal—seeing him enjoy this more than he did with her—she also wanted to capture this precious, broken side of him.
Watching Seon-ah pour it out like a faucet, fainting and waking in a cycle, she saw an amount of semen that could never be produced with her alone.
Sophia's confidence as a woman plummeted.
However, she consoled herself with the thought that once she possessed a vessel like Miel, she would be able to satisfy Seon-ah just the same.
The act with this woman might be more satisfying for now, but it would be different once she had the vessel she wanted.
Seon-ah's heart was hers, and if she took a vessel that looked exactly like this succubus, she would gain all the physical pleasure, too.
If she became a succubus, she could kill this woman and carve her own Yin Mark onto Seon-ah; the mother was proving unexpectedly useful.
Sophia decided that time would solve everything.
With those hopeful thoughts, she focused on making Seon-ah empty himself, until finally, it was over.
The smell of love fluids and semen filled the entire room.
She came to her senses and laid the collapsed Seon-ah next to the bed.
Nosebleeds were dripping from him, a testament to the immense pleasure he had endured.
When she looked at Miel's Yin Mark, Sophia couldn't help but be disappointed.
The mark was still pink.
Even after all that, the color hadn't faded like the milky liquid leaking from the hole.
'Haa... in the end, again... Miel and... Seon-ah...'
She wanted to get rid of this succubus, the obstacle between her and Seon-ah, but she had no choice given the vessel issue and the Yin Mark.
Since Seon-ah seemed clumsy at mating with his fragile body, she realized she might have to help him again.
She told herself she could endure this humiliation for Seon-ah's sake.
She looked at her lovely lover.
Covered in tears, nosebleeds, saliva, semen, and love fluids, he looked pathetic—and she knew they would be doing this all over again tomorrow.
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Miel began to feel something entering and moving inside her.
She assumed it must be her lovely Seon-ah serving her.
It was strangely exciting that he was moving himself instead of just receiving her from below like usual.
So she just lay there, enjoying his service.
She could feel his member poking here and there inside her, but she felt something was still lacking.
However, he suddenly started moving roughly, wrapping his arms around her and gripping her tightly.
When she kissed him to reward that lovely display, she saw him trying even harder to satisfy her.
He was her own, oh-so-lovely male.
At least, until she woke up from this dream and came to her senses...