Kitsune were beings unlike most that fed through dual cultivation.
The reason was because of how their bodies were made naturally.
Unlike other beings of sexual hunger, a kitsune was known to literally have two pussies. The reason was actually a really complicated one.
Firstly, unlike other demons that gave birth to their young and mostly discarded them, expecting them to survive on their own, Kitsune were different. They were nurturers by nature and instinct.
For this reason, they had two pussies. One for the sake of draining men and the second for birthing children.
The idea of it was to not taint the child, allowing them to come into the world pure and nature red that way.
In fact, there were rumors that at their core, kitsune should not be demons and survive merely on yanf energy from men.
But the world was a place without forgiveness, and their kind was too fragile for it. They could not survive amongst humans for their addictively seductive nature. And amongst demons, they were considered weak.
They used one pussy to drain men, and second to birth their young.
Anyone that knew their kind, knew that their weak points was actually the one that allowed for birthing.
Right now, Eros had penetrator that hole.
Lady Sayuri tried to pull away, but Eros held her tail firm. And then he pushed her down, such that her ass was ’n’ shape to himself.
And then he intensionally increased the size of his manhood inside her, therefore forcing pressure on her pussy walls.
And then came the pounding.
Again and again, he sounded her insides. Her arms flared. Her fingers clawed at the mattress beneath her. The pleasure. Oh the pleasure he forced into her being.
Never ever did she believe that she coukd experience such peak of pleasure.
At such a time, she raised her head, her eyes meeting with those of her kind. Those that she was supposed to lead.
No! She couldn’t let tge pleasure get to her. She was their mistress right now. And she had already bowed to one human before to save her tribe. She could not just bow to another.
No! If she did, where would her pride as a Kitsune go? Where would her pride as a servant under the succubus queen go?
No! Regardless of the wonders of this Rod smacking against her womb, she had to give it her best.
And so she turned to Eros. Her beautiful eyes, focused with her furry.
Eros raised a brow at this. But then she moved. She flipped him like he was pancake, suddenly landing on his body.
"How dare you abuse my body as you like? You think you can just enjoy my flesh as you like? Since you want to taste the horrors of a Kitsune’s tight pussy hole, then I shall let you feed on my wrath."
Her three tails suddenly came together in the air, as if to weave hand signs into being. And then Eros eyes moved to look at her lower body. He frowned a bit, surprise clear in his eyes. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel✶fire.net
"What is this? What is happening to my king?" Amanda grabbed Belamorte by the neck, her facial features in an obvious struggle whether to enter her Naga snake form or not.
Belamorte intimidated by the Primordial energy she cultivated, instantly gave in to explain.
"Lady Sayuri is using an ancient technique. It is one that heard only the Succubus queen ever used to tame men, demons and gods."
"What is it? What does it do?" She demanded the answer furiously.
Belamorte answered instantly. "It allows her to vibrate her pussy walls at such speeds that its like having meat in a grinder. The only differencebeing that her pusdy now acts as a milker. Such incredible technique and control of the sexual organ shoukd not be possible. Others have tried to emulate the technique but end up dead because they twist their insides and also kill their sex partner in the process. In truth, this is the first time I am also sering it."
He replied with wide eyes at what he was seeing.
Amanda panicked too. But Ngozi held her hand. "Don’t do it. Trust him."
Amanda turned to her, a cettain gaze on her eyes. She nodded.
Alexis on the other hand, observed the exchange between the two women.
And then her eyes went back to Eros on the sex battlefield.
She could not help but think. ’What kind of trust do they have in that masked man?’
A memory stirring in her mind. It was of her father mother. Back then, she was young, and they were still alive.
During hunting in the woods, a tree had accidentally fallen. But before it would hit her mother, her father had stepped in, defending with his back.
He had looked at her while blood fell from the back of his head. He smiled.
Surprisingly, her mother only had a loving expression when she looked at her man.
Later she had asked. ’Why do you trust father so much?"
The reply had been a simple one. "Because he is My Man." Her mother smiled back, "if you ever find a man willing to put his life on the line for his woman, hold on to him tight."
Now, she looked at the two women again. Ever since entering this dungeon, Eros had always put their safety before his own. And even now, he was fighting for them.
Whereas, her so called husband–
She turned to the beat man in the corner. She felt incredible disgust at Luke.
She turned back to the erotic battlefield.
Lady Sayuri’s ass as she rode Eros huge cock slammed up and down had, but then it still vibrated in the process.
"What do you think of my technique? Is it good. Are you about to lose yourself to my will? Tell me... causr i know you want to cum. You want to shoot your load in my juicy pussy hole. Say it. Confess it. Confess your submission to my incredible hole."
However just when she turned to look at the expression on Eros’s face, a kind of dread washed through her.