With a smirk, she leaned down, licking his length from base to tip.
He groaned as her warm tongue circled the head of his shaft.
"Mm, someone’s excited," she teased, her golden eyes glinting.
She licked her lips and wrapped her fingers around him, stroking his shaft.
"God, you’re fucking massive."
She squeezed his cock and pumped her hand, working him slowly, methodically.
You see, even though Seraphina had never actually been with anyone before, that didn’t mean she was inexperienced.
As a succubus, it came with the territory—instincts, knowledge, and an almost supernatural understanding of intimacy.
It wasn’t something she had to learn; it was something she was born with.
Reading body language, sensing desire, knowing exactly how to touch, speak, or move—these things came naturally to her. It wasn’t about practice. It was part of who she was.
And it made her an incredibly skilled lover.
Her instincts guided her. They told her when to move, where to lick, and how fast or slow to go.
Everything she did was based on those instincts, and the result was incredible.
The way her hand gripped his shaft.
The way her tongue glided over his skin.
The way her fingers traced his balls, lightly teasing him.
Every touch was designed to please, and Ethan could feel it, but after experiencing it with Lilith, his scale of pleasure was off the charts.
However, this does not mean that he does not feel pleasure from what Seraphina is doing; no, it is more like he can tell that she is nervous and someone who has never tried doing this, even with a toy.
And his guess is right. Seraphina has been in business since she graduated from college at the top of her class.
She never looked or thought about a man other than someone she could work with to achieve her goals.
She only cared for her family and her dream, so this was the first time she was trying to be intimate with a guy.
As such, while she could tell Ethan was enjoying it, the nerves kept her from giving him as much pleasure as her natural instinct could.
Still, seeing Ethan’s reactions to her every movement drove her crazy, and the feeling of power, of control, was intoxicating.
After a few moments, she decided that her tongue wasn’t enough, and she leaned down and took him fully into her mouth.
She moaned softly as she wrapped her lips around his cock, taking him deep.
Her tongue swirled around his shaft, tasting his pre-cum.
As her mouth worked him, her fingers teased his balls, gently massaging them.
His groans and gasps of pleasure encouraged her.
He reached down and gripped her hair, his hips rising as she bobbed her head up and down.
The heat and wetness of her mouth felt amazing.
But what really got him was her enthusiasm.
There was no hesitation, no timidity.
Only passion.
The kind that only comes from genuine desire.
Her lips and tongue worshipped his cock, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.
Finally, after several minutes of relentless sucking, he couldn’t take anymore.
With a final groan, he came into her mouth, his body trembling slightly as his cum left his dick and entered her mouth.
Seraphina didn’t stop sucking until every drop was gone, and only then did she release him, licking her lips.
She gave him a wicked smile.
"That was delicious," she purred.
Then, she stood up, slowly stripping off her soaked panties.
They fell to the floor, and her glistening pussy came into view.
It was dripping wet.
Ready.
Ethan stared at her naked body.
At her perfect breasts.
Her toned abs.
The way her curves flowed into one another, creating an elegant figure.
"Are you just gonna stare at me, or are you going to fuck me, little brother?" she teased.
"Oh, I’m definitely going to fuck you," Ethan replied.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
He got off the bed and moved behind her, his hands resting on her hips.
"Get ready."
Before she could reply, he lifted her up and placed her on the bed.
Then, without a second thought, he grabbed her legs and spread them wide, positioning himself between her thighs.
Seraphina gasped.
She could feel his tip rubbing against her slit.
"Don’t tease me, Ethan," she warned.
"Don’t worry," he replied.
"I won’t."
With a grunt, he pushed his dick inside her, his entire length filling her.
"Aahh! Yes!"
Seraphina’s body arched, her legs wrapping around his waist as his cock buried itself deep inside her.
Her pussy squeezed around him, and her inner muscles clenched.
"God, that feels good," she moaned.
He began moving slowly, his hips pumping rhythmically.
Seraphina threw her head back, her eyes half-closed as his cock stretched her.
"F-Fuck," she groaned. "This is amazing."
Ethan didn’t respond.
Instead, he just continued pounding into her, his movements smooth and controlled.
She met his thrusts, her hands clutching his arms, urging him on.
"Deeper," she whimpered.
"Harder."
His grip tightened, and he slammed into her, his cock slamming against her G-spot.
"Yes! Oh god, yes!"
He leaned forward, pressing his chest against hers, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
Their eyes locked, and for a moment, it was like nothing else existed except the two of them.
Just two souls connected in a primal dance of lust.
And as they lost themselves in each other, the rest of the world fell away.
Everything melted away, and there was nothing but pleasure, heat, and ecstasy.
It was raw and animalistic.
A symphony of carnal bliss.
Ethan thrust harder, and Seraphina’s nails dug into his back.
"Mmm... Fuck, I love this," she panted.
"I know."
He kissed her neck, his tongue flicking over her earlobe.
She let out a small moan.
"You’re mine, Seraphina."
"Y-yes. Oh, fuck. Yours," she agreed.
Their lips met, and they lost themselves in the moment, their bodies moving as one.
Every stroke sent ripples of pleasure coursing through them.
"More," she begged. "Please."
He increased his pace, driving into her with reckless abandon.
The sound of their skin slapping echoed throughout the room.