Chapter 1189: ~Night is on Fire: Part-2~

Nightfire’s breath came in shaky bursts, her chest heaving, nipples still hard and glistening with sweat. Her whole body was still trembling from the climax he gave her—just from touching, licking, and playing with her tits and neck.

But her hunger hadn’t faded.

If anything, it had sharpened.

She turned slightly in his arms, her tongue slowly sliding over her lips, smearing the traces of his kiss as her pink eyes flicked downward.

And then she smelled it.

The thick, musky scent of his precum—hot, strong, and maddening—filled her nose. That smell... it hit her like a lightning strike, sending her succubus instincts into overdrive.

Her pink pupils dilated.

Her eyes burned with need.

Her tail swished wildly behind her.

Without a word, Nightfire twisted around, her body moving with an animalistic grace and wild erotic rhythm. Her soft curves rubbed against him as she crawled on all fours, pushing Aether backwards with surprising strength.

He let her. He didn’t resist.

He couldn’t.

She shoved him down onto the bed, and before he could even speak, she was already between his legs.

Kneeling like a predator. Unlike before... this was serious predator expression.

Her pink eyes stared hungrily at the massive, pulsing shaft standing proudly before her face. Thick veins throbbed down the sides of his cock, twitching with every breath he took. It glistened from the precum dripping freely from the swollen tip—already leaking, already needy.

And Nightfire looked at it like a wild, starving cat eyeing a dripping piece of meat.

"Fufufu~"

She giggled, licking her lips as strands of drool connected the top and bottom of her mouth. Her eyes sparkled with dangerous glee. Her voice came out low, sultry, whispering through a grin.

"You really shouldn’t play with fire, Aether... especially a horny little succubus like me."

Her hand moved first—fingers smooth and slow—grazing up the length of his cock with her palm, then wrapping gently around the base. Her touch was warm, sinful, her grip tight enough to pulse pressure into him. His cock jerked in her hand, twitching, thickening even more.

But she wasn’t done.

She leaned in slowly, painfully slow, her lips only inches from the tip. Her breath caressed him—hot and sweet, making his muscles tense and jaw clench. She opened her mouth, letting her tongue out—

Drip~

And then she drooled.

Thick, warm, syrupy saliva poured from her tongue straight onto the head of his cock, coating it completely. It slid down the shaft in messy trails, clinging to the sides, pooling where her fingers still held him. She drooled more—so much of it—like honey spilling from her mouth.

"Haaah... just look at you twitching~" she whispered, her voice dripping with lust.

Aether let out a groan, deep and guttural. His cock throbbed so hard it hurt. That scent from her—her own juices, her hot breath, the wet sounds of her lips and drool—it was overwhelming.

Her succubus traits were fully active now.

Her spit wasn’t just wet—it was coated in magical pheromones. It made his cock even more sensitive; every inch it touched started to burn with sweet tingles. Her drool wasn’t just lube—it was arousal itself.

It was addictive.... And she knew it.

Just like other predators.

Nightfire tilted her head and stared at his glistening, dripping cock like it was a holy relic.

"So thick... so swollen... I love how you smell, Aether. So raw. So male. It makes me ache inside..."

She licked him once—just once—slowly from the base to the tip, dragging her tongue up his length with an obscene, wet sound.

His whole body twitched.

"F-fuck..." Aether grunted, hips bucking slightly.

Nightfire giggled again. That sound—playful, dangerous—like she was enjoying every bit of control.

"You’ve teased me too much," she whispered. "Now it’s my turn to taste you. To play with you... until your cock can’t stop twitching."

She began slowly stroking him, her hands slippery from her own drool, her fingers sliding up and down his shaft with precision... unlike before.

She stared at the tip with glassy, pink eyes, pupils shaped like hearts, her mouth parting again.

And this time—she didn’t just lick.

She kissed the tip.

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Softly.

Sensually.

Then another kiss—lower, wetter. Then again—her lips sucking lightly, playfully, all over the head. She moaned softly into his skin like she was already tasting heaven.

And Aether groaned again.

His hands gripped the sheets. His breath came faster. Her kisses were too soft, too hot, too perfect.... And the warmth from her mouth made his cock feel like it was going to burst.

Nightfire’s lips stretched into a smile.

"I’m going to make you cum so hard just from sucking... you’ll forget your own name," she said softly.

"Because that’s what a good little succubus does for the man she loves... she worships his cock."

Her voice was full of devotion. And heat. And hunger.

And then, without warning—

Nightfire’s lips parted slowly, and with a long, low moan, she slid the tip of his cock past her tongue.

"Mmmmmmnn..."

The sound vibrated straight into him.

Warm. Wet. Her mouth wrapped around his shaft like velvet soaked in syrup. Her lips clung tightly around the head as she lowered herself inch by inch, her tongue swirling underneath, teasing the underside of the sensitive ridge. Her saliva mixed with his precum, creating slick, messy wet sounds that echoed softly through the room.

Aether groaned, his back arching slightly.

"F-fuck... Nightfire..."

She moaned again in response, the sound muffled around his cock as she took him deeper, letting the thick length stretch her mouth. Her tongue pressed against every inch she swallowed, slick and active—working him.

She wasn’t passive—she was devouring him like a treat she’d craved for days.

Her head moved with a slow, hypnotic rhythm.

Down. Up. Down again. Every time, deeper.

Strings of spit clung between her lips and his shaft as she pulled back, then slurped him back in with hunger. Her throat began to tighten as the tip of his cock reached the back of her mouth.

But she didn’t stop.

Nightfire moaned around him again and pushed deeper.

"Gghhck—mnnghh—!"

Her throat stretched. Her eyes fluttered.

Only god knows how much she wanted this!!

She was going to get thoroughly ~

His cock entered her throat—tight, slick, rippling around him. She gagged slightly, but she wanted it. Her hands grabbed his hips tightly, holding herself in place as her face pressed against his lower belly.

Her nose was buried in his skin.

His cock was now deep in her throat.

"Nightfire~damn~" Aether grunted, hands flying to her head instinctively.

She was choking on him, willingly, and moaning while doing it.

Throat muscles convulsed around his shaft, milking him like her body was made to do it. Her face flushed red, eyes watering slightly, but she was smiling around his cock, drunk on the taste and the feeling of being filled.

Succubus mouths were different—evolved for this.

Their throats were long, flexible, and full of heat. They could take every inch, coat it with saliva, and massage it with inner muscles.

A man could lose his soul in a succubus’s mouth—and some did.

Nightfire pulled back with a wet, gasping pop, thick strings of spit snapping between her lips and his cock. Her face was flushed, chin glossy with drool, eyes sparkling.

She panted softly.

Her hand wrapped around his shaft, now even more soaked, as she began stroking him while leaning in to lick his balls slowly.

Long, warm, worshipful licks. Her tongue dragged across the soft sack, tracing every curve, every vein. She nuzzled into it, lips brushing, breath hot and shaky.

"These too... so full... I can taste your cum already," she whispered, voice trembling with lust.

"It’s building up for me, isn’t it?"

She cupped his sack gently, her fingers fondling, kneading with just enough pressure to make him twitch. Her other hand kept stroking his cock, slick and fast now, while her tongue returned to his tip, swirling, flicking, teasing the leaking slit.

Aether’s thighs trembled.

His voice was ragged. "Y-you’re gonna make me cum—"

Nightfire giggled softly, eyes glowing pink, her expression proud and wicked.

"Good. I want it. Feed me, Aether. Pour it down my throat... let me drink every drop..."

Then she dove again.

This time, faster.

Her head bobbed with wet, slurping speed. The room filled with obscene noises—gagging, squelching, moaning. Her throat opened wider as she took him all the way to the hilt again and again, her cheeks hollowing, her saliva flooding his cock.

His sack bounced lightly with each thrust of her mouth.

She was fucking him with her face.

Her hands gripped his thighs tightly, squeezing, holding him down as if afraid he might pull away. Her eyes stared up into his—wet, hungry, glowing—and her tail wrapped around his ankle possessively.

She wanted his cum like a starving succubus wants a soul.

And Aether couldn’t hold back anymore.

His hips bucked. His cock twitched violently.

"Nightfire~f-fuckkk~!"

He exploded.

Thick, hot ropes of cum shot straight down her throat. She moaned as she swallowed, eyes rolling back, her throat bulging slightly as the pressure filled her mouth.

She didn’t pull back.

She stayed—lips sealed around the base, drinking him with soft, trembling hums. His cock pulsed again and again, and she swallowed each time with eager gulps.

His cum tasted divine to her.

To a succubus, semen was more than fluid. It was life. It was power. It was flavour. Sweet, salty, thick and hot—it hit her taste buds like bliss. Her body absorbed it, soaked in it, thrived on it.

Her nipples stiffened even harder as she drank, her pussy dripping freshly, aroused just from swallowing him whole.

When he was finally done, her lips slid off his cock with a slow, sticky pop. She opened her mouth, showing a little left on her tongue before swallowing again—on purpose.

She licked the head lovingly, gently, like she was worshipping an altar.

Then she giggled.

"Haahh... you came so much~ You taste like heat... like you’ve been holding it for me. Were you waiting for this, Aether?"

He lay there panting, dazed, cock twitching from oversensitivity.

"But I haven’t eaten enough, Aether~" she whispered, her voice dripping with need. She kissed his cock again, twitching.

Aether chuckled honestly, this feels... way too horny than anyone he did with... he didn’t want to compare but... this was the truth... Succubus knew how to tame a man and more than that.... H realised something too.

It was way more sensual than... with the Succubus Queen.

Did that mean... Succubus Queen didn’t use her powers?

But Wh--

"Ouch!"

Aether groaned. When Nightfire clenched his cock tightly, she glared at him, "Did you think another woman?"

Aether inwardly sweated... how come his girls easily found that... was it natural for every woman or just his only?

Nighfire snorted, "Looks like I need to teach you even more~ Lick~" She licked his cock with a serious face. She was going to suck him out and fill her mouth first.