Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey - Chapter 1190: ~Night is on Fire: Part-3~

Chapter 1190: ~Night is on Fire: Part-3~
Nightfire’s lips were still glistening with his cum as she pulled away from Aether’s cock, but the moment her tongue swept up the last drop from his tip, she looked up at him with that same burning, needy gaze.
She licked her lips again, slow and deliberate, tasting every leftover drop like it was sacred.
“That wasn’t enough. I’ve waited too long… my belly’s still not full… I want more inside. More of your cum. More of your taste…”
Aether barely had time to recover before she leaned down again, wrapping her lips around his cock once more, sucking gently, lovingly, then faster—like she was coaxing another round straight from his core.
“Mnnnhhh~”
Her mouth slid deeper again. This time it was messier, wetter, needier. The way she worshipped his cock was obscene. Loud slurping noises filled the air as her saliva poured freely, drooling down his shaft, onto his sack, and soaking the sheets beneath her.
She was drinking him like she wanted to fill her stomach—literally.
Aether’s body jerked again, oversensitive, his cock already thickening again under her expert tongue and mouth.
She literally… showed what a Succubus was capable of.
Aether felt like she was using him like a toy… though it annoyed him, but sure, he let her happy after all she had been hungry for years.
Now feasting to her heart’s content!
He looked down through the mess of her hair—and that’s when he saw it.
Nightfire’s other hand wasn’t idle.
It was buried between her thighs.
Her fingers were sliding inside her own dripping black pussy, thrusting in and out fast and sloppy. Her slick juices coated her thighs, shimmering in the low candlelight, the scent drifting thick into the air again.
She was cumming.
Right there, while sucking him, she was hitting her third orgasm—her thighs trembling, her fingers curling deep inside herself as her mouth moaned around his cock.
“F-fuck! Nightfire… stop for a second and show me.”
He reached forward, grabbing her by the hair—not roughly, but with dominance—and pulled her head back gently. He couldn’t stay idle, could he?
His cock popped free of her mouth with a messy wet sound, connected to her lips by long strings of saliva.
She looked up, breathing hard, her face a beautiful mess of sweat, drool, and bliss.
“A-Aether…?”
“Show me that pussy. Turn around.”
[+4000 AP]
Her cheeks flushed, just slightly, a rare, vulnerable glint in her pink eyes. But she obeyed. Obedience came naturally to a succubus when her partner took control with lust.
She crawled forward, not leaving his cock for long. Even as she turned her body, she bent down again to kiss the shaft, keeping it close to her mouth, licking the underside as she adjusted her position.
Then she arched her back—slowly—until her thick, round ass was high in the air.
Right before his face.
And there it was.
Her dark, black pussy—glossy, glistening, soaked. It was twitching, clenching, gasping for touch, dripping juice down her inner thighs in thick trails. Her folds pulsed with heat, the slick skin spreading slightly with every breath, like it was panting.
Her pussy breathed… literally hungry, alive with lust.
The scent slammed into Aether’s face like a wave.
Warm… Wild…. Addictive!!
A deep, dark sweetness—part woman, part succubus, part sin. He inhaled without hesitation, letting the thick aroma fill his lungs. His throat went dry. His heart thudded.
She smelled like pure lust… a smell that only enticed him more and more.
Like his favourite smell!… His Favourite food!!
He could drink this scent forever.
Her nectar didn’t just smell good—it called to him. Like a drug, like a promise, like something he was born to taste. His cock throbbed violently beneath her tongue, getting even bigger, even harder.
“Haah… hhhhnnn~” Nightfire gagged a little in surprise as it swelled inside her mouth. Her tongue pressed hard to the bottom, her throat not ready for the sudden thickness.
But Aether didn’t speak.
He leaned forward… and licked.
Lick~
His tongue ran along the outer lips of her pussy—slow and deep, dragging up the curve of her folds, tasting every drop of her cum as she quivered from the touch.
“AHHN~!”
She moaned onto his cock, her mouth shaking around it, almost choking again.
He licked her again.
Long… Slow…. From bottom to top.
And then he spread her cheeks with both hands.
Her ass was smooth, soft, jiggling lightly with each breath. Her hole pulsed just above her dripping pussy, her tail curling tightly with embarrassment and lust. Her whole lower body was flushed—dark skin shining with sweat and arousal.
Damn that dark pussy!!
Not sure because he only saw pink, but this literally made him hot and throbbing for it!!
Aether buried his face between her thighs.
His tongue dove into her pussy, pushing past the trembling folds, tasting her slick insides as she screamed around his cock.
“MNNNGHHHH~AAAHHH~!”
Her thighs clenched around his head, hips grinding down involuntarily. She couldn’t help it—his tongue felt too good, too deep, too hot. Her fingers twisted around his cock tighter, stroking and squeezing it as she deep-throated him again, her throat tightening with each thrust.
It became a wild, messy, perfect cycle of pleasure.
She sucked him.
He ate her.
She moaned around his shaft.
He groaned into her folds.
His tongue swirled, flicked, licked her inner walls as he tasted everything—her raw nectar, her clenching pussy, her fluttering entrance. He drank it down like it was wine meant only for him.
And her body responded perfectly.
Aether felt her hole squeeze tightly against his tongue—her fourth orgasm approaching like a storm.
She whimpered onto his cock, body trembling, tail wrapping tightly around his wrist. Her pussy clenched and gasped. Her moans grew louder and messier.
“A-Aether~I~ah~I can’t—I’m gonna cum againnnnn—!”
Nightfire trembled uncontrollably, her moans muffled and wet as she kept his cock buried down her throat. Her entire body jerked forward as he latched his lips to her clit and sucked—hard.
And her next orgasm exploded like fire—
“Ffffnnngh—!!” she screamed into his cock, her voice shaking and soaked in heat.
Her pussy was flooding.
A gush of hot, sweet liquid sprayed from her cunt—thick and warm, squirting straight into his mouth like a flood bursting through—her body convulsing with the force of it. She gasped and choked on his cock, her moans rising into raw, uncontrollable cries as she collapsed slightly forward, yet refused to stop sucking him.
Aether drank.
Every single drop.
He didn’t flinch, didn’t pull away. He devoured her squirt like a starving beast finding the fountain of youth. Her juices flowed over his tongue, down his throat, coating his lips and chin. It tasted like lust and love mixed into ambrosia—bittersweet, sinful, and addictively warm.
It had weight. It had flavor. Like spicy, fermented fruit wine brewed deep in the womb of a goddess.
He moaned into her pussy, slapping her ass hard enough to make it ripple beautifully above him.
Nightfire screamed again around his cock, saliva and precum mixing as she gagged in bliss, her own tongue swirling around his head.
She didn’t want to lose.
Her pride—her lust—her succubus instincts flared violently. Even through her own orgasm, her body trembling, dripping, leaking, and melting, she kept milking him.
She slid deeper, sucking like her life depended on it, letting his cock slam into her throat as she moaned and gagged again and again, wild and messy.
She felt his balls tense, swollen and warm, brushing her chin with every pump of her mouth. She reached down, fondling his sack with her slick fingers, playing with his heavy orbs while still swallowing him whole.
Aether grunted, hips twitching beneath her, but he wasn’t done with her yet.
He slipped a finger between her cheeks, rubbing slow circles around her tight asshole while his tongue still fluttered across her clit. She gasped so loud his cock twitched violently in her throat. He chuckled, then pressed a bit more firmly.
“Such a naughty girl…” he muttered against her soaked lips. “You like that? Being tongue-fucked, ass teased, while your throat’s stuffed full of my cock?”
She whimpered into his shaft, her eyes rolling up, her body shuddering violently.
Her pussy spasmed again—still sensitive, still leaking—and she almost came a fifth time just from those words and his finger teasing her rear.
Her asshole clenched around nothing, begging, twitching every time he brushed it. She started grinding back, trying to sit on his face, offering him everything.
And he took it.
“~mmm~Aaa~”
He sucked her clit again—hard—and shoved two fingers into her gushing pussy, twisting deep while his tongue circled her rim. His face was buried in her ass, his mouth drinking her while she desperately deepthroated him.
Their moans blended.
The sound of saliva, sucking, moaning, flesh slapping, and dripping cum filled the room like a symphony of sex.
Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm—flesh on flesh, mouth to cock, tongue to pussy, throat to shaft, fingers to curves.
She spread her cheeks wider for him, allowing his tongue and fingers full access. Her ass jiggled with every thrust of his mouth, her pussy squirting more, pussy lips swelling and glistening with juice.
Slurrrppp~
He licked her again, noisily, greedily.
MFFF~
She gagged again, messily, greedily.
They were feeding off each other, devouring pleasure like beasts long denied.
Her curves were trembling, her pussy leaking uncontrollably, her body twitching with overstimulation. His balls clenched tight, his cock pulsing harder with every suck from her mouth.
Her voice, raw and broken, echoed as she lifted her head just for a second, panting, “Don’t stop… please don’t stop… I’ll drink all of you… just… keep licking me honry pussy…”
Then she took him back down fully again—her throat bulging, saliva drooling from her lips as she sucked harder, her moans sending powerful vibrations through his cock.
And he—
Aether closed his eyes, locked in her taste, her scent, her heat.
He couldn’t stop.
He wouldn’t.
Not until she screamed again.
Not until her ass shook from another orgasm.
Not until her pussy squirted into his mouth like a second fountain.
And he’d drink her dry.
Meanwhile… a figure standing near the window watching them with dark purplish blue eyes.
