Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Doesn’t That Feel Good? (R18+)
Ethan didn’t let up.

His hand moved in slow, careful circles, his thumb tracing gentle pressure over Lilith’s most sensitive spot. Her body jerked again, tighter this time, her breath catching in her throat.

She clung to him, shaking against his chest, every muscle tense and eager for more. The afterglow hadn’t faded — and he was already pulling her back into the fire.

Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and half-focused. “You’re going to make me cum again,” she whispered.

He didn’t answer. He just kissed her, deep and slow, while his fingers kept moving. She whimpered into his mouth, her hands gripping his arms as another tremor rolled through her.

Lilith trembled against him, her nails digging into his biceps.

“Yes,” she moaned, her voice thick and urgent.

Her legs tightened around him, and she pushed her hips forward, the sudden friction sending a jolt of electricity through him.

She moaned again, louder, and he answered by slipping a second finger inside her, pushing deeper, the pressure increasing.

“That’s it,” she panted, her back arching, her eyes squeezed shut.

Her body shook, and her pussy clenched, his cock throbbing deep within.

Ethan didn’t pause.

His fingers worked steadily, drawing the pleasure out, the tempo building.

He watched her, mesmerized, every twitch, sigh, and tremor sending a thrill through his body.

The air crackled around them, the scent of sweat and sex thick and sweet.

Lilith’s eyes flashed open, meeting his.

“I’m gonna—”

Her voice cut off in a gasp, and her legs tensed, her whole body quivering, the pleasure reaching a fever pitch.

Her grip on him tightened, her spine curving, her face contorted with bliss.

“Yessss,” she moaned, her breath stuttering.

“Oh fuck!”

He could feel her coming apart beneath him, her muscles squeezing, her pulse racing.

It was intoxicating.

Seraphina, who had stayed close behind and watched all of this, let her hands roam his back. Her lips brush over his shoulder, then lower, pressing warm kisses along his spine.

“I want a turn,” she said softly, teasing.

Lilith let out a shaky breath, her voice low and playful. “Is that so? Take him, then.”

Seraphina didn’t wait.

She shifted, gently pulling Ethan back, her hands guiding him down until his back touched the sheets.

Lilith moved with him for a moment, still wrapped around him, before finally easing off with a soft, satisfied moan.

She slid to the side, breath still unsteady, her skin glowing. “All yours.”

Ethan barely had time to recover before Seraphina straddled him.

Her hands pressed against his chest, steadying herself as she leaned in and kissed him, slow and deep. Her hair fell around his face like a curtain, her breath warm, her lips soft.

He couldn’t help but moan into the kiss, his hands drifting to her thighs, gripping her hips, pulling her closer.

Seraphina broke the kiss, her lips trailing along his jaw, down his throat, her body shifting forward. His erection, still slick with Lilith’s wetness, settled between her legs, the head nudging her entrance.

She shuddered, a soft gasp escaping her lips, her hips tilting.

Ethan could feel her heat, her clenching, and shivering.

Her thighs tightened around his, her knees spreading, and the angle shifted, his shaft pushing inside her.

“God, you dick feels so good,” she murmured, her palms flattening against his chest, her eyes fluttering closed.

The compliment made his heart swell, and he grinned.

“Why, thank you.”

Her response was a smirk, and her hips began to roll, sliding him deeper, her pace smooth and unhurried.

Lilith leaned close, her cheek pressed against his, her breath warm on his skin.

“That’s it,” she murmured, her fingers gliding up his stomach, over his chest, nails dragging lightly across his nipples.

He sucked in a breath, the sensation sparking through his body.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” she whispered, her tongue darting out, tracing the shell of his ear.

“Fuck yes.”

Seraphina let out a pleased little sigh, her head tipping back, her hips rising, then sinking down, taking him inch by inch.

Her breasts swayed with the movement, and his gaze traveled down, lingering on the curve of her waist, the dip of her navel, the smooth, pale expanse of her stomach.

She was exquisite.

Her eyes locked onto his, a coy smile tugging at her lips, her hips dropping lower.

“Ohhh,” she breathed, her head rolling back, her shoulders relaxing, the tension melting away.

Lilith watched them both, her face hovering inches from his, her fingers ghosting over his skin, a smile on her lips.

“You look beautiful,” she murmured, her tone tender.

Seraphina didn’t answer. She didn’t need to.

Instead, her hips dropped further, his cock sliding deep inside her, her ass resting firmly against his hips, the sensation making them both groan.

Seraphina’s palms glided over his abs, her hands resting on his stomach, her touch gentle.

“Don’t move,” she said, her voice low, husky.

Ethan obeyed.

He let her take control, her pace slow, measured, each motion deliberate, sensual.

She rolled her hips, grinding against him, her inner walls tight and slick.

Her breathing deepened, and her movements became smoother and easier.

The friction between them intensified, the tension mounting. Their bodies slid together, skin against skin, the contact electric.

Her eyes met his, and her lips parted, a soft sigh escaping.

“You’re so big,” she breathed, her voice strained, her words punctuated by short, sharp breaths.

“Fills me perfectly.”

Lilith smiled, her eyes shining, her teeth catching her lower lip.

“Do you like the way he feels?”

Seraphina groaned, her pace quickening, the motion growing desperate, erratic.

“Yes,” she gasped, her spine curving, her head tipping back.

“I can’t get enough.”

Lilith laughed softly, her hand wandering down his stomach, her fingers trailing along his hipbone.

“Keep going,” she encouraged, her tone encouraging, her eyes sparkling.

“You’re doing great.”

“So close,” Seraphina moaned, her eyes drifting shut, her nails digging into his chest, her movements frantic, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

Ethan gripped her thighs, his thumbs grazing the smooth, supple skin, his cock throbbing, aching to thrust, to claim her, to bury himself deep inside.