The Damned Demon - Chapter 706

Chapter 706: A Divine Taste
Amelia’s eyes widened in shock as she peeked through the slightly ajar door, her breath hitching at the sight that greeted her.

Asher and Grace were entwined in a passionate embrace, their bodies pressed together, their breaths mingling in a dance of lust and passion.

She couldn’t believe what she was seeing—the usually composed, wise, and elegant Grace, now a writhing, moaning figure in Asher’s arms. A shiver ran down her spine as she wondered if Asher, with his insatiable appetites, would spare even her. She was old enough to be his grandmother.

Of course, he had gotten sexually involved with women twice older than Grace like Rebecca. But they were demons, and Grace was a human. And so, Amelia felt stumped for a moment.

However, the sound of footsteps echoing down the corridor snapped her out of her stupor. She quickly took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest as she saw Remy approaching. She forced a smile, trying to hide her flustered state.

“Amelia,” Remy greeted, his voice a low, cautious murmur. “Have you seen Hellbringer or my grandma? I’ve been looking to talk to them together.”

Amelia awkwardly chuckled as she quickly closed the door silently, her cheeks flushing as she hurried towards Remy, gesturing for him to follow her, “They are discussing something important. We should wait until they are done,” she said, her voice slightly breathless.

She felt Remy might faint if he saw what was going on in that room.

Remy nodded, understanding in his eyes. “Oh…Okay,” he replied, not wanting to disturb their important discussion.

As they walked away, Amelia couldn’t help but give a quick glance backwards, a soft smile playing on her lips.

After the initial shock, she felt a sense of relief and happiness for Grace, knowing that she was finally experiencing some joy and passion in her life.

It was a side of Grace she had never seen before, and it warmed her heart to know that even at her age and after everything she went through, Grace could still find happiness as a woman.

Meanwhile, within the room, Asher crouched before Grace, his hands roaming over her naked body with a reverence that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her.

Her breasts were a sight to behold with a gentle, natural fullness. They were like ripe, sun-kissed fruits, softened and sweetened by time, yet still alluring in their maturity.

Her nipples were erect, pale buds that begged for his touch, his mouth.

“Mhhnn~…”

Asher leaned in, his lips capturing one of her nipples, sucking it into his mouth with a hunger that drew out a soft, breathy moan from deep within her.

His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, teasing and tantalizing, before moving to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention.

He sucked and licked, his mouth hot and wet, leaving her breasts glistening with his saliva, a sheen of desire that reflected the dim light of the room.

Grace arched her back, her fingers raking through his moon-white hair as she pressed herself closer to him, her body aching for more.

“Ooohn~….Your mouth is too hot for my body~…” she moaned, her voice a breathy, sultry whisper that sent a surge of lust coursing through him.

Asher’s mouth moved lower, his lips trailing a path of kisses down her cleavage, her midriff, her stomach, each touch a spark that ignited a fire within her.

He kissed every inch of her skin as if it were a sacred ground, his touch a worship, a devotion. When he reached her pelvic area, he paused, his breath hitching at the sight of her vulva, adorned with a tuft of white pussy hair, a stark contrast against her pale skin.

He leans in, inhaling her scent deeply, a primal growl rumbling in his chest.

She was earthy, musky, a scent that was uniquely hers, and it drove him wild.

He looked up at her, his eyes locked onto hers, as he extended his tongue and took his first languid lick, parting her vulva along the way.

“Ohn~” Her body jolted as if struck by lightning, a gasp escaping her lips, wondering if it felt so overwhelming because it had been a long time or because it was him.

Asher smiled upon seeing her reaction and leaned in.

He sucked her soft pussy lips into his mouth, one at a time, his tongue swirling around them, drawing out a moan from deep within her. He took his time, exploring every fold, every crevice, his tongue delving deeper and deeper into her warmth.

She was slick and wet, her essence coating his tongue, a heady elixir that he swallowed eagerly.

“Ahhn~…Oohnnn~…You are frighteningly good at this~…Mnnn~…” Grace arched her neck backwards, her hands gripping his head as he ravaged her pussy with his mouth and tongue.

He found her clit, that sensitive little nub, and he lavished it with attention. He sucked it gently into his mouth, his tongue flicking against it rapidly.

“Haa-hnn!~” Grace pulled his face closer as if she wanted to rub her pussy against his face to feel more of this ecstasy he was giving her.

She could feel her sensitive bud swelling under his touch, his mouth hot and wet, which left her gasping for breath. She never thought her body could race to the peak so fast, especially at this age.

Her breath hitched, her hips bucking against his face as he drove her higher and higher. He could feel her tension building, her body warming up like a volcano ready to burst.

He redoubled his efforts, his mouth and tongue working in harmony to push her over the edge.

He sucked her clit hard, his tongue pressing against it firmly, and..

“HAANNNNGGG!!~~”

Grace’s loud, oily moan filled the entire room as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her body convulsed as she cried out her release, feeling a sense of bliss and ecstasy she had never felt before in her life.

She never knew there existed an orgasm that could make her feel this powerful and free.

Asher continued to suck and lick, drawing out her pleasure, drinking down her nectar until she felt her knees getting weak and had to support herself by using his shoulders to lean on with her hands,

But her body was sated, and her spirit soaring. He looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices, a devilish, satisfied smile on his lips, “You taste so sweet despite being so hot.”

Grace’s lips curved into an alluring smile, her eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and mischief. “Is that so?” she purred, her voice a sultry whisper that promised retribution and pleasure in equal measure, “Then it’s my turn to find out how you taste.”

With a sudden, swift movement, she pulled him up, her hands gripping his shoulders with a strength that belied her elegant frame.

She pushed him onto the bed, a playful smirk on her face as she took in the sight of him, his body sprawled out before her like a feast. Asher’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, a low chuckle escaping his lips as he watched her, his eyes darkening with anticipation.

Grace crouched down, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants, a slow, teasing tug that drew out a soft groan from deep within him. She pulled them down, her eyes widening in awe as his cock sprang free, thick and erect, a monster that stood tall and proud, a menacing aura surrounding it.

His ballsack was proportionately huge, a sight that sent a shiver of excitement and trepidation coursing through her.

“You…What kind of a demonic beast are you?” she murmured, her voice a breathy whisper that was part admiration, part astonishment. Her slender fingers reached out, wrapping around his shaft, a slow, exploratory stroke that drew out a low, guttural groan from deep within him.

Asher’s lips curved into a smirk, his eyes gleaming with a dark, lustful hunger, “Why don’t you find out with your mouth?” he challenged, his voice a low, rough rumble that sent a surge of excitement coursing through her.

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with a coquettish grin, “As you wish, my master,” she murmured, her voice a soft, sultry whisper that promised pleasure and submission in equal measure.

She opened her mouth wide, her lips stretching to accommodate his girth. She took the head of his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, a slow, exploratory lick that drew out a low, guttural groan from deep within him.

She was surprised to find that she could only take him halfway, her mouth already filled to the brim with his thick, hard flesh.

But she was undeterred, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on him, her hand stroking the base of his shaft in a slow, steady rhythm that drew out soft, breathy moans from deep within him. She relished the taste of him, the feel of him in her mouth, the power she held over him in this moment.

“Sllurrp~…Slrrrkkk~….Smmmmschhh~….”

“Nnnhgh…Your tongue is not bad as well…” Asher groaned, his elbows resting on the bed, his eyes fixed on the sight of her, her lips stretched wide around his cock, her head bobbing up and down in a dance of pleasure and submission.

Grace, emboldened by his words, decided to take him to the edge. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come.

And then, with a sudden, swift movement, she deepthroated him, her throat bulging as she forced his cock into the tight, wet confines of her throat.

“Ommmnffnnn~~….”

Her eyes fluttered in and out, her body trembling as she fought against the urge to gag, to pull back.

But she held on, her determination unwavering, her desire to please him, to satisfy him, a burning flame that consumed her entirely.

“Nhngh!” Asher’s eyes widened in surprise, a low, guttural groan escaping his lips as he felt the tight, wet heat of her throat enveloping him.

He sat up, his hands gripping her head, his fingers tangling in her hair as he held her in place, his hips bucking against her face as he chased his release.

“Take it all in!” he shouted, his voice a low, guttural roar that echoed through the room, a raw, animalistic sound that sent a wave of excitement coursing through her.

“Mmmmfff!!” Grace’s eyes widened as she felt the first warm, thick spurts of his cum exploding in her mouth, a sudden, unexpected rush that caught her off guard.

“Gulp!~ Gulp!~….” But she was quick to recover, her throat working to swallow every last drop, her eyes locked onto his as she took everything he had to give.

Asher’s body trembled, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into her mouth, his cum spilling out in thick, hot ropes that seemed to go on and on.

Grace gulped it down, her eyes watering, her body shaking with the force of her efforts. But she held on, her determination unwavering, her desire to please him, to satisfy him, a burning flame that consumed her entirely.

As the last of his delicious cum spilled into her mouth, Asher collapsed back onto the bed, taking a moment to relish the ecstasy coursing through his veins.

Grace pulled back, her lips glistening with the remnants of his thick milk as she licked them clean into her mouth, a satisfied, triumphant smile playing on her lips.

“You taste divine, my Master,” she murmured, her voice a soft, sultry whisper that made him feel hotter as she climbed onto the bed.

Her hand reached down, wrapping around his still-erect cock, her eyes blazing with a fiery, insatiable hunger. “But now…” she murmured, her voice a low, sultry growl that sent a shiver of anticipation coursing through him, “I want you to ravage me with your demonic cock.”