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Dyf was keeping his word, taking his part of the incubus’s drain. The strange weakness eased as Daeary absorbed both our life forces. He panted, his mouth open, licking his lips as he held my gaze.
“Keep going, Daeary.”
I was no longer terrified. Instead, I needed to come so desperately, I was going out of my mind. He grinned, giving me a hint of the old, cocky Daeary I’d met when I first got to this realm. Then he got down to business, swirling his tongue and suckling on my clit.
“Fuck, yes, Daeary!”
His pace quickened, his tongue driving into my core. The passion built inside of me like a tidal wave as he drove me to the edge again and again, without allowing me to tip over.
“Please, don’t stop!” I begged for release, my voice hoarse with need. My thoughts raced, a jumble of fear and lust, as I prayed that I’d survive this.
“Almost there,” Daeary whispered against my cunt, his breath hot and enticing. Then he sucked on my clit, and it was all over.
On a scream, the tension released into a mind-blowing orgasm, convulsing my body while Daeary held me tight. The world shrunk in on itself, leaving only the sensation of his mouth on me, his tongue still lapping at my overflowing juices, every drop precious to his survival.
As the pleasure finally ebbed, I collapsed onto him, my chest heaving from the intensity of my climax. I could feel the change in Daeary beneath me, his body warming as he absorbed the energy he needed for his survival.
“My turn,” Dyf said behind me with a wicked chuckle.
I shifted until I could turn enough to watch. Daeary’s cock stood proud, hard, and glistening. Dyf’s large hand held it upright, presenting it to me like a gift. The sight, together with Daeary’s groan, sent a fresh wave of desire through me.
Dyf winked and then lowered his head and took Daeary into his mouth.
The demon jumped as if electrified, his body tensing. Dyf pulled his cock back out and swirled his tongue around the top. Daeary’s face showed the strain, the battle between his need for release, and the fear of draining too much energy from Dyf.
I swallowed hard at the risk we were taking to save the incubus. Even Dyf, who owed nothing to the demon, was putting himself at risk because I’d asked him to.
Although judging by his enthusiasm, he wasn’t exactly hating it. His lips slid along the length of Daeary’s cock, his tongue teasing and tasting. This wasn’t a quick blowjob to get the task done. Dyf seemed to love taking the demon as far as his throat allowed.
My cunt clenched, and a shuddering breath escaped me. I raised a hand to cup one breast, feeling the hardened nipple against my palm.
“Damn, Dyf. That’s so fucking hot.” I could barely hear myself over the two men’s groans. But he lifted his head and winked again, grinning around Daeary’s cock.
The incubus’s head was thrown back, and he panted with his mouth open. His body tensed and rocked into Dyf’s mouth. Daeary’s breathing grew ragged, and when he finally came on a long exhale, the air pulsed with energy.
“Thank you,” he whispered after he got his breath back, his voice hoarse and spent. “Both of you.”
I leaned in to kiss him, my tongue exploring his mouth and tasting the remnants of my arousal on his lips. The mix of salt, musk, and sweetness twisted something in my lower belly, and a new rush of excitement coursed through me.
Dyf moved closer, his cock hard against my ass. He gripped my hips as he positioned himself behind me. Teasingly, he rubbed the head of his cock against my slick entrance before sliding into me, giving me what I needed.
“Ah, fuck,” I moaned, as he moved. His thrusts were shallow at first, but soon, he drove deeper and deeper into me, stretching my cunt and slamming against my inner walls. Every time he bottomed out, he stopped, gyrating his hips, setting my inner nerves alight.
And each time, I pushed back, urging him to take me harder, faster. Dyf quickened his pace, his fingers digging into my flesh.
“Fuck me, Dyf,” I gasped, my voice ragged as I clung to Daeary’s shoulders, desperate for something to anchor me to reality. “Make me come.”
“Anything for you,” he growled, his voice thick with passion. He reached around me and found my clit. It didn’t take long until his clever fingers pushed me over the edge, the world shattering as my orgasm overwhelmed me.
As I shook and writhed on top of Daeary, whose eyes were glowing like hellfire, Dyf let out a low, guttural moan, his own climax washing over him. He thrust deeply, milking every last drop of pleasure from our joined bodies, before finally falling against me, his breath hot and ragged against my neck.
“Goddess, Beth,” he panted, his voice filled with awe. “You are truly incredible.”
I was worried our joint weight might squash the incubus, but he’d passed out. His breathing was steady, and color had returned to his cheeks. Our job was done.
“Did we do good?” I asked, my voice barely audible as exhaustion overtook me. My body ached with exhaustion, and my vision blurred as I nestled into Dyf’s arms.
“We did, Beth,” Dyf murmured, pulling me close to him as we collapsed beside Daeary. “As a boon, he took your fever as well.”
