Chapter 9
by 
Wisdomsand010302
The night is still young
A virgin's golden glow
The Virgin’s Golden Glow – A Feast for the Incubus
The Hunger Grows – A New Sense Awakens
Torino's alleys pulsed with life, a symphony of heartbeats and whispered desires that thrummed through Stefano’s veins like dark electricity. The Osiris ring burned against his skin, the fallen divinity's hunger gnawing at him, demanding more.
He had taken Marina. Had bred her.
But it wasn’t enough.
His incubus form was still weak, his powers barely a fraction of what they could be. The ring whispered to him, its voice slithering through his mind like a serpent coiling around prey.
You need purity
Stefano’s nostrils flared. His vision shifted again, the world painted in hues of lust—pink for fertile women, deep crimson for those already claimed, and—
Gold
A virgin. The fertile golden glow flared in his awakened senses.
His lips curled into a predatory grin.
There.
Five meters away, nestled between the throngs of late-night revelers, a slender figure stood at a crosswalk—Chiara Moretti, a quiet art student who frequented the museum’s archives.
Eighteen. Shy. Untouched.
And her golden aura dripped with life-****, a feast for the incubus stirring within him.
Stefano licked his lips.
Tonight, he would devour her.
The Hunt Begins – Stalking Prey
Chiara adjusted her backpack's straps, the young woman's lithe fingers trembling slightly. She had stayed late at the university library again, losing herself in sketches of Renaissance sculptures, her cheeks flushing whenever her gaze lingered too long on the nude figures.
She didn’t notice the shadow following her.
The young student didn’t notice the way the streetlights dimmed as Stefano stepped closer.
She stayed unaware—until his voice slid into her mind.
Look at me
Chiara’s breath hitched.
Her head turned, mechanically, beyond her will, no there was someone... Something else, insidious, devilish inside her mind, the young woman's wide, doe-like eyes locking onto the incubus.
The demon's gaze glowed, violet embers burning in the darkness.
Come here
Her feet moved before she could think, carrying her toward the alley beside the bus stop.
No one will hear you
The words wrapped around her thoughts, smothering her fear, leaving only a tingling warmth between her thighs. Stefano towered over her, his massive frame, the aphrodisiac pheromones seeping with each corrupt breath...
You will serve
Chiara’s lips parted. The young university student's hazel eyes dilated, a pink glow simmering deep within her pupils as the incubus hypnotic hold strengthened on her weak mind,
"W-Who are you…?"
Stefano didn’t answer.
He pushed her against the damp brick wall, his body caging her in, his cock already throbbing against her stomach.
Mine
The First Taste – Breaking Innocence
Chiara’s pulse raced, her chest rising and falling in shallow, frantic breaths. Stefano’s fingers traced her jawline, tilting her face up, his thumb brushing over her plush bottom lip.
"Open," he commanded, his voice laced with hypnotic power.
Chiara obeyed.
Her mouth fell open, her tongue peeking out—pink, innocent, perfect.
Stefano didn’t hesitate.
He shoved two fingers into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue, testing her gag reflex.
Chiara whimpered, her eyes watering, but she sucked, her lips sealing around his digits like she was born for this.
Good girl
The praise sent a shiver down her spine.
Stefano withdrew his fingers, glistening with her saliva, and dragged them down her neck, over the collar of her sweater, stopping just above her small, perky breasts.
"Take this off."
Chiara’s hands trembled as she pulled the fabric over her head, exposing her pale, slender frame to the cold night air. Her nipples pebbled, stiff and sensitive, her skin flushing under his gaze.
Stefano smirked.
"Now the rest."
The Deflowering – A Virgin’s Surrender
Chiara’s panties hit the pavement with a whisper of fabric, her body bare for the first time in front of a man.
Stefano drank in the sight of her—her narrow waist, the soft curve of her hips, the neat, strawberry-blonde patch between her thighs.
And her scent—sweet, untainted, pure—made his cock leak precum against his slacks.
Kneel
Chiara dropped to her knees, the rough pavement scraping her skin, but she didn’t care. Not when Stefano’s hands were undoing his belt, not when his monstrous cock sprang free, slapping against her cheek.
Her eyes widened.
"T-Too big—"
Stefano gripped her hair.
You’ll take it
And then he shoved himself down her throat.
Chiara gagged, her nose buried in his pubes, her throat stretching obscenely around his girth. Tears spilled down her cheeks, her nails clawing at his thighs, yet Stefano fucked her face like a fleshlight, his hips pistoning, his balls slapping against her chin.
Swallow
She had only one job. To pleasure her demonic master.
When he came, his cum flooded her throat, thick and tainted, laced with the incubus’s corruptive essence.
Chiara coughed, her petite body convulsing under his aphrodisiac semen's power, but Stefano wasn’t done.
He yanked her up, spun her around, and bent the young slender woman over a discarded crate.
This will leave a mark
His cock pressed against her virgin entrance.
Chiara whimpered against her night lover's throbbing prick.
You will enjoy breeding
And then he rammed inside.
The second catch – Golden Life-**** Stolen
Chiara _screamed _in raw pleasure, her nails digging into the crate, her body stretched beyond anything the petite university student could have imagined.
Stefano growled, his fingers digging into her hips, his thrusts brutal, relentless.
Her virgin blood coated his cock, her tight walls fluttering around him, her golden aura pulsing with every snap of his hips.
Mine
The word burned into her soul.
Your cunt.
Chiara’s vision whited out as her first orgasm ripped through her, her slender body betraying her, the young woman's pussy clenching around his invading length.
Your womb.
Stefano roared as he came, his cum flooding her hungry womb, his seed tainting her purity, his_ incubus powers feasted on the virgin's_ golden life-****.
Your life
The ring screamed with pleasure.
Our progeny
Chiara whimpered hard, the realization of becoming a single mother hit her with powerful inevitability. She would have to drop out to raise the incubus' demonspawns... Yet the young vixen's pussy only milked Stefano's cock harder as he proclaimed who her everything belonged to,
All belongs to Osiris
Chiara broke down, she had finally found her place in the universe.
"Y-yes, ma-*AH!*-shter!!"
No more exams, no more boring university lectures, she would raise the demon's children... Then they would breed her, again and again. The last tendril of reason in the young woman's mind submitted to Stefano's corruption, his hypnotic hold now complete.
Stefano's body changed—his muscles swelled, his cock thickened, his aura expanded. His incubus sense range doubled. The sex demon's crest shone ominously on Chiara's lower abdomen
Ten meters now.
More prey
Chiara collapsed, her body twitching, her mind broken, her virginity devoured.
Stefano stepped back, admiring his work.
She would remember nothing.
But her womb would ache for him forever.
The Aftermath – The Incubus Grows Stronger
Stefano adjusted his slacks, his cock still hard, the ring's desires were now his own hunger... The young student had barely sated the fallen divinity's millennia old starvation.
Chiara’s golden essence thrummed in his veins, fueling his transformation.
The ring pulsed, its power growing.
More
Stefano smirked.
Oh, there would be more.