Chapter 6

“Suck me,” I whispered and connected our lips for a brief second, feeling her hot breath on my face.

Zoe nodded and slid from my lap. I parted my legs and leaned back with my hands resting on the ground, allowing her to kneel in front of me. The view of this seductive, naked demoness between my legs sent a shiver down my spine, making my pulse race.

Zoe leaned toward my cock and observed it for a moment. Now, I could see how big it really was—it spanned from her chin to the top of her head. She licked her lips with a hungry gaze, then stuck her pink tongue out and slowly brought it to the base of my cock. A jolt of pleasure surged through me as her tongue met my skin. The sensation prolonged as she licked my entire length in a slow, deliberate movement, leaving her saliva glistening on my shaft.

I groaned when her tongue glided over my frenulum. Zoe’s eyes shifted to my face, and she smiled cutely, seeing the pleasure clear on my face. I could see lust burning in her pink eyes.

Her attention shifted back to my cock standing proudly in front of her face, she licked the whole length again, looking as if she were having the time of her life. The warm wetness of her tongue gliding up and down my shaft felt amazing. A final long lick ended with her lips wrapping around the head of my cock. Their smoothness felt incredible on my sensitive glans. I watched her carefully as she began to suck my cock. I didn't want to miss any of her expressions of pleasure while servicing me. Her demonic appearance, so exotic and mysterious, excited me even more.

Zoe closed her eyes and purred with pleasure while I enjoyed the pleasant vibrations and the warm feeling surrounding my tip. I wasn't racing toward my orgasm, her fondling was too slow, but the mental pleasure of a gorgeous, young woman kneeling between my legs and eagerly pleasuring my cock with her mouth was more than breathtaking. We weren’t in a hurry, and I wanted to savor this bliss for as long as possible.

I moaned when her tongue brushed against the sensitive skin on the bottom of my cock. Her lips glided slowly along my shaft while her mouth sucked on it gently.

Reaching down, I threaded my hand softly through her short hair, stroking her head as her tongue stroked my large dick. She opened her eyes and looked at me with adoration while my cock filled her wet, hot mouth. Zoe pushed her head into my hand slightly.

Taking the hint, I gripped her head a bit more and guided her amazing lips back down my shaft as more and more of my cock disappeared inside her mouth. She was beautiful—her face a perfect blend of youthful charm and ethereal allure. The erotic moans and the way her whole body quivered as she pleasured me showed just how much she enjoyed it. Her pink eyes held a captivating, otherworldly intensity that hinted at her demonic nature. What made her the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen was the dedication to pleasure me, clear in her eyes, as my cock parted her alluring lips.

I felt her hands brushing along my legs upward, causing a pleasant tingling as she stroked my thighs. She brought one hand to grab the base of my cock, enclosing it with her warm fingers and squeezing gently while she rubbed experimentally, as if trying to discover every sensitive spot.

She gripped the muscles on my thigh with her other hand, and then her black tail caught my attention. It sneaked over her shoulder to stroke against my other leg. Slowly, it wrapped around my thigh once and squeezed. It was soft and warm, just like her fingers.

Zoe let my cock slip from her mouth with a long lick on my frenulum. She kissed the tip of my manhood. She licked it briefly, the tip of her tongue connecting with my cock for only a moment as she stared, entranced, at my rock-hard erection. Between each lick, her hot breath teased my skin.

She explored my cock with her sweet mouth and wet tongue, moving lower to explore the ridge where my cock's head met the shaft, making delightful tingles spread from my dick to my balls. Slowly, she kept shifting lower and lower, while pleasant sparks flew through my body. When she reached the base of my cock, she didn't stop and descended to my sack. Zoe halted and examined my balls up close, her face practically buried in my crotch, my dick towering over her.

Her tongue glided over one of my balls gently, tentatively, making me groan and tilt my head back. Zoe bathed my balls with her tongue, leaving them damp with her saliva, while she continued stroking my cock slowly.

My manhood towered over Zoe’s face, but I could still see her elated expression as she lapped at my balls. A shiver ran through my body—not just from the physical pleasure, but from the surge of power in our position. It was the most sensitive spot on a man, yet somehow, having her lick my balls felt more submissive than having her focus on my cock.

Having her between my legs, brushing my sack with her tongue while my manhood loomed over her face with a mix of fascination, pleasure, and submission on it, made it clear—I could do anything with her. She was ready to do anything for me.

She was mine.

“Zoe!” I groaned. She opened her eyes and focused on my face. I grabbed her hair and pulled her gently up. Now, I wanted her lips to pleasure my cock and make me erupt into her warm, wet mouth. Obediently, she shifted her head, brushing her lips over the skin of my shaft, stopping at my crown.

I shifted my hand to the back of her head and pushed down. Her moist lips spread around my massive erection, making my legs quiver in delight. I stopped only after around four inches disappeared into her mouth, and the warm, wet, soft feeling of her mouth surrounding my cock was incredible. She still held her little, silky hand on the base of my dick and rubbed the remaining part of my length.

I pulled Zoe’s head up, slipping my cock out from her glistening lips, and pushed gently down. She caught on to what I wanted and continued the movement on her own, her lips gliding over the upper half of my cock while her fingers stroked the rest. The electric sensations dancing over my manhood made me groan in pleasure.

Throughout the whole blowjob—no, that was not a blowjob. Throughout the entire time she worshipped my cock, the pressure was building in me, and now I was rushing toward release.

When I felt her tongue lick the underside of my cock, I couldn't hold back a moan, yet our eyes remained locked on each other. I stared into her big, pink eyes as she gazed at me with adoration, and it made me think of only one thing—I wanted her. Her problems and weird behavior didn’t matter.

“Zoe,” I groaned. “You’re mine.”

She stopped with my cock in her mouth, her eyes widening, but then a smile appeared on her face. Zoe let out a squeal muffled by my hardness, and her head began to bob again in my crotch with renewed enthusiasm.

Her movements grew faster as she sucked me, her tongue dancing over every inch of my cock’s head. With each motion, she took me deeper; more and more of my length disappeared into her heavenly mouth, enveloped in hot saliva and the delicate caress of her nimble tongue.

When over half of my dick was between her lips, my tip hit her throat, but that didn't make her gag or stop. In the next few movements, I bumped repeatedly into her throat until it slipped into it. When I felt her tight, scorching muscles stretch around my cock’s head, I suddenly erupted.

I moaned, pushing my hips upward, thrusting even more of my cock into her squeezing throat. Zoe let out a muffled groan, pressed her head even lower, and sealed her lips around my shaft. Waves of pleasure surged through my body with every pulse of cum that I spurted straight into her throat.

When my orgasm subsided, I lowered my hips to the ground. Zoe brushed her lips upward along my length until only my head was still in her mouth. My shaft glistened with her saliva as she sucked hard, drawing out every drop of cum from my balls.

I leaned my head back on the ground and stared into the blue sky, panting after an amazing orgasm. Zoe slowly pulled my cock from her mouth and held it gently in her warm hand. Her tongue worked softly along the length of my cock, brushing it lightly. Then she moved her lips to my balls, licking them a few times each, sending pleasant tingles to my mind. When she circled her lips around one of my balls and sucked it into her mouth, I groaned, and my cock twitched, already beginning to harden again.

I lifted my head and looked at her. She was staring back at me with delight and devotion clear on her face. She let go of my sack and brought her face closer to my cock, still holding it in her hand. Zoe pushed my manhood against her cheek and rubbed herself with it.

“God,” I groaned. The view was incredible, and I was rock hard in seconds. She truly worshipped my cock, and I felt like a king at that moment. I had never felt this way with Fiona.

My ex-wife had never enjoyed blowing me. She did it maybe two or three times a year, never so passionately, never so intensely, never so lovingly. Zoe, whom I had just met, had given me the best blowjob of my life, and regret over the years wasted with my ex-wife washed over me.

I realized I had been an idiot for staying with Fiona for so long. I had been a lovesick fool, and I wondered how much I had missed out on in life because of it.

Zoe pressed her lips against the base of my cock and kissed it, while my glans smeared precum on her forehead.

I wanted her. Her mouth. Her pussy. Her whole body.

However, I had so many questions. “Zoe,” I said after a few more seconds of savoring the breathtaking sensation. When she heard my voice, she opened her eyes and focused on me while rubbing her cheek against my shaft.

“We need to talk. I have many questions,” I said, my breath shallow from arousal.

Zoe shifted her eyes back to my cock, licking her lips absentmindedly. But reluctantly, she released it from her grip and sat back on her knees. Her tits jiggled in front of me—they were amazing, and I wanted to feel them wrapped around my cock. Her soft, malleable bosom surrounding my manhood, while she stared at me with her adoring pink eyes and licked the tip with her tongue.

I groaned, closing my eyes and trying to calm my arousal with a deep breath. One wasn’t enough, but after a few, I sat up in front of her. She was biting her lower lip, her gaze shy and hesitant—a stark contrast to her attitude moments ago, when she had been rubbing my cock all over her face.

“Were you serious?” she asked, whispering.

“About?”

“That… That I’m yours.”

Recalling her reaction to those words earlier, I grinned and answered, “Yes.”

Zoe immediately jumped on me, wrapping her arms tightly around my shoulders in a hug. Her lips found mine in a passionate kiss while her tail coiled gently around my waist. We sat there for a few minutes, lost in our embrace. The passion and affection in her kiss pushed my questions out of my mind.

When we finished, Zoe rested her head on my shoulder, her lips by my ear.

I squeezed her tighter, and one of my hands wandered lower to grope her ass. It was soft and squishy but could be a little juicier—she seemed slightly malnourished. Zoe moaned in my ear and licked my earlobe before she spoke. “I’ll do anything for you.”

I chuckled. “I know, you’re mine,” I teased, feeling her body tremble slightly on my lap.

“Repeat it, please,” she whispered.

I brought my lips to her ear, brushing against it first, then gently biting her earlobe. “You are mine,” I whispered, then licked her earlobe. “You’re my woman,” I added. She clung tightly to my body, her wet pussy pressing against my hard cock while her tail tightened around me.

We sat in silence for a moment. She seemed content just to sit on my lap and hug me, while my desires waged war over my next action. My lust for her body urged me to grab her, push her to the ground, and slide my cock into her ready, tight pussy. However, my common sense and curiosity told me to ask questions.

“Zoe?” I said, deciding that I needed to learn more about this world.

She murmured something in response.

“You said that men don't have mana. Why is that?”

“I... I’ll tell you everything I know, but you need to remember... My mom kicked me out when I was ten. I don't know a lot,” she whispered.

When I didn't answer, she continued, this time actually answering my question.

“I don't know exactly. Umm… My mom said that… Men are weak and pathetic. She told me that men don't deserve to have mana. That you- That they are only suitable to be livestock to feed us. But even in that, they are bad. I’m using… gentler words than my mom. But it’s not only her. Men are not respected in Liraveth, they are like… well, livestock.”

It seemed like men didn't have an easy life in this world. Fortunately, I had mana, so things should be better for me. Perhaps it wasn’t as bad for men outside of Liraveth. Was it Zoe’s hometown?

“Liraveth?” I asked.

“Succubi’s country.”

“Are we on its territory?” I asked. Even if I had mana, I would still prefer to avoid a country where men were treated like livestock. Especially since I seemed to be a valuable specimen to them.

“I don’t think so. We are somewhere around the border between Liraveth and Torania.”

“Torania? Who rules there? Is it humans?”

“Mostly. There are a lot of demons in Torania, but only a few of them reach high positions.”

“Do women wield those positions?” I asked. If men didn't have mana, there was a chance that women would rule in this world, given their advantage.

“In Liraveth, yes,” Zoe hesitated. “There are no… free men there.”

“You mean slavery?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Is it normal in this world, or is it only in Liraveth?”

“It is everywhere,” Zoe answered. “Is it normal in your world?” she asked.

“We stopped it some time ago. Do you know who rules Torania?” I asked. Liraveth didn't sound like a place where I wanted to be.

Zoe was silent for a moment, so I shifted to see her face. I noticed a frown—it seemed like she was trying to remember.

“It is divided into provinces, and each one has its own representative—they rule together. I don't know who these people are, but the leader of the Mage Guild in each province acts as its representative.”

“How many provinces are there?”

Another moment of silence. “I don't remember. I only know one—Tenebre. We are on its territory.”

“Do you know who rules it?”

Zoe shook her head, and I realized she wasn’t going to be a good source of information about politics, but it wasn't my main concern at the moment.

“I have a status. Do you have something like that too?”

Zoe nodded.

“What is your class?”

“Night Hunter and Illusionist.”

I stroked her hair slowly, and she seemed to enjoy the affectionate caresses.

“I have two classes too,” I said and hesitated, unsure if I wanted to tell her about my Sex Mage class just yet.

Zoe smiled. “Actually, I have three, one more,” she said, looking pleased with herself. “I forgot that you don't know anything about succubi. Every one of us has a Succubus class.”

I smiled and patted her thigh. “What determines how many classes someone has?”

“I think it depends on how much mana you have. With yours, you can probably have more classes than two.”

“So, I can get a new one?”

“Yeah, but I’m not sure how. I didn’t have my hunter class from the start. It only appeared one day after I began hunting for food.”

“What other classes can I get?”

“My mom was an enchanter. Umm… I don't remember specific classes, but all sorts of mages and other things. I’m sorry,” Zoe said, hugging me tightly.

I stopped myself from sighing, disappointed that she didn’t know much. However, I smiled when I squeezed her ass in my hand. She made up for everything with her sensuous body.