Epilogue: Honestly, I Thought There Would Be More Sex

"Look, Angie, it's just...this is our one month anniversary, and you've spent most of the last four weeks on your ass streaming Netflix." Lois Lane said. "I leave from home, you're watching TV. I get home, you're still watching TV. I go to bed...still watching TV!"

The reporter was naked, and stood in front of the screen. Blaze tried to twist her body around to see more of the television.

"What? I fuck you all the time," Blaze said, agitation in the naked dickgirl's voice.

"You do not!" Lois stomped her foot. "I had to suck you hard this morning for a quickie before work, and you never took your eyes off the screen the whole time!"

"What do you want from me?" Blaze said, still not moving from the couch. "I'm not a villain anymore! I have nothing else to do!"

"Yes, you do!" Lois turned and hit the power button on the television. She swiveled back to Blaze. "You have to do me! I'm tired of this defeatist attitude! Sure, you're not a villain anymore...but you're a succubus! My succubus! I shouldn't be able to eat a bowl of Cheerios without you jerking off into the bowl! You should be fucking me so often that my holes are constantly dripping spunk and everything I eat tastes like your dick! I should have to move to a standing desk at work because you fucked me so hard that I can't sit down!"

"It's just like..." Blaze threw up her hands. "You're already pregnant. What more can I do?"

Lois Lane growled. She stomped forward, raised one leg, and wrapped it over the demon's shoulder. Grabbed Blaze's horns and pulled her face forward.

"To start with," Lois said. "This is your pussy, got it? You own it! That means you're responsible for it. So you're going to lick this fucking pussy clean! And if you don't give me a creampie every day, I'm going to go find somebody that will, and come back here and make you eat their fucking jizz out of my cheating cunt!"

The reporter was shaking with anger, voice raising in volume and pitch, and the last sentence had practically been screamed...and then she heard Blaze breathing heavy. Drawing in the scent of her cunny. Warm, familiar hands reached up and grabbed her ass. A hot tongue ran over the pregnant reporter's slit. Lois still held onto the horns, throwing her head back as the demon finally licked her neglected pussy.

Is this what you want, cockslut? Angie's voice sounded in her head, as clear as if she had spoken aloud.

"Yes," Lois moaned. Her body shook as she moved her pussy up and down, trying to get the demon to lick her clit, or press her tongue deeper inside.

This cunt is mine. You are mine, sweetmeat, Blaze's voice came through very clearly. It was a strong, powerful voice. The one that Lois had been missing all these long weeks. Never forget that.

Lois could hear the anger in that voice...and the desire. Her body leaned into the demon's mouth, lost in the moment...but now, at least, she knew there was at least one thing that would motivate her demon lover. The only question was, how best to use that.