Giving rewards.

“What do you want?” Uklag asks his white-haired wife. They are inside his room, sitting on the edge of the giant bed. Aelana is not with them, Uklag allowed her to have some final hours of fun before he would call her into the **** chamber. As such he is allow with Analea right now.

The succubus in her true form puts her index finger on her chin and looks thoughtful. “A hard question, Master Uklag.” She says slowly before a sly grin spreads across her face. “How about you make love to me.” Uklag sighs, “Yes, that is what thought but how do you want it? This is your reward request anything and I may grant it.”

Analea throws her arms around his neck and looks him deeply in the eyes. The yellow burning pit that are her eyes reflect her mischievous nature with a supernatural beauty as she slowly opens her mouth again. “Master, make love to me. Not your usual ravaging of our bodies. Give me a gentle, caressing pleasure; show me that I am the one in the centre of this.”

She pushes her mouth on his and together they fall into the bed. Uklag doesn’t need any more instructions. Their kiss is gentle, caring. Analea slowly peels him out of his robe as their tongue twirl around each other. His cock, quickly hardening, pushes again the soft skin of her waist. The demonic heat of her body burns into him through her skin, through her kiss, through her watchful eyes.

He knows that she is bewitching him and just this once he lets it happen. Her already otherworldly beauty seems magnified as she finally pulls away from his lips. They lie besides each other only looking. Then Uklag rips the undone robes from himself and pulls Analea into a deep embrace. His mouth at her neck gives her small love bites and, guided by her lustful reactions of moaning and whispered “Yes.” , his mouth journeys down her body.

His lips glide over the soft swing of her collarbone to her left breast where he stops for a moment. Kissing the nipple his hands glide along her sides, caressing each bit of smooth skin. Analea giggles happily followed by a moan when Uklags hands slide over her stomach and down the inside her legs, touching her pussy for the slightest of moments.

Now his mouth continues on his travels, kissing along the red lines of her demonic marks until he finally arrives at the wet honeypot. His tongue licks her pussy lips and Analea purrs in delight. “Oh, yes, Master. Lick me, play with my clit.” As she wishes his tongue slides along her lips again and again, lubricating it further, as he brings his left hand up to the entrance, his thumb flicking her clit.

In a try to get more of the pleasure her husband is giving her she raises her hip against his mouth. Uklag is happy to deliver and finally pushes his tongue into the quivering cunt. “Mhhhm.” Analea hums in great lust and closes her eyes for a bit longer than a normal blink. When she opens them again she sees her masters hard cock at her side, unattended.

“Let me return the favour.” She purrs, her hands around his hips as she pulls herself to him. Her tongue lick along Uklag’s hard cock, starting from the head down the shaft to his balls. A dribble of pre-cum rolls from the tip and Analea is happy to lick it up and then put her lips around him to prevent any further juices to escape her.

Slurping and suction noises fill the room as they go down on each other. Analea only gives him the slowest of treatments as she enjoys each second of his cock in her mouth. Sensually her tongue pushes his sensitive points. For a few minutes they continue until Analea finally has enough of the foreplay and pulls back.

“Lie down, Master.” She says in a sweet voice that doesn’t allow backtalk. Uklag does so without a word. Lying on his back he watches as Analea climbs above him and takes his cock into her hand, aligning it with her wet pussy. She slowly descends on his dick, throwing her head into her neck when she feels his tip inside her. Biting her lip she lets out a throaty moan as she pushes deeper, the rod slowly disappearing inside her as it pushes her tight walls apart in pleasure inducing friction.

Each second a torturous bliss she takes him in until he is completely inside her. They both look at each other for a moment then Analea slowly rides up and down. “Ah. Ah. Ah.” The constant rhythm of her slow but powerful movements resonates within the room together with the clapping of their hips against each other.

“Yes, your cock is so good.” The succubus moans, slightly bend forward, her arms on his chest as she bounces up and down, her small tits swaying with each forceful push. “Move, Master, thrust into me.” Uklag obeys and adds his own movements to the mix, causing Analea to smile ecstatically as she feels his cock penetrating her deeply.

“By our sinful mother.” She sighs and continues her slow ride. “This is it. Yes. Fuck me just like that. Just like that, Master.” Her voice grows more heated. “YES, YES.” She screams lustfully, something is dwelling up inside her. “YES, HIT THAT SPOT. Fuck me with everything you have, Master.” Their movements become rapid as they enter a final spurt.

Analea’s sweaty body on top is rocked by his hard and sudden thrusts, her hair flying every time she impales herself on him. “Yes.” She moans. “Yeah.” She shouts. “YEEEEEEEEEEEES!” She screams as her husband comes inside her and sends her over the edge. Her back describes and arch, her mouth opened at the ceiling as she makes her ecstasy now to the world, spasming on top of Uklag’s cock, her orgasm rocking her body with magnificent might.

His cum burning inside her she falls forward, landing on her master’s chest. “Just lie like this for a moments.” She mumbles and closes her eyes. “If that is what you want.” Uklag muses and puts his hand on her white hair.