Everything but the girl

Mira had a window in her room, and recognized the movement in the ramparts. The castle was to be attacked. She saw the demon **** build siege machines and arm untrained slaves with bows. What kind of lies did he promise these would be soldiers?

Marus didnt come in the first day, nor in the second. She started to wonder what she had done wrong. Through the window she saw the demonic forces added sorcerous protective glyphs to the castle walls, and summoning circles. Mira grew fearful of what could come through those portals, they were larger than anything she ever saw.

In the third day he did come. Mira cursed herself because she was a mess, she had just finished another round of exercise and she was all sweaty. He didnt care. He embraced her like lovers do after a long time without seeing each other, it was a strange feeling to have his lips on hers, and stranger still to feel his tongue dart inside her mouth. She was laid back in the luxurious bed. "It is time" she thought when he began to spread her legs. She had plenty of time to imagine all the debaucheries he would inflict on her, but his tongue proved far more skilled than her fingers into bringing her dreams to fruition. She delivered herself fully to his service, and rewarded him with her squirting love juice, a gleaning sheet that covered his handsome face.

The exercise drained her of her strength, and he cuddled her to sleep. She woke alone

In the fourth day Marus came again. He taught her how to 'return his favor', and was rewarded with a fountain of cum sprayed over her face and breasts. Marus had her further masturbate for him, before he finally eat her out for her own earth shattering orgasm.

In the fifth day Marus plagued an altogether different hole, and despite her initial misgivings, she ended the night with his tongue buried deep inside her anus. She asked him for more, but the demon was very tired, and slept on her bed. He left in the morning, after kissing her and promising he would return

In the seventh day Mira saw Taracus forces gathering around the fortress, an infernal army to rival Marus. 'No, more than rival... this **** must be at least five times larger than this garrison's army!". But the incubus appeared in her room nonetheless, except he looked sick and frail.

"Marus... what is wrong? what is happening out there?"

"That is..."

"Taracus, yes. I recognize his banner. i fought him before, why didnt you ask for my help?" The incubus smiled weakly, "you may have your chance. I am too weak now to beat him myself."

"He must be doing something. You look horrible!" Mira brought him to bed. "This... no, this was self inflicted"

"how?"

"I havent fed... in over a week. I am a creature of lust, Mira. I need it... to survive" But the paladin was puzzled "what are you talking about? me alone, you have visited me three times just this week!"

"That wasnt lust...it was love. Mira, i love you" And the incubus faint, his demonic wings were so transparent they could be ashes, ready to be blown by the wind.