Chapter 5

“What are you doing?” the demoness asked in a quiet voice, snapping me out of my thoughts. I could tell she was hesitant but still took small steps until she stopped just a few steps in front of me.

“I read a letter and checked my status. I hoped it would help me understand some things.”

“Did it?”

I shook my head.

She stood there without moving, her eyes wandering over my body until they stopped at my cock. She licked her lips, and I smiled, realizing that she wanted more. But did she actually want more sex or more… whatever she had drained out of me?

My mana. My status showed it wasn’t full—she must have taken it. If that was true, then I still had plenty. And as a present from Gemma, maybe I wasn't supposed to only have sex with her; perhaps she had answers to my questions. Like a guide in this new world. A very attractive guide.

“Maybe you can help me understand more,” I said. Her eyes reluctantly left my cock and shifted to my face.

“Umm… I’m not sure if I can.”

“Let’s try,” I said, patting the ground in front of me. She looked at me hesitantly but gradually got closer. It seemed like she was ready to run if I made any sudden moves. Slowly, she reached the place I showed her and sat there with her knees pulled to her chest. Her hands and tail wrapped around her legs, as if trying to hug herself and disappear. Sitting like that, she hid her naked body from me, but at this moment, it was better. I needed to focus.

“I’m Tobias, you?”

“Zoe.”

“Zoe, here’s the thing—I don’t know anything about succubuses.”

“Succubi,” she interrupted me. “Umm… the plural form is succubi.”

I nodded but continued with what I wanted to say. “You drained something out of me.”

She nodded slightly.

“Was it mana?”

Zoe opened her mouth, surprised, but didn't answer me. Her eyes wandered over my body, and her breath quickened.

“You have mana?” she finally asked, her voice laced with disbelief. Her eyes stopped at my bare cock, which, in return, started to harden, getting such a hungry look from a sex demon.

“Yeah, is it rare?” I asked. Gemma had mentioned something about magical potential and looking for people with mana. If she was searching for them in another world, it made sense that it was rare here.

Zoe’s gaze shifted to my eyes. “There are no men with mana. At all.”

“Men?”

She looked at me weirdly, before speaking. “Men don't have mana.”

“But women have it?” I asked.

A frown crossed her face. “You don't know anything,” she replied instead of answering my question.

We stared at each other in a moment of silence. Gemma had put me next to this demoness on purpose. Zoe was meant to be my guide, and it would be much easier if she understood that I truly didn’t know anything—and why. But was it safe to tell her?

For some reason, I believed it was.

“I’m not from this world. A wizard showed up in my house, we made a deal, and she brought me to this world, leaving me with only a letter in which she didn't explain anything. In my world there is no magic, no wizards, no mana, no demons, and no statuses. So, it’s true—I don’t know anything, and I hope you can explain it all to me.”

Zoe stared at me with her mouth agape, her pink tongue visible. In addition, she parted her legs slightly, and I could see her bare pussy. Her outer lips were puffy, glistening with juices. My cock reacted instantly to the erotic sight.

It took her a moment to absorb all of what I had said. When she closed her lips, her eyes dropped to my dick again. Her tail retracted from her legs and began wagging behind her, like an excited dog.

“How much mana do you have?” Zoe asked, licking her lips as her eyes didn't leave my manhood for even a moment.

“Over eight hundred right now, but a thousand at most.”

Her eyes finally shifted to my face. She seemed shocked, but then suddenly jumped up from the ground at me. I pulled my hands forward instinctively, trying to catch and stop her, but she was too quick and landed on top of me. I had an impulse of fear that she was attacking me, but when our lips connected, I relaxed and returned her kiss.

Her tongue pushed between my lips, her hands wandered all over my body, and she rubbed her pussy against the base of my cock, leaving a wet trail. Her gorgeous, amazing body writhed on top of me, rubbing our skin together and making me feel hot.

After a dozen seconds, I composed myself, grabbed her hair, and pulled her head back. She moaned, sounding frustrated. Her hips were still working, rubbing her pussy against my cock. Her dark pink eyes were full of lust and hunger.

“What are you doing?” I asked harshly. Did she want to drain the rest of the mana from me now that she knew how much I had?

“Please,” she moaned pleadingly. “Fuck me, use me, do whatever you want with me,” she begged, writhing on my body and moaning as her pussy slid against my cock.

“You want to drain the rest of my mana?” I pulled her hair harder. She moaned again, but this time it was from pleasure. I could see delight on her face. She was panting with arousal. However, after a moment, her eyes focused on my face, and she tried to shake her head.

“No!” she screamed. “I’m full. You have too much. Please, put it in, please!”

She was still working frantically with her hips. It was getting harder and harder to resist, but I couldn’t get myself killed on the first day because I thought with my dick.

I pulled her hair to the side, dragging her off me. Zoe landed on the ground next to me. I got up quickly and took a few steps back. She looked at me while kneeling, disappointment and fear on her face. She started to shift on her knees toward me.

“Please, please, I promise there is no risk for you. Please, I would do anything you want.”

“What is this about? A moment ago, you were behaving normally, and now suddenly…” I waved my hands, indicating her behavior.

Zoe stopped and sat back on her legs, her shoulders slumped, and she curled her tail under herself. She looked at me, tears welling in her pink eyes. After a moment, she hid her face between her hands and started to cry.

“I-I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “Don’t be mad at me, please. I wouldn’t hurt you. I promise,” she said, then started to cry even more. I looked around and then at the sky. Something was really wrong with her. I appreciated that Gemma left me a guide, especially one so hot, but why did I have the impression that she was mentally ill?

I approached her slowly, cautiously watching for any sign that she might jump on me again, but this time she only sobbed. I put my hand on her head to stroke her hair, but she jumped slightly when she felt my touch. However, she didn't move away from my hand. She spread her fingers and looked at me from between them.

She slowly lowered her hands, grabbed her tail where it was coiled around her stomach, and started stroking it absentmindedly.

“Don't be mad at me,” Zoe whispered.

I sighed. “I’m not.”

“I’m not a threat to you, I promise.”

“Didn't you say that you can’t control it?” I asked.

She closed her eyes, but tears continued to slip down her face. I sat beside her, gently pulling her into my lap and hugging her. Zoe clung to my chest, her tears dampening my skin.

We sat in silence, only disturbed by her sobs. I wanted to become a sex mage and fuck every woman I met, not comfort a demon who had some problems controlling her emotions. But I had just had sex with her, and she seemed really young and ****. I felt the need to take care of her.

“I’m… broken,” she mumbled into my chest.

“Broken?”

Zoe nodded her head, rubbing her cheek against me. “I was born like this.”

“Like this?” I asked, not sure what she exactly meant.

Zoe leaned her head back and looked at my face. “Ah… Well, you are not from here.”

Her tail showed up between our faces, and she swung it a few times.

“Normally, succubi have tails, but also horns and wings.”

Her hand moved to her head, and she touched herself a little above her hairline, where I assumed she was supposed to have her horns.

“We are born without them, but they grow later on. Most succubi have them by the age of five; everyone has them by eight. But… not me.”

Zoe stopped, and her eyes teared up again, but she composed herself to continue.

“When I was ten, my mother… she gave up. She told me that I am an abomination, that she gave birth to a mutant, and she kicked me out of the house. I… I was exiled from the city.”

I placed my hand on her head and stroked her hair slowly, surprised by how soft and delicate it felt despite the dirt covering her. Her hair was in surprisingly good condition, unbroken and healthy. Zoe purred softly and pressed her cheek against my chest.

“We don't feed until we turn eighteen. When that time comes, our mothers teach us how to control it and avoid killing men during sex.”

“Umm… normally, men don't have mana, so we feed on their life ****. That’s… dangerous if you can't control how much you take. If you take too much, you can… kill,” she whispered the last word.

“When my mother kicked me out, I lived in the forest. I didn't have anyone who would teach me. I-I tried to learn. When I turned eighteen, I felt the hunger. I resisted it for a while… but then… it was too much. I found… a man who wandered into the forest. I thought… that maybe I could…” Zoe trailed off, her voice breaking as she began to cry again. She clung to me tightly, and I wrapped my arms around her.

Her hands rested on my back as she hugged me, and her tail wrapped around me lower, warm to the touch and surprisingly soft, feeling just like normal skin.

Zoe sobbed for a brief moment, and I was surprised that she was so sad about it. She had killed a human, but she was a demon, a succubus. Wasn't it normal for them?

“I killed him,” she murmured after she stopped crying. “I thought… that if I just… blew him, I could control it… I couldn't. I killed him… And I wasn't even halfway full… I decided that I would never kill anyone else.”

Zoe sniffled. “When my mana reached zero… I should have died. That’s how it works with succubi,” Zoe explained. I was impressed with her decision—she was a demon but decided to die herself rather than risk killing someone again.

“The hunger…” Zoe stopped, and tears streamed down her face. I felt her warm body pressing against me closely. “The hunger was terrible… every day… all the time… But when I remembered his dead body, I was able to stop myself. Far away from people, from men. I was able to stop myself.”

She sniffled again. “When you showed up in my cave, naked, sexy, and you came closer to me, I couldn’t… I couldn't stop myself anymore. It… it was amazing, but when the lust and hunger ended… I thought that I killed you.”

“But you were alive, and you seemed fine. I thought that maybe you had a lot of life ****, that you weren’t human, but… I don't even know. I just didn't understand what was happening. And hunger…”

Zoe sighed heavily, and I felt a shiver run through her body. “The hunger vanished completely. I… that’s… I can't even describe what a relief this is.”

“I could control myself because I was full, and I didn't want to risk hurting you. I panicked. But… when I discovered that I took your mana, and you have so much more, that you could feed me a few times… I-I got excited. Sex is… amazing, and after the first time I stopped only because I thought that I had killed you, but… when I discovered that it’s not true… I lost control… I’m sorry.”

Zoe sniffled and looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry. You were in no danger, I promise. I’m practically full. Succubi feed through sex, but we are also always… horny, and sex is like… our nature.”

“And I’ve… I’ve never been able to do it before… When I realized I could… with you, I was too horny. I’m sorry.”

Zoe hugged me tightly. I sighed, waiting for her to continue, but it seemed she had finished her explanation. I stayed silent while she spoke, letting her share everything at her own pace. It was a lot to take in—her struggles, her pain—but it gave me a clearer picture of why she was acting the way she was.

She had been exiled by her family and race, cast out simply for being different, left alone in a hopeless situation. My chest tightened as I realized how lonely she must have felt.

But as much as I felt sympathy for her, I couldn’t ignore the opportunity. Helping her would mean helping myself too. I needed someone to help me navigate this strange new world, and who better than an attractive sex demon?

“How much mana do you need to be full?”

“Two hundred.”

“When you got full the first time, and I was alive, why didn't you want to have more sex immediately?”

Zoe thought about it before she answered. “I was shocked. Then I was worried that you might be on the verge of dying. What if I took even the tiniest bit more, and you died? It seemed like you were fine, but I was too shocked to think straight.” She paused and curled up. “I was also a little scared of you,” she whispered, and then hugged me tightly again. It seemed like she was not scared anymore.

“So, there’s no danger to me from you?”

Zoe looked me in the face and shook her head frantically.

“Not at all. You have enough mana to fill me a few times. And I really don't want to kill you, I promise.”

I glanced down at her tits. They were slightly above average in size, firm and round, they looked really alluring on her slim body. Her small pink nipples just begged to be licked.

“What you previously offered is still valid?”

Her eyes shone, her whole body lifting as she looked at me with hope.

“Yes, please,” Zoe said and moved her face closer to mine, and I could feel her breath on my lips. “Anything,” she whispered.

Holding her naked body, looking at her bare tits, and feeling her amazing ass on my lap had my cock ready and aroused in an instant. I wanted to feel her lips on my hardness.

“Suck me,” I whispered as I pecked her lips.