A spot of gentle loving before bed

What the hey, a roll in the hay is the least of what you owe. It's in your contract and everything!

"I wouldn't be opposed to fooling around," you murmur, allowing a small grin to creep over your lips, "It'll have to be short and easy though, we need to be in shape to set out at first light."

"Ugh. Fine," Xallia huffs jokingly, as she watches you and your fellow wives strip with eagerness, "A good night quickie to tide us through slumberland."

The pout she tries to put on doesn't hold up once you put your hand around her stiffening cock. You tug on her erection experimentally, snickering under your breath when Xallia's hips buck against your grip.

"Oh, by the terrible plains of Gehenna! I've been needing this all day."

"Stars above, do you mean to tell me that we've let you go hungry all day? That won't do dearest. Just lie back and let your beloved wife attend to you."

A giggle sounds out as Glenda crawls up next to you. "I think you mean beloved wives, Sister Sabine," and with a mischievous wink back at you, the green-haired elf presses a kiss to the top of the succubus' cock, fluttering her tongue out to flick against the underside of the head.

Xallia gives a cry at that, gripping Glenda's head and pumping into her mouth. You remove your hand with a half-indignant sniff.

"Don't get grumpy again Sabine," Anya admonishes you, kneeling beside Xallia, "there's plenty to go around on her."

To punctuate her statement, the flaxen-haired young lady begins to mouth at Xallia's breast. The succubus sighs at the attention and raises a hand to keep Anya's mouth there, only letting her pull back to pull her to the other nipple.

You take Anya's advice to heart and shimmy under Glenda, scooting forward to get at your true prize for the evening: Xallia's orifices.

You stick out your tongue and run it from the her clit to her sphincter, enjoying the feel of your 'husband' shuddering above you, thighs quaking on either side of your head as you lap at her lower lips.

You hear the others shuffling around a bit, and you pull your head back to see what's up. Glenda is now lying across you, her shoulder on your breast as she bobs her mouth on Xallia's length.

Anya is on top of her, both their legs spread and arranged so that they can grind their mounds together as she leans over to continue suckling at Xallia's breasts, occasionally pulling herself up or down for a quick kiss from one of them.

Xallia herself, proving aware of your halted ministrations, bends down slightly to swat at your hip, then caresses your folds.

The pleasureable twinge brings you back to focus, and you return your lips to Xallia's vulva, tongue finding entrance slowly.

As you plumb the beginnings of her depths, you feel an obstruction. A little more questing is enough to confirm it, you were pressing on her maidenhead. The proof of her holy covenant and barrier of her chastity (on a specific front at least). A shiver of perverse arousal burns through you, mirrored by the succubus you are eating out, who pokes a finger against your own inner veil in retailiation.

You draw yourself up a little and began toying with her ass instead, finding her puckered hole deliciously clean and smooth. You slid your tongue through the ring of muscle, enjoying the answering spasm within and without your lover's body.

Xallia is trembling constantly now, her fingers sliding down to your own rear as her coordination becomes sloppier. She grunts and moans above you, her other hand playing with your nipples as you feel the beginning tensions of orgasm.

You eat the succubus' ass more enthusiastically, relishing the finger curling in your own rosebud. It jabs into your rougher and rougher, and you let the sensation carry you higher, until you're just at the peak, then you pull back to suck on Xallia's clit.

The succubus comes with a yell, shaking so hard you're almost afraid she'll fall on you, then she twists your nipple harder and yanks her finger out of your ass, triggering your own orgasm. You ride the rolling sensation happily, and when you come down you are aware of a weight on your stomach. Glenda and Anya are basking in their own afterglow.

The four of you pull yourselves apart and collect your breath. Glenda speaks up first.

"By this point, we all really need another bath." You all laugh at that.

"That was more intense than I had planned," you admit, unable to hold back a giggle, "Xallia, why do you have a clit, I thought that was what your penis sprouts from?"

"For beginner fleshcrafters, yeah, but I'm good enough to grow my dick from scratch. No need to sacrifice any lady parts for it. I could grow a separate set of balls too, but I don't like how it looks on me, and no one ever knows how to play with them properly in the sack."

"I'll take that as a challenge for another day sweetheart." Anya sings out.

Xallia laughs, "Who knew Paladins could be so freaky? Especially you Sabine, you eager little rimmer!"

"Shut up." You mutter weakly, embarrassed.

"C'mon, I mean it endearingly." Xallia assures, "Heck, that trick is the whole reason I even have an anus in the first place. We demons don't need to eat food and we don't pass waste, so if we have a backdoor at all, it's for freaky stuff.

I even know a spell to make my ass lubricate, like a pussy! I didn't do it with you because you caught me by surprise, and it tends to freak mortals out when I do it without warning, but next time, it'll be a smoother ride."

"Yeah yeah, save it for later," you wave her off as you all climb into your bedrolls, "Now we sleep, I mean it."

"Alright then. Goodnight buttslut." With that Xallia rolls over to face away from you, hands over her ears and giggling like the hormone over-saturated pubescent she always behaves like.

You roll your eyes at her and look back to Anya and Glenda with a sigh, then just go to curl up for sleep. You'll let it pass tonight, but you're gonna make a note to kick the purple demon in the head at your next convenience.