She tries again to leave

Mary knows she has to get warn the rest of the hospital, facing up to the obvious truth that the odds of containing the situation herself seem low. The only problem is that the intercom is past her co-workers and the … thing. And her cellphone is on the table next to Kelly. And her pants are still around her ankles. Taking care not to alert the others, she sits up and works one shoe off, then the other, as quickly and quietly as she can.

Mary wiggles one foot free but before she can get to the other a flushed Holly straddles her and pulls her into a kiss, sweet and intoxicating. She pulls back and pushes Mary to the ground by the shoulders, fixing her with a determined stare. Holly shimmies up and rolls her pussy over Mary's face before she can think, the same sweet taste hitting her lips. Mary involuntarily parts her lips and slurps up more of Holly's juices before her hands come up and try to push her colleague away. Holly, though, yanks her hands higher with a laugh, placing them on her breasts. Her flesh is alluringly soft yet crowned with stiff nipples that roll under Mary's palms.

She should toss Holly off her and get out of the lab, start containment protocol to trigger a lockdown before it's too late. Warn the rest of the hospital that the lab is compromised, Jason and Kelly and probably Holly lost. Delay could spread the contagion to a point of no return. They all could be infected. But a part of her wishes Holly was still eating her cunt, servicing her with fierce desire. No lover before had sought so urgently to tear orgasms from her. Holly's gleaming pussy dares her to return the favor, prominent lips throwing off as much heat as a Sunday deep in August.

Her reverie is broken by a pair of rough hands on her ankles, and she finds herself sliding away from Holly's tempting pussy, dragged past her slick hole. Any shreds of a plan fall apart as she looks upon the leering incubus that was Jason. Its cock menacingly points at her, still covered in Kelly's juices. The woman herself still lies on the table panting, sucking her fingers clean of the demon's taste.

The beast moves its hands up her legs, and Mary's queasiness rises. She yelps as the demon suddenly pulls her toward it and forces her legs up, spreading her open. But the demon doesn't plunge into her as she expects. Instead Mary hears soft footfalls and a purr. Kelly stands over her, cupping a pair of full tits she didn't have this morning. Pairs of fangs peek out the corners of her mouth and sweat beads on her skin. She straddles Mary before kneeling and licking her flower. Mary moans as Kelly scratches the itch ignited by Holly.

As Kelly tends to Mary with her skilled tongue, Holly crawls to the trio and deepthroats the incubus cock, swallowing more addictive cum laced with extra spice that must be Kelly's. She greedily inhales as much of the inhuman meat as she can while eyeing Kelly and Mary. The budding succubus swirls her fingers below Mary's clit and tunnels into her with an enhanced tongue, prompting heated muttering and clenched fists. Holly strokes the incubus cock from tip to base as her pussy burns. She looks up at the beast and bites her lip, the incubus seemingly staring through her.

Holly shifts her hands to its dense muscle, which fairly ripples under her touch. Even its back is chiseled under her roving hands. As she comes up behind the demon, she presses into its back. Taking hold of its cock again, she waggles it at Mary and Kelly. The beast grunts and pushes Kelly back with surprising tenderness. A single word slips its lips before returning its hand to Mary's thigh.

“Mine.”