Gladly accept her seed

You stare into Catrya's eyes as you slowly nod. Though your peak has passed, your lover continues pounding away at your cunt at the same pace she had before and the thrusts still send the same shivers of pleasure through your body that they were before.

Though you nominally answered her question, Catrya asks you again, still without breaking the pace of her thrusts. "Tell me you want my seed," she whispers yet again, this time directly into your ear.

You grip around her waist even tighter than before as you finally form words and practically scream your reply back at her. "Yes, Mistress! Give me your seed! Fill up my womb!"

Almost on command, Catrya stops thrusting her hips, holding herself as deep inside of you as she can go and squeezing your chest tightly. "Take it... All..." she grunts as you feel a splash of warmth deep inside you. You at first just expect to now bask in the afterglow of the creampie, but as Catrya moans you feel another splurt of cum. Then another. As she holds you in place, you can distinctly feel at least half a dozen pumps of cum against your cervix.

She still holds you tight long after she's done emptying her balls into you. When she finally does let up and pull her cock out of you, copious amounts of her excess seed spill out behind it. As she picks herself up, she slowly lets your legs back down to a normal position, finally letting you lay flat on the bed again. She soon flops down on the bed next to you, facing you and throwing her arm across your chest.

"I haven't had as good a cock sleeve in such a long time," Catrya casually comments to you.

"Th- thank you, Mistress," you respond, not sure how else to acknowledge her words.

"Oh, I mean it, you're such a good fuck." she insists, obviously responding to the hesitation in your voice. "And I'll get to use you as much as I want!" she adds as she playfully pinches your nipple.

"What do you mean?" you ask, unsure what she's trying to imply with that statement.

"Oh, Rosa, I'm a succubus. Don't you know what that means?" You shake your head in reply, staying quiet to let her explain. "Well you see, I don't need to eat or drink like you. When I have sex, I absorb the life **** of whoever I'm fucking. Weak-willed mortals will usually lose their entire soul in just one or two orgasms." You turn to her with a shocked expression on your face, wondering why she's only telling you this after she took your virginity. She sees your concern and gives you a sloppy kiss on the cheek to reassure you.

"You don't have anything to worry about, my sweet," she whispers, again directly into your ear. "You release your magic by being sexual in general, but especially when having sex. Instead of consuming your life ****, I can feed on the massive amount of mana you unleash when you cum, and you get to be fucked better than any mortal ever could. That's a wonderful partnership, don't you agree?"

"Well, it's definitely beneficial for both of us," you muse as you snuggle closer to your devilish mistress. This agreement is seeming to work out even better than you thought.