This time, she was able to undo it in moments.

Ophelia tossed aside Isaac’s belt and pushed his shirt over his head, her lips gently ghosting over his slightly-defined abdomen. He wondered idly how he’d gotten so much more toned so fast, but chalked it up to magic as his mind was pulled back to the demon woman kneeling in front of him. Ophelia kissed up his abs to the center of his chest, shoving off his Wraithrider and finally just putting her hands on his hips, holding him tightly as her hot lips explored his torso. Each touch was intensely warm, teetering on uncomfortable on Isaac’s suddenly-sensitive skin as her hands held him and her lips traveled up and down his chest and abdomen before kissing just above his pants. With clumsy hands, she unfastened his jeans and eased them down his legs, helping him out of them, then doing the same with his underwear.

Ophelia’s breath shuddered as she crouched even lower, putting her face under Isaac’s stiffening member. Her breath was hot on his cock, her eyes glowing and hungry. Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling slightly, already drunk on lust. Her tongue extended to slowly lick a stripe up the underside of Isaac’s cock, searing hot and agonizingly slow.

In one smooth motion, she took his cock into her mouth, enveloping him in warmth. Her nose met his groin and his cock brushed the back of her throat as she took his entire length, then she drew back.

“Fuck,” she murmured as he stripped away her clothes and tossed them aside, “I want you inside me.”

Isaac opened his mouth to reply, but Ophelia was already pulling him to the ground, laying him back in the grass and quickly straddling his torso. Her legs were splayed slightly, holding her weight but lowering her crotch to meet Isaac’s skin. She shifted her hips erratically, grinding her pussy against Isaac’s stomach. Each grind left a damp smear, her pussy already wet.

Her mouth hung open in a silent moan as she shifted back, lifted up, and slowly lowered herself onto Isaac’s cock.

Isaac groaned as his cock was wrapped in searingly warm velvet, just as tight as the last time. He couldn’t help but buck upward into her as she started to ride him, slowly rising and lowering with gentle moans. Isaac moved to sit up and get closer to her, but she planted a hand on his chest, pushing him back down and speeding up her rhythm.

“Mm,” she hummed, shaking her head. “I’m in charge this time.”

She rode him even faster, her breath shuddering and spilling out as moans and expletives. Isaac put his hands on her thighs, squeezing and groping her flesh and feeling her muscles shift under her skin.

The contact made her moan louder, eyelids fluttering. “Gods, I should have done this sooner,” she gasped, no longer bouncing in his lap and instead grinding against Isaac, his cock buried in her.

Ophelia’s pussy clenched on him and she shuddered, but she didn’t stop. She braced her hands on either side of Isaac and leaned close, groaning as she grinded against him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Isaac put his hands on her tits, gently massaging the soft flesh and grinning at the sounds Ophelia made. A stream of expletives, ones Isaac understood and many that he didn’t, spilled from her lips.

As she continued her movements, Isaac’s ear caught a moan, but it was lighter, sharper. He looked to the side and saw Jade, sitting back in her chair with a hand furiously working at her pussy, watching them. She was already flushed, but that blush deepened as she made eye contact with him.

Isaac smirked and put his hand on Ophelia’s face. He gently nudged her to look at Jade and Ophelia laughed, though it was broken by a moan. The demon rested back again, now proudly emphasizing her heavy breasts as she started riding Isaac with greater ferocity, movements shuddering and her breath uneven, tits bouncing and muscles rippling,

Jade cried out, shaking with another climax, shiny moisture trickling from between her legs, and Ophelia followed close behind. With a shriek of pleasure, the demon’s pussy tightened and her movements stilled except for some shuddering. Isaac took over, thrusting up into her and chasing his own orgasm. With how tight Ophelia was, and his already-heightened sensitivity, he, too, followed the girls, cumming deep in her.

That made Ophelia cry out again, wispy threads of red light glowing from her eyes. Her tail lashed, hard enough to slap Isaac’s legs painfully, but he ignored it, grunting as he spilled seed as deep as he could.

Then, as quickly as they’d started, the three of them were left panting in the backyard, breathing in the haze of pleasure and cooling off from their strenuous activity.

The door to the house opened, and Isaac reluctantly met the gaze of Torik, who was presently sipping from a mug of coffee.

Torik raised an eyebrow. “You folks having a good time?”

Ophelia chucked a small stone at Torik, but he easily caught it. “Fuck off, asshole,” she panted, but she was still smiling just a bit.

“You’re the ones who decided to bang in the yard,” Torik replied with a shrug.

Jade squeaked wordlessly, curling into herself and covering her face.

“I think we’re all gonna get cleaned up,” Isaac said, sitting up and wrapping his arms around Ophelia.

“Don’t drip on anything,” Torik replied, returning inside the house.

Ophelia grunted, tiny wisps of smoke spilling out of her mouth. “Dick.”

“Hey, babe,” Isaac said, taking her face in his hands. “Let’s go get a shower.” Then, he looked at Jade, who was peering at him through her fingers. “You too.”

The three of them got to their feet and went back inside - Jade covering herself with her hands, Isaac carrying everyone’s clothes, and Ophelia walked proudly, cum beginning to run down her leg.