Yes

"Are you asking me to... ?" Mira glanced in the direction of the incestuous twins, and got only an encouraging hand on her playing with the sex ****'s pussy. "That behavior is sinful and shameful, Aleira" She said, but when her teeth gnawed on her lips, it didnt occur to Mira she should push the former priestess away.

"Here they call me Jasmine, and Jasmine does as she pleases. She is too strong to be ashamed" words hushed to the paladin alone, as if bearers of great wisdom

"And what about Aleira?" It was hard to think straight

"Aleira always dreamt of doing these things, but was too... self conscious to try. She is still here, just... enjoying the view" Mira went down to the floor, and let Jasmine sit. Her pussy was quite fragrant, and more puffy than hairs, and dark colored like her hair. The musk of Usmar was still there, lingering like a second skin.

Something inside Mira screamed what she was about to do was wrong. It despised the weakness of her mind and will, but it was almost as if this part was bound and chained. 'Stand back and watch, you may even like it' another part of Mira taunted, and opened her friend like an oyster...

Mira did like it. Usmar's essense was there, but Jasmine's flavor also enticed her. She inhaled, and all that she could smell was the brewing of wild fuck inside Jasmine's pussy. Her friend, in the meanwhile, petted her hair and encouraged the paladin's first lesbian experiment, somewhat surprised by the ease with how she agreed to her requests.

Mira nose dived in the other woman's pussy, and found with some delight the exquisite sounds she made the more she experimented. She put the temple of her nose over the other woman's clit, and let it massage her while the paladin sought deeper and deeper for more cum. Would this even be considered sex? She slid a finger in, and how surprised she was to find out the love tunnel wasnt at all uniform, there were softer and rougher parts, and to each Jasmine answered in a different manner. Mira continued to flech more and more of the Incubus aphrodisiac cum, until her cocktail grew dry of the male ingredient, and the second twin screamed her orgasm.

Mira felt a hand cupping her chin, and she saw her friend's eyes when she brought her eyes up. That same friendship and support, now colored in a different way. Mira smiled, proud of herself. "You are almost finishing me, Mira... there is a little more, are you interested?" Mira was, and she couldnt tell why. Jasmine turned around, and like a hound, Mira could smell more of Usmar's musky semen.

Jasmine helped her find it, by spreading her cheeks. It was such an alien thought, she had seen Usmar fuck her in that role, but still she couldnt imagine her put her lips around the sphincter, and suck it. She found some cum, but it was so little. She trailed her tongue around the dark entrance, and to her surprise Jasmine almost came. Not caring anymore for the cum, she pressed her face against the spread ass cheeks, and stuck her tongue inside the channel, probing and exploring, trying to find out what reaction she could find. Mira felt hands on her own ass, and memories of all the pain and hurt Marus gave her when he **** her flooded inside her mind.

It made her all the hotter.

Jasmine began to moan louder and louder, pleading, begging her for her not to stop. Mira felt fingers inside her pussy. The small part of her that was still a disciplined paladin chided the lewd creature she was becoming, telling her she deserved all that was going to happen to her. Her awareness grew, but Aleira's voice was still urging her to go on, and Mira was so used to obeying her. Marus, the false Marus, put the knob of his cock at her entrance, but didnt enter. What was he waiting for? Jasmine continued to urge her to tongue her ass, and she was doing the best she could. "finger my pussy!" she obeyed "more, faster! Ah, ah, AAAH"

Her friend orgasmed in front of her, her legs bucking, she fell on the cushions. Mira felt a mixture of pride and shame at what just happened. Mira felt hands grabbing her from behind, her breasts, bringing her closer to Marus, and impaling her on his cock. She screamed out of reflex, but truly his cock slid inside her with greater ease than she imagined, or remembered. He turned her head to kiss her, but the paladin fought against it. He could be fucking her, but she wasnt going to be kissing him like she kissed Aleira. That was special. He didnt appear to mind, and began to thrust in and out of her with steady pace.

"You are such a beauty, Mira. You have no idea how long I have been dreaming of making love to you" Aramis, the man disguised as Marcus, told the paladin. "d-dont use that word" She had to moan to say that, and betray how good this **** felt this time. "R-**** me. hate me."

"I love you. You are the most beautiful woman I ever met" Aramis insisted, which only made Mira angrier "NO! HATE ME! FUCK ME! **** ME!" there was such poison in her words, but she began to thrust herself back on his cock, with such mighty and speed that it did finally hurt her, like she wanted.

"So you want me to **** you?" Aramis asked, he also was drunk in demonic energies and aphrodisiac

"Yes! **** me!" the paladin screamed, filled with self loath and arousal. She felt a tinge of regret when she felt his cock slid out of her, and surprise when she felt it began to **** itself inside her rectum. She clinched her sphincter, trying to keep him out, but he was stronger and more insistent than her, and she finally began to lose ground, to give in, to feel his bulbous head stretch her anus and more and more of his shaft slide inside her rectum. She lost more and more resistance with each trust, with each time his volumous phallus shaped her entrails, each time he made her his. But if she had to do it, she really wanted this to be the way, rather than a pliant surrender to the Lust Demon.

Mira felt her first orgasm hit her like a Sledgehammer. Her entire world went spinning, her legs were weak, she lost all strength in her body... instead it was all a wave of pure bliss.

A second body stood in front of her, the muscular bronze shape of Usmar. He was sheathed in sweat and the perfume of five other women. With a cock thrusting in and out of her ass, it didnt occur to feel jealousy, she just felt ashamed.

"D-dont look at me" she remembered the False Marcus words of seeing if their feelings would endure her being fucked by another, and now here she was, being fucked by the devil. He slowed his pace, savoring her shame, letting her enjoy each inch he slid inside her. "I am a ... deviant"

"You are beautiful" the real Marus said, watching the woman of his dreams exhaling an inebriating amount of lust. "You always wanted to be ****" he concluded. Finally he found an explanation to his liking on why he had behaved so poorly during his first session with Mira. He leaned in to kiss her, and she didnt reject him.

She felt her body being pressed against the sweaty, bronze statue that was Usmar, herself being raised from her feet. Her pussy lips found another cockhead, and it was Marus in front of her. The real one, abandoning his disguise. "I knew it. Somehow, I always knew it" Mira murmured as she felt the demonic cock take his rightful place on her twat.

"Of course you knew, darling. The one behind you is Aramis an old acquaintance..." Like every villain, Marus felt the urge to brag and explain his plan. Mira kissed his lips, as her body struggled to accommodate the two huge cocks inside her. "Dont talk. Just **** me" She felt a deep yearning of her soul being fulfilled, and her mind blanked out of her mission, of her sins, and of her future.

A golden apparition observed invisible. "the goddess will always love you, but she will love your son even more" he told to no one. "I am sorry that you wont be able to remember this" And with a wave of his hand he robbed Mira of memory of her holy mission, the prophecy that her son would become a paladin and kill Marus. It was too dangerous to leave it with her, eventually the mind reader Incubus would find it out, and it would be impossible to protect a child.

Bereft of memories of her higher purpose, the multiple orgasms Mira felt during her **** served only to speed her downfall from grace. Eventually the love of her son would bring her old self back, but for now and many years to come, she became the Incubus favorite **** ****.