The Suspicious Back-Alley Whore (3)
"...Huh...?"
As Mona, who had been moving tirelessly until now, suddenly stopped, Mattis—right on the verge of climax—looked down at her in confusion.
Mona gazed up at him with a smile. That plain face he'd thought so unremarkable now seemed, somehow, more beautiful than any beauty he'd ever known—an illusion that grew ever more captivating. And with a smile like nectar from the heavens...
She looked up at Mattis.
"Sir Mattis, Sir Mattis... I want to keep going, but... I have something really curious on my mind..."
"I love adventurers, so I go around collecting rumors and stuff..."
"So, about that... The 'Platinum' rank adventurer you saw earlier today... You said you remembered something, right~?"
"Wouldn't you tell me~? ♥"
Mona subtly pressed her breasts together around Mattis's meat rod, making them jiggle enticingly. That alone pushed him, teetering on the edge, to let out a groan as he nodded frantically.
He had no choice but to nod. He couldn't resist.
Mona looked up at him in satisfaction. And on her head... strange horns had sprouted on both sides, curved like a ram's.
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"Ahh... I see, I see... A blonde woman, insanely strong..."
Mona murmured with a delighted hmm~, then rewarded him lavishly by rubbing and grinding his cock between her voluptuous tits as if praising a good boy.
Mattis threw his head back with another groan.
...He'd already been at his limit for a while now; even a puff of breath on his glans would make him cum. And yet, strangely, for the past little while... he just couldn't release.
Even after all that relentless milking from Mona earlier, all those orgasms wrung out of him... right now, no matter what, he couldn't cum.
Mona circled her fingertip teasingly around the dark purple tip poking out from between her breasts, then giggled and prodded him for his next answer. To dig deeper, recall anything special. Anything at all. She didn't say it outright, but her gestures and gaze demanded it clearly.
And if he couldn't satisfy her... it felt like a veiled threat that his cock wouldn't get satisfaction either.
There was no real basis for it. She was just some worthless back-alley whore, after all.
Yet Mattis, as if entranced, desperately ransacked his mind. He rolled his brick-like, sluggish brain for any scrap of info that might please her, even a little.
Before he knew it, their dynamic had flipped completely—but he had no spare bandwidth to notice.
And finally. After tearing through his pathetic memory in a frenzy...
He dredged up something new.
"Ah... Uh... A, a mark..!!"
"Pardon?"
"There was a mark... on the back of her hand... That was definitely... the Hero's Blessing..!"
Mona's eyes sparkled.
She pressed him urgently for details on the mark, but he'd only glimpsed it fleetingly, so he couldn't recall precisely. Mona clicked her tongue softly in annoyance, but Mattis was too desperate pleading with her to notice.
"P-Please... let me cum... I beg you... I don't... know anything else...!"
"...Well, alright. You did well enough~♪"
With a soft chuckle, she lifted her heavy breasts and squeezed down hard.
"Ugh, oh, oooooohhh...!!"
"Feels good, right~? Like this, and like thiiiis~?"
"A-Ahh... Let me cum, please...!!"
"...Hehe, just hold on a little longer... I'll make it feel so good... ♥"
Skillfully grinding his shaft between her tits, she poured raw pleasure into him with her plush flesh. No way could titfucking feel this good... or so he'd think—but it shattered his entire life up to now. Mona's service was pure ecstasy.
It felt like some bizarre magnetism drawing out his lust, scraping his lower belly like a iron rake in a mind-melting bliss that left him moaning.
And at last—
"――There, permission granted ♥"
After driving him relentlessly to the brink, Mona planted a light kiss on the exposed glans between her breasts. Like flipping a switch, his cock swelled, and thick ropes of white semen erupted in powerful spurts—
pssh, pssh, pssh, pssh.
He'd already cum so many times; there was no way it should be this thick and milky anymore. And yet, dense male essence laden with baby batter poured out freely.
"――――――"
Mattis stared at the ceiling, mumbling something, but it wasn't coherent speech.
Mona didn't care anyway.
But the cum splattered on her face and tits? She licked it up greedily with her unnaturally long tongue, savoring every drop like it was the most delicious treat.
"Hehe, delicious... Thanks for the meal~♪"
With a face full of utter delight, her ram horns now joined by a glossy tail and wings, plus those slit-pupiled red eyes marking her as otherworldly—the succubus Mona laughed merrily.
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She'd drained every last drop of essence from this man, but left just enough so he wouldn't die.
She'd gotten plenty of info and siphoned his seed to her heart's content... She could leave now.
But Mona grabbed the dazed, essence-drained Mattis by the head and jolted his mind awake with magic.
His eyes, vacant as if his soul had fled.
She locked her gaze with his.
This wastes a ton of mana, so I hate doing it... but for caution's sake.
Strange lines, shapes, and runes formed a geometric pattern in Mona's eyes as she met his stare—a spell unique to demons, enhanced by succubus traits. She dove straight into his consciousness.
Rifling through his memories, she found what she sought almost immediately.
Emilia's memory must have burned bright. Golden curls peeking from her hood. Face hidden by a mask, but her slender hands and arms escaping the hood... and her overall build screamed woman.
Plus, on the back of her left hand that he'd grabbed: a strange mark of a sword, sun, and scales.
It didn't suit those delicate white hands—too crude for a mere tattoo.
And Mona knew what it meant.
The Hero's Blessing... The Hero's Blessing itself!
Found it. Jackpot!
Mona severed the link instantly.
Sure enough, the 'Platinum' adventurer Mattis had spotted was the Hero she'd been hunting.
The Edenberts family—hero lineage, wiped out overnight by mystery assailants. Their sole survivor, chosen as this generation's Hero: Emilia Edenberts.
She'd tracked the Hero's presence to this city, but it was vague; Mona had felt lost. Scouring the whole place seemed daunting—until she heard about the guild's enigmatic 'Platinum' adventurer. A long shot, but she'd tried.
And hit the bullseye on the first go.
Today's my lucky day~♪
Bonus: Peeking into his memories revealed a bit about the woman's connections. Nothing super personal, but she seemed close to the guild master—professional stuff, not lovers, but opportunities to be alone together? Perfect leverage.
And for that, she'd need this man's help.
Mona whipped up a quick plan on the spot, then bit his nape, leaving a shallow wound that healed into a bizarre tattoo—the mark of becoming her demon thrall.
Finally, to avoid suspicion from his buddies, she force-fed him a potion to restore some stamina, then slipped out.
No uproar, despite her unsubtle demon horns and tail. Late hour meant everyone asleep, plus her Perception Impairment barrier for insurance—even the Hero wouldn't notice unless she got close.
Perfect... Time to contact Master right away.
'Found the Hero safe and sound... Got a plan to trap her,' I'll say~♪
"Hehehe, this is gonna be fun~♪"
With a gleeful giggle, Mona bounced through the silent city streets alone, her steps light and thrilled...
