Chapter 101. The Pregnancy of Succubus Bella (1)
The Pregnancy of Succubus Bella (1)
Under dim lighting, the succubus Bella lay naked on the bed.
She wasn't in human form. With her bat-like wings spread wide behind her back and her tail coiled around her thigh, she was in her true demonic form.
Bella thrust the pink dildo in her hand into her pussy while arching her back. Though it was merely a rubber imitation, its size and veiny texture perfectly resembled Lucian's member.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ah! Ah! Master! It's too big! So full! Uwaaah!"
Bella trembled as she plunged the dildo deep into her dripping wet cunt.
With one hand, she roughly kneaded her ample breasts while the other pistoned the toy in and out with frenzied abandon. Her reddened slit was already soaked with her juices, producing white froth with every thrust.
"Lucian-sama... please... fill me... with your hot... inside Bella's pussy...!"
She moaned Lucian's name to the empty air while rubbing her clit with the tip of her tail.
The sight of a demon masturbating while craving his essence made Lucian clear his throat.
"Ahem, ahem."
"...!!"
Though startled, Bella didn't stop impaling herself on the dildo. The moment she spotted Lucian standing at the doorway, her face flushed crimson.
"Master!!"
She yanked out the deeply embedded dildo and flung it aside before leaping naked from the bed to tackle Lucian.
Thud!
"You came to feed my pussy! No wonder my body's been burning up all day!"
"Wait, hold on—"
As Lucian tried to peel her off, Bella clung to him like glue, wrapping her limbs around him. Her slick pussy ground against his lower abdomen, leaving a wet stain.
"Master, you've been neglecting me too much lately! I'm starving to the point of withering away!"
Bella licked his neck while whining.
"Even livestock needs timely feeding so their meat stays tender when butchered. Starving them makes the texture tough."
"Huh...?"
Comparing herself to livestock while begging for sex—this demon never failed to amuse him.
Lucian chuckled. Though initially threatening, Bella had become nothing short of a 'demon version of Ella (Victoria)'—attention-starved, desperate for intimacy, just more aggressive and straightforward. There was no malice in her.
"Fine. I'll give you plenty later, so calm down."
Lucian gave her ass a light smack to settle her before getting to the point.
"Do you know a vampire named Beatrice?"
Blinking while still cradled in his arms, Bella replied, "Beatrice? Oh, that strict woman who applied for the butler position?"
"You're acquainted?"
"Never met her personally, but she's quite famous in the Demon Realm. Former administrator of the Demon King's castle, right? Inflexible, by-the-books type—like a high-ranking bureaucrat."
Bella stuck out her tongue.
"She was notorious in the Demon Realm as a workaholic. Total opposite of us succubi—our job is to play, eat, and fuck, but that woman just worked day and night. Why ask about her?"
"I hired her as my butler."
"Pfft! Oh, Master. So the rumors about hiring a vampire butler were true? Do you want to be bitten? I can suck you way better than her."
Bella's account matched Gerard's.
And a 'workaholic'? Precisely what Eckhart Castle needed most right now.
'Beatrice, Bella... just how old are they?'
The way they casually referenced legends from the Demon King's era made their ages unfathomable. Yet their experience and abilities would prove invaluable.
"Good. Thanks."
Lucian decided to trust Beatrice.
As he turned to leave, Bella grabbed him, her tail slithering over his groin.
"Where are you going? You have to feed me first. I gave you information, didn't I?"
Her sultry gaze burned with desire, her body still radiating heat from her earlier self-indulgence.
"Sigh... Fine. Payment it is."
With a wry smile, Lucian headed toward the bed.
In the dungeon's hidden chamber, as the vampire butler's employment was finalized, the 'landlord's duty' to satiate his starving succubus was about to be fulfilled.
"Master, look at this."
Bella lifted her thin slip, exposing her pale, swollen belly.
"...?"
Lucian blinked in disbelief.
Her once-smooth abdomen, previously free of any fat, now protruded noticeably—like a woman three to four months pregnant.
"Bella... did you gain weight?"
"Tch, how rude! I'm pregnant with your baby!"
Giggling, she rubbed her belly. Lucian scoffed.
"A succubus getting pregnant? Don't be absurd. Nightmares can't reproduce. You probably just ate too much."
"Aww, it's true! I can feel it!"
"Enough with the tasteless jokes."
When Lucian frowned sternly, Bella pouted and sulked. Assuming it was just her usual attention-seeking antics, he indulged her in a vigorous round of sex before leaving the dungeon.
But the next morning...
As Bella entered his office, Lucian dropped his pen in shock.
"Master... my belly... it's strange."
Her stomach had swollen drastically overnight, now resembling a six-to-seven-month pregnancy. Her breasts had also visibly engorged, the veins beneath the skin taut and prominent.
"What in the...?"
"I don't know either. A succubus conceiving is unheard of in demon history... But... didn't the Saintess get pregnant miraculously too? Why not me?"
Though bewildered, Bella stroked her belly with a peculiar hopefulness.
"But... our baby's growing fast. It feels like it's feeding on my energy. At this rate, it might be born in just a few days, mmph..."
Lucian felt dizzy.
My child... a half-demon hybrid?
He'd always used Contraception Magic with Bella. But as with Sophia's case, his potent seed and her unique physiology as a damaged succubus might have bypassed it.
'If this gets out...'
Cold sweat trickled down his back.
The castle would erupt in chaos—but if Rachel found out?
She wouldn't just faint. Enraged at the scandal of an illegitimate child, especially one conceived with a monster, she might even try to eliminate Bella. Noble society prized honor above all; such a reaction was inevitable.
Lucian spent the night wide-eyed with dread.
Then, on the third day...
Bella waddled into his office, her body now so heavy she could barely walk.
Her belly had ballooned further, looking ready to burst—like a woman in her final trimester. The stretched skin of her thin maternity dress revealed her protruding navel and stretch marks.
"Ugh...! Hhk!"
The moment she entered, Bella retched and collapsed onto the sofa.
Her face was pallid, her hair damp with sweat, her brow twisted in pain. Gone was the seductive, confident succubus.
"Bella!"
Lucian rushed to support her.
In that instant, instead of disgust or fear, overwhelming pity surged through him.
Until now, he'd only held her occasionally—when she begged enough—dismissing her as just a demon.
Yet here she was, suffering while carrying his child.
'The mother... of my baby.'
That thought transformed how he saw her. She was his woman now—someone to protect and take responsibility for.
"Master... my body's too heavy... all my energy's being drained... my bones feel crushed... sob..."
Bella wept like a child. At a loss, Lucian gripped her hand.
"I'll summon a physician. No—I'll call I-seo!"
"No!"
Bella frantically clutched his sleeve.
"Human medicine won't work... Only you can save us, Master."
"Me? How...?"
Tears welling, she gazed up and whispered desperately:
"I'm a succubus. Only your semen... can save me and our baby. To escape this pain... I need your yang energy."
Lucian hesitated.
Her belly was mountainous. The idea of having sex while she looked ready to burst was unthinkable.
And his member was practically a weapon—could he really thrust that into her already strained, compressed passage?
"But... it's too dangerous. The baby could get hurt, or your body—"
"Nngh...
A nightmare's body won't break that easily. The baby's strong too—it has your blood."
Groaning, she clutched her belly as another wave of pain hit.
"
Ahhk!
Master! Please... it hurts so much...
sob...
"
Her tone was uncharacteristically sincere.
Her pleas and tears stabbed at Lucian's heart.
The mother of his child was begging in agony—to save her.
Logically, he should refuse this reckless request. But instinct, paternal protectiveness, and compassion moved him.
"Sigh... Fine. But..."
Cradling her, Lucian carried her to the adjoining bedroom and laid her down.
Lifting her skirt, he alternated between staring at her swollen belly and tearful eyes.
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