Arrival
Seona and the second-daughter succubus had tangled their bodies together again and again after that.
She had not wanted to touch him. But when he kept begging with that pleading look, she could not resist the temptation.
She herself had taken Seona's body countless times alongside her sisters. The feel of that hard, delicious thing was something she would never forget. She had felt a pang of regret that she could no longer claim him — and then the situation reversed. He was the one who wanted her. Combined with the chance to ease her own guilt by granting his requests, she finally chose to give him what he asked for.
"Harder... hngh... make it hurt more... haah... haah..."
Seona deliberately begged to be taken while asking her to make it painful, and she slammed her hips hard against him, driving agony into his lower body as he wanted.
When even that was not enough, he seized both her arms and looked up at her with wet eyes, guiding her hands onto his throat.
She knew what it meant. She could not bring herself to do something so violent, and tried to pull her hands away — then a tremor ran through the hands gripping her arms.
Perhaps it was the sadism that surged when he pleaded with those wet eyes. Against her own better judgment, she closed her fingers around his throat as he wanted — and drove her hips even faster.
Seona was begging to be choked and ravaged madly so that Miel would taste the pleasure and pain he was feeling now. The Yin Crest linked them; Miel would share this agony. His revenge against her would not end with this alone.
"Hngh... kuh..... ghk-ghk..... heuk..... heuuuuk...."
Choked, Seona felt himself harden and came. Then he felt his tongue go slack and slip from his mouth. Cold air touching his heated tongue made him realize it fully.
When she saw he had finished once, the second daughter seemed about to treat him gently — she took her hands from his throat and tried to pull free of the thing she had swallowed. As if reluctant to lose that sensation, Seona reached out and urged her to lean down. Then he put his own tongue into her mouth and kissed her directly.
By now Miel would know this was sex Seona himself was seeking. Through the Yin Crest she would feel not the sensation of receiving a tongue, but of putting one into someone else's mouth and savoring it.
As the thought kept rising that he wanted her to suffer as much as possible, Seona spoke to the second daughter.
"Take me again. This time, no matter how much I beg — don't hold back... Break me."
When sadism rose again in the second daughter's eyes, Seona felt anticipation. He looked forward to her, now fully switched on, ravaging him to the brink of death. In his heart he desperately prayed that Miel, who had betrayed him, would suffer more and regret.
After twenty climaxes, the second daughter climbed off him.
Seona deliberately did not heal his body, wanting to feel the pain more intensely. His body already suffered greater pressure from the Demon Realm's air, yet he kept begging to be taken as if he did not care whether he died.
The second daughter was sickened by his frenzied state. She had stopped not because she was satisfied, but because she truly felt she might wring him dry and kill him.
When it was over, she looked over Seona's body. The cock she had milked again and again was swollen and misshapen, as if it still remembered the shape of her insides. Multiple red handprints marked his throat from all the times she had choked him. Because her lust had exploded, his neck, shoulders, and arms were covered in kiss marks — and beyond that, bite marks she had carved to claim him as hers, scattered all over his body.
This man should have been able to heal himself, yet for some reason he had not. It looked as if he wanted to feel the pain. Looking at that decadent body, liquid was dripping again between her own legs — but if she took Miel's mate any further without him healing, he might die, so she had no choice but to stop.
Earlier, when she had been thrusting and choking him, she had heard the sound of him nearly losing his breath, and it had frightened her. That strange mix of excitement and fear that she might kill the male while taking him. It was the feeling of herself changing through an act where she could pour out sadism she had never felt before.
Thinking him a truly terrifying male, she went to fetch a towel and water to clean him.
When the second daughter left the room for water and a towel, Seona — eyes unfocused, breathing hard — felt a strange pleasure in being able to forget Miel every time his mind went blank.
He had used the second daughter who resembled Miel because he wanted Miel, and now he knew that choice had not been wrong. When she who looked like Miel swallowed him not with Miel's gentle sex but as roughly as that hateful kidnapper from the past, he found himself thinking that Miel too was a trash woman who handled men roughly and crudely, no different from a kidnapper.
He was projecting Miel onto her, making her act like trash, and cursing Miel inside. Every time his mind went white, that hatred grew larger. Only this way, it seemed, could he forget Miel. To kill his interest in her, he needed that second daughter who resembled her — to find the face of Miel that was no different from that kidnapper.
Seona liked this method. Changing the image of Miel he held and making Miel suffer — this was the perfect revenge he had conceived.
After that, Seona kept demanding the second daughter take him. Her sadism grew steadily, and she continued to ravage him roughly.
Ravaging him as if to break him, until one day Seona did not just nearly stop breathing — he actually stopped. She had gripped his throat too hard and crushed it, or bitten too hard and torn open the carotid artery in his neck.
Seona had thought of accepting death, thinking that if his life ended this way he might be freed from this pain. But knowing his revenge was not yet finished, he healed his body.
The first time she had nearly killed him, the second daughter had trembled, hands shaking, and wept on the bed in profound shock. But that was the past now. Once Seona healed himself and fixed his body, she no longer cared — she took him as if it truly did not matter if he died.
Seona had corrupted the second-daughter succubus. By engraving twisted desire and sadism into a succubus whose nature was to treat men gently, and by accepting it all freely, he had twisted and corrupted her heart. Now, no matter what man she met, none would accept her twisted desires — so she would surely want Seona.
In truth this was not even the picture Seona had wanted, but he wanted to show Miel this sight when she came looking for him someday. His own form accepting any violence, and the second daughter who resembled him taking him as they consumed each other — he wanted to show Miel that and give her great pain.
So it still was not enough. To make Miel suffer even more, he needed to fill the second daughter with even more twisted, filthy desires. Because that was the perfect revenge he wanted.
Yurin had noticed a week ago that Miel's condition was bad, and had been carrying her on her back.
Four weeks had passed since the expedition left that hideout. After expedition leader Maria died, Seona's mother Mina had become expedition leader. Perhaps the position made the person. Mina displayed power no less formidable than Maria's, repelling the packs pursuing them. It was hard to believe she had suddenly become so strong, as if she had become a different person.
Miel occasionally made choking sounds, coughing and gasping. The liquid dripping from between her legs had already soaked Yurin's entire back. The succubi had surely started taking Seona again. She could tell the intensity was different this time. Looking at Miel choking as if strangled, blood seeping from bites all over, Yurin ground her teeth imagining what Seona was enduring.
Miel was still dripping. At first Yurin had found it disgusting, but she could not leave Miel thrashing on the ground making only rough breathing sounds. Even as her back was soiled, she carried her along. Since neither she nor Miel were combat members, taking her this way should not be a problem.
But the packs of about thirty pursuing them had already killed more than half the combat members. Quite a number of combat members were already gone. If Miel did not come to her senses soon, there was no telling what might happen.
Soon the valley near the succubus territory that Miel had spoken of would come into view. They had planned to establish a forward base there, reorganize, and make new plans. Especially since so many combat positions were empty, they needed to change the occupation plans. The expedition was already close to failure...
Likely someone would propose seizing the Gate location and returning to Earth. Before that, they had to rescue Seona first.
Before the meeting started, Yurin called Mina and proposed they rescue Seona first. Before returning to Earth through the Gate, they would free Seona — and go back to Earth together. Mina readily accepted and agreed.
The thought of soon seeing Seona again brought joy — but also pain, wondering how badly he had been treated.