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The Summoning -- Silent Moans (DaddysBitch x Inwiththebooks)

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It was around midnight that the lightening storms began. The thunder echoed off the walls as the lightening illuminated the house. With her book laid out in front of her, Lillian began drawing out jer circle -- ensuring that it was big enough to fit her and all her supplies safely inside. The circle remained partially opened, allowing her to move around as need be. She drew three very specific sigils around her circle -- ones for protection and the like. She began setting up her black candles, placing them equal distances apart. Lillian closed the circle, and began to ground herself. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her breathing calmed -- allowing her candles to be lit and the ritual to begin.

She lay skyclad (naked) in the center of the circle, assuming the pentacle position (arms and legs spread). In her mind's eye, she saw the circle illuminate -- glowing and ebbing with power. While in this circle, she was safe -- separate from the rest of the house. Her vibrant blue eyes remained closed as she softly began to recite the summoning rite from memory. She studied long and hard to perfect the ritual. As the rite finished, she pictured a black figure standing before her. No particular details, just a black silhouette. Her sex became moist, images flicking through her mind like a porno.
 
The candles flared bright and hot, wax dribbling in streams down the sides of the stalks as the flames grew and departed their place. The fire grew into an inferno above the circle, the flames occasionally lightly licking at the flesh of the summoner. A shape started to form from the fires, arms and legs sprouting from the insubstantial cloud. Gleaming beads of crimson made up the eyes, their malevolence immeasurable as they gazed down upon the form of the woman in the middle of the circle. Following the figure were moans of both bliss and pain, excess taken to its highest extreme in the realm the creature was from.

The fires winked out and left standing in their place was a woman, though one with a number of warning signs about her. Leathery wings stretched and arched outwards, thick and dark in appearance. A dark tail wound itself down the woman’s leg at her direction, moving as a snake might. In place of proper nails on her fingers and toes were claws immaculately trimmed and sharp enough to cleave flesh from bone. Her form itself was perfection incarnate, every curve and contour appearing to have been carved from ivory by the hands of a god. Dark black hair fell loosely about her head carelessly and appeared silky smooth. Her eyes were as two drops of blood set in her skull, crimson pupils staring at the summoner.

Lilith turned her gaze to the circle itself that protected the summoner, frowning slightly as she did. A pity, the construct lacked any exploitable flaws. Either the woman here was very careful or had done this sort of thing before. The demoness was willing to bet upon the former over the latter. Whatever the case was, Lilith was stuck here until either the person whose will maintained her presence died or she was dismissed. Her smoldering eyes returned to the human woman, fixing her with a seductive gaze.

“I am Lilith, greater demoness of lust and pleasure. Why have you summoned me, little human? Do you seek forbidden knowledge? Perhaps power? Or something more… primal?” The demoness purred, her voice smooth and silky with an almost erotic undercurrent.

As she spoke she slid her hand down the slope of her own breasts and towards her navel, her other being drawn up her thigh slowly. The demoness was well aware of her advantages and disadvantages so thus she did not threaten or attack the summoner. Honey was much easier to get a person to swallow; focusing on their needs was often the key to success. It also was a good way to gauge the experience of the summoner in question.
 
Her body grew warm and flush within the circle, a small smile forming across Lillian's lips. She took a deep breath, taking in the sweet scent that lured just beyond the safety of her structure. Even virgin and inexperienced, she remained calm -- confident even. The flames illuminated her pale skin. The demoness' soft voice tugged at her darkest desires, leaving an undeniable urge in its wake.

Lillian squirmed beneath her gaze, her will demolishing as her eyes fluttered open to reveal the long haired demon before her. Her green eyes wandered over Lilith's naked form, her breath catching as she watched her hands dance across her leathery skin. "I seek to have an ache fulfilled," Lillian softly moaned as she crawled her way to the edge of the circle. She gazed into her crimson eyes, her need for release growing stronger.. Urgent. Lillian sat on her knees before her, her pale flesh begging to be touched and teased.
 
Lilith kept her seductive smile upon her face though her mind was working at figuring out how best to deal with this. The woman had aches she needed fulfilled, the succubus was certain that she could satisfy them and then drag her soul to the underworld for some fun times. However the circle was rather the fly in the soup of this situation. She needed to coax the summoner out from its protection before she could take her in every conceivable manner. A bit of persuasion might not go amiss though the summoner likely would not take much convincing in that direction.

The succubus stepped forward and placed her nether lips right before the summoner’s face, touching the boundary between them with the tip of her claw. It sparked and flared, singing the appendage slightly but leaving Lilith no worse for wear. The succubus adopted a pout of sorts and turned it fully upon the summoner. She folded her arms beneath her breasts and lifted them slightly. Her smoldering eyes flickered with perverse promises and when she spoke her voice would seem to echo with the power of pleasure, the erotic undercurrents just as strong as before. She needed to play up the promise of pleasure to win this one over.

“Awww… I’d love to satisfy your every craving, but sadly this barrier between us prevents that. I promise not to hurt you, little human. Come on out, and I’ll make you feel better than you have ever felt in your life. Better than you will ever feel again in your mortal life.” The demoness purred, licking her lips slowly and deliberately.
 
Lillian watched attentively as Lilith pouted. Her hole grew slick and hot at the sight of her lower lips and up pushed breasts. Her body ached far worse than before. She groaned as her hands found her breasts. Pinching and pulling on her sensitive nipples.

"Do you promise to fulfill my needs?" Lillian half moaned, her hands massaging her tits as she watched Lilith closely. "If you promise.. I'll let you in," she said with a smile, only inches away from the demoness. Her hands wandered down her smooth skin, her nails grazing down to her moist lips.
 
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