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Summoning the Wrong One (Sierra & Bear)

Sierra-117

Sierra-117

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 25, 2014
Jacob looked at his book in his room, a look of both exhaustion and annoyance in his eyes. He had been studying this for hours now, alone in his room, waiting for midnight. It was close now, he could hear the snores drifting through the corridors as his fellow mages slept. His grey eyes scanned the page again, making sure he knew when to add the ingredients and to recall the incantation to memory, running a hand through his short, blond hair, trying his best to remember everything. Reidor School of Mages was tough, so tough in fact he had already seen 3 of the 25 people he had come here with leave, without their powers, as they had fallen so far behind. He was in trouble of doing the same. He was already on the verge of failing tasks, not at the level of his peers and he risked losing his powers.

That was something Jacob could not, and would not, accept. He had worked so hard the past year to remain here. The teaching mages had commented that he possessed true power and would be an amazing mage, if he could just channel that energy and utilize it in the best way possible. That was the problem, the larger the reserves, the harder to draw from. Controlling the magic within was an extremely difficult and exhausting process. It was no coincidence that the best mages in his class were the ones not expected to do much more than open a business. But, it meant they could channel their energy with ease. Great things were expected of Jacob, if he could channel that energy, but his time was running out. He had already been given a warning by the head mage that if he did not improve soon, the stripping ceremony would be for him. He did not want that.

He had turned to the one thing he was best at, study, to see if he could find a way to better channel his energy. And, after days of searching, reading and studying, he had found a way. A demon could tap into that reservoir and help the mage channel it with ease. However, they had to be summoned and bound. One wrong move and he could rip himself apart, summon a demon that was too weak to help or summon one so powerful he could not hope to control it with his current level of magic. But, desperate times called for desperate measures. He looked out his window, seeing that it was almost midnight, so it was time for him to sneak out and head to a field adjacent to the college grounds so he could perform the ceremony.

Jacob slowly packed the ingredients into a sack and lifted them, carrying it down the hall. He moved slowly, quietly, listening for any footsteps or whispers as he moved through the colorful, yet dark, hallway. He soon made it to the door, muttering something under his breath and opening his grey eyes, able to temporarily detect heat signatures outside the door. Nothing, that was good. He opened the door slowly and closed it quietly behind him before heading to the spot he had picked.

He drew the pentagram, making sure that every detail was taken care of. He then started mixing the ingredients, humming incantations each time he added something. He was almost there. He placed the bowl in the center of the pentagram, it would be what would force the demon up. Acatorio, malecious, hidous, relaf, conpriti, mishant he thought in his head, knowing that was correct. He removed his robe, as was required, dressed in only a loin cloth, his rib-cage on show, the pointed edges sticking out, rising and falling like little bumps. He hadn't eaten much since had started to fall behind, meaning his physique wasn't the healthiest. He folded his robe neatly and prepared.

He closed his eyes and started to recant the spell that would force the demon out. "Acatorio, malecius, hidous, relaf, conpriti, mishant! Demon, I summon you to do my biding, come to me, be my servant and help me channel this power" he said, not realising he had not pronounced malecious correctly, the word that controlled the power of the demon. A blinding flash of light emitted from the bowl of mixed ingredients, causing him to cover them, his vision still full of light even when he closed his eyelids it was that strong. He could hear the sound of something being sucked from hell, his head full of the torture the minds of those poor souls were experiencing, due to him opening the rift, making him want to scream out. But he did not, and it soon faded, as did the light. He opened his eyes, not knowing what he expected to see.
 
Of all the magics that ruled the underworld, there was nothing quite like the power that ruled both sides of the living - sex. In life, she had been a young girl blessed with the curves of a woman made to bear children. Her breasts budded when she'd been hardly fifteen and her hips had become wide and curvy by the time she'd hit puberty properly. She had been a beautiful thing, but her blessing had also been a curse that had left her the victim of a trade that had existed nearly from the beginning of time. Where there were beautiful women, there would always be men that craved sex, needed it more like beasts than like anything human.

Sex had been her trade from the moment that she'd blossomed fully into her womanhood, the bloods betraying her for what she was. Her father had been a good man but he had been poor enough that he was willing to offer up the only good that had been marketable. Unfortunately for his daughter, it had been her body. Sex sold better than the meager crops and had lead towards her downfall because even if sex was the best thing they had to offer, men always wanted more. Her life ended when she was young, a girl that was hardly nineteen and was in her prime, her last moments with the hands of a man around her throat as he pumped his cock into her the last few pitiful times.

Her life had lead her to really only one final destination she could ever get to, a Hell that had been personalized just for her. An endless succession of men that tortured her in ways that she couldn't deal with. Most people took well over a century before they broke but she had been someone that had been weak to begin with. Her human life had left her a fractured soul that was subject to being made into something new. All of the cracks and holes in her heart had been filled and for the first time in her life and death.... She'd been whole. The broken pieces of her mind pulled together as she was made new, her body changing and her mind altered as she was reborn from a simple human to... Lilith.

They chanted her name for her as she'd risen from the blood of the damned a new creature, her skin covered in scales and face elongated so that she looked like a hybrid between a snake and human. Even with her scaled wings and horns she was a beautiful creature, her face soft and her body supple. The underworld took her in as one of its own and had made her into something better than she could have made herself. Living, she had been an empty shell. Dead, Lilith was a much more interesting thing. They taught her magicks and spells, imbued her with powers she had only imagined of as a human girl. It had all swollen her head up and made her more confident in herself, putting a hunger in her that was unlike anything else.

The hunger was what drove her and made her eager for her powers to grow, moving in the ranks quicker than the other demons that won their power on their backs or on their knees. It was hunger that lead her to the spot where the worlds were at their thinnest, sitting beneath where she knew she was closest to the topside. Her eyes closed as she tilted her head back and there was a moment of peace.

The moment of peace ended as she felt something in her like a hook, tugging her so hard that her back arched and her breath was taken from her. A low groan came from her lips as she felt the hook release, everything coming to a screeching halt as she stood in the center of a room. The candles around her flickered before faltering and blowing out, her eyes opening to see a place that was humble in its appearance. Her breath left her body in a whoosh as she sighed, her body heavy as she lifted her head to look over everything. There was no one save for a man, dressed in clothing that was foreign to her. Her eyes moved over him slowly, realizing only then that she was robbed of her wings, the usual backdrop of her vision.

Her eyes searched his face slow as a smirk found her face, "You... Explain yourself."
 
Jacob felt the flash fade and he opened his eyes slowly. He could barely see, the light still had him blinded, but he couldn't help but grin as a figure stood in the pentagram circle had drawn. The outline of the body came slowly more into focus as his eyes readjusted, he saw something that he was not expecting. There was a woman in front of him. She looked like the most perfect thing in the world. But that was a problem. The spell had supposed to summon a male one, so that he wouldn't be sexually attracted to it and it could use that attraction to make him set it free. He knew that something had gone wrong, but it hadn't moved so that was something.

He looked at her and tilted his head, smiling at her. "Welcome to the mortal world, demon" he said with confidence, her not making a move yet, which he thought meant that she was contained within the pentagram circle. "I am Jacob and I have called you to this world to help me improve my magical abilities, but let's test your obedience before I let you leave that circle, kneel" he said, quite confident that she would. She didn't budge and immediately Jacob's mind went to panic mode. She was obviously a strong demon, most would kneel after being summoned. What had gone wrong? He had mixed the ingredients at the right time, he had drawn the circle perfectly, he had said the incantation. Had he mis-pronounced something?

It didn't matter, he needed to send her back as soon as possible before she overwhelmed him. He lunged forward, covering his eyes, slapping the symbol at the edge of the pentagram that was meant to send her back. He saw the flash of light through his eyelids, not blinded this time as he had expected it. Once it died down, he opened his eyes only to see her still standing there, not sent back to where she had came from. Crap, I summoned an upper demon! he thought to himself, his faced etched in fear and panic. He began to back up, channeling his mana in his hands, a blue ball forming in it. He looked at the large ball of warm magic before firing it at her, wanting to get as much distance as quickly as possible, hoping the spell would stun her and allow him to get away back to the school for help.
 
As the power ebbed slowly away from the spellwork that he'd done, Lilith was left with several conclusions that came to her nearly at once. The first was that the inept man that had managed to mangle so much as a simple summoning hex was too naive to know what he'd done, and another that she'd been afforded an opportunity that few were given. She was topside. Her eyes glittered in her dark intention and her lips curled slow into a smile as she watched the unassuming man try to bend her to his will in a test of his force.

There was a light tug in her chest at the command and she could feel the spell work that was supposed to make her pliant to his will. Instead of an urge that she couldn't resist, she felt a nagging tug at the back of her mind that almost made her laugh - almost. It would have been too betraying to actually chuckle. Instead, a word came cold from her lips like a smack to the face, "No."

Her blatant defiance would be a surefire admittance that the spell hadn't worked as he intended it to, his fear so sudden and strong that she could smell it sharp in the air. Jacob was quick, she had to give him that, but so utterly predictable. His spells were sloppy and she was able to cut the line with a toe before his hand slapped it, the light flashing more dull than the previous one before their eyes before he shot a weak spell at her. Compared to the heat she had suffered through in the pits, this was nothing more than the warmth of a spring day. She didn't back away from him now, instead growing brazen and willing her clumsy limbs into motion. They found fluidity quick enough, her hand wrapping around his wrist to twist his body into hers to let him feel the fullness of her curves against him and the warmth of her soft skin.

"You don't want to send me back," She purred, her voice soft and coaxing despite her harsh grip, her eyes magnetic as she tried to coerce him into bending towards her will.
 
Jacob knew that she was a higher demon when she was able to say no and when she knew what he was trying to do. Any regular or lesser demons would not have been smart enough to snub out the line with her toe before he could use the glyph to send her away. He couldn't believe it, he had looked down and seen that she had erased the symbol on the glyph, the spell just spraying light, nowhere near enough power to send her back down to the depths below. He knew that his spells were weak but he had hoped to let him get away. But he was unable to actually manage it. She shaked it off like she was nothing, seeing her smirking at him, almost like she was finding it cute. It affected his morality. He knew he was in trouble, but he had hoped to damage her enough to get away and get helped.

So Jacob wasn't surprised when he felt her hand wrapping around his wrist. He closed his eyes, fully expecting her other hand to wrap around his throat and either choke or snap it. However, he felt himself being pulled against the demon with great force, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest, her curves around him, feeling how warm she was, unnaturally warm. It was almost unsettling. But the he felt her mouth at his ear, her warm breath into it as she told him that he didn't want to send her back.
"And why not?" he asked, looking at her, a mix of fear and confusion. He didn't know what she wanted, but he couldn't give in. "You are a demon, someone corrupted in life and then in death. You gave in to your base urges, taking the deal rather than the suffering. You are evil incarnate, I had to try and send you back and I won't stop trying".

He looked at her, her features the most attractive he had ever seen, looking like she had been made especially for him. Maybe that was the way it was supposed to be, she had made her form to be the most appealing to him. "So, I can't control you and I won't let you control me. I might as well die anyway, I was going to be kicked out of the college and I definitely will be now. I won't help you, so either kill me or go back to where you came from because I will get others to hunt you down". He sounded like he was serious, accepting what was about to happen. There was no point in trying to fight, not trying to move himself from her. If he was going to die, dying against one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen wasn't bad. Even if it was a just a shell containing pure evil.
 
The man's body felt surprisingly cool against her own as she pressed against him and she was pleasantly aroused by the feel of his skin on her own.There was always trepidation when taking on a new sexual partner but this time she didn't feel any of hte hesitations, her nostrils flaring as the smell of his fear came raw and bitter to her nose. Her lips curled in a soft smirk as she felt his body writhe against her own, his eyes moving over her face in what could only be described as rapture. But even still, he was more of a man than most were and was holding off on his most basic of instincts. "Oh, so very true." She purred, "You very likely won't ever stop trying to send me back. But I also won't stop trying to show you that there are so many things we could do together."

Rather than pulling away from him, Lilith leaned further into him, letting him really feel her curves against him and the way that she was so warm against his body. Her eyes were burning with her own lust, her sex throbbing with a want that was slowly rising into a hot and burning need. "Do you really think I'm so evil?" She asked, reaching up a hand to brush his hair softly, her lips leaning in to tickle against his ear, "We are very similar after all. You gave in to your own primal desires just like I did. You just are lying to yourself about who you are."

One of Lilith's devilish hands slid down now to his trousers, grasping at his cock through the material as she smirked. "Would you really want someone to hunt me down? That would be such a horid thing for you to do to me. I am still just a lady after all." She placed a soft kiss on the lobe of his ear and chuckled gently, "I may even be sweet enough to let you see how much of a lady I really am. Do you like that proposal?"
 
Jacob's eyes widened in surprise at her answer. She knew that he would never stop trying to send her back, not experienced enough to have any chance of over-powering her. Rather, she seemed quite delighted that he would continue, that he was being so defiant, even at what felt like the end. Her tone was one of delight and satisfaction, as if she had snared something precious that would make her happy. He looked at her, fear still washing over him but curiosity was now taking hold.

He stopped struggling now, realizing that, whatever she wanted, there was no way that he could fight her. He felt her pressing her body more against him. Her curves hugged his body, her breasts pressed against Jacob's chest. She felt unnaturally warm...but there was something so mesmerizing about her, so seductive. It was like...it was like she was entrancing him. He was listening to every word, clinging to them even now. They made sense to him. Was he really any better than her? Jacob loved the feeling of her soft, warm lips on his ear, feeling her breath against his lobe as she whispered to him. She was making sense.

He couldn't help but groan as he felt her hand slide down and grasp his manhood through his trousers, feeling the blood flow to it, growing hard in her grip. He looked at her, shivering slightly in excitement as her lips wrapped around his lobe. "You're right, I did give in. I gave in to ensure I didn't have to live my life without magic." Jacob looked down as he spoke, a little ashamed. "But I was doing it for the right reasons. What reason do I have to trust you won't turn on me? If I come up dead, they'll know what I did. What guarantee can you give, demon?"
 
Like every other man to have ever walked the earth, his weakness lay between his legs and was currently growing firm in her grasp. She could feel his trepidation melt away as his arousal grew and she knew that now was the time to strike. He would never be more weak than he was with his cock in her hand and his body aching to feel her take him. Lilith’s words turned into more of a purr as he wailed more complaints of trust and guarantees. She was a demoness. There would be no promise she could make that would let him see that she would be bound to him.

But she had to offer something.

Her teeth found his ear and she tugged it gently before placing a soft kiss just beneath it, her hand growing firm in its grasp as she started to stroke his cock through the trousers now. Her breasts pressed into him, wanting him to feel the curves of her body as she tried to work him like potter’s clay.

“I’ll permit you to put your seed in me,” She purred, her hand moving from his cock to tug his trousers down. Her body pressed closer to him, one of her legs coming up to wrap around him and draw him in closer to her naked sex. She could feel the head of his cock slide down towards her warm mound and she let his length rub against her sex. Lilith was already wet, her body eager and craving to feel him, “Put your seed in me and claim me as yours, human,” She almost sounded like she was pleading now, her eyes hypnotic as she weaved her magic on him. “Let my body promise, because I doubt you’ll trust my lips.”
 
Jacob didn't know what was happening. His resolve was weakening as she kept him in his grasp, wanting her more than he could of thought. This demon, whispering about what she could give me, wanting him to not tell anyone about what he had done. Would he be able to do that? Would he let her get what she wanted? All of those thoughts faded as he felt her hand sliding up and down his length over his trousers. As her soft lips slid to his neck, kissing it softly, all Jacob could think about was how to get relief. She was working him over with ease, making him crave her, every little thing she did arousing him more, pushing the thoughts of trying to resist her out, replacing them with thoughts of being with her.

His eyes widened as she told him that he could put his seed inside her. He had never had sex before, that was the joy of being in the mage school. He had been there from an early age and the boys and girls were kept in separate dorms. However, when he had imagined it, he had not imagined his first time being with something so beautiful, her breasts pressed against him more. Everything else faded as she slide down his trousers, feeling her soft leg wrapping around his hip. He felt his throbbing manhood sliding against her slit, feeling her juices against the head of his rod. He looked into her eyes as she pleaded with him to enter her. Those eyes, there was just something about them. Any resistance he had faded now.

Jacob gripped beneath her raised thigh, keeping it pressed against his hip as he slide his member into her tight cave. He couldn't help but groan out in pleasure, feeling her walls grip greedily onto his shaft, the pleasure flooding his body, like electricity running up and down his spine. He faced her directly as he started to thrust his hips, his length sliding in and out of her pussy, the pleasure growing with each thrust. He wanted her more than he had wanted anything, even more than he had wanted to remain a mage. Something this good couldn't be that evil, right?
 
The resistance that had been there at first was melting away until he was a willing participant in the seduction process, his eyes moving from uncertain to passionate as he finally gave in to the last of his desires. Lilith had expected him to be eager for her, but she had never quite expected for him to move so swiftly to take her. With all of the eagerness of a man that had never taken a woman before, his cock delved into her folds. She was tight as she had ever been and her hole was wet and eager. Her walls hugged him hard as he pressed into her and the softest of sighs came from her lips.

His hips started to thrust into her and she knew then that she had him in her grasp quite literally. One of her hands guided him to grasp her breasts, moving his smooth palm over the stiff nub of her nipple before she let him free to wander on his own over her body. She didn’t speak, her mouth instead finding his so that she could kiss him with a passion of a lover that had known him for years. Her body was eager to take him and she was experienced in the ebb and flow of sex. Her hips worked against his, angling so that his cock could get deep inside of her without her body losing its firm grip on his cock.

She permit this to last a few more moments before her lips released his from the kiss and she pushed him away, her leg unwrapping from him and her hands pushing his hips enough so that his cock was out of her sex. His length was slick with her arousal and the sight of it was enough to make her crave him more, but instead she smirked softly.

“Why don’t you take me like a man?” She challenged, turning her back on him before lowering herself to her knees, offering up her plump rear and spreading her legs so that her sex was spread for him. He’d have his fill of her before the night was done, and she her fill of him. If he was going to be taken from his virginity he would have it done properly.
 
Jacob had imagined what this felt like, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure taking a hold of his body. The way her body clung against his, her hard nipples pressed against his chest, her slick folds sliding against his shaft, the way her hips angled in such a way to envelop his shaft each time he slide into her. Part of him hated it, hated what happened. But it was overridden by the pleasure he was feeling, the ecstasy clouding his mind. Telling him that he was hers now, and that there was nothing better than this. That he had to fill her and never let it be known what she was or who she was.

Jacob's chest was heaving, his breath shallow as he continued to pump his manhood in and out of the demoness' tight cave, feeling her juices sliding down his throbbing shaft to his sack. He closed his eyes as she kissed him, her saliva adding more pleasure and excitement to his already wracked body. He allowed her to guide his hand, letting his tongue dance around hers as he felt her hardened nubs, letting his fingers clasp around them, pinching them slightly before his hands wondered down her hips, gripping her firm and lovely ass. He was in heaven. However, soon that was all different as their lips parted and she pushed him away, feeling his throbbing cock slide out from her tight folds. He felt almost robbed.

That was until she got on her hands and knees, asking him to take her like a man. She seemed so ravenous, so desperate. But so was he. He had never seen a woman's sex before, and it looked even better than he had imagined. Slick with juices, desperate for more. He looked down at his own sex, seeing it throbbing, pointing at what it wanted most, her. Jacob smiled and obliged, quickly moving behind her, lining up his head with her slit, letting it slide along her folds, teasing her a little bit. Then, when he was ready, he slide back into her, head tilted back and groaning as he did.

"Ungh....I don't....ooo...know what you....mmmpph...are but this....a-aah...is perfect" he said between groans, allowing his length to fill her up, his hips bucking back and forth as he desperately drove into her. He gripped onto her hips, pulling them to met his, the sound of sex and moans echoing around the location he had chosen to summon her. He felt the need to explode rising, his sack tightening as his cock throbbed more and more inside her, wanting to coat her walls with his seed.
 
Of all the lovers on the earth and below it she had never felt something quite like what she felt when she was with him. His hands made her feel like she was filled with static and her skin was nearly stinging with every touch. Se craved to feel him rub her bare flesh all over and she wanted to have him take him from every position. Gods below, he was so different from the way she had been taken before and there was almost a poignant longing in her that felt almost… Human.

No, she couldn’t let him change her in that way. Instead of letting her mind think of the way he felt her feel alive, she instead focused on the very basic feeling of rutting about like animals in the dirt. Though she loved him taking her while she was standing and feeling his hungry hands as they moved across her body, there was nothing like the dark and seedy position that all needy animals fucked in.

Her sex was hot and eager for him when he slid into her slit again, her cries unabashed as he took her with all of the passions of a man that had never been bedded before. She played the part of a proper whore and rocked her hips back onto his hips as he took her, enjoying the rhythmic slam of their bodies against each other and the feel of his cock rubbing her deepest reaches. For a mage, he fucked like a warrior. She let the slaps of skin on skin contact mix with her own passionate moans, her body coming closer and closer to her climax.

When Lilith did finally reach her orgasm, it was a moment that was pure bliss for her. Like always it consumed her senses and for a moment there was nothing more than her and Jacob here in this world. Her sex was tight around him as she thrust herself back onto him, feeling his tip press against her cervix as she cried out in her own pleasure. Her body shivered and goosebumps rose on her tender flesh, her breathing shaking as she settled down from the euphoric high.
 
Jacob couldn't believe the bliss he was feeling. This was something he never wanted to end, but he could feel the pleasure radiating along his entire body, the need to fill her with his seed becoming stronger and stronger with every thrust into her tight, warm, wet cave. He felt his entire shaft throbbing inside her, each time her walls slid against it the throbbing seemed to grow, feeling her juices coating him, his length slick with it, allowing him to slide in and out of her easier.

Her moans and cries of pleasure had him gripping her hips firmer, feeling her bouncing back against him as he felt himself sliding deeper each time they thrust into each other. His body felt like it was burning up, but he loved it. The primal urge, the way they were in the dirt, desperate for each other. It was more than he imagined it could be, and the voice inside telling him that this was wrong was fading more and more each time he slammed into her eager sex.

Jacob was surprised as he felt her tensing up, slamming back into his hips and staying there. He heard the demoness cry out in pleasure, even more so than usual, feeling her walls convulsing around his manhood, the pleasure even better than before and her body shaking. He groaned out and, once she was done, continued, her orgasm pushing him closer to the edge.

It was only another few moments, but it felt way longer than that. He felt his whole body tensing up, a pressure rising from his sack to the tip of his cock, the pleasure overwhelming. He pushed deep into her once more and, when the pressure released, he felt his shaft twitch inside her, coating her walls in his hot, sticky seed. He let out a guttural groan and panted, never having experienced an orgasm like that. When he felt his rod stop twitching, he slid out of her with a satisfied groan and collapsed onto the dirt behind him, sweat beading on his forehead, trying to catch his breath and thoughts.
 
There was a moment of bliss in which she wasn't sure if it was the fact he'd been a quite passionate lover or she had become sensitive to the pleasures of the human world, but either way it was a moment that made her body feel like she'd touched a piece of heaven. Her sex was wet with his seed and she could feel his thick cock pumping her full of his sperm. It seeped out around his shaft and she could feel the insides of her thighs sticky with his essence and her slit creamy. She felt the sudden lack of his cock as he fell backwards, exhausted and well-fucked as he tried to catch his mind once again.

But she was well used to this sensation and she was already down to earth from the temporary high of sex. Her hair was a mess from their passionate rutting in the dirt, but she was exhilarated in a way she hadn't felt in many a century. "So tel me, human, do you feel you can trust me now?" She purred as she turned and crawled in the dirt to his side. His cock still twitched as if he were trying to work up the courage to go for another round, and she was nearly tempted to suck him clean.

But there was a certain delight in seeing him filthy.

"Or do you still feel you need to send me back to the pits you summoned me from, hm?" She asked, letting out a low and soft moan as she shifted her weight from side to side, enjoying the slick feel of the way her thighs rubbed against each other while slick with his cum. It was dirty and delectable to feel. It was... Arousing. She nearly wanted him to take her again. But no, she wanted him to have the sight, the affirmation of his masculinity on and in the sex of a curvaceous woman.
 
Jacob felt like his whole body was on fire, a few beads of sweat running down his forehead as he tried his best to catch his breath. He looked down, seeing both his and her juices coated on his shaft, proof of the act he had just committed. He had just lay down with a demon...and it had felt so good. How could something evil produce a sensation that amazing? He wasn't sure, and he began to doubt what he thought. Maybe all demons weren't bad, maybe some of them could be trusted. Jacob was still naive, but how was he to know any different? Demons had their ways, and he had just fallen for one of them.

He saw the way she composed herself with ease, as if she was used to this happening. He watched her turning around, her hair tangled from the primitive and animalistic act they had just performed, and she cooed out at him, asking did he trust her now. He watched as she crawled to his side, feeling the heat radiating from her body as she stayed close to him. He heard her moan, watched the way she shifted from side to side. He saw her thighs, covered with his seed, her slit a mess, both clear and sticky white juices. His cock, which had been twitching, sprung back to full hardness.

"No, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be able to." Jacob said, his voice husky. He saw the way she was acting, and he knew he was already addicted to her, to everything about her. "I....I don't know what happens now." He said, looking at her raw, naked form. "I summoned you here to improve my magic but, as I couldn't bind you, you are under no obligation to help me. So....I'm guessing you want something from me." He said quietly, knowing the situation he was in now.
 
Even if he had wanted to deny his interest in her body there was no
denying that his cock sprung back into action ready and eager for her
even though she hadn't laid a sensual hand upon him yet. Her tongue
slid across her lower lip as she watched his cock grow in length
again, still wet with their fluids. "Oh, I definitely want something
from you." She purred, crawling closer to his body so that she could
crawl on top of him. Her mouth descended on his cock in a moment of pure lust, her lips wrapping around his tip before her tongue swirled around the head.

She could taste the both of them on his shaft and Lilith let out a low
groan, her eyes closing in bliss as she further slid his cock into her
hot, eager mouth. Her body was alive with desire for him though she'd
had him just moments before and her nostrils flared as she took in the
smell of his body, an aphrodisiac that didn't exist in Hell. Her mouth
was attentive on his cock as she worked, pushing his shaft deep into
her throat enough to gag her before she slid him back out, her lips
wet with saliva as she enjoyed him.

Lilith let everything continue for a moment before her greedy mouth
pulled away, her lips curling into a slow smirk. "I think that we can
come to an agreement... We can both service each other." She purred,
letting her tongue make a slow circle around the head of his cock
again before she spoke, "Do you think we can both agree?"
 
Jacob could feel everything. He felt how his mind was only focused on one thing, her, and the pleasure he had felt. He knew he wanted more. He could feel his heart racing in his chest, feeling his breaths becoming more shallow, like they had as they had thrust against each other mere moments ago. He felt all his resolve slipping and knew. He knew he was hers, and there was nothing he could do. He watched as she licked her plump lips before feeling her crawling on top of him. His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt those seductive lips sliding around his mushroom head, feeling her soft, warm tongue sliding around it, bucking a little as she found the sensitive underside.

Jacob let his head tilt back, his mouth formed in the shape of a perfect O as he groaned from her attention. Pleasure shot up his spine as he felt her greedy mouth taking more and more of his length into it, feeling her plump, wet lips sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. The vibrations of her moan just added to the ecstasy he was feeling, his body on fire from the desire and pleasure he was receiving. When he felt the tip of his manhood hitting the back of her throat, he groaned loudly. "Fuck" and looked down at her. He saw her pull her lips off his member, strings of saliva connecting her

It felt like torture, her pulling away, still feeling her hot breath on his sensitive length. Jacob heard her offer, and the groaned once more as her tongue slowly swirled around his tip again. A part of him told him this was a bad idea, that she was using pleasure and ecstasy to make him agree. But he didn't care. "Yes....ooooo....yes! If you help me, I'll do whatever you want!" Jacob said between large intakes of air, trying to catch his breath. His body had betrayed what he had held so dear, all for how she was making him feel in that moment.
 
Her body was hungry for him in a way that she hadn't felt in ages. It felt like she was alive again as her mouth worked on him like her life depended on it, her tongue just as eager. He was just a man but yet she was servicing him as a king ought to be.It was tempting for her to suck him dry and let his cum fill her cunt and her belly, but instead she felt another urge pull her. He was pliant in her hands, nearly puddy from the way she had been working on his cock. And she was eager to feel him inside of her again, to let him truly claim her holes as a man should.

"Oh, I think we will be very good friends." She cooed, crawling on top of him and letting her thick thighs hug on either side of his. His cock tip slid down her slit and it pressed gently against her folds, but her fingers pushed him further back.It dipped just inside her still cum-slicked hole before she pushed him even further, to the puckered ring of her rear. Her teeth bit into her lip as she slid her hips down onto him, pushing his cock's head in past the tight ring. Lilith worked slow because she knew what this did to men, namely one already so sensitive from being recently fucked.

Her hole was tight, hugging onto his cock harsh as she pressed him ever deeper, working him in until she felt her rear touch his hips. Her hips moved in a slow circle before her lips captured his in a hungry kiss, her body working slow as her hips rolled to rock his cock slowly in and out of her rear. It grasped him tighter than her cunt had, squeezing harsh around his still sensitive length as she groaned into his mouth, her eyes half-closing in her own pleasure.
 
Jacob's mind was lost the pleasure. Her soft, plump lips running up and down his throbbing member felt as good, if not better, than when he had slid into her tight cave. His eyes rolled back into his head as she continued to bob her head up and down, feeling her tongue sliding against his shaft as she greedily slurped on his cock. It was though she craved it, feeling her enthusiasm as she slid his manhood in and out of her mouth with need and ease.

Jacob felt his raging erection slip out of her mouth and he was a little disappointed. However, he heard her cooing that they would be good friends before feeling her body clambering on top of his, seeing her large, amazing breasts right before his eyes as he felt her thighs lining up against his. He groaned out as he felt her folds sliding along his length, feeling his mushroom tip sliding into it before sliding back out, coated in their love juices. He felt her move up a little before his eyes widened as she pushed her ass down onto his throbbing manhood, a guttural growl escaping his lips as he did so.

He felt her slowly inching down his length, sliding up each time, before sliding down again before he felt her amazing ass touching against his hips. He groaned as she rode him, feeling her soft, warm, tasty lips meeting his. He melted into the kiss, allowing his tongue to sneak between her lips and slide against hers as she started to bounce up and down, taking every inch of him, her ass feeling like the most amazing thing ever. That, combined with the amazing sucking meant he knew he wouldn't last long. "F...fuck" he groaned into her lips, allowing his hips to rise to meet hers as she moved down on him, his body shuddering from the amazing pleasure he was receiving.
 
From virgin to well-versed in a a few short moments, Lillith had changed Jacob in ways that he would only just begin to understand. The rocking of her hips was growing faster as she let herself lose her train of thought for a moment and relax into the now. Her fingers trailed through his hair as she worked her body against him, her teeth biting into his lip and tugging it as she plunged his cock deep into her ass once again.

It had been so long since she'd had a human lover that she almost forgot how delicious they could be, with their soft skin and simple needs. Jacob hadn't been so hard to turn in the end and she almost relished how easy it was to mold him to her will. She was curious just how far she could really push her luck with him and just how far he would be willing to go to keep her...

Curiosity brought her thoughts back, her mind broiling with just how she wanted to work her next move. Sex. He was motivated by sex.So she worked his cock back deep into her again before purring into his ear, "Tell me, Jacob," She whispered as her lips gently brushed against his lobe, her hips working him out and back in, "Do you belong to me?"
 
Jacob couldn't believe what was happening, not really. He had always imagined what sex would be like. He imagined it would be innocent, awkward but still amazing. This was amazing, but there wasn't anything awkward or innocent about it. The demon had slid him into each of her holes, using techniques he couldn't imagine, giving him pleasure he never thought of, never dreamed of.

As she sped up, slamming her hips down onto him over and over, pushing his cock in and out of her tight pucker, he could feel his mind almost breaking. The pleasure was amazing, he never wanted this to end. He kissed her back passionately, groaning in both pleasure and pain as her teeth sunk into his bottom lip and pulled, feeling his manhood throbbing deep with in her ass. He knew he would blow soon, especially as he felt her slide him all the way in and hold him for a moment, before sliding her tight walls up and down his length again.

Jacob felt her lips move to his ear, her warm breath, warmer than anything he had felt before from a mouth, against his ear lobe. However, the next words out of her mouth stunned him. He didn't go soft, but he could feel his arousal and orgasm subsiding a bit. He was still groaning as she bounced on his stiff rod, but he knew what was happening. She was trying to get him to bind to her by getting him to admit he belonged to her. "Ungh N-no" Jacob breathed out between groans. "W-we are...fuuuck...partners" He said, thrusting his cock deep into her ass to let him know that he wasn't a complete pushover.
 
Jacob was too enraptured in the way her body seemed to know his already so soon, so enamored by the way her hips worked on him that she was sure he would give in to her. Her teeth bared in almost a snarl as she waited for the words to come from his lips, only to have her hopes shot down. It was that moment that a snarl did come from her, his cock delving deep into her ass almost as if rubbing salt in a wound.

She moved just as smoothly in her exit as she had her entrance, her hips rocking off of him and leaving his cock exposed and still throbbing. Her mouth moved to his ear, "Wrong answer." She growled, teeth tugging that tender lobe before she stood up completely, striding away from him towards his meager supplies here in the room. There was enough she could find a cloth to wipe his seed off the insides of her thighs and cunt, leaving her skin clean behind it.

Once she'd removed the traces of his desire from her, she turned back to him with a smirk on her lips and wicked glee on her face. "You'll suffer for your insolence, Jacob.It's not kind to treat someone like me so casually."
 
Jacob saw her bearing her teeth, knowing what she was waiting for. To let out a victorious snarl, to claim him as hers. But it wouldn't come. He heard her snarl out as he said that he wasn't hers, that he didn't belong to her. She may have overridden a lot of his other traits, a lot of his willpower, but she hadn't gotten that far yet and Jacob felt like he could resist a good bit more before he admitted that.

Jacob couldn't help but groan in frustration as she pulled off, leaving his manhood throbbing and wanting. He felt her hot breath on his ear as she told him it was the wrong answer. He yelped in pain as she bit it and moved away from him, heading over to grab something to clean his semen from her thighs and slit. He lay on the ground, panting, trying to recover his energy, tempted to grab his cock and stroke himself off.

He looked up at her as she spoke, seeing the smirk on her face and the look of wickedness in her eye. He looked up at her, then sighed. "Why? What do you have planned? You kill me they are going to hunt for a demoness, they'll know by what happened in the room. What can you do to make me regret things more than I already do? Tell me that." He was growing more defiant. He had no idea what she had planned but Jacob had no interest in giving into to the demoness above him.
 
He had a point, that much she hated to admit. Her eyes wandered around the room, moving slowly over the summoning circle and finally coming to rest on his naked and pitiful body. There wasn't a man in the world that still looked powerful after he'd been well-fucked, what with their pride hanging between their legs like a kicked puppy. Jacob even more so looked awful, his still twitching and thorbbing with his needs to cum, her eyes narrowing as she fought the sudden urge to kick his stiff cock and make him really feel pain.

So what, then, could she do to him to make him do as she pleased?

The answer was clear. She'd already wiped it from between her thighs.

"Oh, Jacob," She purred his name and shook her head as her lips curled into a sneer, "I don't have to do anything. You have already eagerly put your seed into my belly." Her hand moved down over her smooth stomach and for a moment she let magic work through her body. Her fingertips tingled as her flat stomach grew, rounding out as if she were already heavy with child. "Just imagine the shame of it being known you've fathered a bastard to a creature of hell." She whispered the words so softly, letting her fingers slide slow over illusioned swollen belly, "Hell is no place for an infant, you know."

Pregnancy, in all truths, was something that Lilith would never be able to achieve. It wasn't due to her demonic nature, but more due to a clause in her contract. A personal hell for her was that she would never be a mother to anything. Her womb would be forever barren but forever seeking that which would make her feel whole again - a family, born of love and nurtured into the world. But Jacob, sweet summoner, wouldn't know of her burden, her punishment dealt by the devil himself. "What do you say now?"
 
Jacob was on the ground for two reasons. He was still recovering from the acts they had committed together, but also he wanted to observe her and not have her launch her anger at him. He knew she was angry, he could tell as much. He was stopping her from getting what she wanted. And he knew that she was trying to find a way to get what she wanted. Hence she was scanning the room while looking at him with disdain, checking out the summoning circle, realising his desperation so it wouldn't matter if she threatened things with his magic. He thought that she would have no choice but to go back to her original deal.

However, Jacob's eyes widened as he heard her purr his name, seeing her face etched with an evil sneer and confidence. His eyes widened as she mentioned that he had came inside her. He watched as her hand moved over her stomach, turning it from flat into a round, bulging mass, full of what he could not know. Of course, he knew that she wasn't that far along, but still. No-one had a full understanding about whether or not demon's could reproduce with humans. They knew they were mostly tortured or tainted souls, transformed through torture and pain. He didn't know more though.

Jacob looked at her, and gulped. He sighed, moving to sit and face her, a look of resignation in his eyes. "Fine, you want me to be yours? Let's make a deal." He said, knowing that she needed him to say the words. "You do as I asked when I summoned you, make me better at being mage so those powers are stripped. You don't bring a hellspawn into this world. And then?...." He paused before looking up at her. "If you agree to that, I will let you claim me." He looked upset, head hanging in shame, regret and frustration clear on his face. There wasn't anything more he could do, the best was making sure he at least got something out of it before he became the demon's possession.
 
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