After about 20 minutes of non-stop sex, my lust thralls succeeded in filling their lust meter to 100%. When they reached that point, both of them immediately broke away from their partners and staggered toward me. Their movements were jerky, their glowing eyes locked on me with blind devotion, their bodies dripping in sweat and cum.
Ding!
…
[Lust Thralls at maximum capacity.]
[Initiating transfer to Host…]
[Do you accept?]
…
"Oh!" I raised an eyebrow, lips curling into a smirk. "So this is the part where you pay me back, huh?"
The female Thrall reached me first. She grabbed my shoulders with trembling hands, pressing herself close before I could react. Her mouth locked to mine in a sudden, desperate kiss.
But it wasn't a kiss.
Heat spilled from her throat into mine, thick and sweet like molten honey. Her lips glowed faintly pink, the glow bleeding into my mouth, down my tongue, and then deeper still. It wasn't saliva—it was pure lust. Her body convulsed as the energy poured out of her, and I swallowed greedily, letting the surge flood into my core.
Ding!
…
[Lust Energy Transfer: +100]
[Conversion to EXP in progress…]
Ding!
[Conversion failed: host's level is locked]
…
'Sigh... I knew it.' I shook my head in disappointment. As I said before, levels were almost meaningless to me, but I need to fulfill the requirements and unlock my level. I'll lose my fucking mind if the 'level is locked' notification keeps popping out every damn time.
The female thrall kept kissing me with hungry passion, her tongue sliding across mine like a crazed whore, her breath hot with the Lust she wanted me to devour. I didn't move, I just let her do the work and feed her queen.
It took her a full minute of fucking my face to empty herself of every single drop of lust, and even then, the kiss was messy, violent, desperate.
POP!
Finally, she pushed me back, breaking the kiss. Spit and cum spilled down her chin and neck, and her eyes burned like pink fire.
I licked my lips, shivering pleasantly as the stolen lust warmed my belly.
I didn't say a word to her, nor did I turn my eyes at the other thrall. I simply made a small hand motion commanding her to step aside.
The male Thrall staggered forward next, his cock already hard, dripping with the remnants of the orgy he'd just ended. His instincts were primal, his eyes vacant but glowing with a lust not his own. He lunged toward me, trying to shove himself between my thighs, his hips jerking with a desperate need to sink inside my pussy.
But I was quicker.
"Tch." I caught him by the chest and shoved him back with a glare. "Not there, slave. You don't get to touch your Queen like that."
I'm not going to let some fucking slave screw my pussy.
He paused, blinking his empty pink eyes at me. Slowly, he nodded. He seemed to understand that. A moment later, he fell to his knees, cock throbbing between his legs.
"Better," I smirked down at him, patting his head like he was a good pet.
My succubus tail whipped forward, its fleshy slit twitching and dripping with anticipation. With a sudden lash, I coiled my tail around his throbbing cock, squeezing tightly, dragging him closer. The slit at the tip widens like a hungry mouth.
"Here," I commanded, forcing his cock into the tail's hungry pussy.
The moment he slid in, the suction took over. My tail writhed, milking him in long, greedy waves. He screamed in ecstasy, his body trembling as the Lust Worm inside him forced every last drop of harvested energy into me. I could feel it—pure, concentrated Lust surging up through my tail, flooding my veins, spilling fire into my womb, and spreading out across my entire body.
…
[Lust Energy Transfer: +100]
[Conversion to EXP in progress…]
Ding!
[Conversion failed: Host's level is locked]
…
My back arched as the torrent of Lust crashed into me, making my veins glow faintly pink beneath my red skin. I moaned low in my throat, my pussy clenching from the sheer pressure of it, even though it wasn't being touched directly.
In that moment, something inside me clicked. Or to be more specific, broke out of the cage.
My succubus nature surged up like a beast unchained, tearing through the flimsy restraint I had been holding onto. The hunger, the craving, the all-consuming need to devour Lust and Life, it wasn't just whispering anymore.
It was screaming.
I turned sharply back to the female Thrall, her lips still swollen and wet from our kiss, her glowing eyes staring at me with vacant adoration. I didn't give her a chance to breathe. My claws seized her face, and I crushed my mouth to hers, fangs grazing her lips as I locked us together again.
This time, I didn't just take her Lust.
I drained.
Her body convulsed violently, but she completely surrendered to me as I pulled not only the pink glow of Lust but the very thread of her life out of her. It poured into me, hotter, denser, sweeter than anything before, sliding down into my core like molten ambrosia.
Every nerve tingled, every muscle twitched, and every corner of my being sang as life-force mixed with Lust inside me. My veins pulsed pink, my massive wings spread wide, and heat surged through my skull until it threatened to split.
POP!
Her lips tore away from mine with a wet snap, her body collapsing back against the ground. The glowing pink fire in her eyes flickered once, then extinguished. Her flesh shriveled before my eyes, skin clinging tight to bone, her breasts flattening, her stomach sinking in until what remained was nothing but a mummified husk.
"Mmmh… delicious."
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, licking the dripping ichor and spit with a slow, sultry swipe of my tongue.
The male Thrall trembled on his knees before me, cock still buried in the greedy folds of my tail-pussy. He was already screaming in ecstasy, but I felt no pity—only hunger. My tail constricted tighter, the inner walls rippling with obscene strength as I milked him harder.
His hips bucked uselessly against me, eyes rolling back as the Lust Worm inside him was forced to cough up its last reserves. I pulled deeper, harder, dragging not just his Lust but the essence of his body and soul through his cock, funneled directly into my tail and into me.
And like the obedient slave that he is, he gladly fed his queen.
His muscles caved in first, arms collapsing under him as his skin shrank tight over jutting bones. His cock twitched one last time inside my tail, then went still. I gave one final squeeze, and he crumbled to the ground beside the female, nothing left but another dried-out corpse.
CLAP! CLAP!
Eva, who was watching everything with wide eyes and that perverted smirk, began clapping her hands, not for the corpses that I just drained of their life, oh no, she was clapping for the fact that I just did what a typical succubus does.
To drain life.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!!
"Hahhh~! Finally!" she squealed. "Finally, my wife is acting like a proper succubus! Draining! Leaving nothing but empty meat behind! Ahhh, it's so perfect, and yet still so fucking horny and terrifying! My wife is so damn beautiful like that! Nggh~ Damn it! I need some stress relief. Let's fuck, Aza~"
"Shut up!" I rolled my eyes, glaring at the whoring succubus.
She's right, though...
That felt fucking great!
Why haven't I tried it before? Why am I holding back this much? Why am I so weak... no...not anymore.
I'm done holding back...
"Eva~" I called, my voice dripping with sugar and venom, my eyes still fixed on the twitching remnants of the infected humans scattered around the chamber. "It's cruel to just leave them here, right?"
"Yesss… Cruel and boring. Wasteful too." She giggled, licking her fingers with obscene exaggeration. "They're just sacks of meat waiting to be emptied. And you hate waste, don't you, wife?"
"Exactly," I smirked darkly. Approaching the closest female human and seizing her jaw, forcing her mouth open. "Let's feast."
What followed next was a horny carnage.
Eva and I went absolutely ape-shit insane, draining every human we found within the chamber. There were more than fifty left after we had slain the Varul Queen, and we sucked the life force from every single one of them until nothing more than empty, dried mummified corpses remained.
By the end, even I felt a flicker of disgust. Their husks littered the ground like broken statues, skin stretched over bone, lips pulled tight in eternal screams. The stench of ichor and sweat thickened the air until it was choking. My hunger purred, satisfied, but my mind sneered at the sight.
'I won't devour this filth'
Eva, on the other hand, reveled in it. Being a naturally born succubus, unlike me—a former human—she was more experienced in the art of draining. She knew how to pace it, when to take just enough to make them collapse in delirious bliss before the final gulp, and when to rip everything out in one violent pull.
Unlike me, who sucked everything in one go.
"Don't worry, Aza~" Eva smiled, noticing my gaze at the drained bodies, "I'll teach you when we get back to the town".