bat-like with membranes and a leather-like texture.
It wasn't the only thing either, and I honestly wasn't sure if what I was seeing was real or just the lust distorting things, but I swear her body was shifting into a more curvaceous one, which was saying something because my mate already had some luscious curves. Her nipples had visibly pebbled through her bra and T-shirt and that got me hard in a matter of seconds.
"I need you. She needs you," Buttercup moaned as her eyes blazed violet.
I could feel the pull of her succubus, the need to please her, to satisfy her even if it took everything I had. As though we couldn't stop ourselves, each of us crawled toward her on the floor, leaving our seats and thoughts behind. The only thing that mattered now was Buttercup and her pleasure.
If the sensations were overwhelming for me, then I could only imagine how this would feel to a human. It certainly wasn't hard to see where the classification of demon came from when it came to the woman in front of me. She looked like sin and sex personified, and I would do anything to please her. A single human male against something like Buttercup would stand no chance.
My hands went to the clothes that were keeping her body hidden from us, and, along with my mates, we began stripping her, tearing at her clothes like beasts until they were nothing but shreds on the floor underneath her. We would certainly owe her a shopping trip after this. The whole time she writhed and moaned like we were playing with every erogenous zone she had, though, for the most part, the main ones had gone untouched.
As soon as her body was revealed my breath caught, not only was her skin purple but it had an intricate series of patterns running along it that I couldn't make sense of, other than the fact that they looked as though they were directing the viewer to areas where I knew she liked to be touched and kissed.
I did as the lines asked and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. It was even more engorged than it looked and as I sucked and flicked it with my tongue, I lost all sense of time and any inhibitions I may have had. Touching and kissing her was like a drug, one I'd happily take.
Buttercup
The more I pulled on the magic the more my body responded and the more I could feel the emotions of my guys pouring into me like water into a well. When they shredded my clothes I didn't give a shit because feeling their emotions was the best thing in the world. The only thing that made it better was when they all started touching me.
Their hands roamed my body in a way that felt truly sinful. Each brush of their fingers felt like heaven and hell at the same time. It was delicious but I wanted more, I wanted them.
"More," I breathed as my body writhed on the floor. I didn't know when I'd ended up flat on my back since the last thing I remembered was falling to my knees and struggling to breathe through their emotions. Somehow that had faded, and now all that was left in its wake was a lust so uncontrollable that I was actually a little scared by it. "I need all of you, please," I begged.
Lips crashed against my own, and I didn't even know which one of them was kissing me, but they scooped me up and carried me into the bedroom. Every tiny part of my body ached to be touched, and when whoever was carrying me laid me down on the bed and broke the kiss, my eyes flickered open.
Ausar was standing between my thighs, pulling his clothes off as fast as possible with a ravenous look in his eyes. "You're so fucking beautiful," he said as he finally freed his cock from his boxers. I was aware of the others in the room, and that they were also getting naked, but my gaze was focused solely on the man in front of me.
"Sphinx," I growled. "Claim me as your mate." The words didn't sound like my own. He'd claimed me in the bathroom, I had the tiny scars to prove it, but he hadn't claimed me in front of the others.
An animalistic roar sounded from him and for a moment he seemed more lion than man. He didn't waste