Chapter 262: The Seductive Succubus Strikes, but Benefits the Elf Princess Instead (4)
Shia leaned his head back against the chair, looking up at the lovely girl perched above him.
The glowing succubus horns atop her head shimmered faintly.
Her pure yet sultry face held an unusual spark of mischief.
Her eyes glistened like autumn waters, full of light and vitality.
Her dainty nose, fair skin, and rosy lips gave her a divine allure.
Her petite, soft frame was pressed firmly against his, her hands planted on either side of his shoulders.
Behind her, her succubus tail swayed slightly, like a playful cat excited by its prey.
Rong leaned forward, locking eyes with Shia.
Her gaze carried a hint of grievance, and her voice had a soft, accusatory tone.
"So... how did it feel just now?"
It was clear that she wasn't as oblivious as she'd seemed earlier.
Of course not!
She had been watching while her 'mother' all but sat on Shia's face. How could she possibly not care?!
Rong had endured it all in silence, swallowing her jealousy to master the essence of seduction.
Even though her heart felt like it was about to shatter, all she could do was watch helplessly as the person she cared for was teased and toyed with by someone else.
And worse, she had to take notes—meticulously jotting down every key point like a diligent student.
That suffocating feeling? Only those who've experienced it could understand.
If it weren't for the sake of learning and improving herself, she wouldn't have put up with it.
She felt wronged, sour, and bitter, yet she forced herself to act magnanimous.
The negative emotions had nearly overwhelmed her.
And then, just when the wretched woman was about to leave, Shia insisted on making her stay?
Rong's suppressed emotions finally found an outlet.
She didn't want to show weakness in front of Eden, but now that Eden was gone, it was time for her to settle the score.
Shia sighed helplessly.
"It's not like I volunteered for this."
He'd been sleeping peacefully—who had been the one to climb into his bed uninvited?
And who had insisted on using him as a practice target under the guise of teaching?
If anything, wasn't he the victim here?
But Rong, lips pursed and her expression full of displeasure, didn't seem to care.
"Why didn't you resist?"
Shia opened his mouth but had no response.
It wasn't that he didn't want to resist—firstly, his strength wasn't enough, and secondly, Eden had blackmailed him!
Forget resisting; he hadn't even been able to warn Rong about what was happening.
Though, from the looks of it, she seemed to know after all.
But wait, if she knew, why didn't she stop it?
Before Shia could voice his confusion, Rong cut him off with another scolding.
"Or do you just enjoy being teased by other women?"
Her bright eyes shimmered, filled with grievance, but her tone was firm and commanding as she glared at him, like a predator sizing up its prey.
It was as if she would pounce if he dared make a wrong move!
And even if Shia stayed silent, Rong was ready to take action.
For the pride of the succubi, to reclaim her territory, and to erase the lingering scent of that other woman, Rong prepared to strike.
Succubus Princess Rong: advancing!
She straightened slightly, her long hair cascading down as she tossed it aside, gazing down at Shia from above with a commanding air.
"If you enjoy being teased so much…"
"If she went out of her way to demonstrate for me…"
"Then I'll show you what a succubus's professionalism truly looks like!"
Gone was the shy, socially awkward girl from before. In her place stood a sultry temptress, an enchantress of the night skilled in stealing hearts and souls.
Her posture, her expression—everything radiated confidence and allure.
Her lithe body moved gracefully as she leaned into Shia's arms, her soft frame pressing against his chest.
Her delicate head rested lightly on his shoulder, her soft fingers tracing the contours of his face.
Warm breaths brushed against his neck, sending shivers down his spine.
Her every movement, no matter how small, carried an undeniable allure.
At this moment, she seemed like the perfect embodiment of a succubus—fearlessly igniting flames wherever she pleased.
Dominant, seductive, and bewitching.
Shia's hand, resting by his side, instinctively clenched into a fist.
'Damn, she's actually doing a great job.'
'Her skills have improved so much!'
Gradually, Shia loosened his fist and decided to surrender to her.
'Fine. The little one's been through a lot tonight.'
'Letting her take charge for once isn't such a bad experience.'
But Rong's newfound boldness didn't last more than three seconds.
In the blink of an eye, her confidence crumbled.
Her body collapsed like jelly, melting into Shia's arms, too weak to even lift a finger.
Especially when she felt the heat radiating from Shia's body.
Memories of certain past moments flooded her mind, making her retreat instinctively.
"Master… maybe we should just rest tonight?" she murmured timidly, curling up in his arms.
"It's already so late after all that commotion. If we don't sleep soon, we'll both be exhausted tomorrow."
"Let's just leave it here for today."
Without waiting for a response, she quickly wriggled out of his lap, her small, bare feet tapping softly on the floor as she dashed away in a blur.
Shia: …
He felt like something was stuck in his throat—unable to go up or down.
'Did she seriously chicken out before I even made a move?'
'I didn't even counterattack! I didn't even resist!'
Watching her retreating figure, Shia let out a heavy sigh.
Shia muttered to himself, "You're such a naughty girl, lighting a fire and leaving me to put it out."