Leonhardt sat on the cold black throne, his black eyes observing the room that looked almost identical to his dungeon throne minus the core.
He rubbed his back with a low grunt.
"That damn succubus..."
Zafira became intoxicated and ended up teaching him the reason most males feared succubi. After she collected his seed the ninth time, he saw a faint light in the sky and believed he might pass on right there.
It's good that I've evolved into a Majin...
After the tenth battle, Leonhardt finally learned how to absorb vitality from a woman. So the moment they reached a climax, his body shone, and all the exhaustion faded as they both devoured the excess and unneeded energy inside each other.
Well... after that we kept going until a few minutes ago... how decadent.
Leonhardt rubbed the thick bruise on his neck, the place Zafira liked to suck when she came during intercourse.
The massive love bite still throbbed and smelled sweet like her breath.
