After passing through the dimensional rift, Sirzechs returned to the Gremory estate.
The moment he arrived, he moved without hesitation, carrying Lilith through the quiet halls until he reached a hidden passage deep within the estate. Beyond it lay a secret chamber—a place known only to a select few.
The room resembled a research laboratory, yet it also carried the atmosphere of a high-level medical facility. Rows of advanced healing pods lined the walls, their crystal surfaces glowing softly with restorative magic.
Arcane circles were etched into the floor and ceiling, humming faintly with stabilizing energy, while shelves of rare potions, sacred artifacts, and medical instruments stood carefully organized along the sides.
Sirzechs approached the central platform and gently laid Lilith upon the bed.
For a brief moment, he simply looked at her.
Her face was still breathtakingly beautiful, yet there was a fragile stillness to it now, like a queen resting after a long and brutal war. Despite everything she had endured, a quiet nobility remained in her features.
Lost in thought for a moment, Sirzechs soon refocused.
He began the healing process.
Carefully, he poured Phoenix Tears across the deeper wounds etched into her body and soul. Golden light spread across her skin as the legendary liquid began repairing the damage left by centuries of experimentation.
At the same time, he layered complex restoration spells over her, each one designed to rebuild a different part of her shattered essence.
Hours passed.
The chamber filled with soft waves of magic as Sirzechs continued working without pause. When ordinary healing reached its limits, he introduced Aether, allowing the higher energy to flow gently into her core and repair what even divine magic could not touch.
Slowly, her breathing deepened.
The dim flicker of her aura began to strengthen.
Then, after several long hours, something finally changed.
Her eyelids trembled.
A faint movement ran through her fingers before her eyes slowly opened.
The moment her gaze met Sirzechs, a strange intensity appeared within them—an unmistakable hunger, mixed with something far softer.
Her pupils shimmered faintly, and small heart-shaped glimmers flickered within her pink irises as she looked at him.
Then he realized that she, as a succubus, had not fed—that is, she hadn't had sex with a man—for a long time, which had left her weak and starved for energy.
He said, "Come, Mother, have your fill."
Hearing him say that, the trance in her gaze regained a bit of clarity. She then kissed him, a French kiss where her tongue lapped at his, indulging in his saliva and sucking on his lips. Her hands moved to strip him of his clothes.
Her hand moved to his groin and pumped it up and down while the other hand fondly fondled his balls, causing him to grunt. His hands were on her plump ass, molding it into different shapes.
She was already in her birth suit and dripping wet when his fingers found her pussy.
He fingered her for some time during which Lilith started biting and sucking on his shoulder and neck, leaving hickeys in her path.
He kept moving his fingers while biting her nipples that were hard and perked up.
She then pushed his member into her hot and motherly pussy and moaned her heart out.
She hugged his head, burying it in her bosom, and she had a blissful and satisfied expression on her face like a slutty woman that can't go without a dick in her pussy for a day.
She started moving her hips for more while locking her legs around his waist and moaned wildly.
He grunted at her movements and also started moving his waist to meet her desperate movements.
They continued their pleasure-filled movements, their bodies flowing from one position to the next. The room filled with the sounds of their flesh meeting, their shared grunts and moans a symphony of their taboo union.
Now, she was bouncing on his dick, her movements becoming more frantic as her energy returned with every thrust. With one hand, she was pinching her own nipples, twisting the hardened peaks before letting her palm grope the full weight of her breast.
"Oh, Oh Yesh~♥️Yesh~♥️Yesh~♥️"
Her other hand was splayed on his chest, her nails digging into his skin just enough to leave red crescents, claiming him as hers. He met her wild rhythm, his hands firmly gripping her plump ass, guiding her movements.
In between the powerful claps of their bodies meeting, he would deliver a sharp spank to her cheek, the stinging pleasure making her cry out and clench around him.
"Take it, Mother," he grunted, his voice thick with exertion. "Take all of it."
"Aghhh~♥️"
She responded with a guttural moan, her head thrown back in ecstasy. The maternal succubus was fully present now, her eyes glowing with renewed power and a hunger that was finally being sated.
She leaned forward, her breasts swaying above his face, and he eagerly captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.
The dual stimulation of his cock inside her and his mouth on her breast sent her over the edge, and she shattered around him, her pussy pulsing and milking his shaft as she came with a scream of pure, unadulterated bliss.
"Ahh~♥️Ahh~♥️Ahh~♥️Ahh~♥️"