Chapter 453: In a Demon’s Clutches (18++)

Name：New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus Author：YuujiEveryleaf
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Chapter 453: In a Demon’s Clutches (18++)

“Hnnnnn~!” Olivia’s pleasureful moans gave way to vexation. Rather than moaning from the pleasure, Olivia became increasingly frustrated with her fingers for failing to imitate what could not be imitated.

“Finally, you see it,” Merillia said. “Just how inadequate it all is. Husbands, wives, cocks, tongues, even your fingers that are supposed to know you best—they all pale in comparison to giving yourself to a true Demon!”

“Olivia! Snap out of it!” Beatrice called to her friend. “Remember your mission! Remember your sister!”

“Si-ster?” Olivia’s eyes refocused, if only for a moment, and her fingers stopped moving.

“That’s right!” Beatrice tried to break through while thinking “Fuck, fuck, fuck! What was the damn girl’s name!? OH—”, “Remember Emily!”

“Emily...” Olivia uttered and let her fingers slip out of her pussy.

“Of you could remember this instead,” the Queen said, and something rustled under the sleeve of the arm that controlled Oliva’s levitation. A translucent thing moved swiftly, thrusting straight for Olivia’s pussy.

“To beat you senseless!” Beatrice replied.

“Ha, that’s it, isn’t it?” Merillia grinned. “‘Hero That Was Promised’! Yet of everything I heard about you it’s either of who you want to fuck, who you have fucked, or the bodies that you left in your wake! I have been called a demon, yet to me, you are the true demon in every meaning of the word.”

Merillia said all this to the music of Olivia’s moans. For despite turning away from the ninja girl, the translucent powers that had sex with Olivia only further increased their fervor. Several more things appeared from beneath Merillia’s sleeve and paid attention to every inch of Olivia’s feverish body.

“I don’t toy with the lives of others for my amusement,” Beatrice said.

“A rather weak denial when you do not even bother to challenge the information I have about you,” Marilia chuckled. “So be it! You think of me a monster, and you are the same in my eyes. A duel then! A duel between so-called demons. If you win, I let you all go and forgive you for trying to kill my children, deal?”

As if you have any intention of letting us leave! Beatrice thought as she looked into the queen’s eyes. They were that of a cat that decided to play with a mouse before devouring it.

“Deal.”