Succubus Lord 13

by Eric Vall

  I pulled Mirage in close, slid my cock into her, and let my massive, rock-hard cock fill her up. She gripped at her hair intensely as she tried to arch her back, but all that did was allow me to go even deeper.

  We both moaned in unison as I started to plunge in and out of the brunette, and it didn’t take long for us to reach our swansong.

  Mirage gripped her hair tightly as her moans became shorter and closer together. All the while, her perky breasts bounced happily with each thrust I made.

  Her body was a fucking temple, and I was about to leave my mark on it.

  “Oh, shit!” Mirage gasped and tensed up. “I think I’m about to--to- ohhhh, my god!”

  The succubus orgasmed underneath me, and the sensation of her warm tunnel collapsing onto my cock sent me into overdrive.

  I pounded Mirage as hard as I could until I finally unleashed my warm seed inside of her cervix.

  When all was said and done, I laid her legs back flat onto the floor, pulled myself out of her, and then stood up. I tried to take a few steps, but my legs were so weak, all I could do was wobble over to the table and lean up against it.

  “Fucking hell, that was hot,” Ira moaned.

  “It really was,” Sia agreed, “I don’t think I’ve ever had a fuck like that in the entirety of my life.”

  Mirage stood back to her feet and then waddled over to join us. With the assistance of Ira, she went around to the four corners of the bed and unlocked Superbia from her bindings.

  The second she was free, Sia sat up and placed her hand on my naked back.

  “Lay down, Jacob,” she purred, “you’ve earned a rest after all that.”

  I wasn’t going to argue. That was the most fun I’d had in weeks, but now that it was done, I could really feel how much it took out of me.

  So, I heeded the Madame’s words and laid down onto the table beside her.

  “Room for two more?” Ira giggled as the naked forms of her and Mirage leaned over my body.

  “Always.” I smiled, and then I patted the wood.

  The two succubi grinned widely as they climbed up onto the table, snuggled up next to me, and then closed their eyes.

  Within a few minutes, all four of us were asleep.

  Much to my dismay, the sleep didn’t last.

  “Guyyyyyys!” I heard Todd’s voice squawk from the other side of the door. “I hope you’re still not on your one-way trip to pound town, because we got some important shit to do.”

  “W-What is it, Todd?” I grumbled as I sat up on the bed.

  The three succubi groaned as they stirred and rubbed at their eyes.

  “Bro, it’s almost nightfall,” he explained. “We got places to go, people to kill, and bitches to fuck. Er, actually, you just got done doing that last one, so ixnay on the itchesbay. Apeeshkay?”

  “We’ll be out in a minute, Todd,” I sighed, “I’m sure the other Demon Kings can wait. I doubt they’re excited to run headfirst into the battle with Beelzebub, anyways.”

  “It’s not Jabba or Prince or the Great Pumpkin who want you right now, Jakey,” the imp explained from the other side of the door, “it’s Little Mermaid.”

  “Ariel?” I asked. “What could she possibly--”

  “I dunno, bro,” he admitted, “maybe she wants to get in on the action in there, too. I don’t fucking know. All I know is she offered me a custom Krillin statue if I stopped beating off and came and got you.”

  “Krillin?” I laughed. “Why do you want a statue of Krillin?”

  “Because I relate to him, alright?” Todd snickered. “Little short dude who’s the wingman of the super-powerful badass warrior? A guy who’s got dashing good looks and could totally do everything the hero does, but holds off so he doesn’t make his best bro look bad? That’s totally me.”

  “Right,” I mused as I got out of bed and walked over to my clothes. “I’ll head right over there. You can go back to smoking or wanking or podcasting or whatever you were doing.”

  “All of the above,” Todd snickered, “all at the same time.”

  “Uhhhh, your listeners are hearing you beat off?” I questioned.

  “In all honesty, I’m running outta ideas for Tuesdays with the Toddster,” he admitted, “there’s only so many times I can interview the girls or take calls from Chort or even do my weekly weed testing skits with Slothy. I’m kinda going through a crisis of creativity here, bro.”

  “Sounds like it,” I admitted as I pulled on my clothes.

  “Anywho, I’ll meet ya outside the castle in like, an hour,” the imp called out as his voice grew further away, “Adios, amihoes!”

  “Will you guys be alright here?” I asked the succubi on the bed as I pulled my clothes back onto my body. “I don’t wanna be that guy who cuts and runs.”

  “We know where to find you,” Superbia joked as she laid back down, “now go see what Ariel wants, and we’ll meet you outside the gate in an hour.”

  I looked back at the beautiful naked women one last time, and then I opened up the door and slunk out into the hallway. I made my way through the winding halls of the castle, out into the courtyard, and then across the drawbridge and into the mainland of the Fourth Circle. After a brief walk, I arrived at the coliseum and, more importantly, Ariel’s shop.

  As I raised my hand to knock on the door, it opened up as if it were connected to a motion sensor.

  “Hey, there,” the freckled face of the angel giggled as she poked her head out, “I see Todd got my message to you.”

  “He did,” I confirmed, “it must be important, if he was willing to interrupt his ‘alone time.’”

  “Todd really wanted that statue,” she shrugged and then motioned for me to enter, “come on in. I’ve got something to give you … ”

  “I’m just gonna let you know,” I warned as I stepped through the door, “if it’s anything like what you gave me the last time I was here, I dunno if I’m gonna have the strength.”

  Ariel turned her head inquisitively as she pondered my words. Then her eyes narrowed, and the corners of her mouth turned up into a sly smile.

  “Oh, that,” she giggled, “unfortunately, that’s not what I brought you here for.”

  I didn’t know how to feel about that. On one hand, I was drained of all fluid in my body. On the other … I could never say no to such a sexy woman like Ariel.

  “Darn,” I joked, “did you want to show me the Shades’ new armor? I was told that’s what you were finishing up earlier.”

  “Oh, I’ve been done with that for hours,” Ariel waved her hand, “it took me like, forty minutes to get all that done. But then I moved onto my next project … ”

  Ariel walked over to her workbench, yanked away the large cloth that sat on its top, and then let out a quick “tada!”

  There, atop the workbench, was Tenebris’ armor.

  “No way … ” I gasped. “You got it done?”

  “Of course I did,” the redhead scoffed as she placed her hands on her hips triumphantly. “Try it on.”

  I walked over to the workbench, picked up the dark, glowing gauntlet, and then placed it on my left hand. Instantly, I felt the sensation of thousands of pins and needles pressing against my skin, as well as a tingle swelling deep in my gut.

  It was a feeling I was all too familiar with. It was the feeling I got whenever I used my Divine Light.

  This armor was raw power. And it was mine.

  Ariel helped me as I picked up each piece and attached it to my body. The whole process took about ten minutes, but it was well worth the wait. When I was all done, the angel dashed over to the other side of her workshop and then hurried back over with a full-body mirror.

  As I looked at my reflection, I couldn’t help but marvel at just how fucking awesome I looked.

  The armor was pitch black with a hint of purple, and it lit up my immediate surroundings with its violet glow. Each piece fit my body like a well-worn glove, but none of it felt too tight or too loose.

 
; Ariel’s modifications were perfect.

  But that wasn’t all. There, in the center of the chest piece, the redheaded angel had carved my sigil.

  “I hope you like it,” Ariel spoke up bashfully, “I know we didn’t talk about that at all, but I figured since it was your armor now … ”

  “I love it.” I smiled.

  “Well, then you’re gonna love this next part,” she admitted with a giggle, and then Ariel sauntered over to her workbench once more.

  She bent over, and I stared at her firm, tight ass as she rummaged through the bottom shelf. Finally, the redhead came back up with a belt in her hand.

  My weapons belt.

  “What’s a king without his weapons?” Ariel asked as she handed the belt back to me. “Especially his signature one?”

  I nearly fell over in shock when I saw what she was talking about.

  There, inside of its sheath, sat the Unhallowed Sword.

  “You … You didn’t.” I grinned like an idiot. “Tell me you didn’t actually--”

  “Take a look for yourself,” Ariel laughed.

  I quickly fastened my belt around my waist, reached down, grabbed the hilt of the Unhallowed Sword, and pulled it out of its sheath.

  As I looked at the blade, I felt like I was seeing an old friend for the first time in years. The width and thickness of the steel was back to normal, as was its length and the inferoglyphs that had been carved into its metal.

  This was the Unhallowed Sword, exactly how I’d originally got it.

  “Wow,” I shook my head in disbelief, “I-I don’t know how to thank you.”

  “Well, I can think of a few ways … ” Ariel winked, “but right now, we’ve got bigger fish to fry. It’s almost sunset.”

  The angel was right. Now that we’d all gotten our rest, it was about time to head out into the Shadow World, and then into the Eighth Circle.

  So, I sheathed my weapon, gave Ariel a nod, and then turned back to the door.

  “It’s time to head into the lion’s den,” I announced.

  Chapter 16

  I marched back to the perimeter of my castle clad in my brand new armor and with the reformed Unhallowed Sword in my hand.

  However, I made the journey alone.

  The redheaded angel, Ariel, had agreed to stay behind to hold down the fort while we were all out on our adventure. Even though we needed all hands on deck for our final battle with Beelzebub, it would have been very unwise to leave the Fourth Circle with absolutely nobody to guard it. For that reason, Daniel and Cupi had agreed to leave a small brigade of my army back here, under the watchful eyes of Ariel.

  Knowing my father, and how much he loved chaos, I could easily see him tipping off Beelzebub beforehand or pushing Belphegor to invade or some shit like that. That’s why the Shadow World was so imperative to our victory. If Lucifer really did try to pull something like that, I could send my entire army right back home with the snap of my fingers, and we could take out any usurpers that came our way.

  My mind continued to race with the thousands of different possibilities for victory or failure as I continued my walk. What if Beelzebub was ready for us? What if he already had his army mobilized, and they were waiting for us in the Sixth Circle? What about if Abbadon finally decided to show his true colors, and he attacked my friends while they were in his domain?

  The list went on and on, but I refused to dwell on it any longer. A lot could go wrong in this situation, and only a handful of things could go right.

  But it had already been decided. We marched on the Eighth Circle now.

  When I finally reached my castle, though, all of my worries came shooting back into my head, and I briefly felt the Caliginian armor began to glow more powerful with my fear magic.

  There, at the front of my dwelling, stood my army and my generals.

  My Demon Lords, Daniel, and the Demon Kings all stood at the front of the crowd, and they were all adorned in their battle armor and holding their weapons in their hands. Even Todd, who normally rolled without any sort of handheld weapon, stood there with a miniature knife in his hand and an oversized cigar in his mouth.

  Behind them were the Shades of the Fourth Circle, regular humans in their past lives who had been so touched by my emancipation that they’d taken up arms and sworn their loyalty to me as soldiers. They were accountants, scholars, mechanics, and tradesmen in their past lives, but now, thanks to Daniel and Cupi, they were a large band of unkillable warriors.

  And they were all ready to fight for me.

  “Daaaammmmn, Gina!” Todd grumbled in an overly-rough voice. “And I thought your last armor was badass.”

  “Is that--Caliginian Armor?” Ziminiar the scholar gasped. “I haven’t seen that since … well, the Shadow of Death.”

  “Tenebris is dead,” I announced proudly, “but the Shadow of Death still lives on. I am the Shadow of Death.”

  “Welp,” Invidia sighed with pleasure, “I’m pretty sure I need a new set of panties now.”

  “Ewwwwww,” Todd gagged, and the action caused his cigar to fly out of his mouth like a cartoon bullet. “I’ll take ‘things I didn’t need to hear’ for four-hundred, Alex.”

  “I mean … ” Eclipse added as she cleared her throat, “that armor is quite flattering.”

  “It’s pretty cool,” Inpulsa shrugged, “definitely cooler on Jacob than Tetris or whatever the fuck that bitch’s name was.”

  There was silence in the air as all of my soldiers marveled at my new outfit until finally, the quietness was broken up by Todd.

  “Speeeeeeech!” he whisper-yelled. “Speeeeeeeech!”

  “I dunno,” I chuckled and rubbed the back of my head, “I’m not great at giving--”

  “We were there before the fight with Uriel,” Cupiditas spoke up with a smirk, “I know damn well you can make a great speech.”

  Fine. I guess it was time for me to do my stereotypical “Kingly Duties.”

  So, I summoned green Hellfire around my body, and then I slowly lifted myself up into the air so everybody could hear me. As I rose, the crowd erupted into chants and cheers, but after a few moments, I silenced my army with a wave of my hand.

  “Well … ” I began awkwardly, “here we are. It’s been nearly a year since I killed that bastard Azazel and freed you all from his torment. Some of you have been with me since that first day, and others have only recently joined the fray. Hell, some of you here have been with me since I fucking discovered the entire existence of Heaven and Hell and the paranormal … Whoever you are, I thank you for your loyalty. You’ve all been beyond awesome, and whatever happens in the next few hours, know that I will be eternally grateful for your contribution. I hope I can tell each and every one of you this in person, once this conquest is over and the Lord of the Flies’ army has been crushed under our might!”

  The crowd erupted into cheers once more, followed by chants of “King Ralston!”

  I fluttered back down to the ground while my friends hailed my name, and then I deactivated my spell and walked over to address my generals and allies.

  “Short, sweet, and to the point,” Sia mused with a smile. “It was excellent.”

  “Yeah, bro,” Todd added, “I would totally go and strangle a giraffe right now if you asked me to. Fucking goosebumps, bro. Goose. Bumps.”

  “A giraffe?” Libidine questioned. “Why such a specific animal?”

  “Have you seen their necks, Lib?” the imp shot back. “They’re like, twice the length of my schlong, and equally as thick. My little imp hands have enough trouble getting around that thing, so could you imagine how hard it would be for me to strangle a giraffe?”

  “I’d rather not imagine it.” The Sister of Lust shuddered.

  “Anyways, I’d totally do it for Jakey here,” Todd noted. “I’d do anything for my best bro. No homo.”

  “You and your ‘No Homo.’” Lilith rolled her eyes. “That’s been your go-to phrase for years, hasn’t it? You were saying it back when I
was pretending to be Tamira.”

  “Of course it’s my go-to thing,” Todd scoffed. “How else are people gonna know I’m as straight as a razor blade? Like, I get that my straightness can be intimidating to everyone, but it’s just who I am, Scully.”

  “As straight as a unicorn horn?” Gula giggled.

  “Damn straight, Firecracker,” the imp shot back.

  “Straight as my stiletto heels?” Ira added. “The flat ones I use to crush people’s balls?”

  “Uhhh, sure,” Todd shrugged, “but I think that one might require a ‘no homo’ … ”

  “He’s as straight as the razor blade I use to--” Invidia started, but Todd cut her off with a gasp.

  “Jesus, Elvira!” he said in horror. “We don’t need to get that dark around here. Todd and Friends is a family TV show.”

  “ … Shave my legs,” Vidia finished with a raised eyebrow. “What the fuck did you think I was going to say? And also, what kind of family would watch a TV show about Jacob having sex with his succubi and ruling hell?”

  Todd’s mouth pursed, and he shook his head vehemently.

  “Your legs, yep,” he lied, “that’s totally what I thought you were gonna say. Also, my show would totally work in the TGIF time slot. Double also: I’m as straight as when the NWO came outta Compton.”

  “As straight as RuPaul giving her contestants critiques?” Deja interjected.

  “I dunno who this ‘Rupaul’ chick is, Clockblocker,” Todd admitted, “but she sounds like a straight shooter.”

  “Oh,” I chuckled, “she ‘shoots straight’ alright … ”

  “I bet she’s hot as fuck, too,” Todd pondered. “Chicks with exotic names always are.”

  “Well, okay, then,” I snickered.

  “Yes!” Deja jumped up and down for joy. “Perhaps if we ever get back to Earth Realm, we can binge the entire series!”

  “You humans and succubi are strange,” Asmodeus noted as he looked at his fingernails nonchalantly, “with your ‘television’ and ‘binging’ and all that. Me and Asmomini have all the entertainment we could ever need, right in our Cathedral.”

  “Asmomini?” Todd asked.