The Incubus System Chapter 718. It's Because Your Incubus Blood (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 718. It's Because Your Incubus Blood

"Wow," she breathed, a dreamy smile on her lips.

“Are you that thirsty?” I said, unable to contain my amusement. "No, thirsty doesn't even begin to describe it," I admitted, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

"After I drank that much blood? You shouldn't be surprised by that," she said with a proud smirk. She snapped her finger, and a red dress covered her body. "You should put the blame on your incubus blood," she purred with a teasing smirk.

Her teasing words sent a surge of electricity through my veins. "Ah, now you are blaming my incubus blood," I replied, my voice laced with playful sarcasm. "Well, I suppose I can't deny that it adds fuel to the fire."

Before I could utter another word, her lips crashed against mine in a fervent kiss. It was a collision of raw passion and unbridled desire, a melding of our souls in a moment of electric intimacy. Our tongues danced in a passionate tango.

We released our passionate embrace, our lips parting but our foreheads remained pressed against each other. In that intimate closeness, we took a moment to catch our breath, basking in the afterglow of our shared desire.

Her voice broke the silence, bringing us back to the reality of our individual obligations. "Are you planning to visit Syntyche after this?" she inquired, her tone tinged with curiosity.

I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips. “Yes. She has helped me," I replied, admiration evident in my voice.

"Besides," I continued, "if she discovers that I have sex with you without paying her a visit, she would be mad." I let out a chuckle, realizing the complexity of managing my expanding harem. With both human and demon partners, each with their unique personalities and desires, maintaining open communication was crucial to keeping the harmony intact.

'Think again, I haven't visited Camila and Olivia yet,' I thought. I intended to meet them right the first day I arrived in the human world when I picked up Celia, but they had other business.

Nefaris pulled back slightly, her head tilting as she chuckled, the sound vibrating through the air between us. "Oh, indeed, I can just picture Syntyche's anger if she discovers this," she replied, her voice laced with amusement. "I do believe that would give me trouble," she added, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes.

I couldn't help but smile at her playful response. It was evident that she was thoroughly enjoying our clandestine rendezvous and teasing Syntyche. The spark of mischief in her eyes only added to her allure. "But you look like you're enjoying it," I remarked, my tone teasing yet genuine.

Her laughter subsided, and she looked at me with an expression that spoke volumes. It was a genuine smile, one that I had rarely witnessed from her before. Her voice took on a softer, more vulnerable tone as she spoke. "I truly am," she admitted, her words laced with a touch of nostalgia. "For centuries, I have been confined to my territory. Now, I have left my territory and got a company. “She glanced at me. "I don't talk only about you, but also Syntyche and Lilieth. This is my first time hanging out with other demon lords and queens for a long time.” Her smile widened. "And befriend them," she confessed, her gaze shifting between me and her surroundings.

"I see," I replied, my voice tinged with understanding. All this time Nefaris had lived in her territory, even though she was always surrounded by her servants and maids, I bet she had never really had friends on the same level as her. "I'm glad that you have found some companionship among them," I added, my tone sincere.

In response, Nefaris averted her gaze momentarily, her smile fading away. " Don't get me wrong," she interjected, her voice taking on a more guarded tone "I'm just bored and you're busy. So, some friends to keep me company is a good idea,” she clarified, her words carrying a touch of defensiveness.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her sudden change in demeanor, recognizing her attempt to downplay her true feelings. "All right, all right," I replied, my tone laced with amusement. It was evident that her initial statement had held more weight than she was willing to admit. Yet, I chose not to press the matter further, understanding that sometimes it was easier to hide behind a facade of nonchalance.

Nefaris met my gaze with a flat stare, her eyes shimmering with a mix of playfulness and mild exasperation. "You don't believe me, do you?" she questioned, her voice holding a hint of challenge.

I leaned back slightly, a grin spreading across my face. "Well, considering the mischievous glint in your eyes and the way you seem to relish these secret encounters, I can't help but wonder if there's more to it than mere boredom," I replied, my tone teasing.

"Besides, being honest once in a while isn't something bad, you know?" I remarked, my voice laced with a touch of amusement. "If you find joy in these moments, if they bring a genuine sense of happiness, there's no harm in acknowledging it." I leaned in closer, my eyes locked with hers, my tone gentle yet firm. "Allow yourself to embrace the sweetness, Nefaris. It doesn't diminish your strength or tarnish your pride."

Her lips formed a pout, a subtle defiance evident in her expression. "I know," she responded, her voice tinged with a mix of resignation and reluctance. A fleeting glance to the side betrayed her inner struggle, her hesitation to fully embrace the tenderness that lay beneath her seemingly impenetrable exterior. "But for a death demon like me, the idea of admitting to something as sweet and vulnerable as that... it gives me goosebumps," she admitted, her words laced with a hint of self-awareness.

I reached out, my fingers lightly grazing her hand in a gesture of reassurance. "Nefaris, vulnerability doesn't equate to weakness," I said, my voice gentle.