Crossing the Forbidding Part 6; Seducing the Seducer (Patreon)

Adolyn was indeed special, Monette was certain of it then. As she took inch after inch of his meaty cock down her throat, breast pressed against him, she knew. It was the methodical way he went about pleasuring her. Not feverish. Not with hunger or thirst, but with determination. She tried desperately to effect him with her preternatural abilities, but she could not. They were together now, in the thick of it, and he ignored all of her talents. She wasn’t certain how he was managing it. He’d ingested her nectar. He’d taken her scent and felt her touch on his life force. A lesser man would have been driven crazy with lust. She was certainly aiming for that; but this one, this Adolyn Valenrow was not a lesser man. She had tried to to disrupt his life force. To manipulate his energies and feast upon his quintessence. It seemed he could effortlessly defy her. How? Why did his body not quiver and quake for her touch?Why did she hunger for him to giver her satisfaction and not the other way around? He should have been on his knees begging to lick the hooves of her feet. He should have been ready and willing to have his energies consumed. Instead, he licked her womanhood and made her swoon in ecstasy. She was almost disgusted with herself, but it felt so good.

He again called out to her the... that same sing song sound in his voice.
"What’s your name," he asked. Looking past her thick ass, she turned back slowly in surprise. She tried to get the feverish look from her eyes. Her name, no one had ever asked for her name. No one had ever cared, not at this point. Later, when they were obsessed and enthralled they wanted to know everything about her. But she knew he was neither. It was a curious question to ask in the heat of the moment.Steeling herself she replied; "I am Monette, Child of the Nine..." She tried to sound dominate and dignified. It felt laughable trying to sound so serious in her current position. His cock pulsed slightly in her hand and it was all she could do not to return it to her lips. It was strange. She enjoyed sucking cocks. Seeing her prey squirm and shuffle under her expert lips was a delight. But there was more to it this time. She felt as if she had to prove her superiority. Unable to stop herself, she shoved the cock back into her eager mouth. She ran her long tongue all around it and sucked the shaft with a determination she didn’t know she had. She slurped and slobbered without shame up and down the caracal’s thick member.  She hungered for his cum. It was an elixir for her kind. A man’s cum and a woman’s nectar were very much a healthy part of the succubus diet. Like a dessert really... almost as satisfying as feeding. But this man had not come despite her expert efforts. She pouted slightly, feeling a bit ashamed. Monette wondered briefly if she could not please him. He’d certainly pleased her... she’d cum once already. What was more of a shock than that, was that she was already close to another.

"You’re very cute for a dangerous creature from beyond the veil, Monette." he said suddenly. She looked back, staring into his blue eyes. There was mirth in his voice, but she saw no jest in them. He meant what he’d said and it made her blush again. Before she could respond, he began to push himself out from under her.
"Let’s try something else now," he suggested.

Monette was almost shocked at how eager she was to see what he had in store. Even more by how suddenly he'd done it. Adolyn had taken hold of her head and body. He held her fast, his grip strong and absolute. But he was not violent. His touch was strong and commanding, she found it almost seductive. To think of it, it was quite seductive. As he held her strong with one hand, he gingerly caressed and massaged her with the other. His touch was done with the familiarity of an old lover, not some stranger trying to out fuck her. It was unbalancing to experience. She almost got caught up in the novelty of it. She licked her lips, unable to hide the anticipation he'd cause to rise up from within her. He leaned forward, his lips brushing past her cheek as she felt his chest on her back. He did not kiss her. He could have. She wanted him to, but he did not. Instead, he whispered softly into her ear.
"I’m going to put it in now," his words dripped with sensuality and confidence. Monette looked back at him. His expression was dangerously alluring. His stare was exciting. It was sensual, not sexual. An odd difference which turned her on all the more. She couldn't help but squirm her hips as her already perpetually moist pussy began to water. To be romanced and seduced. What an interesting feeling. No mundane had ever dared try such a thing with her. She’d been here before of course. In her younger days learning the craft from her betters. She’d experienced it with dashing eternians who were mostly immune to her charms, but no one had been this skilled at it. In fact, the idea that a mundane could seduce an incubus or succubus was almost laughable. But there he was, doing the unthinkable. It'd been a long time since she respected anyone, especially a male; but as he held her gaze and pressed against her, she respected that male. What nerve. What audacity. She had to admit, if only to herself, that she was impressed by him. She moved to speak, but as she did his tongue licked out and drew itself across her lips. She blushed as he cooed, "Shhh... we're just getting started."

Casually he entered her. His thick cock parted the folds of her pussy and pushed deep inside of her. She tried desperately not let out the shallow ‘ahhhhhh’, building in her throat. But could not bare to keep it in. As he hilted himself within her, he moved his body forward. She felt his powerful arm gripping her from behind as his muzzle nuzzled the fur of her neck. With soft licks he ran his tongue up and around. His touch was so light, so soft. It was sending tingles through her skin, but that wasn't all. She felt something, something more. A push at her very core. It was subtle and not at all unpleasant, but was definitely from without. His mouth closed on her neck and his cock pulled back slowly. For a long moment she stood on the edge as she waited for him to do what she knew he would. Then in a sudden powerful movement he then thrusted. It hit like a hammer, both on her body and spirit. She felt his touch on her life force again. A strange caress at her core. It was deeper than before. It was him of course. She felt his quintessence within her. He was pressing it upon her somehow. It was just as she'd sensed before, delectable and decadent in its rareness. His was a quintessence unlike any she had tasted before. It was the spiritual equivalent of a moist, velvety cake. She gasped aloud as she tasted another small burst of it. His chi, his quintessence, it was much richer now, much more focused.

Despite her euphoria of having his energy flow into her, she felt wrong somehow. She’d been getting tastes and drags of his essence... but it didn’t feel normal. It wasn't as if she was feeding upon him. Though she was certainly trying. It wasn't her efforts to consume his life force that granted her a taste of his energies. This was something different entirely. He was giving it to her, no, he was forcing it into her. It pushed against her, penetrating her and disrupting her own life force. She felt as if she was being force fed his essence bit by bit. A gulp at a time. Each one was a better sensation than the last, but far less than she'd ever gotten out of just one burst of feeding. Tiny morsels of energy that served to only light her blood on fire and make her hunger for more. It was almost torture. A sweet and delicious torture that she longed to continue.

Physically, his thick cock was pounding into her with a slow, careful focus. It was as if he was probing her pussy. His angle changed each time he thrusted. He was gentle, but not careful. His thrust were mighty and touched down deep, but not as deep as he could go. He seemed to be deliberately...

"OH SHADES!" she cried out as he hit her spot. She felt him tense above her. Quickly, he had repositioned himself and did it again. This time with more force. She felt the tingle again as if he was hitting a magic button. She cried out, this time looking back at him.
"There you go little man, that’s the spot,"she teased. He smiled at her and hit the spot again with even more force. His efforts physically were only enhanced by his actions within. He was seducing her body and her spirit. How in the world was he doing that? She'd felt the touch of the Nine before, the most powerful elderians she knew. Nothing they'd done had ever felt like this. It sent her heart racing as she squirmed and wanted to beg for more. Sure, she'd felt another's touch on her life force in the past. Like all of her kind she'd fed and had been fed on by others of her kin. It was a game to them; but that... nothing had ever been like that. His flavor. His control. His boldness. Damn was he good at it. She let her tongue roll out as she panted feverishly, unable to keep herself from trying to stare back at him. She could see why he'd been confident enough to challenge her. She'd taken him for a fool, but now she knew better. You didn't get this good at fucking someone without practice and she had to appreciate his technique. Handsome knights like him, most likely noble born. She was sure he’d had his fair share of lovers. She wondered absently where his thrall was. She had to giggle to herself. Perhaps there were more to the mundanes than she realized. Certainly his physical prowess alone was worthy of a seasoned incubus. But this mundane, this Adolyn, was teasing her. Blocking her from feeding upon him. That was a rare feat indeed.
She could only think, "Clever boy,".