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The house was silent; that was the way that Lilah preferred for it to be, of course. The succubus only heard the soft clip-clopping of her hooves on the tiled floor. Her eyes, a glowing halo of yellow, were the only light in the darkness of the hallway. She picked this house for a reason -- there were multiple adults here, and she could feed to her heart's content. It had been a few days since the goat had properly filled herself, and now she was going to take full advantage of it.

She'd already had her way with the adult male that slept just down the hallway. She wasn't sure if he was going to wake from the damn near coma that she'd left him in, and she didn't care either way. Now, she was making her way to the woman who slept at the end of the hall -- by the time the night was over, she was going to have her fill. Her body was trembling just thinking about it, and the soft, salmon skin that graced her nude frame was burning with the desire of what she knew was waiting for her. She licked her lips hungrily and opened the door...

Only to see a fluffy tail wagging back and forth in delight as a wolf plowed into the woman's frame of her intended victim. Her eyes flared wide, and her voice rose in fury. "What in the Circles do you think you're doing here?" Sharp, rapt, and she took a few quick strides forward, grabbing the incubus by his tail and jerking him off of the female.

It was too late though. She laid limp on the bed, and the masculine laughter beside her let her know that there wouldn't be so much as a useable droplet of life essence left within the shell that she could squeeze out.

"What the fuck-- I marked this house. I made it clear that--" And then Lilah's eyes focused on who was standing beside her, licking his chops and grinning with pure, feral salaciousness. "What are you doing here, Mordrem?" She was instantly incensed, to the point that she actually lowered her head, threatening him for a moment with her crimson horns.

He only laughed in response, taking a moment to make a show of licking his lips. "I'm feeding, of course. Now that I'm finished with this bitch, I'm going to go get the male down the hall. I guess there's nothing here for you after all, Lilah."

The smug look on his face was enough to make her belly curl in absolute seething, but that didn't stop a slow smile from curling her visage as she tilted her head and widened her eyes in an innocence that she'd never possessed to begin with.

"Oh? You were expecting a double meal? Well," she brushed her hands along her frame, cupping her full breasts and letting the bounce so he could see how vital and brimming with energy she was. "Tough shit, dog. I got there first." And oh, the look of anger on his features was almost enough to fill her up the rest of the way. The two had been feuding for centuries, vying for the attention of their Lord, trying to prove that they were the most powerful. Neither of them had come out ahead to the point that one could be declared the winner... but they'd never stooped to the point of stealing one another's intended.

Until now.

It was a line that should have never been crossed; with a snarl of fury, Mordrem lunched forward, grabbing the goat by her throat and slamming her hard enough against the wall that her horns cracked the plaster. "Do you think that's funny, Lilah? Well," He leaned in close, so that she could smell the faint lingerings of champagne on his breath, probably from the female that he'd just devoured. "I have news for you. That energy is mine, and if I can't get it from him..." He thrust his body forward, and she let out a low screech of protest as his long, thick cock pressed between her legs. "I'll just take it from you!"

It was against their very laws; the succubi and incubi weren't allowed to forcefully feed on one another -- there was far too many mortal prey to fight amongst their own ranks... and yet, it seemed that this had been one infraction too many, one moment of malice that tipped the scale.

"Let me g--" But Mordrem didn't care. His hips angled and thrust forward, and Lilah was instantly filled with the burning sensation of his prick, filling her cunt in a way that no mortal man could have. A hiss of disbelief ripped from her chest, and her hands instantly came up to grab him by the shoulders -- his hand on her throat was the only thing that kept her secure as he started to thrust roughly inside of her. She could feel each gyration of his hips stealing away some of her power, her essence... and she knew that if she didn't do something about it soon, he was going to have complete power over her.

With another screech of fury, she brought her legs upward; Mordrem's eyes were closed in pleasure and pompous satisfaction, and he didn't stop to think that she wasn't just a mortal woman, wrapping herself around him as she got the best fuck of her life. In a quick motion, she bunched her legs up and kicked him in the chest. There was a loud cracking sound, a whine of pain, and the wolf went flying backward, the impact of his winged body crunching against the bed frame and sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.

She didn't give him a chance to recover though -- if this was what he wanted to do, she was more than willing to play his game. She dove forward and straddled his lap while pinning his hands above his head. The goat had leverage here, and while he bucked beneath her, it just sent his cock diving deeper into her downward thrust. She could feel his power leeching into her now, and she moaned out in pleasure at it -- she was smart enough, though, to keep her eyes open, to watch his movements.

His own crimson hues were glaring furiously, though she could see the building pleasure behind them; they were, after all, beings of sexual energy. No one knew how to fuck better than a succubus. This was probably the best lay that he'd had in his entire life, even if it was a hate fuck.

Siphoning his energy made her strong enough that she could keep his arms pinned -- the fact that he was writhing beneath her in building pleasure just made his strength flow all the faster into him, until she was feeling almost drunk from it. This was something that she'd never experienced before, and she understood now why the law forbade their kind from feeding off of one another -- this could easily become an addiction. This was better than any mortal she'd ever fucked.

This was... this was...

"Fuck you!" Mordrem snarled the words out as Lilah's head leaned down in pleasure. His hips spasmed, bucking upward in an involuntary burst of pleasure that spilled more power into her frame, but she'd made a mistake in leaning in. He jerked his head forward, savagely butting his skull against hers and momentarily breaking her hold on him. It was all that he needed to gain the advantage, and he shoved her hard, sending her flying back and against the door frame with enough strength that it cracked and shattered, sending her flying head over tail into the hallway.

The wolf pushed himself from the ground, his ears perking forward and his gray fur stood on end -- a low, rumbling growl was building deep vibrations in his chest; he'd been close to orgasm there, and he knew that if he had, she would have drained him completely and left him as nothing more than a husk of what he'd once been. He couldn't let that happen -- he had to make sure that she was the one who found her pleasure first, if only to assure the fact that she wouldn't walk away from this situation and tattle to their Lord.

He didn't want to think of the punishment that he would receive for breaking one of their most sacred laws. He was into pain... but that would be a bit much.

"Lilah, come on now. You know you're no match for me. Let's just give it up, eh? If you're a good girl, I'll give you the best fuck you've ever had before you go out." He stepped into the hallway, and his eyes narrowed. He was talking to dead air. Though there was a broken shelf and two punctures in the wall from where her horns had rammed against it... the goat-bitch was nowhere to be seen.

"You're just making this harder on yourself." He kept his ears perked forward, his eyes focusing on the darkness of the house. He was a creature made to prowl. Mordrem had no problem with tracking her -- he could smell her scent, the wetness of her cunt, which was a warm smell of cinnamon and spice thick on his cock. It made following her trail easy. He swerved to the right, pretending not to notice that she'd ducked into the bathroom in the hallway. Instead, he let his footsteps fall away from the door, and then silently glided back on wings to wait for her to open the door.

After a moment, he actually heard her snort in satisfaction and then saw the door slowly start to open -- he raised one leg and kicked it hard before she had managed to get it open by even an inch. The cracking impact on her body was enough to make the wolf chuckle, and then the sound of metal squealing as she flew against the shower head and busted the pipes echoed through the air.

"Fuck... ow..." Her whining was music to his ears. When he shoved the door completely open, she was crumbled in the shower, with water pouring over her and slicking her crimson hair to her frame.

Even he had to admit, slicked and soaked like that, she looked fucking hot. If he wasn't going to kill her, he would have relished more at the moment. As it was, he kicked aside busted tile and climbed into the shower before she had a chance to recover from being brained with mahogany.

This time, he picked her up by her horns and flipped her around. He wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. Cruel fingers found her own, interlaced and pinned her to the wall before he thrust back inside of her -- the scalding water rushing over both of them did nothing to deter his lust, and he felt himself slick and slide home in her wet pussy. A shudder of pleasure poured through her, and he leaned into her all the more, grinding himself so that her cunt played against the broken shower head that had fallen between her legs. Lilah cried out, bucking and writhing against him.

"Stop! Stop it right now!" Her pleas were full of a low, seductive purr of pleasure, and her body rocked and bucked against him, trying to throw him off of her. He was in a much better position though, and he continued to pound into her heated center until he could feel his own body tightening with pleasure -- hers though, was far more delicious. She was clenching and moaning, attempting to keep herself from going over the edge; the small pulses and ripples of pleasure couldn't be ignored though -- each mini-orgasm that tore through her imbued him with more power, until he could feel it pulsing through him, singing every single nerve that he possessed until he couldn't breathe around the headiness of it.

"Fuck... fuck..." The desperate moan echoing from her chest came faster and faster, and Mordrem knew that he was about to win in this twisted game. He rumbled in savage pleasure, shifting his hips forward and pounding so hard into her frame that the tile in front of them continued to crack with the strength of it... and then Lilah let her head fall back on his shoulder, her yellowed eyes heavy-lidded, her entire body trembling from the sensations ripping through her.

"That's right, just give in, you'll--" his words were cut off as she set her teeth into his neck and tore back as hard as she could. Mordrem let out a yelp, his hand coming to cover his bloody fur... and it was enough to let her buck back. She was weakened, dizzy, but she wasn't going to go out this way. Not if she could stop it. Lilah shoved him back with all of her strength, and it was only the slickness of the shower that sent him flying out of the bathroom and into the hallway. He growled, rolling to his feet and taking a few steps back into the living room.

With the last burst of strength that she had, she flung herself at him -- they both crashed back onto the couch, and the sound of cracking wood and bending metal echoed through the house. This time, she knew she couldn't let go -- she couldn't let him win, or she would be done for. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms wrapped around his shoulders, and she slid him inside of her in a quick motion that nearly quickened her orgasm and made her come just from the sensation of him filling her again.

"Lilah, you can't win. Stop it," Mordrem ached the word out. Her hips were grinding down hard against him in slow, circular motions... and he felt himself give a small shudder -- he'd always fucked and fucked hard. This was different. It was slow and deliberate... and it felt better than anything he's experienced in his entire life. His eyes widened, and he felt his body tremble with exactly how nice it felt. His claws raked down her back, tearing her flesh open... but she held fast.

His body bucked and scrambled to shift her from him, but her arms and legs were locked around him in a literal death grip.

"Fine then." He groaned the words out, and let his hand slid down her backside -- it was slicked with blood from where he's shredded her flesh, and he didn't need any lube when he thrust one fingers lowly into the sweet little spiral of her ass. She let out a low gasping noise, her eyes flaring wide... and she felt pleasure liquid and hot bubbling in her core. His finger stroked expertly...

Her hips circled perfectly.

They were both groaning, grunting -- both locked in a battle of life and death...

And then, without warning, orgasm ripped through... both of them.

It wasn't what they'd expected -- the energy that had been such a back and forth between them suddenly flew wide; it filled them both, ripping and rolling, turning over through their bodies over and over again until they were both full to the brim and more powerful than they'd ever been before. The wolf's cock thrust hard up into the goat's sweet little cunt, and he felt his knot well up and link them together a moment before she let out a low keening sound at the fullness of it, collapsing fully against him as her own pleasure made her entire body dance.

One of them should have died... but instead, they'd unlocked something that they never should have -- the reason that sex between their kind had been forbidden...

After a few moments of writhing, of bucking and twisting, of aching moans and jettisons of hot, liquid cum... there was finally silence. Only their harsh, rapt breaths filled the air... and then even that quieted. They were still joined together from the wolf's knot -- and with a low, trembling voice, Lilah finally spoke.

"That was..."

"Unexpected?" Mordrem finished for her in a rumbling voice. She nodded, keeping her head against his shoulder as she tried to come down from the best burst of energy and pleasure that she'd ever experienced in her thousand years of existence. She had meant to kill him -- she'd wanted to kill him. But now... now... everything was different.