Free Web NovelChapter 126: Chapter 125: Insatiable
They collapsed together onto the bed, both breathing hard, both covered in sweat and various fluids.
But even after hours of fucking, Raphael’s cock was still hard inside her. Still ready for more.
"How?" Elena gasped, feeling him twitch inside her. "How are you still...?"
"Incubus," Raphael reminded her with a tired but satisfied smile. "We can go all night. And the night isn’t over yet."
Elena whimpered, caught between exhaustion and the undeniable arousal that Raphael’s presence continued to pull from her.
As dawn began to paint the sky in shades of pink and gold. Raphael was still moving in and out of Elena.
She lay on her stomach, barely conscious, her body wrung out and trembling. Her pussy was swollen and raw from hours of use, every nerve ending screaming with oversensitivity. She’d stopped counting orgasms somewhere around fifteen, had stopped screaming around twenty, and now could only make small, broken sounds of pleasure-pain as Raphael continued to slowly thrust into her from behind.
"Last one," Raphael murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion and satisfaction. Even his supernatural stamina had limits, and he was finally approaching them. "One more, Elena. Give me one more."
"Can’t," Elena sobbed into the pillow, though her hips lifted instinctively to meet his thrusts. "Please, I can’t, it’s too much...."
"You can," Raphael insisted, his hand sliding under her to find her clit. When he touched it, Elena’s entire body jerked...the oversensitivity making even gentle touches feel intense.
Raphael rubbed her clit in slow, firm circles while he continued to fuck her with long, deep strokes. The combination pushed Elena toward one final orgasm, her body giving everything it had left.
When she came this time, it was different. Softer, deeper, more like waves than an explosion. Her pussy fluttered around his cock, gently milking him, and Raphael came with her...his final release of the night flooding into her already overfull pussy.
They collapsed together, and this time, Raphael finally softened inside her. Finally, after an entire night of fucking, his body admitted it had reached its limits.
He pulled out carefully, knowing she had to be sore, and Elena whimpered at the loss. Raphael gathered her into his arms, cradling her against his chest, and used a small amount of power to soothe the worst of the soreness and heal any actual damage.
"You did so well," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Fed me so well. Thank you, Elena."
She could only make a small sound of acknowledgment, too exhausted for actual words. Her body felt like it had been thoroughly used....which it had been...and her pussy was a mess of their combined releases. But underneath the exhaustion and the soreness was a bone-deep satisfaction.
She’d been claimed by an incubus. Had experienced pleasure she’d never imagined possible. Had screamed and come and been fucked so thoroughly that she knew she’d never forget this night as long as she lived.
Raphael held her until she fell asleep, then carefully extracted himself from the bed. He needed to clean up, needed to attend to his own recovery. The feeding had been exactly what he needed...his power reserves were full again, his energy restored, his incubus nature satisfied in a way it hadn’t been in months.
He showered quickly, then returned to the bedroom to find Elena still sleeping deeply, her body curled in the center of his ruined bed. The sheets were soaked with sweat and sex, and the scent of their coupling filled the room.
A knock at the door made him look up. He pulled on pants and opened it to find Catherine standing in the hallway with fresh linens and a knowing smile.
"Good morning, Lord Raphael," she said, her eyes twinkling. "I trust you slept well?"
Raphael smiled. "Very well, thank you. Though I suspect Elena will need the day to recover."
"Already arranged," Catherine confirmed. "The Alphas gave instructions that Elena is to remain with you as long as needed. Her duties have been reassigned. She is to focus entirely on... attending to your needs."
Raphael’s eyebrows rose. "They’re assigning her to me permanently?"
"For the duration of your stay," Catherine corrected. "They recognize that you need to maintain your strength, especially with Luna’s training intensifying. And since Elena is apparently the only female who... meets your requirements..." She smiled knowingly. "It makes sense to have her dedicated to ensuring you remain well-fed."
Raphael looked back at Elena sleeping peacefully in his bed and felt something unexpected...not just satisfaction from feeding, but genuine affection for the female who had given herself so completely to him.
"Very well," he said. "Though I’ll need to be careful not to wear her out too thoroughly. She’s human-sized stamina in a werewolf body. She can’t match an incubus indefinitely."
"Then pace yourself," Catherine suggested with amusement. "Or find creative ways to feed that don’t require quite such... intensity... every time."
She set the fresh linens on the chair near the door. "I’ll have breakfast sent up in a few hours. For both of you. And perhaps some healing salve for the young lady."
"Appreciated," Raphael said.
Catherine left, and Raphael returned to the bed. He carefully gathered Elena into his arms again, and she instinctively curled into him, seeking his warmth even in sleep.
He held her and watched the sun rise through the window, thinking about the night that had just passed and the training that would resume very soon.
Eve needed to be ready for what was coming. The Seraphim Court was preparing to send envoys...or more assassins. The factions were mobilizing. And the political games were intensifying.
But for now, in this moment, Raphael allowed himself to simply exist. To hold a beautiful female who had fed him so completely. To feel satisfied and strong and ready for whatever came next.
The game was changing. The players were moving into position. And Raphael was ready to protect his niece, to teach her everything she needed to survive, to help her claim the throne that was rightfully hers.
He looked down at Elena who was fast asleep on his chest and decided that he would give her the recovery time she’d earned. Would treat her with the care and respect she deserved for the gift she’d given him.
Because that’s what a gentleman should do. Even a gentleman who’d just spent all night fucking her into oblivion.
The dawn light painted everything in gold, and Raphael closed his eyes, letting himself rest. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Tomorrow, the training would continue. The threats would draw closer. The Court’s machinations would intensify. freewebnovel.cσ๓
But today? Today he would rest, recover and then prepare.
And maybe, when Elena woke, he’d show her some of the gentler ways an incubus could feed. Ways that didn’t leave her unable to walk but still satisfied them both completely.
After all, they had weeks ahead of them. No need to break his favorite feeding source on the first night.
A small smile curved his lips as Elena shifted in her sleep, mumbling something incoherent, her hand coming to rest over his heart.
Yes, he thought. This arrangement was going to work out very nicely indeed.
