With a smirk, she leaned down, licking his length from base to tip.
He groaned as her warm tongue circled the head of his shaft.
"Mm, someone's excited," she teased, her golden eyes glinting.
She licked her lips and wrapped her fingers around him, stroking his shaft.
"God, you're fucking massive."
She squeezed his cock and pumped her hand, working him slowly, methodically.
You see, even though Seraphina had never actually been with anyone before, that didn't mean she was inexperienced.
As a succubus, it came with the territory—instincts, knowledge, and an almost supernatural understanding of intimacy.
It wasn't something she had to learn; it was something she was born with.
Reading body language, sensing desire, knowing exactly how to touch, speak, or move—these things came naturally to her. It wasn't about practice. It was part of who she was.
And it made her an incredibly skilled lover.
