Chapter 581

• A set of claws slipped into his hair. He lifted his head, expecting to find Caera stroking his head, or maybe Dao or Jes, or maybe even the Las. But everyone was busy, lost in their own pleasure, while Caera had fun rubbing her face against Acelina's breast as David drank from it.
• It was Acelina's arm. One of them half hugged two of the imps and grems to her other breast, but her other arm rested along Caera's back, across it, and her hand rested on the back of his head. Acelina had damn long claws, and she used them to hold his skull, gently caress and scratch his scalp, and nudge his face down against her nipple.
• Acelina, being gentle, was beyond strange. She lifted her head long enough to aim her eyeless gaze at him, but it fell back to the stone as he began to move his hips again, slow and deep, and the giant demoness quietly moaned, even whimpered. Each gentle thrust felt beyond wonderful, especially with his own body pressing on her belly and his cock. But feeling the huge demoness purr with his face almost completely buried against her giant breast, was a kind of pleasure he hadn't expected, and he smiled into the softness.