<i>Breezes did naught to rouse the biologist from her slumber, dotting her coppery brown complexion with a frisson of unease in its wake instead. What awakened Bianca was the affection between her legs and the covetous moan that accompanied it. As she sought to dispel the fog that misted her slumbering mind, her initial thoughts were crystal clear:</i>Lilith was out for blood.<i>Perhaps Bianca shouldn’t have allowed her frustrations to best her rationality earlier. Vexing the salacious demoness with a thwarted stimulation back at the lab seemingly evoked a consequence she was unsure she could manage this time around. Her resistance to the succubus’s feminine wiles was crippled as it was, and Bianca was uncertain if she could sustain her sanity any longer in the presence of the demonic being.<br/>
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Once her dusky gaze attained focus, not only was Bianca assaulted with a debilitating desire for pleasure but she was also pinned by the very creature that she had agonized over. Only this time, the succubus was veneered in her human appearance. Gone were the diabolical horns, serpentine tail, luminescent eyes, and hellfire flesh. In its stead was speckled skin that rivaled the sky beyond the shrine and flaming curls that shamed the scarlet glow illuming the vicinity. It didn’t make the unholy being any less daunting, more of a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Lilith sat astride the biologist’s waist, her weight deterring the brunette from rising off of the solid slab she laid on or from tending to the exigent need that burned in her core. Both bodies were scandalously denuded in the midst of an otherworldly realm, and it reminded Bianca of the fabled sacrificial altars so rampant in the pages of infernal tomes cluttering Area X’s archives. Try as she might to comprehend her circumstances, Lilith’s hands upon Bianca’s ample breasts in addition to the ache in her womanhood fully engrossed her mind, enough so that she hardly registered what the demoness had said moments prior. In spite of this, however, it was not lost on the scientist that she was suffering from the effects of the redhead’s personal brand of aphrodisiac. Heightened arousal. Increased body temperature. Enhanced sensitivity. <br/>
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Bianca knew what she was afflicted with, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.<br/>
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And with Lilith’s intoxicating essence glazing Bianca’s stomach, these symptoms were only bound to worsen with time. <br/>
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“Lilith…” Bianca rasped with a voice thick and parched with craving, her eyes narrowed into slits and hazed with lust. Nimble digits gripped the demoness’s thighs, kneading and stroking the supple flesh whilst she writhed restlessly beneath Lilith’s figure. Every movement and contact with the demoness enflamed Bianca unbearably, her soaked nethers trickling onto the smooth surface underneath her, yet any chance to relieve the manic lust within her was obstructed by the body atop her. The heat that profaned her mind and body like a malignant disease hardly allowed Bianca to be coherent in between her lurid moans and sighs. “I feel so hot… and—and needy… my cunt’s on fire… Lilith,</i>help me.<i>”</i>