Lyla, in spite of her words, hadn't been expecting the sudden thrust. As the blunt, thick head plunged upward into her tight folds she let out a squeaking gasp, her back arching and eyes widening at the sudden, sharp pain as her hymen was breached. The pain lingered as she panted, squirming as her hands slid down her side, not realizing that rather than looking like she'd been in pain, it looked like she'd almost<em>enjoyed</em>the deflowering. And yet...a tiny part of her did, as the pain began to fade. But a hint of alarm raised its head as she glanced downward, seeing the blood being collected. And there was more blood than she'd anticipated, enough to almost<em>over</em>fill the vial that the succubus was using. Opening her mouth to say something, Lyla paused as she thought about what was happening, afraid to upset the demon who had her utterly subdued, and her back almost involuntarily arched again as the symbol was drawn to make a show of it. But she was about to say something, to object further, when the demon began to thrust into her with renewed vigor, just as the pain finally faded.<br/><br/>Each thrust plunged deep into her tight vagina, and she gasped out as it pushed so very much deeper than it had before, delving deep into her body in a way she'd never imagined before. The shocks and tingles of pleasure as the tail hit all the right points made Lyla shudder, and she reached back blindly to hold on to the succubus, her legs almost giving out as the aphrodisiacs combined with the demon to overwhelm her senses.<br/><br/>Niarra only could watch, opening her mouth to object, then closing it again. Her own nipples had hardened now, and she was blushing. She wasn't sure why she couldn't tear her gaze away from the demon fucking her best friend, but it was just so very fascinating, and she had never imagined that something could be so arousing. The symbol faintly concerned her, but the concern faded almost as fast as it appeared, her mind trying to relax and enjoy herself.