<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>Diadra was almost ready to beg more, tears forming in her eyes with the sheer<em>need</em>of the moment.  The praise made her blush all the way out to the tips of her ears, and then she was pinned down, her eyes going wide and she squeaked in shock and anticipation.  The aggression of the succubus was incredible, and her breathing grew insanely short as the demoness finally gave her what she wanted, as lightning began to pulse through her body, as she felt herself slipping toward the edge...and then there was the faint sense as if a door had slammed shut, or she had been shoved into a tight suit that wouldn't let her move properly.  And the pleasure, the<em>need</em>kept on growing, kept on building more and more, yet it<em>couldn't</em>explode outward,<em>couldn't</em>give her release.  Diadra moaned in pained frustration, gasping frantically. "Why...it isn't...I<em>can't...</em>Goddess...goddess...<em>why...?</em>"