Damian spent the next few hours with Lilith in her bedroom, indulging in the most depraved and perverse acts known to humankind, pleasuring each other over and over again.
Their bodies were soon covered in the evidence of their passion, and even Lilith, known as the original succubus, struggled to keep up with his relentless libido.
It was understandable; despite being a powerful demon, she had not yet achieved godhood.
Her soul was still weaker than that of a true goddess, and so she could only endure Damian's intensity for around three hours.
Still, she was impressive.
Among all of Damian's non-goddess wives, she lasted the longest without losing consciousness.
Now, in the castle of the Succubus Queen, within her personal chambers, on her own bed, Damian and Lilith lay together, their bare bodies pressed against each other.
Lilith sat astride Damian's waist, her legs and arms wrapped tightly around him as they kissed deeply.
