The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy-Chapter 430: *The Beginning Of The End [XCII] (A Succubus’s Release)*

Chapter 430: *The Beginning Of The End [XCII] (A Succubus’s Release)*

As a succubus, Lilith instantly noticed that change in Aestrea’s eyes.

"Don’t hold back, Master...♡" she purred seductively.

"I don’t want you to."

Snap!

She snapped her fingers, and instantly, the succubus outfit dissolved into nothingness, vanishing in a wisp of crimson smoke.

The sudden, breathtaking sight of her fully naked form sent a jolt straight through Aestrea. Her skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the chamber, flawless and perfect, her breasts rising and falling with each excited breath.

The dark, glistening folds of her sex were completely exposed, her arousal evident in the way she shimmered with her own wetness.

She sat up straight, her powerful thighs braced on either side of his hips.

The position was one of absolute dominance as he looked down at him, her heart-shaped eyes burning with an unholy light, and then she lowered herself.

Squissh...

She pressed the slick, hot heat of her pussy directly against the straining fabric of his trousers, right over his rigid cock.

"Haah..."

A sharp, collective gasp escaped them both.

For Aestrea, it was the exquisite, maddening tease of her wetness soaking through the cloth, the direct heat of her core searing him.

For Lilith, it was the thrill of his hard length pressing so perfectly against her most sensitive flesh, even with the barrier still between them.

"Oh... gasp... Master..." she breathed, her voice trembling with pleasure.

She began to move, a slow, deliberate rocking of her hips. She dragged her dripping slit up and down the length of his bulge, coating the fabric with her essence.

The sound was a soft, wet shlick-shlick-shlick that filled the room, punctuated by their shared pants and moans.

"You feel so... huff... big... even through the cloth... I can feel your pulse... thump-thump-thump... right against my clit..."

Aestrea’s restraint finally shattered.

His hands shot out, no longer just gripping her but roaming wildly over her naked body.

He squeezed the soft flesh of her thighs, ran his rough palms up her flanks to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples.

He arched his back, pushing his hips up to meet her grinding motions, the friction driving him to the brink of insanity.

"Lilith... you... You’re really unbearable..."

"Am I?" she moaned, her movements becoming faster, more erratic.

She leaned forward, her hands flat on his chest as she rode him, her hair cascading around them like a dark curtain.

"Then what are you waiting for? Nngh... Tear these clothes off... ahh... and fuck me like you’ve wanted to for nine years... mmph... Fill me... shlick... claim me... gasp... make me yours..."

The dam broke, and the flood of his desire was ready to be unleashed.

Snap!

Snapping his finger just like Lilith did, his clothes disappeared from the face of the world, and his cock, sprang forth, like a heavenly pole.

Without a moment’s hesitation, without a single thought of teasing, Aestrea gripped her hips, lifted her slightly, and drove himself upward.

Squelssh...!

He entered her in one single and powerful thrust, and the effect on Lilith was instantaneous and cataclysmic.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH♡♡♡♡♡♡♡!!!"

A single, deafening scream of pure, unadulterated ecstasy erupted from her lungs, so loud it seemed to shake the very foundations of the palace.

Her face, a moment before a mask of seductive need, contorted in an expression of beautiful agony. Her jaw went slack, her mouth a perfect ’O’ of shock as the scream was born.

Her eyes, the glowing heart-shaped pupils, flared with an incandescent, blinding pink light, as if a star had just ignited behind them.

They rolled back into her head, leaving only the whites visible as her consciousness was completely overwhelmed.

She had orgasmed just by Aestrea putting it... But it wasn’t only a single one, after all, she had spent nine years waiting for him...

And now... her lust had now compressed into a single, almost soul-shattering moment.

The first wave was a blinding white-hot pleasure that seized every muscle in her body.

Her back arched into a perfect, agonized bow, lifting her off him for a second before she slammed back down.

"NGHAAAA♡♡♡♡!"

The second crashed over the first, a deep, convulsing spasm that ripped a strangled cry from her throat.

Her breasts heaved, her nipples so hard they looked like they could cut glass.

The third was a tidal wave of pure emotion, nine years of longing and love and frustration pouring out of her in a flood of tears that streamed down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat on her temples.

But even in the third one, it didn’t stop.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!

Her inner walls clamped down on him like a velvet vice, each clenching harder than the last, milking him with an impossible, rhythmic force.

In that instant, she cummed three times directly.

"Hah... hah... ahhh... MASTER...!♡♡♡" she sobbed, the words torn from her lips.

The seventh and eighth were a dizzying, spiraling vortex, her mind completely blanked out by the sheer overload of sensation.

Her wings, previously flared wide, beat erratically, sending gusts of wind through the room before they too collapsed.

Her tail, which had been coiled around his leg, went rigid as a steel rod, then thumped limply onto the bed.

And the ninth... the ninth was an explosion.

"UGGGHAAAAAA~~~~♡♡♡~"!

A quiet, devastating quake that left her a trembling, sobbing, utterly spent wreck in his arms.

A gush of her hot cum flooded around him, as she directly collapsed forward, her head landing on his chest, her body limp and quivering uncontrollably, her breath coming in ragged, broken gasps.

"M-Master... Hic-c... gasp... pant..."

Her face was buried in his chest, her body slick with sweat and tears.

Aestrea remained frozen, buried to the hilt inside her still-quivering heat, his own body trembling from the force of her reaction.

He had felt every single one of those orgasms as a powerful wave around his cock.

"Sigh..."

He wrapped his arms around her as one hand moved up to stroke her hair, damp with sweat, while the other rubbed slow, soothing circles on her quivering back.

He held her close, letting her feel the steady beat of his heart against her cheek, a silent anchor in the storm of her emotions.

"Shhh... Lilith... I’m here," he murmured softly.

"I’m right here."

Her sobs only grew louder and even more desperate.

"I... I missed you... hic... so much, Master..." she choked out, her body shaking with the force of her tears.

"Nine years... I thought... I thought I’d go insane... I missed your voice... your touch... I missed you... Oh gods, I missed this... I missed your cock... I missed how you fill me... I missed being yours..."

Each confession was almost like a knife to his heart, clearly telling him how much Lilith had truly missed him.

He gently tilted her chin up with a gentle finger, forcing her to look at him.

Her face was a mess of tears and sweat, her heart-shaped eyes swimming in them, the unholy light now dimmed to a sorrowful glow.

"Mmhp..."

He leaned down slowly and kissed her.

It was a very soft kiss, full of care. It didn’t contain any ounce of lust, but instead, of pure comfort.

He said he was sorry for the nine long years with that kiss. He could taste her tears, and he promised himself he would make her happy.

Lilith relaxed in his arms.

"H-haah..." She let out a long, shaky breath.

Her crying stopped, and she just held onto him, trusting him completely.

He held her close, his body still.

He didn’t try to move to feel pleasure, as he now just wanted her to be okay. He stroked her hair slowly and kissed her forehead.

"I love you, Lilith..."

He kept whispering soft, sweet words into her ears, trying to make her relax by holding her in his embrace.

Soon, he felt her breathing get deep and even.

Her body went limp, and her hands loosened their grip on him. Her eyes were closed, and she was fast asleep... it was the first real sleep she had in nine years.

Aestrea stayed very still.

His cock was still inside of her, but that didn’t matter.

He looked down at her sleeping face, so calm and happy, and smiled softly.

He hadn’t cum, but he didn’t care. Holding her, feeling her sleep peacefully in his arms, was all that he needed.

’...I should have brought all of them with me, even if it was extremely dangerous,’ he thought inwardly, gently caressing her reddened cheeks.

The moment he ascended, Aestrea obviously thought of bringing all of them with him, but he knew he couldn’t do so.

He hadn’t recovered his memories yet, and because of that, he didn’t know that the Goddess of Light had a huge obsession with being pure.

So, after ascending, he thought that she would obviously try to kill him, but when he recovered his memories and knew how Olivia was, the first thing he wanted was to bring them to the Divine Realm.

’If only I had recovered my memories soon...’

A hint of regret appeared in his eyes, but he quickly shrugged it off as he gently kissed Liltih’s forehead and got out of bed.

There was still a party going on, and Lilith wasn’t his only lover.