Kanade didn’t hesitate and felt Kyoko’s invasive mind like oil to her water. It felt wrong, not like Ethan’s who remained in the back keeping an eye on everything and always felt wonderful, but she brought forth all of who she is as a show of good faith she too meant the vows made not long ago. Starting from her first memory to that very moment of tasting Dallare’s tea. In that time of silence Kanade was pleasantly surprised by how good it was. It was no joke.
Dallare was a master tea-maker.
In several minutes Kyoko made Dallare gasp as she began to silently cry. When a Yuki-onna cries, their tears become precious and lustrous pearls with the density of diamond. They were beige bouncing off the carpeted floor, but changed color depending on light intensity and color. In sunlight they were known to be a soft pink or yellow during the dawn. Firelight was best and more than twelve pearls came from Kyoko’s tears. Kanade had only ever seen one pearl before. Dallare quickly snatched each and every single one, double checking since one pearl was worth an entire planet and was coveted greedily.
“I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Kanade said with hesitation. Not expecting such a profound reaction.
Kyoko dabbed the moisture away with a wrist and wiped it away as fine dust a second later. Her tone had lost much of its bold confidence and told of a sensitive woman behind the tough exterior. “You truly are the most beautiful creature, Kanade-chan. I just now saw proof. I had expected more animosity to me for my intrusion into your livelihood, but you truly wish to try to be with me. And I’ve never felt the love you have for Ethan-sama. When I fed from him, I was astounded there was no change in personality, but your own love… I cannot fathom how it can be possible and survive without going mad. I thought I knew love when my human husband had changed me, but that was like a lone grain of salt to your ocean. It was beyond the definition of beautiful and deeply touching. I want that. Even a shred. It would still pale in comparison to what I may ever offer in guidance or my body’s gifts…” Her eyes turned to her oldest companion. “Dallare-chan, pick the finest tear and give it to her. She deserves it and every tear my kind has ever shed a million fold.”
“Hime? Truly?”
Kyoko choked back a sob and sat straight so as to try recovering. “It was the epitome of the most beautiful experience of my entire life. She truly is the meaning of Love. I cannot begin to explain.”
“Then may I see it too?” the Elf asked and got her wish. Kyoko had cried, but in moments Dallare was bawling inconsolably. She had to leave and disappeared from the room, but Kanade’s mind located her an instant sobbing alone at the beach.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make…”
“No. Do not apologize. Neither of us knew there was that kind of possible, all-consuming love. It truly is beautiful and romantic. She may wish to bond to you like I have after that, but won’t. Elves won’t survive making love to us let alone a rough Ifrit lover. They are rather frail. Naturally strong as Shamans as a whole, but weak of body. But she will do anything for you now I expect. Demons who’ve never loved won’t understand like we who were shown another way. Be mindful to share to those who have. Your love will drive others insane.” She took Kanade’s hand in both of hers. “I do not think I will be competent to teach you your station tonight after what I just experienced. Share your love with me. I’m aching to have you.”
To make a point she pulled the sash of her yukata after standing and letting the silk fall around her ankles, highlighting her naked beauty. If ever there was a beautiful demon, Yuki-onna embody it in a class of their own. Succubae flaunted their wanton sexual appeal and embodied lust. Quite like Nymphs. But Kyoko’s kind were a cold and cruel type of beauty, one that makes others jealous. They didn’t flaunt themselves for they didn’t have need. They were beautiful and deadly. A predator among predators. Patient and powerful. They didn’t have to use power to lure or affect others. It came naturally and Kyoko was clearly among the most beautiful.
Skin as pale as freshly fallen snow with the feel of silky power covered every inch. She would have been mistaken for a ghost since no human could have such a natural color. Not even a body covered in baby powder could match her. It was whiter than even Kanade’s glittery alabaster. But her body had the perfect proportions even straight women would not bother questioning a desire to go to bed with and have no regrets. Large breasts defied gravity and were clearly aching to be touched by how pearled each light blue nipple was. It was strange for breasts that big should mean the body had extra fatty padding, but no. Kyoko had an athletic body that was well toned. Slight bulges from a feminine six-pack tightened and relaxed with each breath and accentuated wide round hips and a narrow tapered waist just made for grabbing. Rather long legs for a woman of her size were like a dancers, strong and firm. Though Kanade didn’t see it, she knew Kyoko’s hind end could bounce quarters off of. And like her, Kyoko was also naturally hairless around the groin, arms and underarms. It was how they evolved in Demon World. Human, but not quite. Then Kyoko pulled her long pale hair out of its ponytail and let it hang straight and loose.
First words out of Kanade’s mouth was “How big are those things? They aren’t double D and why don’t they sag? Are they even real?”
“Feel for yourself.” She took Kanade’s hand and led it to her breasts. Still not aroused, but too curious to resist she felt them and blinked repeatedly. “They are all natural. I was blessed with a fine pair many covet. Actually I am a G cup. And now, they are yours.”
Kanade’s hand dew away and she bit her bottom lip. “Ummm… I guess I should thank you, but didn’t you tell me you’d wait till you got to Demon World to be with me when in your true form… and what will you look like with your full power?”
Kyoko knew she was stalling, but wouldn’t be denied if her snowflake eyes said anything. Taking the initiative, Kyoko came up and cupped Kanade’s cheeks and quickly gave her a deep kiss. It made the recipient stop talking and go rigid. “If you remember what I said it was I cannot wait to make love in my complete form, not that I won’t try as I am now. And I will look as I do now, only taller. My face will change some too. My eyes will be larger, cheeks bones sharper and my face will be more oval. Be with me, Love-chan.”
Kanade swallowed tightly and thought Now? I’m not ready.
“You never will.” Came his thoughts while laughing as he and everyone sat in a part of the yacht that had space altered like their cabin. They were in a private theatre watching Loony Tunes. Apparently Blake’s suggestion had been voted down thanks to Ellen’s vote for the cartoon shorts. “You can do this.”
“Now I can understand you doin’ things you don’t want just to make me happy.”
“Hey now, I’m with you always. This was mostly your decision and just think. Who would you rather have? Kyoko or Shigure?”
“Thanks.” She thought dryly.
“Then picture me hiking up your dress and violating you from behind.”
Her attention was raised during the speedy celestial conversation. “Then I want you to do it when we’re done tryin’. You better fuck me senseless.”
“Don’t I always.”
“Just for that little remark forget it. No pussy for you.”
“Awe, come on. I was just trying to help.”
“Got ya. You know I’ve never said no when I see that throbbin’ rod lookin’ sadly at me.”
“Be thankful I’m not a Shifter with a wolf form to give you those big, sad puppy-dog eyes.”
“Pitty. I was plannin’ doggy as my first position tonight.”
“Will you quit it before I come up there and make you regret turning my balls blue because of this conversation.” He growled over the mental link.
To Kyoko, not a second passed as she watched her swallow slowly and heard “I’ll try.”
The demon smiled, kissed her again and encased her hands in frost to grab the still boiling blood and unscrewed the lid. She sniffed it and said “His blood smells as good as he does.”
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“So I’ve heard from Uncle’s mistresses long ago. They say it is sweet.”
“You have no idea.” Kanade laughed. “It’s like molten white chocolate sometimes it’s a hard decision as to whether to have in fill my womb or drink it.”
Kyoko grinned. “And I’ll finally get my chance. Love-chan, will you help bathe me? I will drink what remains.” Holding the jar.
After a nod, Kyoko sashayed to stand beneath the shower, inside the shallow reservoir and put a plug over the drain so as to not lose the precious supply of the rarest blood in all of existence.
“Strange.” Kyoko said as she poured some in her hand and rubbed it over her taut abdomen.
“What is?” said Kanade as she poured a generous amount in her palm and rubbed it down the Demon’s firm legs.
“The blood boils still, but does not burn. I expected it to since I’ve not taken enough to resist scalding. It feels good and warm… like a human’s feverish blood.”
Kanade didn’t want to know how many times Kyoko bathed in human blood, though she already discovered the answer earlier. She had her spin so as to access the back and Kanade’s assumption of the Yuki-onna’s ass was even firmer than imagined. Almost as perfect as her own. Boiling blood was applied all over and even worked into her pale hair. Kanade knew it wasn’t fun getting blood out of hair, but Kyoko was lucky she didn’t have wings to wash out too. The jar was emptied to a quarter remaining when every nook and cranny was coated. Lastly Kyoko took the jar and drank every precious drop till little more than a streak remained in the glass.
“Do I arouse you now?” Came the question from a morbid hottie.
“Let’s find out.” Kyoko stepped out and held still as the other leaned forward and sniffed deeply. A low hum of pleasure escaped out of habit, recognizing her mate and as the sound was registered there was a slap as Kanade’s hand met her own mouth.
“I take it it worked.” Came a satisfied quip. “Kiss me.”
This time it wasn’t a dull, boring experience. The taste of blood masked the underlying scent and Kanade moaned in pleasure, her mouth opening. Despite her size, Kyoko’s arms wrapped around her neck, not at all bothered as she found herself drawn in to kiss as if her life depended on the connection. When breathing was necessary they broke off and Kanade’s tongue lapped the blood off the entire side of the woman’s cheek. There was the sound of fabric tearing and far away Kanade recognized she was destroying her own nightdress to have skin on skin contact.
Kyoko felt great hands cup her ass as their lips met and again passion ignited her cold blood that got colder, past freezing. Ice started creeping past them, but Ethan’s Ifrit blood protected his true love from frostbite. But a gentle stroke down Kanade’s spine with icy fingers made her gasp and Kyoko kissed her way down and Kanade laid on the floor in submission. Kyoko, keenly aware how to pleasure men and women alike, began teasing Kanade’s pink nipples, gently biting harder till a gasp came and explored the giant woman’s body for all its hidden pleasures. That was till Kyoko made ice-balls inside her mouth and settled between Kanade legs and inserted one right inside her pussy.
Kanade gasped in more of a hiss as she was snapped out of the haze of desire and jumped pack with a hand over her chest and the other fished out the ice cube ball that was pushed inside with a tongue. She used one of her man’s phrases “Holy hell.”
“What, don’t you like my ice trick?” Kyoko failed to hide a smile.
“Wha… Did… Peel me off the celin’.” she pulled it out and looked at it. “Why?”
“Quite a shock to a warm blooded channel isn’t it.”
“You can say that again.” She wiped her forearm across a forehead that began to perspire.
“Tell me you didn’t enjoy it.”
“I uh… uh…” she couldn’t form words as she thought about it and how it felt. Unable to lie, she said “It scared Torment out of me, but it wasn’t… bad.”
“Good.” Kyoko opened her mouth as another large clear ball of ice rolled off her tongue and looked more like crystal. “I’m going to fill you up and make you beg for release.”
Kanade found herself blown back by a blast of frigid air and gasped as Kyoko fulfilled that promise and inserted one ball after another till no more would fit before shoving her fist up to her forearm and powered the ice like a mixing machine. The floor was gouged by long fingers as she thrashed wildly, moaning harder and harder as the strange and new experience flew through her. But Kyoko never experienced an orgasm quite like Kanade’s. Although the lockdown wasn’t as powerful since her womb felt no seed from its mate, the arm couldn’t escape. Melted ice dribbled out, but Kyoko found it erotic and flexed her fingers around in the ice while licking and sucking on the clit. More soft moaning ensued.
Hand over her chest and stomach, Kanade said “Wow… just… wow.”
“You surprise me too. Never has this happened.” She wiggled her arm.
“Give… give it a minute for my lockdown to ease up. If Ethan came inside, I’d hold him for a half hour like this.”
“Quite a way to ensure you bare offspring. And beautiful. Just like you.”
“I just can’t believe it worked… and without his scent on clothes.”
“Do I still repulse you?” Kyoko asked with unrestrained vulnerability.
Kanade closed her eyes and managed to tighten and relax her channel, only possible since Ethan didn’t full her, and out came the arm. Pale fingers flexed, were sniffed and licked the cream clean in a erotic way that showed only a treasure had been discovered and was prized. Sitting up and wrapping her legs around the small woman she hugged her to her bosom and kissed her forehead gently. “I won’t say you repulse me and after the ice trick, I must say was quite erotic, but you did pleasure me. No one other than him has ever did that. It’s too soon to tell, but if what you just did to me was any indication, you’ll be sharin’ our bed every night for the foreseeable future… in Demon World. Right now is too dangerous for everyone, but me. I’ll need Ethan to keep me warm if we do this again. It’s a bit too chilly for me. Look!” she pointed at her nipples still hard.
Kyoko kissed each pearl in turn. “I love them already.” Then buried her face between the pillows, claiming them. “Will you please me now?”
Kanade squeezed out a few balls, clearly reduced, but would do the trick nicely. “I’ve never fucked a woman before, but I’ll try since after all… you’re my bride too.” Bent down and gently kissed the woman more than a third her size while being evil right back by slipping ice up her too. The resulting gasp meant she hit the mark.
The temperature in the room steadily dropped, but Kanade was surprised when a silver flame licked over her body. Courtesy of her worried angel. Fire wouldn’t harm, but ice? Unlike him who fired the temp up with arousal, going nova in orgasm, Kyoko got colder than any natural ice storm Earth had ever endured. She sent a mental thanks as he knocked the chill off her so the experience would be much more comfortable. One finger was more than enough to send Kyoko into a convulsive orgasm while every speck of blood was licked off.
Except in the hair. Kanade hated hair in her mouth.
Afterwards Kyoko lay languidly curled up in Kanade’s fiery lap to say “You did wonderful for your first time, Love-chan. Had I known better I swear you were born a natural Succubae.”
“Growin’ up learnin’ to use telepathy on another’s mind, I learned more than I wanted from frisky Nymphs and Pixies who don’t see gender, only a new sexual encounter or conquest. Applyin’ it wasn’t as hard as I expected.”
“If I feel this good with you, I cannot wait to share him too.” Kanade couldn’t hide a shiver and Kyoko knew it wasn’t from the frozen room covered in a foot of ice. “I understand. He is yours first and always will be. I will take it slow with him. Till you are more comfortable…” A look of inner concentration sharpened her features. “And he just now told me that he won’t touch me till Demon World. He is afraid to kill me.
No?”
“He’s terrified how strong he’s become and has minimal control.” Kanade slowly nodded and put her chin lightly on the other woman, quite like her man does to her all the time. “One of the things I love about him is he isn’t a murderer or callous. He isn’t bothered killin’ when in defense of himself and others. Really. He isn’t timid or will hesitate if needed, but hurtin’ those he’s come to care for and innocent bystanders he’s is frightenin’. We all felt his power. No being known has Transcended with so much in so short a time. One good sneeze is like getting’ hit by a truck goin’ a hundred miles an hour… which he knows all too personally.”
“So he was indeed run over and mortally killed.”
“Better believe it. And not one demon was around for over an hour. I was takin’ a soul of a little girl who died in a car accident in a place called Oak Ridge Florida when I suddenly got an alert to my list and found him with a human’s form rather than as a normal soul in a burnin’ ball form. At first I thought he was a disguised demon in spirit form tryin’ to trick me, but his confusion and smell were off. He was intriguin’ at first sight, but his touch was electric when I spirited him away to Spirit World. It’s why I can’t stop touchin’ him when he’s nearby. It’s only gotten stronger as he did.”
“When he permitted me to feed me at the safe house and we sat together, it reminded me of my husband’s touch. The tingling I mean. Uncle’s did too. Females are irresistibly drawn to Ifrit. They are the incarnation of power and beasts. Be thankful our caste can survive and the numbers are much lower for us to share him.”
“But I thought the Fire King turns away hundreds of thousands of women a day?”
“Better than the billions of zillions of lesser Chaos females who would arrive at the palace if allowed. The Fire territory is by far the most regal and proud compared to my aunt’s who let her people live in squalor. Many demons like being filthy, but it is far less common in our lands. It is why you will have to be the most regal female of all. I will have to be less than you, but more than the Third Mistress. You will set the example for all females to strive to eliminate or join.”
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