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Opening their mouths, a beautiful yet eerie language began to sing from their pink lips.

"V\'hrulnaelth, mor\'demon, mal\'kai naerudol."

(We praise our future lord and king, blessed be his reign)

The girls began to chant it gently, each with a different pitch and timbre, while their fingers began to slide along their naked bodies, stroking their flesh in a depraved manner, making lewd motions like they would to someone. Their heads swivelled back around the bed as all eyes locked on him.

"Mor\'r-rakis se\'wil sullorri illahjal."

(Let us worship him together )

A collective voice joined into harmony until he had no doubt dozens more of them stood above his bed chanting his name with great reverence.

"Eadar de m\'verrush, vae an ronil?"

(Whose side does he fight on? Whose heart will he own?)

They began to sing a twisted but affectionate demonic song, the words didn\'t make sense, but he could feel their arousal and affection towards him—the scent of their sexual pleasure lingered, as well as the sweet taste that began to flood his senses.

It was intoxicating, even in a small amount that made Lancelot\'s hands tremble.

They smiled at him invitingly, letting their legs part before his face—slowly, each succubus slid its slippery slit over his arms and legs, causing him to feel frozen in place.

Unable to move as their hips gyrated and slid further, moans of pleasure and passion echoed from their lips as they stared at his long, erect member with a respectful gaze.

Smiling cruelly at him, each succubus bent lower to lick her soft finger as she raised it close to his face—their feminine fleshy fluids mixed with their sweet juices.

Each succubus began to stroke their sticky finger along his lips before letting it slip into his mouth, their hips moving faster to use his limbs as pleasure tools.

He pulled away—the flavour was sweet and delicious, like candy, something sweet. They watched with desire-glazed eyes as he reluctantly pulled from them and groaned. With only a look at the ceiling, the women repeated the process as a lust-filled chorus chanted from the corners.

Fucking beautiful.

As he drifted closer to sleep, each succubus seemed to watch for signs of ecstasy upon his face and mischief to escape his open and drooling lips, their eyes alight with playful giggling.

A hand caught his neck, pulling his face towards the side as their slender pink nipples gently slid over his tongue, eliciting a pleasured whimper and heavy breathing as her sisters began to join the obscene feast.

In the centre of the room, Morgana, with her white hare\'s ears and golden red eyes, looked at Lancelot as the succubi began to kiss, lick, taste and tease his body with their breasts, fingers and tongues—his groans echoing around the throne room while his huge member bounced with delight each moment that passed oozing with his thick, sticky essence waiting to be devoured.

She leaned forwards to whisper so he could hear her voice, the rest of the room and pleasure seeming to vanish momentarily.

"I want you to see this; I need you to experience what is happening here and understand why we must do this." She said quietly, looking up with her piercing eyes.

"You are important to me, my knight, king, my love. You must know your worth—you are a man only I can have."

Morgana\'s eyes began to glow with a golden light, eight wigs spreading from her back, four white and black, before exploding into feathers swirling around the large bed as she stepped forward.

"Zor\'lekth, mor\'demon, mal\'kai zanaheldur."

(Step back, the king is mine to lay)

Seeing her movements, the lewd succubi stepped back, their bodies filled with large amounts of his essence now in the corner, singing their eerie chant again.

Lancelot watched Morgana, his body and eyes filled with a lust that he had to vent, yet the chanting of the succubi seemed to chain him to the bed, only able to watch his throbbing shaft fill with thick veins and drool his sticky sap down the tip.

"Lancelot..."

\'Morgana...\'

Morgana looked around, her arms spreading out as she, too, began to chant the dark language long forgotten, taking a small dagger with an ornate style, a black handle with a guard made of succubus wings with the spade for a small pommel.

She lifted the blade, sliding it along her skin, the tip pressing down on her alluring white flesh, leaving a slight trail of blood along Morgana\'s pelvic area.

"Drae\'morghil v\'hru\'athor, beloth nael\'thun\'dur."

(I bestow upon you the gift of my blood)

With a slow smile, Morgana moved to the edge of the bed, standing before Lancelot, her arms reaching out as if beckoning him, the blade pressed against her chest, the blade erotically squishing her nipples and chest.

The succubi in the room stood silent, watching the two beings together as they continued their strange ritual, the air growing more charged with anticipation and excitement as Morgana pushed the point deeper between her breasts, making her gasp in pleasure, the thick black blood oozing down her body, along her abdomen...

Its sticky stream slipped through the pure white pubic hair and flooded her pale slit. The succubi watched, their voices echoing across the room as Morgana removed the dagger, licking her finger clean, then using her hand to smear her blood onto Lancelot\'s cock, coating its length.

Her hands gripped his thighs as she pulled him forwards, moaning with delight as the tip of his member glided along her slippery opening, teasing her entrance.

"I want you so bad..." Lancelot groaned, his muscles tightening from the strange ritual, lust and desire dominating his mind, the lust he kept sealed from when he met the Demon Queen Morgana...

"If we complete this ritual... there is no going back, My King..." Morgana teased, letting her pussy pressed against his long shaft, the wet nectar leaking from her tight opening, coating his throbbing cock and squishing into her pink petals.

He nodded slowly, unable to speak, his breath coming in ragged gasps as she rubbed herself along his dick, her softness enveloping him like velvet, the head pushing inside.

He grunted with pleasure as she took more of his thickness into her depths, feeling the familiar warmth and tightness of her snatch as his cock penetrated further into her hot cunt.

"That\'s it, Lancelot.... push your thick cock into my virgin pussy~."

{Master~ it\'s so big... Ikumi\'s insides are going to tear!}

He gasped, feeling the first stirrings of pain as his massive erection slid into her, his balls hitting her ass as he entered her depths.

His legs shook with pleasure, the pain mingling as he felt himself begin to move in and out of her.

Her lips wrapped tightly around him as he thrust forwards, driving deeper until his hard meat was buried deep within her quivering channel.

"Mmmm, Lancelot~ you are the first man to enter this Morgana in any way or form~ Nnnnh.... don\'t hold back! Fuck me with all you have until those heavy balls squeeze their hot load inside me!" Morgana goaded him, her pussy tightening with her will as bubbles of her moist honey began to ooze from their connection.

"Morgana... Ikumi..... It feels too good inside you both... Better than any woman before..."

{Master~ don\'t compare Ikumi to others~ ahh... it\'s good... the pain has become a fluttering feeling~}