Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic



On the left wall, adjacent to the shelf was a fireplace with a small flame that cackled softly. It lighted up the life-sized portrait of a middle aged man in a formal attire. 

He was wearing a with a mischievous grin. Just like Nora.

". . .and when you've lived as long as I have, you tend to pick up a bunch of things here and there. . ."

She sat.

"I have never heard of sex being used as a healing tool before–"

The study seemed to darken a little bit as her words cast a looming shadow on the walls of the room.

"–this highly unusual. And quite frankly, a little strange." She kept her gaze on him, watching him closely.

Nexus immediately realized why she had brought him here.

They were finally going to admit the elephant in the room.

They were finally going to talk about it.

"It's an ancient technique," he said carefully. keeping his words to a minimum; "I'm afraid its not so common."

"Tell me doctor, do you find me attractive?" her long golden hair flowed in waves as she leaned back in her seat;

Nexus paused; "My lady, even a blind man can tell that you are a ravishing beauty. That is without doubt."

"You didn't answer my question doctor. . ." her eyes thinned, and so did her voice; ". . .do you find me attractive?"

Maybe it was her commanding tone, or maybe it was the fact that they were alone and couldn't be heard. He answered her truthfully;

"Yes. I do find you physically attractive."

"Ah, so you enjoyed yourself then? You wake up hard thinking about me don't you? Do you pleasure yourself to memories of that night?"

Her voice had slurred to a slow suggestive tone. The air began to grow heavy and thick with tension.

"Ma'am, I was contracted to do a job. And that job was to make sure you were healed. . ." 

He took a step forward, away from the door, angling towards her in slow strides;

". . .I wish I could tell you what you wanted to hear. But I'm sure I do not need to remind you just how serious your case was. . ."

He took another step forward;

". . .you couldn't be healed through the traditional deep tissue massage. So, I had to be inside of you. I had to fill you with my essence. It was that serious."

He stopped.

The expensive exotic carpets on the floor kept the sound of his combat boots from echoing all through.

The sound of the grandfather clock in the background kept ticking consistently.

The one window in the whole room, loomed large and grey above and behind her seated position.

The interrogative look on her face finally relaxed a little- but she kept her mental walls up;

"It's alright doctor. You don't need to convince me about your sincerity okay? I know a scam artist when I see one, and you look nothing like the sorts."

A cautious look stole across Nexus' face. He muttered; "Thank you- I guess?"

"Come on doctor. . surely you can't blame me for being a little suspicious of you? I mean, on the very first night we met, you literally climbed into my bed- and seduced me."

"Seduced you?"

She lowered her voice;

"Doc, you oiled me up, felt me up from my toes, thighs, and breasts, before spreading my legs, and penetrating me in deep slow strokes, . . ."

Even as her words came out, Nexus struggled to keep his cock from swelling in his pants.

". . .do you not call that seducing?"

Despite the blood rushing through his groin, and to his ears, Nexus kept his face clear of any guilt.

"OH RELAX–" she chaffed; "Come on have a seat, I'm just messing with you, we've got other matters to discuss."

Nexus' shoulders eased up a bit. His left foot struck out again as he took another step forward. 

The Lady watched him furtively as he covered the relatively long distance between them. On her face was a slightly upturned smile, but deep beneath her, at her core, she was seething with guilt from that night- the other night.

She still remembered how paralyzing her need had been.

She remembered how wet she had been when she woke up that night. Wiggling in the wide empty bed, and in the cold sheets, it felt like her pussy was on fire, and the doctor's thick long dick was the only thing in the world that could appease her.

She remembered slipping out of bed, and phasing through the door, down the hallways, and into his room- in the form of smoke.

When she remembered how she had controlled Nexus to make love to her like a bitch on drugs, she was gripped with a deep, deep shame. And she was scared that she might never be able to escape it,

But Nexus had been aware that night.

In fact, not only had he been aware that night, he had throughly enjoyed himself- to the full. But of course, she didn't know that. Nexus was not the one in the dark- she was.

She coughed;

"This isn't easy for me to say. But I need to talk to you about something important doctor."

"Of course ma'am." he said as he heaved himself onto the wooden chair on the other side of the desk; "I'm all ears."

She stood up from the chair, circled around it, and began to pace up and down- with her hands clasped in front of her;

"Nora's my firstborn child. . ." she began; ". . .she's also my only child. I do not know how to explain to you the bond that binds a woman to her first child- especially if its a girl child."

Nexus nodded.

"It's a special bond that transcends time and space." she continued; "So, you can't even begin to imagine how much it hurt watching her grow up- in the midst of her mates- without talent."

The lady paused, as she lifted her gaze towards the portrait of the big man on the wall above the fireplace;

"Lord Russell was a gifted man. I've told you much about his scary abilities before. But I didn't tell you how much it broke my heart that Nora didn't inherit it."

She averted her gaze, pulling away from the painting, as if it was suddenly too painful to look at.

"I tried to keep a positive atitude, but every single day, it got harder and harder on me- especially having to watch Monica grow and grow in power and strength. I felt it was my fault–"

The flames from the fireplace blazed brighter as a rich gust of evening wind swept through open window.

"–if it weren't for my weak genes, if I hadn't corrupted the gene pool, maybe she would have turned out to be a little bit more perfect, you know, like Monica."

Nexus edged in;

"Some things are just beyond human control. Genetics is a messy field to bank on."

She shook her head, posed behind the chair, and clamped her hands on it.

"That's what everybody kept telling me. Nature this, nature that. It all kept coming from different mouths. But it didn't change the fact that it was indeed happening. And Nora kept blaming herself."