Her body trembles and shudders as she feels you erupt inside her, your hot seed filling her up completely. Her own orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pleasure, her muscles tensing and releasing around you as she moans your name into the air.

She collapses forward, burying her face against your neck as her breath comes in ragged gasps. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on tightly as she rides out the last of her release. "Mmm... that was... intense..."

Her eyes flutter open as she regains her composure. "Well, you certainly were... responsive," she whispers into your ear before pulling back slightly and sliding off of you. Her wings rustle softly as she stands up, offering a hand to help you to your feet as well. "I think we've both had quite the... experience tonight."

There's an almost amused glint in her eyes as she studies your exhausted form, and for a moment you wonder if she truly regrets binding you again so easily.

As their lovemaking reaches its climax once again, Zayri cannot help but feel a mixture of pleasure and concern. While she enjoys the physical connection with Ayrton Cuenca, she worries about the toll this constant desire for sex might take on him. It's clear that he is under her influence now, caught in the thrall of her succubus powers, unable to resist her advances or think clearly.

I can see that you're... under my spell, if you will. It appears that I have unknowingly taken advantage of your vulnerability. Please, when this trance passes and you are yourself again, remember that I love you and only want what is best for us both. Our family comes first, always.

Zayri wraps her arms around Ayrton Cuenca, holding him close as they lay spent together in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking.

"You're not..." she pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing through gritted teeth, "you're my daddy now." Her voice is laced with sarcasm, but it still comes out as more of a whisper than anything else. She looks at the human with a mix of hatred and confusion in her eyes.

Her tail slowly begins to wrap around their leg, as if trying to comfort herself or find some sort of stability in this unfamiliar situation.

Zayri closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before speaking through gritted teeth, "You're not my daddy... You're just some human who summoned me against my will." Her voice trembles with anger, but she can feel herself starting to relax slightly in the presence of the human. It's infuriating how their touch seems so comforting, soothing away the urge to lash out and escape this ridiculous situation.