Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!

The rest of the night passed in a whirlwind of celebratory toasts, lively music, and battling tongues for Melisa.

She went from group to group, her laughter ringing out above the chaos of the music. The wine flowed freely, the musicians played with renewed vigor, and the once-tense atmosphere of the gala melted into a giddy, almost manic relief.

The knights worked to make sure nothing else would happen tonight, but as far as the nobles were concerned, it was like nothing had happened to begin with.

[Fuck, what a night!]

She found herself on the dance floor, her body moving in perfect sync with the music. Nobles who had sneered at her mere hours ago now clamored for a chance to dance with her, their hands lingering a bit too long, their eyes roaming hungrily over her curves.

Melisa reveled in it all, basking in the attention and adoration.

She lost count of how many women she'd eaten out by now, her tongue working tirelessly as she drew gasps and moans all night.

Before she knew it, the first rays of dawn were peeking through the palace windows, heralding the arrival of the final Swing.

The king, his face still pale but his eyes bright with gratitude, called for everyone to gather outside to watch the sunrise.

Melisa made to follow the crowd, her steps only slightly unsteady, but a hand on her arm stopped her.

She turned to see Javir, the older woman's expression unreadable in the dim light of the early morning.

"Melisa, a word?"

Melisa nodded, allowing Javir to lead her away from the horde of nobles. They found a quiet spot on a secluded balcony.

When they were alone, Javir turned to face her, a smile on her face.

"I just wanted to say... well done, Melisa. Truly. What you did tonight was extraordinary."

Melisa felt a flush of pride, but she shrugged, trying to play it off.

"I just did what I had to do, Javir. Anyone would have done what I did if they could."

Javir shrugged.

"And yet, they couldn't. Several healers tried but you were the one who cured the king..." She narrowed her eyes slightly. "How?"

Melisa looked away a bit bashfully.

"Uh.. You know those documents you gave me?" - "Mhm." - "Well, I wanted to see if I could combine some of what I saw in there with some standard, healing Life Magic. I made a new spell last night."

One of Javir's brows arched up high. Melisa continued.

"What you saw there was that spell. To be honest," she laughed nervously, "I'm not too sure myself what it does. But... It worked! That's all that matters, right?"

Javir nodded.

"Indeed." She placed a hand on Melisa's shoulder, her grip firm and reassuring. "I know that in a few weeks, the events of this night might feel like just another day in the life of Melisa Blackflame. But make no mistake, Mel. You made history tonight."

Melisa swallowed hard.

[... She's kinda right, isn't she?] Melisa looked up at the sky. [So, is it done? I mean, I asked to be "an important person" when I was reincarnating. Is this it? I saved the king.

I can't imagine it'll be easy topping that.]

Javir's expression turned slightly grave.

"Also," she said, her voice low and urgent, "you need to understand that things are going to change from here on out. And not all of those changes will be pleasant."

[Eh?]

"What do you mean?"

Javir sighed, leaning against the balcony railing.

"Think about it, Melisa. You're a nim who just saved the king's life. You've exposed a plot involving Shadow Mages and corrupt guards. You've become a hero overnight."

She fixed Melisa with a piercing stare.

"The target on your back is going to be bigger than ever. The queen is probably going to see no consequences for this at all, even though this whole plot was obviously her idea."

"Wait, what?" Melisa pulled back. "But, the server-"

"That guy will be lucky if he ends up living past the hour," Javir shrugged. "Nothing of use will come out of him."

Melisa blinked.

[Damn.]

"Those who opposed you before will now see you as an even greater threat. And when word of this gets out - and it will, believe me - you're likely to become a household name."

Melisa's eyes widened.

[Shit,] she thought, her stomach churning.

Javir's expression softened slightly.

"So, be careful," she said. "Alright?"

Melisa nodded slowly.

"I understand," she said. "Thank you for the warning, Javir. I'll be careful, I promise."

Javir smiled, a hint of pride glinting in her eyes.

"I know you will. You're a smart girl, Melisa. Just remember, no matter what happens, you have people in your corner. Don't try to face everything alone."

As they made their way back to join the others for the sunrise, Melisa's head was spinning with more than just alcohol. The future stretched out before her, filled with unknown challenges and opportunities.

"Anyway," Javir said, "that's enough ominous warnings for now. Enjoy the rest of the evening. When you're done, go and find me and we'll head back home."

"Alright. Thanks, Javir."

Javir nodded and walked away.

Soon, Melisa spotted a familiar golden figure in the distance.

Armia was sitting alone on a bench, her tail curled around her legs and a pensive look on her face as she stared down at her glass of wine.

Melisa made her way over, a grin spreading across her face as she approached.

"Hey, Army!" she called out, waving. "Mind if I join you?"

Armia looked up, her expression brightening slightly at the sight of Melisa.

"Of course not," she said, shifting over to make room. "Please, sit."

Melisa plopped down next to her, her tail automatically curling around Armia's leg. She hadn't meant to do that, but maybe the alcohol had done it for her. Armia didn't seem to mind.

"So," she said, nudging Armia with her shoulder. "How you holding up?"

Armia sighed, her brow furrowing slightly.

"I'm... not quite sure, to be honest," she admitted. "Though, uh, some of the knights were congratulating me earlier. For tackling that assassin during the fight."

Melisa's eyebrows shot up.

"Really? That's awesome, Army!"

But Armia didn't look as thrilled as Melisa expected.

"I suppose," she said, her voice uncertain. "I'm just not sure what to make of it. It wasn't very ladylike, was it? Throwing myself at a man like that, using my strength so... brutishly."@@novelbin@@

Melisa felt a surge of affection for her friend. She reached out, taking Armia's hand in hers.

"Hey," she said, her voice soft but firm. "I thought it was absolutely incredible. Sure, I might've saved the king from that poison, but that guy you slammed? He could've killed the king right then and there if you hadn't acted."

Armia's eyes widened slightly.

"You really think so?"

Melisa nodded emphatically.

"Hell yeah, I do. Far as I'm concerned, this night is as much your victory as it is mine."

A small smile tugged at the corners of Armia's mouth.

"Thank you, Melisa," she said softly. "That... means a lot."

Melisa grinned, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Well, if you really want to thank me," she purred, her hand sliding up Armia's thigh, "I can think of a few ways you could show your appreciation."

Armia's breath hitched.

"M-Melisa," she chuckled, glancing around nervously. "We're in public..."

But Melisa was already standing, tugging Armia to her feet.

"Then let's find somewhere a little more private, shall we?"

Before Armia could protest, Melisa was dragging her away.

They soon found themselves in a secluded clearing, just on the side of the palace. Because the knights were securing the inside, there were none to be found here.

Melisa wasted no time.

She pushed Armia up against a tree, her lips crashing against the darian's in a hungry kiss. Armia responded immediately, her hands coming up to tangle in Melisa's hair.

They broke apart almost a minute later, lost in a fog of desire.

Armia's eyes were dark with lust, her cock already hardening beneath her gown.

Melisa grinned, dropping to her knees.

She pushed Armia's skirt up, revealing her massive cock, already fully erect and leaking precum. Melisa licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with hunger.

"Fuck, Armia," she breathed, her hand wrapping around the base of Armia's shaft. "Your cock is so fucking perfect."

Without another word, Melisa leaned in, taking the head of Armia's cock into her mouth. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.

Armia gasped, her head falling back against the tree trunk with a thud.

"Oh gods, Melisa," she moaned, her hands coming to rest on Melisa's head. "That feels... incredible."

Encouraged, Melisa took more of Armia's length into her mouth, relaxing her throat to accommodate the darian's impressive size. She bobbed her head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked.

Armia's hips bucked involuntarily, driving her cock deeper into Melisa's throat. Melisa moaned around the thick shaft, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure up Armia's spine.

"F-fuck," Armia panted, her tail thrashing behind her. "Melisa, I'm not going to last long if you keep this up."

Melisa pulled back slightly, her hand stroking what she couldn't fit in her mouth.

"Then don't hold back," she said, her voice husky. "I want you to cum down my throat."

With that, she dove back in, taking Armia's cock as deep as she could. Her tongue worked the underside of the shaft, her free hand coming up to fondle Armia's balls.

Armia's moans grew louder, her hips rocking in time with Melisa's movements. She could feel her orgasm building, a tight coil of heat in her lower belly.

"Melisa," she gasped, her fingers tightening in Melisa's hair. "I'm... I'm going to..."

Melisa hummed in encouragement, her eyes locked on Armia's face as she sucked harder.

With a strangled cry, Armia came. Her cock pulsed in Melisa's mouth, flooding her throat with thick, hot cum. Melisa swallowed eagerly, milking Armia's cock for every last drop.

When Armia's orgasm finally subsided, Melisa pulled back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She grinned up at Armia, who was slumped against the tree, panting heavily.

[Fuck, that was hot,] she thought, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. [I could get used to this hero treatment.]

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps made both girls freeze. Melisa's head snapped up, her eyes widening as she saw Raven and Isabella rounding the corner.

Raven stopped dead in her tracks, her usually impassive face showing a rare flash of surprise.

Her grey eyes darted between Melisa and Armia, taking in their disheveled appearance and Armia's still-exposed, half-limp cock.

Isabella, on the other hand, didn't miss a beat. She just walked forward.

"Well, well," Isabella glared at them. "What do we have here?"

Melisa, head still half lost in the clouds, couldn't help but giggle at Isabella's indignation.

"Sorry, Izzy," she said, not sounding sorry at all. "It was kind of a spur-of-the-moment thing."

Isabella pouted, but Melisa could see the hunger in her eyes as they roamed over Armia's form.

"Still," Isabella said, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper, "it's not fair that Army here gets all the fun. Don't you think I deserve a reward for my heroics too? It was I (and Raven, I suppose) who took down that server."

Before anyone could respond, Isabella stood in front of Melisa and pulled away what little clothing she had on to expose her own cock.

Melisa's eyes widened.

"I-Isabella!" Armia yelled out... but she couldn't look away.

"No," Isabella crossed her arms with a pout. "I want my reward. And, I'm not leaving till I get it."

Melisa laughed. Isabella gave a rare blush.

Then, Melisa turned toward her.

"Fine, fine... So fucking needy," she teased the kitsune. I guess I can give you a little prize."

Melisa didn't hesitate, opening wide and taking Isabella's length in one smooth motion.

"Fuck," Isabella groaned with a smile, her hips bucking slightly. "That's it, Mel. Show me how much you appreciate my heroics."

Melisa hummed around Isabella's cock, the vibrations making the kitsune shudder with pleasure. She set a steady rhythm, her head bobbing as she took Isabella deeper with each stroke.

Armia watched with wide eyes, her own cock twitching back to life at the sight. Raven, for her part, just kept staring in amazement.

The air was thick with the scent of arousal, the quiet of the secluded spot broken only by moans and the wet sounds of Melisa's enthusiastic sucking.

Melisa pulled back for a moment, her hand replacing her mouth on Isabella's cock as she caught her breath.

She got an idea.

"Fuck, Izzy," she panted, her eyes dark with lust. "You taste so good. But you know what would taste even better?"

"What's that, babe?" Isabella asked, her tail curling around Melisa's waist.

"Both of you," Melisa grinned, her gaze flickering between Isabella and Armia. "At the same time."

Isabella's eyes lit up, looking as curious as she was horny.

Armia hesitated for a moment, her ingrained sense of propriety warring with her arousal. But as Melisa's hand began stroking, her resolve crumbled.

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"A-Alright..." The darian soon whispered.

Melisa didn't need to be told twice. She positioned herself between them, taking Isabella's cock in one hand and Armia's in the other. With a wicked grin, she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick at both heads simultaneously.

Isabella and Armia groaned in unison, their hips bucking involuntarily. Melisa alternated between them, sucking first one cock then the other, her hands working what her mouth couldn't reach.

Raven remained at a distance but, that fact was key, she was still watching. By now, Melisa was fairly confident in her ability to read this girl, and the fact that she was, first, not turning away and, second, taking huge, deep breaths, spoke volumes.

"Fuck, Mel," Isabella panted, her fingers tangling in Melisa's hair. "Your mouth is fucking magic."

Armia couldn't even form words, her head thrown back in ecstasy as Melisa's tongue swirled around her sensitive head.

Melisa hummed in satisfaction, loving the way she could reduce her friends to quivering messes. She could feel her own arousal soaking through her panties, her pussy clenching with need.

As she continued her ministrations, Melisa's nim pheromones kicked into overdrive, filling the air with an intoxicating scent that only heightened everyone's arousal.

"I'm close," Armia gasped, her tail thrashing behind her. "Melisa, I'm gonna..."

"Me too," Isabella groaned, her hips jerking erratically. "Fuck, I'm right there."

Melisa doubled her efforts, her hands and mouth working in perfect sync. She looked up at them both, her eyes dark with desire and challenge.

[Come for me,] she thought fiercely, projecting the command with all her might. [Let me taste you both.]

With twin cries of ecstasy, Isabella and Armia came, their cocks pulsing as they flooded Melisa's mouth with cum. Melisa swallowed eagerly, her throat working to take it all, even as some escaped to dribble down her chin and onto the floor.

For a long moment, they all stayed like that, panting and trembling in the aftermath. Finally, Melisa sat back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and grinning up at her friends.

"Now that," she said, her voice slightly hoarse, "is that enough of a 'thank you'?"

They seemed to think so.

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Author Note:

Now that Melisa is well on her way to being an actual succubus, lewd chapters will be coming with a bit more frequency than they have been. Just letting you know in advance.