My stepsisters are sexy demons, and I must protect them-Chapter 91: Revisiting together the steamy memories of that night

«You really pissed them off today... That’s not how a loving brother should act, you know?» Kagura mutters, glaring at Hakuto with a scolding look.

It’s just past midnight.

They lie side by side on two lounge chairs, placed together on the wide terrace at the top floor of the loft.

Hakuto can’t sleep.

Even with everything that’s happened since he got to Rome, his mind stays locked on the upcoming mission in the Amazon Forest.

The thought won’t leave him alone, and sleep won’t come.

As for Kagura, she just tends to go to bed late.

Her job keeps her up, often working until past midnight, but tonight she wrapped up a little earlier, around eleven.

Noticing Hakuto lost in thought, she decided to keep him company.

«I didn’t do anything...» Hakuto mumbles, clearly upset.

No need to explain how Rika, Yuzu, and Chantal reacted when they saw him and Elisabeth walk in together an hour late.

«First the kiss with Lucrezia, then an entire class period alone somewhere with Elisabeth! It’s obvious your sisters and I are old news! Of course you get tired of using the same holes and need some fresh air every now and then, you stupid pervert!» Chantal had shouted as soon as they stepped out of school — and that was the only thing she said to him all day.

Yuzu had just scolded him, saying Elisabeth didn’t have a Big Bro Ticket.

Rika hadn’t even spoken to him.

Only shot him furious glares.

Then, Kagura placed her right arm around Hakuto’s shoulders — pulling him gently toward her, his left cheek pressed against her massive, soft breasts.

She wore no underwear, as usual at night.

Just a light robe.

Kagura places her right arm around Hakuto’s shoulders — pulling him gently toward her, his left cheek pressing against her massive, soft breasts.

She wears no underwear, as usual at night.

Just a light robe.

So, without a bra, Hakuto’s face sinks right between her bare boobs.

With her left hand, she gently runs her nails through his hair.

That head massage always helps him relax, and she gives it to him every time she sees him restless or troubled.

Of course, relaxation isn’t the only thing it triggers.

Hakuto’s erection presses against the fabric of his pajama shorts.

But neither of them pays it any mind.

At this point, it’s routine.

If anything, what would catch their attention is the absence of that bulge when they’re alone together.

«You shouldn’t worry so much about Shin...» Kagura murmurs sweetly, her voice a gentle whisper. «Your father knows what he’s doing. Sure, his strength is only a shadow of what it once was, but his intelligence and knowledge must have only grown. He’s not stupid enough to risk his life and leave you without the only parent you have left...»

Hakuto slightly lifts his gaze toward her face.

Those words—the only parent you have left—hit something inside.

He hasn’t told anyone who Professor Misaki Yuunami really is.

And he had no intention of doing so.

But Kagura feels different.

The sweetness, the trust, the understanding she inspires in him—he’s never felt anything like it. Not even from his father or stepsisters.

With her, he feels he can say anything without fear of being judged.

He knows any secret would stay safe between them.

And more than that—she’d surely have wise advice to offer.

Talking to someone about finally finding his mother after seventeen years...

It’s just too heavy to carry alone.

«Kagura, there’s something I want to tell you...» Hakuto whispers.

«I’ve told you a thousand times you can call me mommy,» she corrects him.

Hakuto lowers his eyes.

«About that... I don’t think I can say it so lightly anymore...»

Kagura looks stunned—almost pained—by those words.

«Hakuto, what happened...? Did I do something that hurt you...?»

Hakuto shakes his head.

«No, it’s not you. I’ll explain everything, but promise me you won’t tell anyone. Okay?»

«You shouldn’t even have to ask that...» she grumbles, annoyed by the request.

«You’re right... sorry...»

Hakuto shakes his head.

«No, it’s not you... I’ll tell you everything, but promise me you won’t say a word to anyone, okay?»

«You shouldn’t even have to say that...» she complains, visibly annoyed by his request.

«You’re right, sorry...»

Hakuto takes a deep breath, gathering his courage.

Then he begins to tell Kagura, in full detail, everything that happened during those two days in Ashiya—though only the part about his mother.

He doesn’t mention anything about meeting Akashi or Itsu.

He describes what Misaki looks like, her personality, the dinner at the hotel, their moonlit walk hand in hand, the jacuzzi bath, and—what he calls—the near disaster.

Kagura can’t help but feel a deep compassion when she hears the reasons Misaki abandoned him as a newborn, and what both he and Shin must have gone through.

But at the same time, she’s also genuinely happy that Hakuto has finally met his real mother and that they’ve decided to rebuild their relationship from scratch.

Yet, as a true succubus, one particular detail draws her attention just as much as the emotional weight of the story.

A sly smile slowly spreads across her lips.

«So let me get this straight...» Kagura says with a teasing smile. «You seduced your biological mother, kissed her, touched her, and nearly had sex with her? Hakuto, are you sure you don’t have some succubus or incubus ancestor?»

Her right hand, still resting on his shoulder, slides down to his chest.

She massages his pecs with sudden intensity.

«T-That’s not the main part of the story...» Hakuto murmurs, clearly embarrassed by what he’s shared.

«But you still chose to tell me anyway...» she whispers into his ear, her voice warm and seductive.

«I-It was... just to give you the full context...»

Hakuto’s breathing grows heavier.

Her growing closeness, her hand sliding lower, now on his stomach, and the sultry tone of her voice—it all overwhelms him.

«Be honest... you only told me all that to turn me on, didn’t you? The thought of you fucking your own mother... I’m getting soaked just imagining it...»

Kagura pants, her excitement now fully taking over.

Her right hand slides into Hakuto’s pajama shorts and pulls them down in one quick motion.

His erection springs up under the moonlight.

Kagura, who had been lying beside him just moments ago, climbs on top of him.

She grips his hard cock tightly, guiding it inside her soaking wet pussy.

She leans forward, their tongues entwined in a passionate kiss as her hips start moving up and down.

Hakuto’s hands grab her ass, fingers digging into her firm curves.

«H-Hakuto... tell me more... I want every detail... what happened between you and her in that jacuzzi...» she begs, her moans sharp and wild, ignoring everything around them.

Sure, they’re on the top floor of the tallest building in the area.

And the terrace railing is covered by a two-meter hedge—nobody can see them.

But nothing muffles Kagura’s cries of pleasure.

Anyone within a huge radius could probably hear.

Not that she’s ever cared about that.

And Hakuto is way too deep in the moment to even notice.

«Well... I used the tricks you taught me...» Hakuto whispers, breathless. «I made some "accidental" contact... found excuses to get closer... then I noticed she wasn’t moving away, so I slipped my hand between her thighs...»

«Y-Your hand between your mother’s thighs...? Y-You’re seriously a pervert, my sweet Hakuto... and then? You touched her, didn’t you...? Tell me you did...»

While she speaks, Kagura grabs Hakuto’s hand—still firmly on her ass—and brings it to her lips.

She slides his index and middle finger into her mouth, sucking them slowly.

«These fingers... they’re the same fingers you used to touch your mom’s pussy, aren’t they...? And what else? You kissed her, right? Your tongue touched hers again and again... and she was frozen by the pleasure... unable to even speak...? I can picture it already—she was torn between confessing who she was and not wanting to stop that overwhelming feeling... who could blame her...? No woman alive could resist such a big, hard cock...»

Kagura is completely overwhelmed by pleasure.

And the more it grows, the filthier her words become.

Hakuto, deep inside, feels a bit uneasy hearing her say things like that—he knows succubi treat these topics lightly, and that incest isn’t just normal among them, it’s often encouraged, especially in noble bloodlines.

But that discomfort is swept away by the rising waves of pleasure from Kagura’s faster, harder movements.

And the erotic charge in her voice only fuels the fire.

«Y-Yeah... and then, well... I undressed her... I started licking her tits, her nipples...» Hakuto continues to fuel Kagura’s growing arousal.

«Then my cock went inside her... all the way... and she started moaning in pleasure. I felt her tighten up as soon as I slid it into her pussy... She begged me to fuck her like no one ever had before... to keep her awake all night... and then... aaaah—»

To be honest, that last part is completely made up.

The story was supposed to end with her pulling back the moment she felt his erection entering her.

But Hakuto, half to heighten Kagura’s excitement, and half because of the forbidden fantasies bubbling up in his mind, chose to exaggerate everything.

«And then... what happened...?» she moans—her tongue hanging out, her face twisted in pure ecstasy.

«Then... I grabbed her by the hips... and... and I started fucking her hard... and she clung to me, arms and legs wrapped around me... like that, for hours and hours... while we kissed, touched each other... and then... aaah... I came inside her...»

That final sentence crashes into their shared orgasm.

Kagura and Hakuto climax together—an intense, overwhelming release, more powerful than anything they’ve ever experienced.

She collapses forward, her body lying completely on top of his.

Their heavy breaths and trembling moans blend together under the moonlight.

«H-Hakuto...» Kagura murmurs, her voice trembling. «Didn’t you say she stopped you just before the so-called disaster? Those were your exact words... You really have a vivid imagination, huh...? This... just gave me an idea...»

«An idea...? What kind of idea...?» Hakuto asks.

She gives him a mischievous smile.

«It’s a little gift I’m going to give you... once you come back from America.»

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