Waking up a bit late than the usual, Alex opened his eyes, the sun rays were already filling up the the bedroom.
The bedroom that looked nothing like it did when they started.
The bed was completely broken, the mattress busted and sagging, the sheets torn off and bunched up in wet tangles.
The whole space smelled heavy, like sweat and after sex.
Looking to his side, his succubus was face down on the mattress, dead to the world.
Her ass sticking up in the air, her creamy skin covered in red spank marks and dark bruises from his hands, completely fucked and ruined and dirty with dried cum, her own juices, and sweat layer across her body.
But her face was surprisingly calm, just deep asleep and peaceful. Clearly, she wasn't waking up anytime soon.
Alex sat on the edge of the busted mattress, looking down at her. He felt no fatigue and no soreness. If anything, he felt wide awake and lively.
