Chapter 652: To Marry a succubus [2]
Asmodeus knew their true union would co in the future. ‘A week of mating.’ But since they both appeared here, he went along with it. To make their markings glow and tingle, he injected his aura into their bodies, which made them react as they did.
“You both look adorable.”
The two succubi gasped softly as his divine aura enveloped their bodies with the subtle movents of his fingers. Sariel’s wings fluttered while biting her lips, trying to hide her moans, and Riel gripped his hand, pulling him deeper.
“Nn… you’re such a sinful man, Master.”
“More, let’s do more.”
A shiver jolted through both of them as he condensed his aura in their abdons, coiling it tighter. The living current traced the edges of their marks and pulsed through their bodies like liquid fire.
Sariel started panting while trying to catch her breath, with her thighs squeezing together as the sigil glowed on her abdon. The aura spread threads of red and violet across her skin.
“Ah….Nnnn! Master.” she whispered gently, her voice trembling between pleasure and collapse. “With just a slight touch, my insides are on fire!”
Riel wasn’t any better off.
Her nails dug into his wrist, guiding his hand lower, allowing his fingers to slip deeper inside as if desperate for more of that extre connection. “This is what I love the most,” she humd while pupils wide. “You can’t break our promise. I’ll keep our promise to please you, to be pleased by you. For eternity.”
Asmodeus closed his eyes and curled both sets of fingers, twisting them.
The effect was imdiate. Sariel flung her head back as her back arched and she clamped down with her thighs. Riel let out a shaky whimper as her fingers loosened around his wrist and pressed her chest against him, struggling to stay upright.
“R-Ryuji…” Riel’s stifled voice sounded in his right ear. “This feeling, this reminds why I can’t live without you.”
Sariel pushed his lips against his ear, hot and uneven. “Don’t focus on Riel~ co and see instead.”
“Not yet.”
Asmodeus chuckled at the girls who fawned over him. Then he dragged his fingers free, the soft, silky honey dripping from his fingers as he spread them in front of each girl.
“It seems you girls enjoyed this quite a lot… are you both exhibitionists?”
“Master~ don’t stop.”
“Ryuji, my body feels hot.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
“Don’t be greedy, today isn’t the ti for this, right? We can have so fun tonight, I promise you.”
Their eyes shone bright, both succubi grinning at him like petty criminals.
“Cheapskate.”
Both of them pouted while twitching their wings in disappointnt, but neither of them argued. Sariel leaned forward first, lips squishing against his finger. She used her tongue to trace the sticky ss with a slow, deliberate flick. “Mmh… then I’ll wait,” she whispered, voice trembling with need. “But I’ll make you pay for teasing later.”
Riel watched her twin with a slight frown before following her actions. She grabbed his wrist and pulled it close, then pressed her lips against his palm with a soft kiss, her eyes constantly watching his. “I don’t need tonight to be wild,” she murmured. “Just being here with you like this… it’s already enough.”
“You cheeky girls.” Asmodeus looked at both his new brides, attempting to calm himself down and sighed. “I can’t be mad, I love it when you’re both like this.”
Asmodeus smiled faintly and wiped his fingers against the edge of his robe before cupping both their cheeks and lifting their faces to et his gaze. “But understand I don’t like sharing your beauty with others. Never do this in public again.”
“Waaa~ Master is jealous! It’s so rare… my pussy is getting wet.”
“…Sariel! Forgive , Ryuji I was just so excited to marry you.”
“Girls…”
The succubi stared up at him, their flushed faces and trembling bodies betraying everything they felt. And in that mont, under the shadow of their wings where no one else could see, they pressed their foreheads to his palms.
“Our bodies… our hearts… everything belongs to you,” Sariel and Riel whispered together.
“And I am happy for that.” Asmodeus chuckled. “I won’t let you go, either, so be prepared you naughty little succubi.”
“Kya~”
The sigils dimd, and their wings folded back after they covered themselves, and as far as anyone knew, their vows sealed.
***
Asmodeus leaned back against the altar wall and looked at his wives.
‘There is more to go.’
He didn’t know who would co next, but he understood that although this was tiring to do and the wait was killing him. Each of these won was important to him, from Lumina to Yumiko.
That’s when a familiar song started playing.
“This song…”
It was a popular tune in his world, sung by a blonde singer from the West. She was popular at one ti until a certain president said she wasn’t hot anymore. The typical romantic song played on a primitive orchestra was interesting.
“Ah.”
The mont he saw the bride in her perfectly white dress with no straps, and a simple Western veil.
A dress style from his previous world.
Blonde hair, blue eyes and a cheeky smile hidden under the veil.
Ryuji’s breath hitched.
The music, the veil, the way she walked, it all caught him off guard, stunning him. It was clearly deliberate, to pull at the strings of mory he’d long forgotten, and yet here they were, thrumming in his chest.
‘I rember.’
His mind returned to the night they spent alone in the forest for training. How she beca his girlfriend. Different from Yumiko or Liana. Erika supported him without asking for anything in return.
His most normal and balanced relationship.
‘I’ve done you wrong these past few years…’ He couldn’t help but regret taking her quiet love for granted. She didn’t force her way into his business or bed. Erika waited until he was ready.
‘Of course… this is exactly like her.’
The woman’s pace was unhurried and calm, as if she were walking down a hallway to her next lesson. Her white gown was shorter than the others, lacking the huge tail, simple yet breathtaking. The strapless bodice hugged her form perfectly, drawing eyes with no need to reveal anything, while the long skirt swayed gently with each graceful step.
The delicate lace gloves around her wrists, the neat bouquet of lilies in her hands. Every detail was elegant, minimised, and powerful.
And then he saw her smile.
Playful, cheeky and the sa as when she confessed to him.
‘Erika…’
His heart thumped and skipped a beat. Erika was the one who kept him down to earth, stopped him from making stupid decisions, but also the first one who stepped forward to support him. The woman who’d shown him that love wasn’t just passion… but was also trust, conflict and growth.
And now here she was, a few tres from him in a pure white dress.
***
Erika’s steps slowed as she reached the end of the aisle, the bouquet trembling in her hands. The playful glint in her eyes softened for a mont, showing her nerves as her pupils darted to the countless people, then back to Asmodeus. She showed the sa expression when she confessed her feelings to him.
“Ryuji… I’m embarrassed.” She lowered her face, barely audible over the music, but with his hearing, she knew he could. His na was important to her, sothing that vanished halfway through their journey. “I won’t forget.”
When she reached the final step, and stopped before lifting her head. “You always make a big event.” She said with a faint, teasing laugh, glancing up at the colossal sakura tree Asmodea had created and the divine aura still clinging to the plaza.
“But Ryuji, don’t you know? That I’m simple. I just want this.” She stepped closer and grasped his hand. “I want you… and a future where I don’t have to chase you anymore.”
***
Ryuji’s chest thundered with a heavy beat. He curled his fingers around hers and pulled her onto the altar. “You never had to chase .” His eyes glistened as he bit his lip. ‘Is this how she felt?’ He couldn’t believe it.
“I was always waiting, so we could walk together… but maybe I was too stupid to notice your struggle.”
“Eh?” Erika blinked several tis as her cheeks beca red. “I never thought… really?” She appeared nervous, then ramd her head against his chest. “Idiot, how did we both misunderstand?!”
“Well that’s just how things are, weren’t I your first boyfriend?”
“Mhm… but you didn’t date anyone properly either right?”
The two just whispered on the altar, with thousands watching, sothing that amused Asmodeus, who focused only on the girl in front of him.
“Hahahaha, how stupid are we?”
“…You look so pretty when you laugh, and use your natural accent.”
“Nn, really?” Erika tried her best to use a more proper accent since coming to this world, avoiding slang and the tone of a gyaru.
“Let put a ring on your finger, Erika.”
“Hmph! You already gave a baby, why are things out of order?”
“Our son is cute though…” Asmodeus looked back at the small, young boy with ash-blond hair and bright blue eyes that carried a soft glow. He didn’t have wings or special features, but he could summon an axe just like his father.
“Leon, darling!” Erika called out, and the boy quickly dashed towards the altar, his face beaming as he handed his mother a simple ring box. “Mhm, good boy.” She stroked Leon’s hair and revealed the ring.
“Son, you’re playing favourites.” Asmodeus complained.
A small, lily-white ring, with no gemstones or ornate carvings, just a smooth band with the words. “To Love is to Life.” written in Elvish.
“Hmph! Mom plays favourites all the ti!” Leon blushed as he turned away from his father and quickly darted off towards Nyxielle, with whom he often played with.
“Kids…”
“Darling, let’s continue.”
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