Asmodeus sat silently on his bedroom throne with his legs apart, letting Sariel perch on his right thigh and Erika on the left while resting against his chest.
Serena and the won insisted upon having this black throne overlooking the bed.
’These perverted won...’
He didn’t understand why at first, until seeing them in the middle of the act with his wives, those who weren’t taking part would spread their legs over each armrest and pleasure themselves in full view.
Ciela and Alice particularly enjoyed sitting there.
The tall back throne overlooked his luxury mana-enriched bed crafted by the dwarves and goblins from the south using the most expensive materials with an ink-black finish with velvet red cushioning to match his throne.
"So, when I stepped through the gate, the air beca strange, and everyone suddenly vanished, which left you girls trapped in that place. Is that what you’re saying, Velvet?"
Velvet knelt on the cold floor, her hair covering her face as she lowered her head. Even though Asmodeus told her this wasn’t needed, the stubborn demonic dragoness insisted after her constant failures.
’Though why does that an she needs to be naked?’
He traced her firm, muscular form. His gaze lingered especially on the smooth black scales covering her large, perky breasts and the modest patch of purple hair tucked between her thighs.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
A familiar scent grew when her quivering voice echoed off the walls.
"What else happened? Did you notice anything, Velvet?"
Two small hands slipped inside his shirt and began kneading his muscles as two little imps peeked at him with glistening, needy eyes.
Avoiding their sly temptations, he pulled away, focusing on Velvet once again.
However, this direction didn’t help stop the bottomless hunger deep in his stomach either. The way she leaned forward, letting her slightly erect nipples jiggle and sway, caught his attention like an iron fist reluctant to let go.
"The woman, whose na seed to be Coco. Though that might be a codena or so sort of alias. ntioned their goal was similar to ours, they are called the Emperor’s eyes."
Velvet lifted her chin slowly, facing Asmodeus’s gaze head-on for the first ti.
Her violet eyes flickered with dull light.
’So beautiful.’
The woman who matched his aesthetics and ideals closest was her, the sullen, independent, mature and sensual witch.
Asmodeus enjoyed the mont he broke her independent desire. He drowned her in an inhuman level of euphoria until she convulsed with spasms on the bed after squirting her scent and juices all over the place after a long battle.
"They were looking for a dragon."
"Oh?"
The thoughts of how she would ask to be punished vanished from his mind as he recalled Valena’s figure. ’Did the Emperor know about Grundig and his wyvern?’
However, then he looked at Velvet’s form. There must’ve been a reason for her trembling like a puppy abandoned in the rain. ’She wouldn’t be like this for no reason!’ His mind snapped into gear, with three other voices going through dozens of hypotheses.
"Continue."
His voice beca monotonous, deep and slightly cold as his mind raced.
Velvet’s beautiful eyes widened before she lowered her head. "During our fight, I couldn’t win with pure physical might, and in my haste... I revealed that I have beco a part dragon, and then she suddenly changed."
She stroked the black scales along her forearm in circles, while breathing heavier.
Asmodeus watched her while Erika and Sariel squeezed his thighs, sliding ever so close to his crotch with each second.
"S-She spoke about finishing the fight, as her goal was complete and that we would et again in the near future. I didn’t understand at that ti; it only dawned upon later that she’d understood where we ca from..."
"Okay, Velvet, that’s enough." Asmodeus interruted her, lifting his palm.
He leaned against the soft velvet cushioning and closed his eyes. The movents of his two wives, squeezing his tired muscles, comforted his mind.
"Ah..."
Velvet’s defeated voice lingered as she remained kneeling.
’Why does she think I would punish her? I don’t get her thoughts sotis, so stupid.’
Despite knowing the empire would soon increase its hostilities because of this, Asmodeus shook his head. ’Why should I care?’ He then opened his eyes halfway, peeking at Velvet’s bare figure as she hugged her shoulders. ’Since the bastard Emperor is coveting my won, I guess I’ll have to beat him down.’
That’s when a sudden thought ca to mind, a thought about Velvet.
With that conclusion, his lips curled into an evil smirk.
"Velvet, since you’ve failed once again. I have decided your punishnt."
As expected, her shoulders shook, but the shimr of her eyes brightened the mont their eyes t.
’Oh dear, it seems my little wife is addicted to this kind of play...’
"Sariel, Erika, help undress."
While fixated on the scene, Velvet’s nose snorted flas, her hands now cupping herself as she began to breathe heavier.
Watching this, Asmodeus chuckled to himself.
’The black dragon of Luria was an irredeemable pervert.’
.
.
.
anwhile, in the Imperial Capital, four figures clad in black knelt ten tres from the Emperor sitting on his golden throne. Beside him, the gods he tethered to himself took human form, standing with cold, lifeless eyes.
One served him fruit and wine.
The other tall with golden fiery hair stood like a guard.
"So, as my eyes you’ve managed to find what I have been searching for?"
Coco knelt ahead of the other mbers of her team with her face pressed against the floor, rubbing it with flushed cheeks. The strange nature of a cat-beastman revealed itself to the humans as her tail danced in the air despite the harsh treatnt.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The Emperor’s gaze lowered, finally glancing at the four people.
Her body beca hot.
The mont his glance touched her body, she wanted to ow, roll and purr, but desperately held in those instinctive desires.
Coco then forced herself to speak, while biting her lip and clenching her thighs and stomach to control the heat swirling inside her.
"W-We have found traces and the proof that dragons do exist in the modern age!"
"Oh?"
The Emperor’s dense aura exploded, covering the entire room in an almost unbearable pressure.
Coco’s eyes widened as she pressed against the floor while trying to resist. Behind her, the others also suffered greatly; the power was enough to make the two gods beside him kneel to him.
Despite their resentful glares.
"Tell more... Co closer, Coco."
The Emperor’s voice switched from the cold tone, he extended his words and spoke her na with a more affectionate and welcoming tone.
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty!"
Coco staggered towards her idol, ignoring her heavy legs and stepped onto the stairs leading to his throne, where she hesitated.
"Closer, here." The Emperor patted the floor beneath his throne with his foot. "Now."
The last word sent jolts through Coco’s brain.
Her cheeks bright red under the mask, a thick, sweet scent leaking from her body as she uncontrollably swayed her hips and knelt between his thighs. Her face was only inches from his crotch, the scent of his manhood entering her nose.
The Emperor placed his foot under her chin, lifting it to face his gaze.
"Such an adorable woman, please tell , Coco. Where are the dragons?"
A loud thumping echoed inside her head, the racing beat of her heart almost drowning out the Emperor’s words as she desperately clenched her abdon to hold down her dirty, impure desires.
"A-Ah... the dragon was female, she seed to be different from the red dragon, but those were undoubtedly dragon scales... I managed to bring so."
Coco reached into her vest with a trembling hand, before sliding the scales hidden between her small breasts and holding them in the cold air.
’Ah... my breasts.’
In her haste, she’d opened both her bodysuit and cloth wraps, revealing her chest to the Emperor, which was a sin.
’I should die... I am worthy of death!’
She scread in her mind while trying to cover her chest, while on the brink of ntal collapse, until a large, slightly cold hand cupped her cheek.
"You’ve done well, Coco."
It was the Emperor.
He was close, closer than she’d ever seen him...
His lips, perfectly shaped jaw, chin and nose all within a few inches. Her heart almost popped. Coco couldn’t react. He took the scales from her hands, grinned at her exposed chest, and squashed her lips with his thumb.
Coco slumped in a daze.
’His scent is on my body~ the taste of his fingers is on my lips!’
However, the Emperor already sat down, holding the scales peeled from Velvet’s body in the air, letting the light shine down upon them.
"A black dragon, huh?" He mused, before quickly adjusting his expression and glaring at the other eyes. "You three, go back and take so ti to rest. I will read your reports later. Make sure to include everything that happened."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The group answered in sync, before turning to leave.
"Ah..."
"What’re you doing? We need to go."
The Wolf Mask glanced at their dazed captain before the Fox dragged him away.
"B-But Coco..."
"Look, you know what’s going to happen and the captain’s feelings... why didn’t you confess sooner?"
"I..."
The Fox shook her head, watching the desolate figure of Wolf while chewing her lip.
"Foolish man, if only you looked closer around you instead of aiming too high..."
Eventually, only the Emperor and Coco remained in the throneroom.
He watched his eyes leave with a faint smile on his lips, then looked at the woman between his thighs, before his smile twisted and beca wicked.
"So the wolf desires the cat, but this little cat only has eyes for a god..."
The Emperor remained silent, waiting for Coco to recover from her strange trance, when she snapped out of it, he tapped his thigh.
"Coco, co."
Once like a marionette, Coco’s face imdiately brightened as she unfastened her clothes and leapt onto the Emperor’s lap. Her black clothing lay rumpled on the floor as she sat on his lap, completely naked.
"Master~ Master I missed you so much~~ Ehehe." The serious and powerful eye of the Emperor vanished; in its place, a lewd, lustful cat in heat appeared.
"Mhm, that’s my cute little pussy."
The Emperor’s eyes flashed as his hand squeezed and pulled her small breasts, teasing her with a broad grin.
"M-Master, it’s good~"
"Hmph, you dare parade around with other n? How will you prove your loyalty to ?"
"Ah?! Master, don’t be jealous... I’ve never seen them as n, they’re just disgusting trash compared to your divine radiance!"
However, a certain man flashed in her mind, soone who almost seed to eclipse the Emperor, causing Coco’s eyes to shift away for an instant.
It was only an instant, but the Emperor noticed.
"Oh, so there’s soone you see as a man? What a treacherous, little slut. I think you need so punishnt!"
"M-Master W-Wait—Grrrk!"
He didn’t care, grabbing her throat and tightly squeezing.
"You are mine."
Squeeze!
"How dare you glance at another man!"
Squeeze!
Coco’s body shook, her face and lips turning purple as she gripped his wrist, trying to wrestle free of his grasp.
The Emperor tossed her away as he shouted.
"Tsk, my mood has gone."
She flew through the air, hitting a stone pillar, before collapsing in place, her eyes turning dark.
All she heard were the footsteps of the Emperor moving ever further away.
User Comments
0 comments from readers