Demonic Po*nstar System Chapter 423: Veil of Possession

Calypso’s long, demonic tongue, tipped with a slight, srizing fork, flicked out. It was hot and rough in the best way as it enveloped the head of his cock. She began to work earnestly.

She was the Infernal Matriarch, a cruel, sadistic, and horrible demon who’d lived for such a long ti she long had given up counting.

But her actions in this mont were oddly amateurish.

Her movents, while sensual and eager, were a little fumbling.

She was a Level 100 Boss Monster who had never even touched a male mber before, let alone tried to do her utmost to service one. She was used to being served - not sexually - not serving.

Calypso tried her best to caress and pamper his cock, evidenced by the fact that her hands soon lifted from the ground, enveloped the shaft where her tongue didn’t reach, and began moving along its length with a bit of hesitant reverence.

The hesitation, of course, stemd from the feminine worry of failing to live up to the expectations of her new lord and husband, not because she did not wish to be here.

Her tongue occasionally pulled back too quickly or clenched his mber too tightly - or so she thought. In reality, harming Kaiden’s penis was a task she could not succeed in.

The overall effect of her amateurish servicing was a charming mix of sexy and adorable awkwardness, an incredibly stark contrast to the power and dominance she exuded monts earlier when she silenced her hundreds of powerful minions with a mighty snarl.

Kaiden, the towering Great Demon, looked down at her earnest, if clumsy, attempts. He watched her intently with his unblinking red eyes, absorbing every micro-expression and movent. This intense gaze made Calypso shudder from her head all the way to the tip of her long, red tail. Soon, she realized that her passion was mixed with a deep-seated nervousness and desire to please her new Lord.

Then, without any previous warning signs, Kaiden abruptly parted his jaws.

A thick, dark, and utterly opaque stream of black ash poured forth from his mouth. It didn’t dissipate into the winds; instead, it imdiately began to swirl and congeal, forming a rapidly expanding, impenetrable protective layer all around the two of them.

The dark veil enveloped Kaiden and the kneeling Matriarch in a matter of seconds, completely obscuring the vision of the outsiders, but the inside of the do was free from the smoke, letting them breathe unimpeded.

...

Geralt jolted at the sight. His already restless eyes snapped wide with renewed alarm. He took a nervous step forward.

"This is bad! She can attack Kaiden now, and we won’t see it instantly! That’s enough cover for a killing blow!" He was about to charge forward thanks to his warrior instincts overriding caution.

But he was stopped by Aria herself.

The yandere psycho had just thrown the biggest, most jealous fit of her life, but her attitude was suddenly different. She seed eerily calm and collected. Luna, recognizing the shift, slowly released her at last, knowing she was no longer a frenzied beast who was ready to do anything in her power to tear the wannabe howrecker to shreds.

"I must ask that you stay put, Mr. Geralt," Aria spoke politely, but her silver eyes radiated cold authority. "Unless you want to be an enemy of Kaiden Grey, then you should stay put. He’s in control of his actions. If you ruin this for him, you will have to face his animosity in the future."

"He’s in control...?" Geralt repeated. His skepticism was clear to all. "Why would he obscure himself from his allies if he were sane? That’s tactical negligence!"

Luna let out a quiet sigh while an amused expression touched her lips as she watched the unmoving, dark smoke screen. "He truly is such a possessive man..."

"What do you an?" Tessa asked, utterly lost, along with most of the remaining n and won who bore witness to this sight.

Nyx voiced her thoughts next with a sly voice. The pink-haired, curvaceous beauty was having an incredible ti right now. "Kai is a very, very jealous man. I think even more so than Aria, it’s just that we’re good girls and don’t give him much of a reason to let his yandere explode to the surface. I’m fully convinced that we could easily turn him into a serial killer with a few words."

Then she giggled, "But we’re dedicated girlfriends. We would never do such a thing to him."

’To him? What about the innocent n he would kill?!’ many scread inwardly. It seed the entire bunch of Valhalla’s Sinners were psychos in their own right.

However, despite Nyx’s explanation, they still did not get why there was a do of ash covering Kaiden and Calypso.

Bastet, the graceful tanned felinid, was the one to spell it out for the bewildered crowd. Her golden eyes were glittering as she watched the smoke.

"Master is using this ash to ensure that other n don’t see his woman, the demoness, in such a vulnerable state. This vulnerable display of submission, this act of devotion... it is for his eyes only. He refuses to share even the sight of his woman with n, and he does it on an instinctive level. Even in his current state of mind, he did not change..."

By the ti she finished her explanation, a big, tender, adoring smile full of love beca visible on Bastet’s lips. She loved her amazing master far too much.

Geralt stared, and his lips ford a silent, stunned O.

He was utterly speechless.

So were the rest of them.

Naira and Taigi, the rest of the native tribesn, the awakened...

None of them knew how to react.

...

Calypso, kneeling within the complete privacy of the black ash do, sensed the shift in the outer world. She also sensed the intense stares of four won in particular.

A slow, cheeky grin stretched across her lips. She was the Infernal Matriarch. Even in submission, she was a queen...

And queens recognized other queens.

Her long, red tail, still twitching slightly from nervous excitent, suddenly flared with magic. She poked the dense black smoke at four distinct tis and locations.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Outside the do, the four won suddenly jolted. The thick, absolute opacity of the black ash veil thinned in their individual lines of sight, granting each of them a precise, clear view of the scene inside.

They exchanged a quick, confused glance.

The rest of the onlookers were still staring at the blank, black surface, evidenced by the fact that no one voiced any reaction to the change. They were completely ignorant of the fact that the four girlfriends could now see everything: the massive, unmoving Great Demon, the discarded pants, and the gleaming form of the Level 100 Infernal Matriarch working diligently on her Lord.

Aria’s silver eyes darkened instantly when her gaze t Calypso’s. The demoness was giving her a sly, triumphant, and utterly cheeky wave with her tail.

Aria instantly understood: it was Calypso’s doing.

She had intentionally allowed the four of them to see. It was her way of welcoming her sister-wives, letting them know she was confident, powerful, and now had their man exactly where she wanted him: in her mouth.

The look was a silent declaration of both submission to Kaiden and rivalry toward the existing harem mbers. She would rise to the top.

Aria’s eyes narrowed into deathly slits. The fire of her earlier panic was replaced by a cold, cutting resolve.

She realized with chilling clarity that the newest love rival of hers was not only incredibly powerful but also incredibly self-aware, confident, and absolutely not going to be easy to handle.

"Grr..." the yandere growled.