Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Entering a small garden that seemed as hot and warm as the Nine Hells, I groaned as she moaned, buckling at the knees. I swung her towards my throne, parting her legs as she grabbed hold of the black iron throne carrying the insignia of Noctem.

Heated moans echoing for more, I dug deep into her womb till sweat dotted her back and her liquid, clear as a diamond, dripped over the ground, clouding my mind with its enthralling scent.

“Master,” She moaned with a sharp hiss of her breath. “I’ll~I’ll~I’ll~make~you~melt.”

There was a hint of a challenge in Zanris’s tone as my fingers trailed up and down her spine dotted with an intricate design of scales over her cinnamon flesh. She shuttered. Wetting the floor with her honey.

Sliding my fingers from her spine to her horns, I held them firmly, arching her head so I could gaze into her blazing eyes.

“Master~AH~AH~AH~AH~AH~”

My hips struck deep into her garden, blazing as a forge that seemed to tighten with each thrust that slowly fell into a rhythm that made my legs buckle at the sheer pressure wrapping around me. Suddenly Zanris Demonic essence flared to life, gathering around my spear.

I paused, tightening my grip over her horns as she screamed, trying to fall onto the throne. But with both ends being held up, Zanris was locked in place, but the sensation coiling around me was utterly mindblowing.

The pleasure was unmatched and amplified. I could feel the throbbing of her lower half, the flow of Zaris’s blood heated to an insane degree, and the sheer pleasure ebbing into her soul. Almost as if she had attached her mind and body to me, granting me one hundred percent access to what she felt.

“I’m~yours~master!” She said, moving her hips back and forth, forming a puddle beneath her feet. “Zan~ is~your~toy! Break~Zan!” .𝒄𝒐𝒎

“Good Girl,” I mused, close to the limit; I lifted her up and took a seat on the throne. I placed her feet over the armrest and her bottom on my cock. “Now bounce, and don’t stop… Or cum.”

Zanris grew even tighter as she began to move: Up and down, she moved with a dance of her hips. Her sharp raspy breath was utter music as she moaned over and over.

“Faster!” I barked, clenching my teeth, feeling a heavy pressure gathering within me.

Zan pace increase. But I didn’t allow her to slow. Whatever she had done seemed to have given me ultimate control of Zan. She was mine to break.

“MASTER~”

Hitting up to match her tempo, Zanris howled to the hells as her tears streamed from her eyes and sweat-drenched her naked flesh.

Taking over the lead, I fucked her so hard her words fell to that of depraved beastal wails as I came deep within her womb. Pleasure, I couldn’t even begin to understand, just consumed my mind, but Zan’s hips didn’t stop as she continued screaming. Convulsing over my cock, she begged for release. Release that would not come.

Without my need to tell her how to do things, Zanris became so desperate divinity flared off her body as she used her Qi to increase speed and pleasure.

“Doggy~~DOGGY!~DOGGY!”

Begging to switch positions, knowing she couldn’t get off as much on her own, I welcomed her command and switched back to our first position.

Over and over, I came inside Zanris, never letting her have her pleasure. Even as she pissed herself, I didn’t stop. Not till the sixth time. When her body was covered in sweat, and her eyes were blurred. I released my command.

My mind almost melted to nothingness as the pleasure in her mind became so great it reached into my soul. We both shuttered, lost in a blazing inferno of pleasure I’m sure only devils could enjoy.

Recovering the first, I could feel the convulsing Zan in a state of utter sensitivity. She was still coming. And I wasn’t about to let such a pleasure fade. I was going to break her.

Forcing her body to maintain such a state, I began, this time slapping her plump ass.

“AAAAAAAAAAH~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~MORE~”

Running her through, we coiled around as I played with each of her body parts. Cumming none stop while she howled for release. It wasn’t long before the pain and the orgasm became intertwined.

Each time I entered and pulled out, Zanris felt extreme pain and pleasure. Causing the young lass to lose her fucking mind.

“MOOOOOOOOOO~”

“MOOOOOOOOOOOO~”

“MOOOOO~ MILK ZAN~”

‘…’

Don’t ask questions

“MOOOO~”

Ravaging Zanris for a few days and nights, testing the limit of this devil’s mind and body, I finally stopped on the seventh day when she entered a comatose state. The pleasure had become so high that her mind just shut down.

“Damn…” I mused. “I need to do this to Lilith… When she’s not pregnant. Holy shit.” I said, pulling out. “Sharla! Darling!”

Sensing her blushing intent reach me, I smiled. ” Come get her, and heal her up. She needs some medicine. She’s pretty messed up.”

Darkness flashed, and before my eyes, the shade appeared, her golden eyes glowing as she stared dead at Zanris with her tongue hanging out her mouth: legs trembling, and a murky liquid leaking from between her legs.

“W-w-w-w-what did you do to her?” She frightfully questioned.

“What do you mean ‘what’?” I joked, ” we fucked. If you ever feel like pleasuring this king, give me a call. I’ll be happy to dick you down.” Hearing an audible gulp from Sharla, whose eyes remained glued to Zanris, I continued. ” Where is Seraphina? The bestest Angel?”

“Light Realm, Lotus Reach,” She answered, staring.

“Recall her. I want her in the Eben Forest. And… what is with this killing intent?” I slowly question clothing myself… I should have someone to clothe me. “I’ve been feeling it for the past day.”

“… is she alright?”

My smile deepened. ” Zanris is a Shadowfell. She’ll be fine. And aren’t you a doctor? You tell me.”

“Oh!” She blushed. ” Sorry… Winterpool is advancing…they are preparing a blockade.”