Erika slowly uncrossed her legs, her movements deliberate and tempting as the sound of fabric brushing together. The luxurious room glowed softly behind her, while the dark reflection of the river outside shimmered across her tanned skin.

While reclining against the centre of the massive bed, the blonde demoness looked less like a queen and more like a rich girl luring someone into a night of trouble.

This atmosphere suited her perfectly.

"Hm?" She tilted her head slightly. "What’s with that look?"

Asmodeus loosened another button near his collar.

"I was wondering something."

"Oh?" Erika leaned forward with immediate curiosity. "What?"

"Whether you’re aware of how inviting you look right now."

Her lips twitched slightly as a faint flush spread across her cheeks while she clicked her tongue and tried to keep her composure.

"Can you stop attacking my weak spots? It’s making me emotionally vulnerable!"

"And when exactly are you emotionally vulnerable?"

"Right now!" She pointed at herself dramatically. "Look at me, I’m basically defenceless."

Asmodeus’s eyes slowly travelled across her body.

The expensive black dress hugged her curves tightly, riding dangerously high up her thighs after she climbed onto the bed. Golden jewellery rested against her collarbone, while loose blonde hair fell neatly over her shoulders.

The faint aroma of her body leaked through the room.

"Defenceless..." He spat before removing his upper clothes, revealing his dark bronze chest covered in muscles and multiple black and coloured tattoos, some tribal and others related to his various wives. "...Really?"

Erika’s breathing lost its rhythm as she gawped at his body, her teeth sinking into her lips as she stroked her thighs with both palms.

"Damn it."

She swallowed with a loud gulp.

Asmodeus watched quietly as Erika’s eyes roamed across his body.

Her eyes resembled those of a hungry beast analysing its prey.

The blonde demoness sat near the centre of the bed with her thighs pressing together tightly, with her palms sliding between them, gently brushing and teasing herself as she tried to contain herself.

Unfortunately for her, it wasn’t working.

"Hey baby, why do you look so good tonight?" she muttered almost breathlessly.

"Hmmm, is it just tonight?"

He subtly flexed his muscles, making them bulge and tighten.

"Tsk! Don’t act cute." Her gaze lingered on his chest before dropping lower. "You’re doing this on purpose."

Asmodeus shrugged, a smile on his lips as he approached her. The mattress dipped beneath his weight the moment one knee pressed onto the bed. Erika instinctively leaned backwards slightly.

Her eyes darted around as she glanced at his face, her cheeks bright red.

"Damn..." Erika whispered again.

Her fingertips slid slowly up her thighs, gathering the expensive black fabric of her dress inch by inch to reveal her soft, tanned skin with pale white tan lines drawing the shape of her crotch.

Asmodeus’s eyes narrowed faintly at the glimpse of smooth, pale skin appearing beneath the hem.

Erika noticed immediately that her little lips were curling into a smug grin.

"Oh?" she teased softly. "Looking somewhere specific, hubby?"

"You know exactly where I’m looking."

"Heh."

The blonde demoness slowly spread her legs slightly wider atop the sheets, just enough to reveal the soft golden curls and a pale pink crevice, drooling a translucent thread of silk onto the sheets.

A dangerous invitation.

Then she bit her lip while staring up at him through half-lidded eyes.

"...You know what’s unfair?" she murmured.

"What?"

"The fact you can switch from sweet husband to terrifyingly sexy this fast."

"Are you any different...?" he reached out, cupping her cheek, slowly lifting her to face his gaze as his silver pupils narrowed. "From a cute queen on a secret outing to this seductive and horny wife?"

Asmodeus leaned forward.

His breath brushed against her chest as she gasped, breathing faster. The sweet scent of her body flooded his nostrils as he found himself unable to pull away.

’I want to mess her up, to make her cry for mercy...’

One large hand planted beside her hip against the mattress.

The other slid slowly along her bare thigh.

His heart thumped faster the moment he felt her silky, soft skin, and let his fingers sink into it, deforming them slightly.

Erika shivered violently the moment his palm reached the sensitive flesh beneath her dress.

"R-Ryuji..." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Hm?"

"If you keep touching me like that..." Her voice weakened into a breathless laugh. "I’m seriously gonna lose my mind."

"That seems inevitable tonight."

The blonde demoness groaned softly at his calm tone, then suddenly grabbed the front of his trousers again. Erika unfastened the buttons and loosened the cord, keeping them tightly bound.

"...Then stop talking already."

Her blue eyes glimmered beneath the golden light.

"Come on, kiss me properly."

’She’s quite cheeky.’

He wanted to throw her down, suffocate her with his lips, while devouring everything she had to offer, but he held back. Instead, choose to enjoy this ruminating feeling—a warmth that grew more intense with each hushed word or cute reaction she made.

Asmodeus stared into her half-closed eyes for several seconds.

His hand stroked and caressed her thighs as he enjoyed the subtle sigh of hot hair leaving her lips with a faint moan. Then he finally closed the remaining distance, grasping her chin tightly, and their lips met.

"Mmmm..."

Erika melted almost instantly.

The kiss was warm and soft, unbarably soft.

His tongue pushed deeper into her lips, helping release the quiet moan which slipped from her throat and encouraged him further. He tilted his head and deepened the kiss, wrapping his tongue around hers, while letting his hand slip further between her thighs.

The moment his fingers touched a damp warmth, Erika’s fingers immediately tangled through his hair, gripping tightly.

A possessive and needy grasp.

"Haa.... Mmmph.... Honey..... I love this..."

Erika opened her mouth, sucking in his tongue as her lips clamped down, swallowing his saliva like holy water.

The atmosphere inside the luxurious suite thickened rapidly as their lips moved together again and again, wet sounds filling the quiet room beneath the distant noise of Vel’Ashera outside.

Asmodeus became entranced by the sweet taste lingering on her tongue, while Erika refused to let him pull away.

"Nn... ah..."

She shifted closer against him atop the sheets, her thighs spreading wider instinctively while her grip tightened against the loosened front of his trousers.

Erika’s kisses became greedy and impassioned.

Wet slurps echoed as her tongue stroked along his, her throat sounding as she drank his thick saliva with an entranced expression.

When their lips finally separated, a faint strand of saliva stretched briefly between them before snapping.

Erika stared up at him with flushed cheeks and hazy eyes.

"Haa... that was amazing...." Her eyes shone like a beast as she slowly dragged her little pink tongue across her swollen lips, lapping up the strand of spit.

Asmodeus brushed his thumb across his lower lip slowly in return.

"You bit my tongue..."

"Ehe~ sorry, you just made me so horny."

"Well, it was amazing for me too... You always taste so sweet, like anpan."

Her pupils trembled slightly at his low voice.

Then her hands suddenly pushed against his chest.

She stroked his muscles, pressing just enough to make him sit back slightly, while she repositioned herself and unzipped her dress.

With a sultry smile, she pushed a single finger against his muscles.

"Oh no." Erika breathed deeply before laughing under her breath. "No way am I letting you dominate the whole mood tonight."

"Hm?"

The blonde demoness slowly climbed forward onto her knees.

The expensive black dress slid higher and higher against her thighs with every movement, while her golden hair spilt around her shoulders beautifully beneath the warm glow of the mana lamps.

By the time she reached him, the dress dropped helplessly to the bed, revealing her devastating figure.

Then she pressed both palms against his chest with a firm force.

"My turn."

Asmodeus raised an eyebrow, smiling at her.

"You seem confident."

"I am confident, trust me..." Even while saying this, however, her breathing remained uneven from the kiss.

’Cute.’

Erika leaned closer again until her lips brushed lightly against his ear.

Then whispered softly:

"...Besides, you look way too delicious tonight to let you escape from me."

Asmodeus’s eyes slowly travelled down her naked body.

From the soft swell of her breasts rising with uneven breaths, down the curves of her toned stomach, all the way to the warm space between her thighs glistening beneath the golden light.

Erika noticed immediately.

The confidence she tried so hard to maintain trembled under the intensity of his gaze.

"...Don’t stare at me like that," she whispered.

"And why not?"

"Because it makes me want to jump you..."

Her lovely expressions drove him mad as his hand slid along her waist, slowly pressing his warm fingers, tracing the curve of her hip, before settling just above her ass.

"You climbed onto me first."

"Tsk..." Erika clicked her tongue weakly. "You’re supposed to be more flustered than me."

Asmodeus merely smiled.

That calm expression only made her more impatient.

"Damn it."

Her fingers moved lower between them before hooking into the loosened front of his trousers. Slowly, deliberately, she pulled the zipper down while keeping her eyes fixed on his face.

The metallic sound alone made the atmosphere thicken further.

Erika swallowed again, unable to stop her anticipation as her hand slipped inside.

"Mmm..."

The moment her fingers wrapped around his cock, a soft shiver travelled through her body.

Her eyes widened as the hot, heavy mass swelled in her grasp, unable to fasten her hand around it, the swollen shaft was already hard and pulsing against her palm.

"So fucking huge..." she breathed quietly.

She slowly drew him free from his trousers, the long, thick shaft standing heavily as it slapped against her cheek. Veins ran along the dark length, while the swollen tip already faintly glistened beneath the room’s golden light.

Her eyes narrowed as she smiled like a gremlin.

"...Seriously unfair," she muttered while stroking him slowly, peeling his foreskin to reveal the bulbous head for the first time. "How am I supposed to stay sane when your cock looks this good?"