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The Devil and The Snake

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Nazarick slouched on his throne in the Palace of Excess and sighed heavily as he leaned his head on his hand. He would usually start the day with a nice session of lovemaking with a human maiden brought to him as a sacrifice, and after he was done, they would be taken back to their villages fated to be his unholy priestesses who sing praise and worship him in the human communities. But, today, he was not interested in continuing that tradition, as many other demon lords before him had done. They were plain and boring, easily subdued after a simple stare or the rare slap to their face.

 

He looked at the portrait of his wife, Elora, hanging on the wall; she was a succubus of legendary beauty, able to seduce the heart of any mortal who looks into her eyes. Yet, Nazarick no more felt anything for her. His marriage had kept to a stale sex life for a couple of decades now, as she was always away furthering her plans.

 

Probably enjoying her share of fresh men, not that I blame her, he thought. What could a king among fiends do to satiate his desire for a challenge, to have something new and exotic? He wanted to completely conquer and dominate a strong woman, to break through their resistance and make them lust after him.

 

He stepped to the courtyard of his palace and watched on as his royal guard assembled for their morning training. It was nothing unusual; the Minotaur swung his battleax around, the lich led a tiny parade of skeletons around, and the captain of the guard made a sensual spin of her long, slithering bod-Wait! Nazarick's eyes widened as his interest was piqued, and he observed as the beautiful woman with the bottom of a snake coiled around a demon and squeezed them, causing them to immediately yield. That look in her eyes...She was the one; he would make that lamia his, no matter what he had to do.

 

Selene was given an order to immediately meet with Nazarick at the throne hall, and when the lamia arrived, she saw him smiling as he sat on the throne, one leg crossed over the other. "Greetings, Captain Selene." His voice was deep and seductive, like honey to the ears. "I have been let known of the many accomplishments you have attained in the field of battle. I would like to invite you to dinner at my table as your reward for serving me so diligently."

 

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Selene had been training since dawn when she had woken from a restful night's sleep, for she believed that as the Head Guard for Lord Nazarick, a position she is very proud to hold, she was responsible for keeping the other guards in line and making sure they were well trained; how better to teach them then by example. Though she made them train hard every day starting at dawn, none of them ever went to Nazarick to complain about how she handled them for she was fair and gave them all at least one day off, though it also helped that most of them were terrified of her massive temper.

 

The golden plates of her armor, which only adorned her shapely hips and shoulders, jingle softly as she lashes out with her tail, wrapping it around her sparring partners ankle before, body moving with lightning speed, she slithers around him and traps him in her coils before he yields. An almost feral grin lifts the corners of her lips, her fangs gleaming in the sunlight as triumph gleams in her golden eyes and she tightens slightly before releasing him, "You need to focus on where your opponent is going, not where they are." Selene pats his shoulder before slithering between sparring partners, giving advice when needed before a non-sparring guard walks over to her and tells her she's been ordered to the throne hall to meet with Lord Nazarick.

 

With a nod, she leaves her second in command in charge and makes her way into the castle, no one bothering to stop her as she slithers down the hall, the scales of her tail scrapping softly against the stone. Two guards open the large double doors that lead into the large hall as she approaches, making it easy for her to move straight inside. Her red hair, which she normally keeps up in an unadorned ponytail that trails down her back, swaying slightly with her every move to end just above her shapely ass as her golden eyes immediately find her Lord seated upon his throne.

 

She stops a few feet from the foot of the raised dais that his throne sits on, bowing at the waist to him before she raises and meets his gaze, "Greetings, Lord Nazarick. How may I be of service?" Her own voice is low, a bit husky as she greets him, her question more out of respect then the want to actually serve him. His voice, though seductive to mere mortals, does almost nothing to her as she listens to him, having grown used to the way his voice sounds from the many orders he had given her directly. Her feral smile returns as she bows her head, strands of her long red hair falling over her face slightly, "You honor me, my Lord. Though my accomplishments aren't nearly as grand as yours, sir."

 

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Nazarick let out a little laugh, seemingly amused by Selene's words. "And so humble as well. Truly you are fit to be in my company. Come, let us enjoy a feast in your name." Nazarick stepped into the dining hall, took his seat at the end of the hall, and invited Selene to sit next to him; a great honor among monster-kind. Soon, countless delectable dishes arrived, including mandragora salad, skewered dragon, chimera stew, and many more.

 

"So, tell me about yourself," Nazarick suddenly spoke, as he was cleaning his shining white teeth with a toothpick. "Where do you come from? Where have you learned to wield a blade as beautifully as you? Is there anyone you are...seeing at the moment?" Nazarick added a bit of a suggestive tone to the last question. The desserts then arrived; black ice cream sprinkled with fairy dust, giving the treat a very sugary and sweet taste. Nazarick took a spoonful of it. "Mmm, how delicious," he said, although his eyes were on Selene the entire time.

 

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Selene smirks softly, her golden eyes shining with amusement as she watches him, "Not so humble, just speaking the truth, my Lord." A very faint blush colors her cheeks a shade darker than her pale, flawless skin at his comment about the feast being in her name, a thrill of pride moving through her body. Her belly scales scrap softly against the stone floor once again as she follows Nazarick into the dining hall, her hands clasped loosely behind her back and the golden plates of her armor clinking softly. She coils her tail beneath her voluptuous ass after removing the chair next to him, preferring to use her tail as a seat instead as she finds it much more comfortable, and it leaves her a head shorter than Nazarick.

 

Selene only eats the meat she likes, revealing her very picky nature as her golden eyes survey the dining hall; having only seen it from the table reserved for her and her men being the only woman in the Royal Guard. Her forked tongue licks over her thumb, also preferring to eat with her fingers instead of with silverware, removing gravy from her fingers before it can slide down her hand.

 

Her golden eyes focus once more on her Lord, her fangs flashing slightly in the dim light as she smiles, "There is not much to tell, my Lord. I came from a small clan on the outskirts of your domain... Exiled because I refused to act like them, doing nothing but seducing males to reproduce." Her voice is flat and cold as she lifts her shoulders in a small shrug, having moved on from that long ago. "I made my way to a different clan, one made up of warriors who willingly taught me the way of the sword before I went on my way." Selene gazes down fondly at the curved blade that hangs from the belt slung low on her shapely hips, her fingers caressing the hilt softly. "They gave me my sword before I left and wished me luck."

 

Her golden eyes return to his face, one brow raising at his last question before she laughs. The laugh echos softly around the room as her eyes shine with amusement, her men look up most wearing startled looks, to see what had caused her to laugh before going back to finish their dessert. "My Lord, if you can find anyone in your domain that can handle me, please let me know." Selene's laugh turns into a low, throaty chuckle as she shakes her head. "Seeing someone... How humorous..." She pointedly ignores his suggestive tone as well as the ice cream, having never acquired the taste for it, though she meets his gaze head on.

 

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Nazarick listened with great interest, his long tongue licking the remnants of the dessert on his spoon with slow, careful licks, his eyes never off from her. "Oh yes...You are indeed a strong woman like no other. It would take a man of great power and passion to tame one as majestic as you. Yes, I think I know who could brave that sea of ferocious will..."

 

Nazarick rose from his seat, and quietly walked to behind Selene, his firm yet slender fingers landing on her shoulders. "Is there something wrong? Your lord has prepared a tasty treat for you. Is it not up to your standards. Perhaps you crave for something less sweet and more...spicy...in flavor?" His hands then began to rub her, kneading her scales to relieve her tension. "Are you nervous, captain? There is no need...You are perfect as you are..."

 

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Her golden eyes never leave his face as her full, sensual lips curl up into a smirk, "My lord, you surprise me. I was not expecting you to reveal that you know someone who could try to tame me. Though, whether male or female, I doubt they will succeed." Selene chuckles softly as she watches him for a moment longer before looking out over the slowly emptying dining hall. Her second looks back at her as he pauses at the door that leads out of the hall, communicating with her in the way that friends and equals do after working together for so long, before nodding slightly and walking out after the rest of her men.

 

The scrape of his chair being pushed back as he stands has her eyes tracking back to him before he disappears behind her. She tenses ever so slightly as he lays his hands upon her, her back going ramrod straight. She lowers and turns her head slightly to the left as he speaks, her red hair sliding against her pale skin and revealing more of her back as she does. "Nothing is wrong, Lord Nazarick. I never acquired the taste for ice cream is all and I find it too cold for my liking." Selene's lips curl up into another smirk before her tail uncoils and she expertly extricates herself from his grip. "Very little makes me nervous, my lord. And your unwanted advances only irritate me." She turns to look at him, her eyes sparking with defiance and slight anger that he would dare to touch her without her permission, her words ringing out in the hall and causing every demon and monster that was still there to go instantly silent as they look at their Lord and his Captain. "Now, with your permission, I shall go back to over seeing my men's training. Thank you for the marvelous dinner." She bows her head slightly, only enough to still show him the respect he deserves before turning her back on him to follow after her men, who had left but a while ago.

 

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Nazarick's eyebrow raised slowly as Selene slips out of his grasp. However, a wide devious smile spread on his lips, showing his gleaming white teeth.

 

"I see. So, you do not care to enjoy your antidote then." Selene only had enough time to comprehend what he said before she felt a slight pain in her stomach, and it quickly spread to her limbs. She found herself falling to the floor, her arms, tail, and mouth having gone completely numb and paralyzed.

 

"It's interesting to think how even the mightiest warrior, unchallenged in feats of strength and skill can still fall to mere poison. I had it in every dish but the dessert which had the antidote. But don't worry; I never intended to kill you." He took a small serving of the ice cream in a spoon and knelt over Selene, who was spasming from her motor controls being taken from her. "Now hold still, or it might turn worse, and your lungs stop functioning." He pushed the spoon in her mouth, and after she swallowed, she felt a tiny bit of her limbs returning to her, although she was still incredibly weak, only able to speak with strained whispers.

 

"As you can see, I overpowered you effortlessly. So, I have earned the right to tame you~" He picked up the lamia in a bridal carry, easily lifting her great weight to his private chambers; it was dimly lit, with baroque architecture and a giant bed with red satin sheets, seemingly alive as it writhed. He placed her on the bed, and the sheet wrapped itself around her tail, making her look like a human female, with her partially numb arms spread over her head in a sexily vulnerable manner. "So, will we do this the easy way? Or the deliciously hard way?" He asked as his long tongue slithered out.

 

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Selene pauses, having moved only a short distance away from him before she gasps at the sudden pain in her stomach, her golden eyes going wide and her arms moving around her stomach before she drops to the floor. A small groan escapes past her slightly parted, numb lips as she lays on her side staring up at him. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, unable to do anything but listen to him and jerk against the floor. Glaring up at him, she stills her body as best she can before he forces the cold dessert into her mouth and she swallows, the cold like a blade moving down her throat to her stomach.

 

A small gasp escapes her lips as her body comes back to life, soft tingles running over her tail and arms, like she had been laying on them for a long time. Selene slowly pushes herself up into a sitting position, her arms shaking slightly from the effort, "Why, Nazarick? How... did you know that the poison would work on me?" She looks up at him, betrayal and anger in her golden eyes as her voice comes out in a strained, hissing whisper. "How did you know it would come into effect only after my men left?" It was a well-known fact that, though they followed Nazarick's orders, their loyalty was to her and had they still been in the hall, they would have rushed to her aid the second she fell.

 

Selene hisses as he picks her up, pushing against his chest with still slightly numb and weak arms, "You have earned nothing as poison is a woman's weapon." The tip of her long tail drags against the stone floor behind him as he carries her to his chambers, the numbness continuing to fade, faster now. "Had you actually wanted to earn that right, you would have challenged me, warrior to warrior." The lamia's golden eyes shine in the dim lighting as he lays her on the bed, seeming to position her in a manner that pleased him. Her red hair fans out around her head, a slightly brighter splash of red against the satin sheets as they twine around her tail, pinning her lower body to the bed.

 

Quickly lowering her arms to cross over her chest, she glares and hisses at him, her fangs flashing in the dim light. Not giving him the satisfaction of giving him an answer as the sheet twitches, the only evidence that she's moving her tail.

 

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"My dear, it takes more than mere power to be sovereign," Nazarick spoke out, his tone enthralling. "One must be clever and intelligent as well and leave his enemies powerless before him. That is the true meaning of domination." Nazarick had planned everything, including Selene's refusal of the dessert. It was all a part of his motive to seduce the lamia.

 

"Though I am skilled in battle as well, I'd rather not dirty my hands in such barbaric activities. Although, I have plenty of passion to give." Nazarick stepped onto the bed and straddled Selene, his weight over her tail. "Hmm, you are quite muscled and well-toned, especially in your lower regions..." His hands traveled over the sheet, feeling her tail through it.

 

"However, you also possess the beauty of the finest courtesan." His arms took her wrists and dragged them to her sides as he leaned his body closer to her, his lips mere inches away from hers. "How marvelous you are, my dear Selene..." He closed his eyes, and then gave her a sweet, passionate kiss.

 

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"Enemies? Is that what I am now, Lord Nazarick?" She hadn't wanted to speak, but his words tore at her heart and ignited her anger to new heights. Selene had never been anything but loyal to him and his wife. Training new warriors for his army, making sure the Royal Guard was trained to be the best, keeping his wife's counsel when she wished to speak about things that would only bore or anger Nazarick. His wife! A slow, evil smile curls up her lips, a savage wanting to hurt him as much as he had hurt her with his words. "Where's your gorgeous wife, my lord? Playing with some handsome mortal, perhaps? Being a beautiful succubus, it must be hard for her to say no to the advances of handsome, and maybe lesser, beings... Though," She tilts her head slightly, mock concern on her face and in her voice. "That would leave you without, wouldn't it? No wonder you felt the need to use poison to get me in your cold bed. After all, mortals are boring and to easily controlled, and there aren't many females in your castle now a days." Her voice is as sharp as her sword as she speaks.

 

"You may call it barbaric, my lord, but I call it being on equal footing." Her body tenses as he straddles her tail, her chest rising and falling evenly as she looks up at him with flashing golden eyes. "Comes with the training, my lord..." Her tail shifts and bucks beneath him as she tries to throw him off her, his hands causing shudders to move through her body. "And since it seems Elora no longer craves your touch, it would make sense that you have excess passion to give. Though one would think that you would want to give it to a more... willing partner." Selene sneers at him, the tip of her tail laying against the floor, twitches in anger and frustration as the sheet prevents her from moving too much to get away or get him off her.

 

The muscles in her arms strain as she fights him after he grabs her wrists, not wanting her arms to go to her sides before she gasps and her arms give out, still weakened from the poison. "Your flattery means nothing, Nazarick. And I am not yours." She hisses the words before his mouth comes down on her's, silencing her as she glares. Her fangs snap out and sink into his lower lip, drawing blood immediately and making pain lance through his body, followed by a tingling sensation as her venom enters his body. Though her venom doesn't kill, it can paralyze effectively, and she normally uses it to coat her sword, that way only a scratch will leave her victim at her mercy.

 

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Nazarick scowled at Selene's spiteful words, yet he managed to keep his composure even as she openly insulted his wife. "What Elora does on her private time is none of my business. And what I do with mine...Well, you'll soon find out."

 

Nazarick's eyes shot open, and he grunted in pain from the lamia's bite. His eyes suddenly shone a bright red color, and he bellowed in a guttural roar. "If you want to play rough, I'll give you rough! I swear that as my name is Nazarick, Lord of Demons!" Dark magic gathered in his hands, and they focused on Selene's gripped wrists, forming into heavy chains that attached to the corners of the bed and bound them, making her now completely helpless as he sat up straight.

 

"I'll enjoy tormenting every last fiber of your being, until you beg for your life!" With a bit of swaying as his body was becoming overcome by her venom, he clutched at something in his breast pocket, and snatched it; it was a green vial that he opened and unloaded in his mouth, coughing as it entered his system. He fell slack, his face on her breasts, until he rose again, his lower lip still numb. "That was close. Fortunately, I prepared for lamia venom."

 

He forcibly opened her mouth with his hands, and ripped out the long fangs from her mouth, causing her to slightly bleed until he healed the wounds with his magic. "A dirty trick, but I'll give you that one; I used one myself, after all, haha." He lifted himself off of her, and began undressing, shedding his robe and pants, until he was only in his tight red underwear that didn't hide his giant, swinging package at all. "You got anything else for me?" He asked as he went on top of her again, but this time placed his hands on her breasts, forcibly massaging them. "Maybe you can shoot venomous milk from your big, slutty tits! I'd love to see that!"

 

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The lamia hadn't meant her words to be an insult to Elora, she positively adored his wife and spends many hours in her company when she chooses to be home. "Indeed, she does so enjoy her private time, Nazarick... Though I doubt you'll enjoy yours."

 

Selene grins as a small trickle of blood, his blood, slides down her chin; her forked tongue flicking out to lick the rest of his blood from her lips, "Mmmm, delicious, my lord. Who knew you had such... delectable blood with in you." Her grin stretches wider as he yells, her eyes shining a bright gold. "Haven't you heard, rough is my game." Even as his chains wrap around her wrists, she moves up, her soft lips pressing suddenly against him mouth, sucking softly on his bottom lip before she falls back onto the bed. Selene licks her lips once again as the chains pull her arms up towards the corners of the bed. "Oh, everyone in the castle knows who you are, Nazarick. No need to bellow it." She watches him sit up, a hungry look in her eyes.

 

"I will not beg!" The words exit her mouth on a hiss of anger as she watches him, a slow smile lifting the corners of her full, soft lips. "Oh dear... If you don't do something quickly, you'll succumb to my venom, and though it won't kill you, it would make for a very boring night for me." Selene's brow rises slightly as she watches him fumble with the vial, amusement clear in her golden eyes. She gasps softly as he falls on her and he would hear the pounding of her heart, slightly faster than a normal human's. "Well, I would have been disappointed if you hadn't been prepared for me, my lord Nazarick. Considering everything else you've done this night."

 

Selene's eyes widen as he presses on her jaw, forcing her mouth open before she begins tossing her head back and forth, ripping her head out of his grasp, "NO! Please, Lord Nazarick... I won't use my venom again... I promise. Please." Though she had said she wouldn't beg she does for this, knowing that if he succeeds, she will be in pain for days as new fangs grow in. And though she promises not to use her venom again she can't promise she won't bite him again, especially if he gets her in throws of pleasure. She hisses as his hand forces her jaw back open and she tosses her head more, managing to break his grasp again before hiding her face against her arm and keeping her mouth firmly closed.

 

One golden eye watches him over the curve of her arm as he undresses, her body trembling as she shakes her head slightly. "Nothing else." Her voice is muffled by her arm as he gets back on top of her body. A low hiss emanating from her throat as he massages her breasts over her, some would say skimpy because it only covers her breasts, black silk top. She slowly turns her head to look at him, "That would be amusing, but no, I don't have venomous milk that comes out of my tits." Selene glares at him, the fear of losing her fangs slowly receding as her defiance comes back.

 

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Nazarick was at first furious over Selene's bite and subsequent mocking of him as he barely avoided succumbing to her venom, and fully intended to defang her, breaking all of her teeth and making her eat them if he had to. However, the lamia showed a surprising amount of initiative on her part when she caught his lips in a rough, predatory kiss, her mouth eagerly drawing on his blood and licking it with glee. She also finally showed the first signs of yielding to his will when she begged the demonic monarch not to take her fangs away.

 

Nazarick decided to show mercy, and let his hands instead hold on to her cheeks, sweeping his fingers over them as he looked deep into her eyes with amusement. "So, the proud captain Selene has finally lowered herself to the status of beggar, despite your words from before. Very well then; the viper shall keep her fangs. However, I should remind you that swearing a false oath before your lord is punishable by three months in the depths of my dungeon, abused by demons every waking moment. But surely things won't come to that, isn't that right?"

 

Nazarick's palms pushed against her chest, his fingers playing with the golden trinkets as he gave them a slight tug. "For a captain you dress rather ostentatiously...I wonder if you're ashamed of your body and try to hide it with accessories." He ripped her top open, baring her perky, large breasts, causing them to jiggle. Nazarick's eyes widened at the sight, followed by his tongue licking his lips. "Oh, they're so round and juicy...Truly a pair one could indulge themselves upon..."

 

His hands came to rub against them, massaging them in circular motions as he leaned closer, kissing and licking her neck as he then began to pinch and rub her nipples between his thumb and index finger, causing them to harden from the sensation. "Perhaps your fiery temper is due to sexual frustration? It is in a lamia's nature to hunt for the seed of man. Why don't you give into that primal, carnal instinct? It would be far more...enjoyable..."

 

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Selene's golden eyes narrow in a glare at his words, "I didn't beg, Lord Nazarick. I pleaded for my fangs... There is a difference. Though if you wish to delude yourself and call it begging, by all means, go right ahead." A low, dangerous hiss sounds from her throat. "You dare to think I will go back on my oath? I am the Captain of your Royal Guard, Lord Nazarick, and as such, I take any oath I make very seriously. I promised not to use my venom and I won't... Unless you ask me to." A slow, feral grin lifts her lips slowly. "I can adjust the potency of my venom... Make your body do nothing but tingle, make every touch a spark." Her forked tongue darts out of her mouth to lick his bottom lip, reveling just how long it is. "Mmmm, things won't come to that, Nazarick." The words leave her mouth on a purr as she looks up at him from half-lidded eyes, the taste of his blood doing more for the lamia then the way he had spoken earlier.

 

She tilts her head slightly before looking at the plates of her armor that adorn her shoulders, "I rather think that they add to my beauty as well as give me some modicum of protection... Though do be careful, my lord. Tug on the wrong one and you might not like the outcome." She smiles up at him sweetly, though her eyes dare him to try and figure out which one would make him not like the outcome.

 

A soft gasp escapes her lips as he rips her top, the material parting easily beneath his hands as her breasts jiggle free and he sees that they are quite a bit bigger than her top made anyone believe. A faint blush spreads across her pale cheeks, the pinkness easily seen against her paleness before she looks away from him, "Please... Don't say such things, Lord Nazarick.... It's embarrassing." Selene's voice is breathless, soft, a whisper against his ears. Her eyes close as she gives a soft gasp, her lips parting slightly as he begins rubbing her sensitive breasts. She wriggles slightly as she feels his lips on her neck, the chains binding her wrists clanking softly as she does before a soft cry breaks free of her throat. The lamia's body arches up, sharp spikes of pleasure arcing through her body as he pinches and rubs her startlingly sensitive and small nipples, the tips of the hard peaks barely peaking above his fingers.

Selene manages to shake her head, her eyes opening to reveal her golden irises have become paler as he stimulated her breasts and nipples. "N-no... Can't..." Her body trembles beneath him as she pants softly, her reaction intense for him only having been playing with her large breasts and nipples. "N-not me..."

 

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"Begging, pleading...It is all the same...An act of submission before the dominate. But I am more than pleased that you keep to your honor despite the...unusual circumstances." Nazarick's eyebrow raised at Selene's mention of her armor plates. "I have no intention of touching your shoulders, but I appreciate the warning, nonetheless. However, what I am truly interested in is a bit lower..."

Nazarick chuckled in glee at the reception his hands had received on Selene's body, and he gave a playful lick to Selene's lips, careful to not let her bite it as he tasted her. "Hmm, is that a little whimper I hear from you, captain Selene? And to think how haughty you were just a moment ago...To see it all break apart is simply adorable."

 

He teased her nipples with his tongue, flicking their tips. "Oh, but you already have, my dear Selene...You did the moment you gave out your first moan. But nobody will blame you. After all, as the Prince of Pleasure I can awaken the hidden desires of the most celibate sentinel, and arouse in ways unimaginable..." He said, before his mouth clamped over one of her nipples, giving it a nice, long suck, his tongue wrapping around it.

 

His hands traveled down the lamia's body, starting from her curvy chest, and over her stomach, until they came to rest at her v-lines, tantalizingly close to her most private area. The hands then kneaded her thighs, his fingers knowingly playing around her lower body, feigning ignorance of where they could be prodding and inserting themselves into.

 

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A flush of excitement spreads across her pale cheeks, darkening them to a deep red color, her breath coming out in soft pants as her body slowly relaxes as he talks; her tongue flicking out to taste his as he runs it over her lips and her eyes growing an even paler color of gold. "N-no... I... I don't... whim- Ah!" A cry forces its way past her lips as her eyes close and she arches towards him from the teasing lick to her nipples. Her arms tug at the chains restraining her, her fingers curling into her palms. "No... Stop... P-please, Nazarick." Though her words, spoken in a panting, gasping whisper, ask him to stop her body betrays what she actually wants as it arches further towards him. Another cry of pleasure sounds from her throat as he clamps down on one, her body trembling beneath him, thrashing against the sheet that holds her tail.

 

Selene's body shivers from his touch as he slides his hands down her body, the scales along her hips and thighs smooth yet rough at the same time. Despite her earlier claim, a small whimper escapes her lips as his hands go so close to where she wants them to go before moving away, leaving her gasping and panting. Her fangs flash in the dim light as she pulls her bottom lip in between her teeth, biting down hard enough to cause her pink-tinged lip to whiten where her teeth grip it. The lamia had never experienced anything like this. She had had gentle lovers, rough lovers, lovers with... weird kinks, but always she was the top, the dominate one. To be held so helplessly, her body tantalized by another's touch, was new and... dare she admit it?

 

Exciting!

 

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Nazarick's mouth released Selene's nipple with a pop, and he licked his lips, loving the taste of her sensitive flesh. "Now that is definitely begging," he teasingly spoke, his tongue travelling between her breasts. "But you're quite dishonest of your feelings to beg for me to stop, when you seem to want even more. Such fraudulence will be punished."

 

The hands on her hips kneaded even rougher on her hips and v-line as Nazarick's head lowered further down her body, meeting the hem of the bedsheet. He pulled it down a bit, revealing a loincloth that protected Selene's innocence, and he swept his fingers against the cloth, feeling the shape of her pussy through them.

 

"Hmm, what an indecent article of groin-covering clothing," he mused to himself before ripping that off as well, exposing her wet slit to him. Once again, his tongue went a round trip across his lips.

 

Nazarick first swept his fingers over her lower lips, grazing her inner flesh. Then he placed his index and middle finger in her pussy, prodding her at a spasm-inducing slow rate, going in and out gradually faster. He then pulled the fingers out and rubbed the love juices between his fingers right before her face. "Captain Selene, you have a severe case of arousal. But I have a cure..."

 

In a bold move, Nazarick placed his face close to her pussy and sniffed it, inhaling her sweet scent. Then he inserted his tongue in her, causing her mind to blank from the sensation of him slowly exploring, causing agonizing ecstasy by his snail's pace of licking.

 

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"Nah!" Selene's body drops back to the bed as he releases her nipple, her chest heaving as she lays there panting, her eyes closed. She doesn't bother to shake her head and try to deny his words, though she does open her eyes to look up at him, her irises almost pale enough to blend in with the whites of her eyes, only the rims remaining a dark ring of gold. A delicate, delicious shiver courses through her body at the word punishment, the flush across her cheeks deepening in color. "P-punished?"

 

The chains holding her rattle softly as she lifts her head to watch him, her eyes widening slightly as she notices where he's heading, "No!" Her exclamation comes out as an exhaled breath as she begins wiggling her hips, her head falling back on the bed. "Not there... Please..." Her body jerks as she feels his fingers against her, the silky black cloth wet to his touch before she lets out a low groan as he rips it off her body. "P-please, Lord Nazarick... This is too much... I can't..." Her hips writhe beneath his gaze as she closes her eyes.

 

Selene bites down hard on the inside left corner of her lower lip, her fang piercing through the flesh and drawing blood as he slides his finger against her wet folds. Her body trembling violently, her breath coming in harsh pants, her fingers curled into tight fists and her tail thrashing beneath the sheet, the tip thumping against the ground. Her muscles immediately clench around his fingers as her head begins shaking back and forth and she keeps her eyes tightly shut. At the sound of his voice, she opens her eyes slightly, her own scent bombarding her nose before her tongue flicks out and she licks her juices off his fingers. Her action along with his causes her to groan softly, her ecstasy induced flush seeming to be permanently staining her cheeks.

 

Ecstasy. Pleasure. Bliss.

 

It fills her with an uncontrollable wanting as he slides his tongue into her tight passage. A low, keening cry bursts from her chest as her body arches up, her arms straining against the chains and her eyes closing once more. Juices flood his mouth as the action of his tongue sliding inside her tips her over the edge. Wave after wave of pleasure breaking over her as her body trembles and her muscles clench down around his tongue.

 

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Nazarick's relentless crusade in seducing Selene bore fruit, as he got to taste the very moment when she climaxed, his tongue lapping up her dripping juices as they escaped her pussy. "Mmm...So delicious~"

 

He spent a moment more caressing her stomach and chest as he returned up her body, and looked into her eyes, now glazed with lust. She now felt how the bulge in his tight underwear seemed to grow larger. "Your crying as you gave into the pleasure has aroused me as well..."

 

With a snap of his fingers, the chains around Selene's wrists disappeared into the air. The bedsheet that once held her tail in place shifted down and rolled around the tip. Nazarick settled next to Selene, and gave her another kiss on her lips, expecting her to have loosened up and not be as toothy as before. "You have had many lovers, but have any compared to me?" He sensually asked as he ripped off his red underwear and a throbbing monster of a cock sprang out, veiny and red hot. His arm took her hand, and he placed it around his shaft, letting her feel how meaty and thick it is. "Give it a stroke, my dear..."

 

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Selene lays spent on his bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she pants softly, letting out a soft whimper at his words as pleasure continues coursing through her body. Small shivers move up and down her spine as he trails his hands over her stomach and chest; finally opening her eyes to look at him as he leans over her. The lamia swallows and licks her lips as her body arcs towards him, lust and wanting clear on her face, "Please... More." The words exit her mouth on a soft sighing moan, revealing just how much she has let go of the tight control she normally holds on her passion.

 

A soft gasp leaves her lips as her arms and tail are finally released. She lowers her arms slightly, keeping her hands just slightly above her head as he moves to lay next to her; her golden eyes following his every move. Selene's body jerks once as he kisses her, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body before she shakes her head. "No... Well, maybe Elora..." She gives a sexy and sheepish smile, just a curl of her full, slightly swollen lips. "Though, I'm guessing you already guessed that." The lamia pulls her bottom lip once again between her teeth, nibbling on it softly as she watches him tear his underwear off, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she takes in the size of his cock. She doesn't fight as he guides her hand to it, her slim fingers wrapping around it; her fingers not even close to fully encircling his girth.

 

She slides down the bed, her body moving easily down the satin sheets as most of her tail coils on the floor at the foot of the bed. She stops when her head is level with his cock though all she does is slowly start stroking it, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips again as she gives a soft moan. She raises her golden eyes to his, silently expressing her want to do more as her fingers play over the length of his shaft, Selene's thumb rubbing over the tip every time her hand comes up.

 

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Nazarick chuckled softly once he heard Selene mention his wife. "Of course, Elora would have tasted you as well. Well, now we can find something in common, haa~"

 

He smirked at seeing her reaction to his cock, his hand caressing her's as she touched him intimately. "But I bet none have been as big as your lord..."

 

Nazarick's breath took a turn for the heavier when he watched Selene slide closer to his shaft, his eyes watching her like a hawk. When she first stroked it he grunted in pleasure, followed by heavier ones as her fingers swept up and down his tower of power. "Oohh...You're quite good with your fingers. But can you prove your worth with your mouth as well, captain Selene?" He asked, a hand caressing her cheek. "A tongue as magnificent as yours would excite me more than your sensual palms~"

 

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She smiles, her fangs flashing as a mischievous glint lights up her golden orbs, "Mmmm... Indeed." She drops the topic of his wife as she focuses her whole being into pleasuring him, her hand slowly, tantalizingly stroking over his hard, thick, massive cock. Her fingers sliding along his length, over the veins that spread over it, her thumb finding the sensitive spot just beneath his head, stroking it gently back and forth with the pad. "No, my lord. You are the biggest I've seen, let alone had." Selene lets out a soft whimpering moan, licking her lips once again as thoughts of using her warm, wet mouth on his hot flesh move through her mind.

 

The rising of his breath seems to urge her on, her hand moving a bit faster over his cock as she reaches up with her other hand to fondle the balls at his base, rolling them softly. She raises her eyes to look at him once more as he speaks, a grin lifting the corners of her full lips, "You are not the first to say that, Nazarick. Though it brings me great pleasure to hear it from you." Selene's breath huffs out past her lips, cool against his hot flesh as she moves her mouth closer to his cock. "Most believe that my mouth is much better... I hope that is true for you as well."

 

With a soft moan, she flicks her tongue out to lick his tip; her thin, forked tongue sliding effortlessly against the skin of his cock. It slowly wraps around him, just under the head before her lips wrap around the very tip and she moans again, sending vibrations along his thick, meaty length. Selene's hand moves down to wrap partially around the base as her other continues its soft fondling of his massive balls. Her tongue tightens around him, the forked tip sliding further down his length as she suckles on the tip, enjoying his flavor before she lowers her head more; her lips slowly encompassing the whole head of his cock.

 

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Nazarick had expected Selene to be nothing but a limp noodle, her mouth drooling and her mind blank from the sexual torment he had incurred on her. But the way it only lit up her fires of desire into a blazing inferno had even the demon lord impressed, his eyes open in awe. He shivered from her touching his balls; they were heavy from his seed and sensitive to touch. "Oh...did your kin teach you these techniques...ah...Or does it come natural for a lamia?"

 

For a fleeting moment, the demon lord's breath was stilled as he felt her breath coat his cock before giving out a moan once she devoured him, bringing his thick and red cock in her mouth, causing him to shiver underneath her. He shivered intensely as she massaged his balls, sensitive to the touch. "Selene...You are waking...an ancient craving in me...One that I have not felt for centuries..." Nazarick's body responded to her sucking with writhing motions and his hands traveled up to caress her cheek full of his meat. "Uuuuhhh, yesss...Take it deeper...Take your lord's gift in all its glory, Selene!" He placed his hands on her head and pushed her down on his cock, motivating her to take his cock down to the base and into her throat.

 

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Selene's tongue slides back into her mouth, leaving behind a thin trail of her saliva as she suckles on his tip before she pulls back, and it pops out of her mouth. She licks her lips, her hand going back to sliding up and down his length as she answers his question, "I didn't stay with my kin very long after hatching, my lord. My skills come from the various partners I've had, each one showing me something new." Dipping her head, she slides her tongue along the underside of his length, paying special attention to the spot just beneath the head of his cock before she sucks him back into her mouth; a soft moan sounding in her chest and sending a vibration along his cock.

 

Through half-lidded eyes, she watches him as she pleasures him with her mouth, tongue, lips, hands; watched as he moans and shivers. A thrill of pleasure and pride move through the lamia's body as she watches and feels her Lord writhe beneath her as she slowly lowers herself further onto his length; her tongue flicking and stroking the spots she knows are sensitive. Her own body wriggles happily that she could awaken something inside Nazarick. A small noise of protest sounds from her chest as he pushes her down further on his cock, having wanted to take it slow, though she doesn't fight him as he does.

 

Her eyes close as his massive cock slides further into her mouth before the tip hits the back of her throat. With a soft groan she positions herself to take more, wanting to feel the whole length of his cock inside her tight, wet gullet. Selene's throat opens and spreads around the tip of his cock, her muscles contracting around it as she swallows before surging forward; her lips pressing around the base of his thick, meaty shaft. She swallows again... and again... and again. Her throat tightening around him each time she does, squeezing, massaging as she lets out a soft moan. She continues playing with his sensitive balls, willing him to cum as she begins moving her head up and down slightly, only moving up about an inch before moving back down; letting her throat muscles do most of the work for her.

 

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Nazarick could not believe it, yet he also couldn't deny the truth; Selene had bested him, the Prince of Pleasure, in his own art and now he was the one struggling to maintain himself. His hands clenched the sheets, his teeth bared with an intense grunt as Selene took his royal scepter even further than he could have imagined, trembling from the ecstasy as a trickle of drool escaped the corner of his mouth. As he had handled countless human women, he believed none could ever engulf his monster of a cock without gagging and quitting.

 

Yet, Selene seemed to only be emboldened the further he got inside her, and her tongue wrapped around his shaft even tighter. It was as if she was sucking on him with her throat; he had never experienced such skill and finesse, and his loud moans grew more exasperated. "Amazing! Hngh! No mortal has ever...got me this excited...AAAHHH!" He roared as his cock turned rigid, and sprayed his thick, salty cum in her mouth in bursts of passion.

 

By the end of it, Nazarick shook, his mouth open to draw in breaths, a wicked smile on his lips. "Not even Elora...Has ever done such a feat." He lifted himself up and hugged Selene, pressing his body against hers. His lips found hers in a kiss full of carnal, unbound instinct.

 

"Captain...No... My dear, precious Selene...Allow me to ravage your body, and fuck you with a vigor worthy of the gods themselves!"

 

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Selene continues her movements, using her tongue, lips, mouth, and throat to pleasure him; her fanged teeth scraping softly against the upper side of his cock as she moves her head up and down. With a soft moan of pleasure, she closes her eyes, her hands resting on his hips as she feels him tremble. Being half snake, its second nature to the lamia to be able to swallow anything without gagging, his massive, throbbing cock was no exception as she continues to work him over.

 

More moans escape her chest, vibrating along his length as she begins softly kneading the spots where his legs meet his torso. Her head moving up and down faster as she swallows and sucks harder, willing him to cum; wanting to taste him more. His heated words only make her move more before her golden eyes fly open and she feels him cum, his cock throbbing in her mouth before she pulls back, most of his hot, thick seed going down her throat before the rest explodes into her mouth and she moans lewdly; her tongue sliding over the very tip as she sucks hard, wanting every last drop. Her eyes open as she pulls back fully, his cock popping free of her mouth and the air hitting it coolly before her lips curl up in a satisfied smile, "Not even Elora, Nazarick?" She tilts her head, licking her lips.

 

She lets out a soft moan as he kisses her, her eyes fluttering closed as she wraps her arms around his neck. Letting out a soft whimper as he breaks the kiss before opening her eyes, "I didn't think I had a choice, Lord Nazarick." Her tongue flicks out to lick his lips as she grins. "What would you do if I said no?" Her cheeks flush darkly as she dares to suggest she would say no to him.

 

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"In that case, I would fuck you as well," Nazarick answered, straight to the point. "Only then I wouldn't care for your pleasure." With a mighty lift, he flipped the two of them over, with him over Selene's serpentine body. "But I doubt you would refuse at this point, would you Selene?" He suddenly kissed her lips again, followed by kissing her neck as his body rubbed against her, undulating as his cock grew in strength, rubbing against her snatch.

 

"Ohh, your slender body...I have to say, I prefer it above plain legs," Nazarick whispered to her ear as one hand reached back to caress the scales of her tail, until it returned to hold his cock. He then pushed it into her pussy, dragging against her caverns as it plunged deeper and deeper. "Ohhh yeahh, you're so wet and warm, Selene!" With both of his arms on her hips, he then began pushing in at a rhythmic rate, his own hips ascending and descending at an exciting pace. "Selene, I want to feel your tail around me!"

 

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Selene lets out a throaty laugh as he flips them over, resting her arms above her head as she arches her body a bit towards him, "You're right. I won't refuse you now, my Lord Nazarick." She moans against his lips softly, nibbling gently at his bottom lip before he moves to her neck, and she gasps softly; her body tensing beneath him. Pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth, she nibbles on it as her chest heaves as she becomes even more aroused from the feel of him atop her.

 

The flush across her cheeks deepens at his words as she continues nibbling on her lower lip, her body shifting beneath his slightly. Selene lets out a soft, gasping moan as he enters her, her walls immediately clamping down around his thick, hard cock as it spreads her widely, almost to the point of pain. She reaches up to grip his shoulders in her slim, strong fingers, kneading gently as he begins moving and she groans; her eyes closing as pleasure arcs through her body.

 

The tip of her tail slowly moves up to wrap first around his leg before moving up his back, her scales smooth and rough as it slides over his skin. She gasps softly, her body arching up against him as her fingers tighten on his shoulders, "More... Nazarick... I need more." She groans, her walls constricting around his thick cock as it slides in and out of her tight pussy; her juices making it easy for him to move within her. "Faster... Harder... ahhh." She opens her eyes to look at him before she slides her hand beneath his arms to wrap her own around him, her nails scraping against the skin of his back as the tip of her tail slides back down to flick against and fondle his balls.

 

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Nazarick's cock throbbed and emanated a strong warmth inside Selene as it sloshed in and out, making her feel every protruding vein against her soft insides. His breath stalled when he felt her tail tease his balls, her smooth scales causing a shiver that traveled deep to his core. He had to exert his breathing and draw them deep and hard as his mind became overcome with pure lust, something he had only experienced once before.

 

"Ohh, like this...You have...surpassed her..." Nazarick spoke with a moan, his body tensing up. With his thick cock lodged in her pussy, he moved his strong hands up to her chest, groping her large and full breasts with his palms as he kept pounding her, his hips continuing the relentless assault on her body, gradually picking up speed until he was hammering away like an animal in heat. "Yeahhh, take it, Selene! Let your body submit to my will!"

 

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A low groan sounds in her chest as she feels the heat from his cock deep inside her, the weight of his body pressing her into the bed. His powerful thrusts cause her breasts to bounce, drawing low groans and gasps of pleasure from her lips as she closes her eyes, sinking into the pleasure, the bliss of having him inside her. The very tip of her tail wraps around his balls, squeezing and massaging gently as her walls tighten around his massive length.

 

Selene's body jerks and writhes beneath him in pleasure, barely paying attention to his words as her nails dig into his back. "Oh yes, Lord Nazarick. More, more... Fuck me harder... Please... Ah!" She cries out as her pleasure skyrockets from his hands moving to her large, sensitive breasts; her nipples hardening once again. Arching beneath him, her nails scrap down his back, leaving behind long, red scratches from his shoulder blades to his lower back on either side of his spine. The lamia gasps and moans, her body wriggling as he pounds her hard and fast, her muscles clenching and releasing around his thick, meaty length as it rubs against her g-spot with every hard thrust. "Yesyesyes... Ah fuck!"

 

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Nazarick's thrusting accelerated, the demon lord baring his teeth as the ecstasy caused him to gradually lose control of himself and wholly indulge himself in Selene and her pussy milking his cock. He did not seem to feel any pain from the scratches in his back; on the contrary, he seemed to be invigorated by the stimulus and moaned out loud as he finally reached the tip of his peak, erupting like a volcano as his cock turned rigid like a diamond. He came in even harder bursts than before, flooding Selene's womb with smelly, sticky cum, filling her to the brim and causing it to spill out of her pussy.

 

He finally removed his cock, now turned flaccid and dripping white fluids as he fell next to Selene, panting hard, sweating profusely from his brow. "Haahh...Haahhh...That was...Sublime...Selene...You were...Like a wild beast...More ferocious than any woman I have ever been with..." His tongue was hanging out of his mouth close to Selene's lips, an arm gently wrapping itself around her waist. "Ohh, Selene...Do you still regret you had not eaten the ice cream?" He asked, with a lazy smile on his lips, holding her close as his legs entwined around her tail.

 

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Moans and gasps of pleasure burst from Selene's lips as his tempo increases, her walls rippling around his cock as he pounds her mercilessly. Her nails dig further into his back as she pushes her hips up, drawing small beads of blood as they slide down once more, along the same path they had taken earlier. "Ahh!" Her loud cry of pleasure echos around them as she clamps down around his cock, the warmth of his seed filling her and mixing with her own juices before spilling out; her body trembling violently from her orgasm, his having tipped her over the edge.

 

A soft whimper escapes her lips as he pulls out and her body jerks slightly before she lays there panting, her eyes closed and her body limp from the aftereffects of pleasure. Selene's lips curl up into a self-satisfied smile as she hears his words before she opens her eyes and turns her head to look at him; her golden eyes slowly returning to their normal color. Her red hair is plastered to her forehead, neck and back. She licks her lips, her breath coming out in soft pants as she leans forward and suckles his tongue into her mouth, wrapping her own around it before giving it a soft nip then releasing it. "Your words honor me, Lord Nazarick." Selene chuckles softly at his last question. "Of course, I do... As I said, poison is a very dirty trick, my lord." She twists in his arms to better look at him as her breathing slows too normal.

 

"Oh, my lord Nazarick, however will I get back to my sleeping quarters without everyone seeing how well you used me this night? After all, you tore all my clothes..." The lamia's lips curl up in a teasing smile as her tail slowly slides along his body, the tip wrapping around one thigh and her hands pressing softly against his chest.

 

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The demon lord chuckled at Selene's question, his hand resting over her breast, gently touching it. He loved the feeling of her smooth hands exploring his body, sure to find every hair on his bushy chest. "Hmm, maybe I would like everyone see my mark dripping down from your pussy?" Then, a little smile came to him. "Besides, you wouldn't need to leave if you were to become my new queen." As he waited for her to take in the startling revelation, Nazarick reached out on his nightstand and picked out two cups of blood red wine.

 

He offered one of the cups to Selene and sipped on his own, enjoying the riddle of guessing which intoxicated him more, the drink or the lamia's company. "You could still serve as captain of the guard if you wished so, only you wouldn't need to spend your nights among the unwashed masses and instead enjoy them with my company..." He then kissed her again, a bit of wine spilling between them. "And based on how your tail is wrapped tight around me, I think you'd agree to the idea~"

 

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 She gasps softly as his hand finds her breast, resting on the soft, sensitive mound as her own hands trail over the hair on his chest. "But I would be so embarrassed... Having everyone stare at me." Selene looks at him from beneath her long lashes for a moment before her eyes widen in shocked surprise. "Your... queen? What about Elora? Surely she wouldn't be okay with another taking her place." A flush slowly spreads across her pale cheeks as he leans over to pick up the cups of wine. "Besides, who would you trust to train your men?"

 

Taking the offered cup, she sips at the wine, looking at him over the rim of it before pulling it away from her full lips, "You know full well, my lord, that I don't sleep in the barracks with the men. It was part of my agreement in becoming the Captain of your Royal Guard." She smiles at him before sighing softly as he presses his lips to her own and her eyes flutter shut for a moment. She opens them again at his next words, the flush on her cheeks deepening in color as her tail tightens slightly around his thigh. Selene takes another sip of her wine before answering, "I don't agree or disagree, Lord Nazarick. I am concerned on how Elora would take it upon coming home, for I absolutely adore your wife and don't wish to do anything that will cause strife between me and her or you and her."

 

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"Indeed. Even lamias know of modesty, this much I do know," Nazarick spoke, his hand travelling up from her chest to her shoulder, and then to her cheek. "She has been gone for over a month now, I doubt she will return. And even if she did, she has shown such a lack of care for her duties that a new queen could be what the Underworld needs. Maybe she could be the one to train our men? But perhaps not in the traditional sense..."

 

Nazarick's lips then curved into a wicked smile. "That was a joke, obviously. But there is no law that says I couldn't have more than one wife. Elora has always expressed an interest in threesomes, and I know of the close bond you two share, so this would be wonderful for her as well. Just think about the possibilities..." As he said that, his other hand placed the cup back on the nightstand and traveled down to her pussy, carefully touching the very edge.

 

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Selene leans into his touch, her lips curving up into a soft smile before she takes another sip of her wine, draining her glass. "Indeed, though most lamias don't care to much whether they're seen naked or not. But she always comes back, Nazarick. We both know that." She raises a brow at him, her golden eyes shining with faint humor as she fights back a smile. "Lack of care for her duties, huh? How unfortunate. And as much as the men might enjoy being 'trained' by her, I think that might cause them to... neglect their duties." She chuckles softly. "Besides, I enjoy my work."

 

"A joke? Which part?" Her lip curls up into a smirk, amusement clear in her eyes before she raises her left brow at him. "Oh, you do? How interesting. I never thought you particularly cared how Elora spent her time. Now I'm curious as to why you bothered looking into our bond, as you called it." Selene leans over him to set her glass down on the nightstand, purposely letting her breasts press against his chest. She looks down at him with an excited smile, "Mmmm, so many possibilities. And with the two of you together, I wouldn't stand a chance." A soft gasp escapes her lips at his light touch, her tail tightening further around his thigh.

 

A sudden tentative knock at the door causes her to jump and jerk back from him, her golden eyes wide as she looks at the door then back at him, her heart pounding in her chest from the scare. She presses a hand to her chest, just above her heart as she lets out a startled breath, "Oh my lord."

 

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"Well, my interest in her activities is piqued if there is a possibility of me joining in them," Nazarick answered. "Especially if we add you to the equation, hmhm~" When Selene pushed herself against him, he brought an arm to her back, holding her close to him in a tender embrace. "I had no need to look into such things; Elora had told me you're a screamer, for one~"

 

The demon lord's fingers slowly slid closer to her pussy, but before they could reach, he was interrupted by the knocking on the door. "Who dares disturb me!" He shouted in anger and received a growling whimper on the other side of the door. "My Lord, an urgent message! Please don't punish me!" Nazarick sighed and released his hold on the lamia, standing up from the bed. "There should be spare bras in that drawer somewhat capable of containing your vast tracts of land, but the thongs might be too small for your...deliciously thick hips," he spoke and tied his robe around his body, barely covering his virile manhood. He gave Selene a chance to cover herself and opened the door. Like he expected, it was nothing but a lowly imp serving as a messenger. "Well then, out with it! What is this urgent message?"

 

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"I see." Selene chuckles softly, relaxing after the scare of a knock sounding on the door, her tail sliding away from his thigh as he stands up off the bed. "Well, we'll just have to hope Elora comes home soon then." She slides off the bed and moves to the drawer he indicated, looking through the bras, thongs, and loincloths to find something that would hold her large breasts and hide her sex from others. She finds a bra and cloth that match her previous clothing before pulling them on, the bra just a little too small and the cloth just barely hiding her sex, both made for a much smaller woman. The lamia turns as he opens the door, moving to stand just behind him as the imp recites the message.

 

"M-my lord... It's your wife. Queen Elora d-demands an audience with you." The Imp's eyes stray to Selene for a moment before returning to Nazarick. "Her words, not mine, my lord." The Imp trembles slightly, afraid that the wording of Elora's request would be his death. Once done with relaying the message, the imp leaves hastily. "Well, well... Elora's home. How... fortunate." Selene slides past him and out the door with a smile curling her lips up at the corners. Her belly scales scrap softly against the floor as she turns and bows slightly to him, her red hair once again cascading down her back, "You really shouldn't keep your fair wife waiting, my lord. Shall I accompany you or shall I take my leave?"

 

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Nazarick licked his lips at the choices Selene had made regarding her wardrobe; while he did prefer women to fully conceal themselves, he couldn't dismiss the sex appeal that tight, undersized clothes also had.

 

The overlord glared at the imp but let him leave with a flick of his hand as if he swatted an invisible fly. "So, Elora had decided to come earlier than usual...This could be problematic."

 

While Elora was an open person when it came to sexuality and one's bedding partners as she didn't mind his flings with mortal maidens, she did have a jealous streak to her when it came to straight up romance. When Selene offered to accompany him, he weighed his options, wondering if it was possible to keep a lover secret from the queen succubus.

 

Needless to say, he didn't take long to decide. "You shall accompany me, Selene my dear. It is for the best if Elora is immediately let known of our...newfound association." With that said, he put his pants and boots on, and held an arm out for Selene to hold onto before going to the throne hall to meet with Elora. "She will understand if we just explain to her."

 

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Selene watches him closely as he considers his options, her golden eyes betraying nothing, though her full lips stay curved up into a smile. Having had many... 'encounters' with the Queen, Selene didn't think Elora would mind what happened between herself and Nazarick, though trying to hide it from her was something the lamia couldn't ever do. So, she waits before her smile becomes more natural and she takes his arm, "As you wish, my lord." Her belly scales scrape softly against the stone floor as they make their way to the hall, a small fluttery sensation spreading in the lamia's belly. Selene's entire outfits shimmers and changes into one she believes is more suited to greet Elora in.

 

Elora had returned home to find her King absent from the throne hall, something that wasn't uncommon, though it vexed the succubus when she had to send someone to fetch him for her; especially so when almost everyone in the castle or surrounding grounds were asleep or otherwise engaged. Before having sent that imp to her husband, she had gone to her room to change and freshen up from her long journey. With a huff, she sits in the throne designated for her, just a step lower than Nazarick's own throne and slightly in front of it, impatiently wiggling her foot as she waits for him after crossing her right leg over her left. Elora tosses her long, silver hair over her pale shoulder, her red eyes glowing from irritation as she looks out over the empty hall in front of her. "Hmmm, must be finishing with the latest maiden." She looks down at herself, running one hand over the skirt of her dress, the front hem ending at her mid-thigh while the back hem ended right at her knees. The succubus that Nazarick had taken for his queen was famous for her looks, if not her temper as she sighs again, "He knows, by now, that I don't like to be kept waiting." Her voice is low and always carries a seductive tone to it, her wings fluttering slightly as her spade tipped tail sways.

 

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Nazarick approved of Selene's new look with a nod, and he gave a sly smile while his fingers played with the feathery ornaments on her hip. "You look beautiful in that dress," he said and retreated his touch as they were on their way. "The side cut emphasizes your tail quite nicely. Let's see if she will like it as well."

 

When Nazarick first laid his eyes on Elora he smiled widely at the sight of her, genuinely happy for her return, even if it wasn't at the most opportune time. He walked a few steps towards her from the great doors of the hall, Selene keeping most of her serpentine body behind him.

 

"Elora, my love! It's been far too long, haha!" He gave out a jovial laugh, trying to still the unease that built in the hall's atmosphere. "How was your trip? Did the emperor of Polyfonica agree to our offer of peace?" So far, he kept quiet about Selene, but when Elora's eyes caught to the lamia, he feigned surprise. "Well, isn't this a coincidence. You know Selene already, don't you Elora? So, it just so happens that I have also come to know the Captain of the Guard better as well. And you were right about her, haha!"

 

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A faint blush spreads across Selene's pale cheeks as he compliments her new outfit, "Well, I was going for something that would be pleasing to you both." She nibbles on her bottom lip as they make their way to the throne room; though it was, in fact, much larger than a room, the word came to her head much easier than hall for some reason. The lamia gives a small sigh as they enter the room, her tension evident in the sudden tensing of her muscles and though she absolutely loved Queen Elora, she was also smart enough to be scared of her famous temper. Once she sets her eyes on Elora's lovely form, her body tenses for a completely different reason as she remembers the different pleasures the succubus had introduced her to. Her breathing becomes elevated as Elora's crimson eyes settle on her for a moment before returning to her husband.

 

"Nazarick, my King." Elora unfolds herself from her throne, her eyes taking in everything from Selene's tense posture to Nazarick's play at surprise. "Of course, he did! Did you doubt my abilities, my love?" She walks towards them with a feline graze, hips swaying, wings fluttering, every move a move to seduce. The succubus stops in front of Selene, "Hello, Selene, my dear." Her lips curve up suddenly in a smile before she spreads her arms and the lamia, with a soft cry, pulls away from Nazarick to hug Elora. Her lower body coiling around the Queen's legs as her arms wrap around her just below her breasts, Selene's head resting on the voluptuous mounds of Elora's large breasts. "Ah... She is trembling, Nazarick." Elora turns her gaze to her husband, her eyes narrowed in a glare. "What have you done to her, Nazarick?" It is evident that the succubus cares deeply for the lamia, their bond stronger then Nazarick could have ever guessed. "And don't play the fool, Nazarick, Prince of Excess. You knew before you chose her of our bond, though I doubt you know her as well as I." Her voice cracks against Nazarick like a whip, displeasure clear in her tone as she holds Selene's trembling body. "Is she trembling because you seduced her into replacing me? Am I so easily replaceable?" Her voice raises in anger, one of the few beings of Nazarick's domain that isn't terrified of his anger or temper. "How dare you do this, Nazarick!"

 

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"No, I would never doubt you dear," Nazarick responded, with less confidence. "I knew I could trust in you." He watched as Elora and Selene exchanged greetings and words; a bit of his tension gone from how well they got along together. Maybe she would play nice.

 

Of course, knowing Elora, her sharp tongue once again emerged, her eyes meeting his with aggression. Nazarick sighed and scratched the back of his head. "Nothing major, honey. I was just tired of the plain and boring humans, and... Well, we fucked." The demon lord, while suave, dropped the news to her. "But that doesn't mean I want to replace you, Elora my love. I'm very aware of how close you are, so I thought about taking her as another wife. You would still be my number one, and we could spend more time together like this. Wouldn't that be a fun change of pace?" He asked, wanting to touch her but knowing she hated it when she was being moody.

 

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"Never doubted me? Trusted me?" Elora's voice drips with sarcasm as she focuses her glaring red eyes fully on her husband. "Then why not send one of the other succubi? One of them could have easily seduced that foolish king into accepting the terms of our peace... Since you obviously hold my talents in such high regard." The last sentence hangs between them as she practically growls the words at him, her right arm wrapped around Selene's waist in a possessive manner.

 

Selene continues to tremble slightly, her gaze averted from both Nazarick and Elora's... Both of them had brought her to new heights of pleasure... Both having given her new experiences. Before Nazarick, she had never responded so quickly to a lover's talents... Oh... Lord of Excess he truly was. Her tail contracts around Elora's legs as she remembers him making her give in so easily to passion. And Elora... A soft gasp escapes her lips as she remembers the first time the Queen had touched her... with a simple caress the Queen had made her cum... Just the barest of touches to her sensitive clit by her tongue. Could she choose between them? Never! She trembles, her body heightened in senses with both of them in the room, even as they fight... Butting heads... Why? It was clear that Elora cared for her... But did Nazarick truly care for her? She lifts her golden eyes slightly to look at him, her head remaining against the succubus's breasts as her chest heaves, her breathing elevated.

 

"You fucked?!" Elora's voice rises as she stares at him before turning her gaze on Selene, making the lamia shrink back, though she doesn't release her from her grip. The succubus's crimson gaze returns to Nazarick, fury shinning from them. "You just had to have her, didn't you?!" She finally pulls away from Selene, the lamia shrinking back from both of them as Elora advances on the Demon Lord, her anger evident on her beautiful face. "I told you about her and afterwards, once I was gone, you thought you could have her to yourself, is that it?" The succubus raises her hand and, before Nazarick or Selene could stop her, brings it forward. The slap reverberates through the throne hall, a red mark the shape of her hand appearing on his cheek. "If you think I will release the title of Queen so easily, you have another thing coming, Nazarick." She ignores the rest of what he wishes to tell her, to infuriated to listen to another word.

 

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"No, that is not-!" Nazarick tried to reason but then stopped, his eyes wide after he felt the slap. He slowly lifted his hand to touch the mark and whispered with barely contained fury: "If you're not willing to listen, then I won't try explaining. Excuse me." He then turned, and walked away from the hall, keeping his hands tightened into fists. He walked through the corridors and staircases, until he was at the top of the tallest tower; it was his private lair, where he occasionally retreated when he needed to think and scheme.

He opened a window and then roared with a great force; it sounded like a rumbling thunderstorm echoing far into the underworld, as he released his anger and wrath into the voice. He then sat at his seat, breathing heavily. "That damn bitch thinks she can slap me around like a fucking servant! If she wasn't my wife, I would have her rot in the dungeons! Hurgh..."

 

He looked at a floating black crystal and used it to spy on Selene and Elora. "Maybe Selene can explain it better."

 

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Elora lets out a disgusted tsk as he leaves, watching him with eyes glowing with fury though faint amusement shines beneath it as she fights back a smile. She tilts her head, listening to his fading steps, her hands resting on her ample hips as her wings flutter slightly and her pointed ears twitch. Once she can no longer hear his footsteps she turns to Selene, who watches her wearily, "Well... Perhaps I went a bit overboard with my reaction, hmmm?" The lamia's golden eyes widen before Elora bursts out laughing. "I... Elora, are you okay?" Selene moves over to her, concern on her face before the succubus finally looks at her again, wiping tears away from her eyes and gasping from having laughed so hard. "Oh, I'm fine dear. Did you have fun with Nazarick?"

 

"Wha-" Selene's confusion sends Elora into another fit of laughter before she sits down on the lower steps leading up to the thrones. She leans back to look up at her friend and lover, her hands on the step right behind her. "Sometimes I forget how good an actor I am..." Elora sighs softly as she gazes up at the ceiling. "I'm gonna have to go find him and apologize, cause all the gods and goddesses know that he won't come find me." The succubus lets out a small chuckle before returning her gaze to Selene, her lips curled up into a smile. "You really thought I was pissed, huh?"

 

The lamia nods slightly before letting out a deep sigh then jumping as she hears Nazarick's cry of rage. "Oh my... Hmmm... I guess I should go find him sooner rather than later." Elora stands and walks over to Selene, whispering something in her ear before walking out of the throne room, leaving the lamia blushing furiously though Selene doesn't leave the throne room. "Hmmm... Now where could I find him... I doubt he's in his bedchamber, that would be to easy and not private enough... Perhaps the dungeon?" Elora shakes her head, sending her silver hair flying around her head. "No..." She stops on a balcony that overlooks the courtyard, having moved to the second floor, her crimson gaze looking around. "Not my best idea, I think, trying to go and find him when I have no idea where he could be..." She sighs and leans against the railing of the balcony, her head in her right hand and her elbow on the banister.

 

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After he had vocally expressed his displeasure and sat down with his crystal, Nazarick managed to calm himself down, although he still held a scowl. "Hmm, I wonder what she's doing now..." He placed a spell on the crystal, and it shimmered, its surface showing what was happening in the throne room.

 

He was surprised to see that Elora was gone, and only Selene remained? What was that seductress doing? He searched around the castle with the magical spying device until he spotted her overlooking the courtyard; the very same spot where he himself laid eyes on Selene. "She's now alone...Time for me to exact 'revenge'..." he said, laughing ominously.

 

While Elora was looking outside, a portal of darkness opened silently behind her and suddenly she was grabbed by Nazarick; one arm gripped her neck, while the other was cupping her sizable chest. "Boo." Nazarick let out in his deep voice. "It's no use trying to resist me, honey~" he whispered in her ear and tightened his hold to cause her to gasp a little. "What I say is law in my kingdom and I will have a second wife! You can't deny me my harem. Or are you afraid that Selene is now my favorite? Jealousy ill suits you, my love."

 

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Selene, once Elora left, coiled her tail beneath her and laid back, nibbling on her lower lip as she stared up at the ceiling and thought about the confrontation between Elora and Nazarick. She had truly been uncomfortable. Then Elora's sudden change once he had left confused her. Though now she was comfortable and calm. Elora's parting comment had left her flushed and excited, no longer confused but amused. She wriggles slightly within the coils of her tail, hoping that Elora and Nazarick will make up and things with be fine.

 

Elora sighs softly as she looks out at the courtyard, still leaning against the banister as he appears behind her. She pushes herself away from the banister and straight into his arms as he wraps them around her. With a gasp she tries to pull away, one hand tugging at the arm around her neck, "Nazarick!" Her heart pounds in her chest as she gasps from his arm tightening around her throat and the tight hold he has on her chest. His breath against her skin sends a small shiver through her even as her eyes narrow from his words. "I resist you always, my love... It's never stopped you before." Her full lips curl up into a smirk as she pressed back against him, the slim long fingers of her right hand still wrapped around the arm around her slim throat. "Jealous? Of gorgeous Selene? Of course not." She lets out a soft, seductive laugh as she slides her right foot around his ankle, her wings pressing back against him as her tail wraps around his right thigh. With a swift motion, she brings her leg and tail forward, pulling his leg out from beneath him as her wings shove him back, making him tumble to the floor and his arms to slip away from her throat and chest.

 

She turns slowly to look down at him, silhouetted by the full red moon in the sky. Elora's wings twitch slightly on either side of her as her tail curls and sways behind her, "Oh my... Did I do that?" An evil grin curls her lips up at the corners, revealing pure white teeth and fanged canines. "Hmmm..." She tilts her head, her silver hair falling over her left shoulder. "You look good on your back..." Elora's crimson eyes glow as she moves to stand over him, one foot on either side of him before she kneels down then straddles his waist. The succubus leans forward, placing her hands on his chest, her body weight preventing him from rising as she looks into his eyes. "I'm not worried about you taking other wives, my king... Nor jealous... After all, I'm not here all the time but I had thought the human maidens you take would be enough... I was wrong." She trails soft fingers against the cheek she had slapped, the red mark still there but quite faded. "So, by all means, take your wives... But I'm your first and always will be."

 

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Nazarick listened to Elora's words and found them contradictory to what he had previously heard from her. "So, you lied..." Distracted by her confession, he was surprised by her clever counter to his grapple and fell like a sinned angel to the floor. "Hngh, what game are you playing with me, Elora? Do you think you can win?"

 

On the floor as he was, the demon lord got a look up her short skirt; as he expected, she still wore her black thong he gave as a gift to her. He made an attempt to lift himself up, only to be pressed down by Elora's weight. He tensed up a bit, but then calmed as he felt his loving wife's hands on him. He looked deep into her eyes. "So, I was right after all..." He closed his eyes and then gently held her by her shoulders and kissed her, playfully licking with his tongue. "They were enough at first, but eventually my every night was filled with thoughts of you in my bed and it drove me to seek more. I've missed you."

 

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"Yes... I lied... But I don't want to have to share you." Elora grins wickedly, suddenly pressing herself against him just the way she knew he liked. The succubus's ample breasts flattened against his chest as she rests her crotch against his, ever so slightly moving her shapely hips. "Of course, I think I'll win this little game, Nazarick... For its a game I love playing and have never failed at before." She chuckles seductively as her scent suddenly surrounds them, not faintly, like the way she would with a victim she needs to slowly seduce, but strongly, so strongly that it would be impossible for him to not react to it. She leans up, her breath warm against his skin and ruffling his hair slightly as she speaks, "Don't you remember my favorite game, my love? You used to love playing it... Trying to fight the need and want to take me as my scent surrounded you. Growing stronger and stronger." Elora lets out a soft sigh, closing her eyes.

 

The succubus slowly opens her eyes to look down at him, the red irises glowing brightly as she tilts her head, her silver hair falling around his face in a curtain. "Right? About what?" She lets out another sigh as she feels his hands on her before he claims her lips in a kiss, her own parting before she slides her tongue out and mixes her flavor with her scent. "Thoughts of me?" She trails her right hand down his chest and stomach before resting it against the bulge at his crotch. "You've missed me so much, have you? Deciding to take other lovers that weren't human... How many others have you had, my love? Besides Selene." Elora's fingers knead against him as she speaks, stroking softly, her breath soft against his lips.

 

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"That is one game...I won't mind losing..." Nazarick breathed out, his nose filling with the scent of her; he loved it as it made him feel alive, addicted to it like a drug. He shivered a bit in his legs when she wiggled on top of him, teasing him like she always does. "Ohh, you little devil~" He affectionately called her when she reached down to touch him; she felt how he hardened from her touch alone, poking against her stomach through his pants.

 

"Only Selene in the palace," he whispered to her ear and then began to lick it, dragging his tongue across her leaf and then bringing it down to her neck. His hands massaged her shoulders and slowly drifted down, until they found something far more pleasurable for Elora to enjoy, fondling and tugging in a needy manner. "But all I want right now.. Is you."

 

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A low moan vibrates her chest before passing her lips, "But I'll stop playing if you give in to easily... Understand?" Her fingers flutter against his length through his pants before they move up and tease the sensitive flesh right above the waistband of his pants. She smiles, teasingly tugging at the waistband of his pants as his licks cause pleasurable tingles to move through her body, "Cause half the fun is seeing how long you can last before giving in..." Elora pulls back far enough to claim his lips in a kiss, nibbling on his bottom lip softly as the tips of her fingers dip beneath the waistband of his pants, teasing. The succubus pulls back suddenly, black tendrils of her power bursting from the shadows to wrap around his wrists and ankles, holding him to the ground. She grins before standing up, a sudden breeze blowing her silver hair over her face, concealing her glowing eyes for a few heartbeats before the wind ceases and her hair drops to her shoulders. "Now... Shall we begin?" She licks her lips, still grinning as her cloths, with the exception of her thong, melt away from her body; leaving her bathed in the red moon light and nothing else.

 

"All you want right now is me, huh?" With a flick of her wrist, the tendrils lift him off the ground and hold him in front of her, his toes barely able to touch the ground. Elora's scent washes over him, stronger than before as she looks at him, her grin showing off her fanged canines. "I can live with that... For now." The succubus's voice has slowly grown silkier, seduction in every word as her tail curls and sways behind her, her wings stretching out before folding against her back. "Now, how about we get rid of your cloths, hmmm?" A slick, black whip appears in her right hand before she flicks her wrist and the tip smacks across the concrete at his feet. "Mmmm... Such a lovely sound... Though not nearly as nice as the sound of a whip hitting flesh." She tilts her head slightly, a wicked look in her glowing red eyes. "Wanna hear?"

 

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Nazarick smiled back, his eyes glazed with love for his queen. "But of course, my love. I always play to win, after all." He was surprised when the shadows bound him; Elora used the very same magic he himself used when teasing Selene. "You know I could break out of these...But I want to see what you have in store for me~"

 

His expectations were fulfilled, and he nodded in agreement, licking his lips at the sight of her juicy, bared breasts and tight thong hugging her pussy for a nice shot of camel-toe. "So, you have been missing me as well, my dear?" He asked as he was brought up to eye level with her, his arms bound to the sides as if in a crucifixion. It turned him on immensely. "Whip me, darling. Crack it on my flesh and grant me that titillating sting."

 

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The tip of her tongue slides out of her mouth as she watches him, licking her lips and leaving them glistening with saliva, "Oh? Could you?" Elora tilts her head, the amusement in her expression fading. "I'd love to see you try to escape my tendrils... After all, they're not like yours so it's not like you can gain control of them." She drags the tip of the handle of her whip against his chest, all teasing gone from her voice as the sticky tendrils tighten around his wrists and ankles. "Are you so full of hubris that you fail to see when you are bound completely? So helplessly..." She glances up at him, her eyes flashing dangerously before she takes a few steps away from him. "Of course, I've missed you, Nazarick... But I don't think I will use my whip on you... My lord." She begins wrapping up her whip, slowly, as she continues to watch him; the words 'My lord' dripping with sarcasm. "Since you can escape whenever you wish... I no longer see the appeal in whipping you... How tedious." The succubus sighs dramatically, looking wistfully at her whip as her pale, thin fingers caress it longingly.

 

"You always make everything about you..." She doesn't try to hide the whine in her voice as she looks at him like a petulant child. "Thinking you can get out of everything... That's the difference between you and anyone else... At least they don't constantly say they can escape or get the better of me..." Elora pouts, continuing to stroke her whip as she turns away from him. "Selene didn't do that to me... Even though I made it so that she could if she had wanted to..." She mumbles the words just loudly enough that he could hear her, her tail writhing irritably. He had always had a way of getting beneath her skin, even though this time he wouldn't be able to escape like he said he could.

 

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Nazarick's expression dropped to bemused and concerned for Elora. "Oh, baby..." He found himself whining as he was denied the cruel kiss of her whip. "Forgive me, Elora. My pride does get the best of me at times, and it has been a long time since I have been in a submissive situation; I have forgotten how much it means for you to be able to control me."

 

He closed his eyes and a red jewel slowly pushed its way out of his forehead, until it made a clink as it hit the floor. "There...I reduced the powers I possess, so now I lack the strength to overcome these bonds. So please, my love, use your whip. Grant to me the passion that lies in sweet pain."

 

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Elora bites her lower lip as she looks over her shoulder at him, "You used to love being submissive for me... Have I been gone for so long that you've forgotten?" She continues to pout as her red eyes glow, the red light of the full moon causing her pale skin to be red instead of white. The succubus watches him for a moment longer before looking away once again, "I don't think I can forgive you, my love... You've hurt me to much this time, I think." She nibbles on her lower lip as she caresses her whip, the corners of her lips lifting in a smile as she continues to give him her back.

 

The sound of the precious gem hitting the ground causes her to gasp before she spins around and catches it before it can hit the ground a second time. Standing up slowly, she moans softly, cupping the gem in her hands before looking at him, "Such a show of love... Thank you... Nazarick." With a wicked, evil grin she pops the gem into her mouth and swallows. Her eyes widen before she gasps and groans, doubling over and clutching her stomach as she absorbs his magic, "So... much... power..." Elora gasps again before panting, her hands slowly relaxing against her stomach before she slowly stands up straight, still grasping the whip in her right hand. "Thank you for that share of your power, my love, my lord... Nazarick." She smiles at him before moving close to give him a quick kiss, nibbling on his bottom lip once again. "I know you'll slowly get what you gave back... but thank you all the same."

 

She steps back, the whip sliding out of her hand until she's only holding the handle, "Now I will give you what you want." Elora jerks her right hand back, the tip of the whip hitting the ground behind her with a crack before she brings it forward. She grins and moans softly as the tip slices into his thigh, the sound sweeter than any other sound in the underworld as it parts the fabric of his pants and draws a thin line of blood. "Oh... Such a sweet sound." The succubus draws her hand back again, the tip of the whip flipping towards him once more as she flicks her wrist, parting his pants at the waistline, drawing blood along his hip; causing his pants to slide slightly down his legs. "Beg for more, Nazarick... Tell me how much you want the pain... The sound..." Panting, she bites her lip, causing the pink flesh to whiten as she watches his face.

 

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Nazarick grinned at the sight of Elora devouring his magical essence, elated by the strong reaction she had, and his pants turned tighter. "Elora..." He called to her, glad to have succeeded in convincing her to dominate him.

 

And then it began; the demon lord grunted as the whip cut into his body and drew his blood, but he had a wicked smile on his lips and soon they turned to moans as he let himself be lost in the masochistic desire.

 

"Whip my chest, Elora! My arms, my head, everywhere!" His pants soon slid off him, leaving him in his bulging underwear, seemingly begging for release.

 

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Her crimson gaze devours him, looking up then down. Elora's fangs bite into her bottom lip as she watches his pants slide down his legs, revealing his boxer clad hips and cock. "So... disappointing." She pouts as her gaze returns to his, the whip cracking against the cement of the balcony as she twitches her wrist back. "Is that all the begging you can manage, my love? Surely you can do more...?" The succubus tilts her head slightly as she watches the blood trickle down his legs. "My love... Nazarick... I'm sure you can beg better than that... Tell me what you want..." The whip moves forward once again, slashing against his chest, a thin line of blood forming before the tip comes to rest once again on the floor of the balcony.

 

Sick of waiting, Selene uncoils herself and moves in the direction that Elora had taken. Her scales make next to no sound as she slides over the floor of Nazarick's castle... Elora's castle as well. The lamia shakes her head and chides herself. After all... What is Nazarick's is also Elora's... She nibbles on her bottom lip, a flush forming on her cheeks. Since Nazarick claimed me... That would make me Elora's as well... Right? Even though I had interactions with Elora first... She sighs softly, looking down at the floor. I like them both... I don't think they would actually force me to do anything that I don't want to do... Well... Nazarick might, but not Elora... She's always been a kind lover... She looks up as she hears Nazarick's voice, pausing she tilts her head. Whip my chest? Arms? Head? Selena's eyes widen as she hears the word everywhere. Oh my... She stays where she is, contemplating if she should reveal herself or not...

 

Feeling the presence of Selene, Elora grins to reveal her fangs, "My lord... I do believe we are not alone... Perhaps you wish to stop?" The succubus tilts her head. "After all, I do know how you don't like it when anyone sees you submit to me."

 

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Nazarick breathed heavily, his arms and legs struggling against the binds as he anticipated the next strike but when it didn't come, he slouched in his crucified position. "You tease me so, my love. Please, Elora...Hurt me. Hurt me more, leave my skin scarred and my flesh flayed! Give unto me domination!"

 

The demon lord then also felt Selene's presence. He thought about it first but then decided on the solution to his problem. "Selene, we know you are there. No need to be shy; come and see how your lord is punished~"

 

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Selene jerks as she hears Elora and Nazarick's voices, "Oh... I wasn't meaning to eavesdrop..." She blushes as she slithers onto the balcony, fiddling with her fingers. Her gaze lands on Nazarick's crucified form and her eyes widen, "Oh my... Lord Nazarick... I didn't-" Her words are cut off as Elora grabs her around the waist and puts the whip in her hand. "Why don't you try it, my dear Selene? It's very satisfying..." Elora chuckles as she steps back, leaving Selene holding the whip. "Oh... I don't know, Lady Elora... I don't thi-" "Oh, he'll love it, trust me. And how many times will I have to tell you to call me Elora?" The succubus raises a brow, causing the lamia to blush ever brighter. "E-Elora..." Selene looks at Nazarick with wide, golden eyes, the slitted pupils wider than normal. "Uhm... Lord Nazarick..." She looks down at the whip in her hand, the tip sliding against the pavement of the balcony. "I don't..."

 

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Nazarick lifted his head up to Selene, with the same kind of wicked smile he had when he tongue-fucked her and made her cum. "Selene, whip me! That is my order as your lord! Punish me for my treachery and use of poison and grant me pain that begets pleasure."

 

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A shiver moves through the lamia's body at his smile, "Give him what he wants, dear one." Elora's soft whisper in her ear sends another shiver through Selene. "Or make him beg more... Your choice." The succubus chuckles as her crimson gaze focuses on Nazarick. "If I was you... I'd make him beg... There's nothing like a Lord begging for torture."

 

Selene bites her bottom lip, the tip of her fang biting into the soft flesh before she speaks, "Is that what you want, my lord? The w-whip against your flesh?" Her cheeks flare up a bright red... Never before had she dared to speak to her Lord or Lady this way. The lamia flicks her wrist, the way she had seen Elora do it, gasping softly as the tip of the whip cracks against the stones of the balcony. "Order? I'm not the one confined... Or wanting release with the use of physical pain..." Gaining confidence, she speaks more openly and with a wicked tone to her voice. "Beg more, my Lord... Tell me how much you want it." Elora's eyes widen as the lamia becomes more confident before she smiles silkily. "How interesting..."

 

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Nazarick starts to lose his temper once more when his will was defied, even in this state. But then, he remembered he promised to behave for Elora and took a deep breath to calm himself.

 

"Selene, please. I want this. Whip me...I beg of you."

 

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The lamia tilts her head, "You beg of me?" A wicked grin lifts the corners of Selene's lips. "Truly? You beg?" With a soft moan she brings the whip forward, a thin, shallow cut forming on his chest. "Beg more, my lord... I do enjoy it." She chuckles softly as her wrist twitches backwards, the tip of the whip cracking against the balcony.

 

Elora steps back, grinning, enjoying watching Selene use the whip against her husband. She crosses her arms over her ample chest and leans back against the banister, "My love... How does it feel to have to beg for more? Especially when it comes to an underling... Did you ever think that Selene would be in this position? Making you beg for more pain?" The succubus laughs softly, a smirk curling up the left side of her lips. "Mmmm, make him beg more, my dear Selene."

 

Following Elora's command, Selene doesn't bring the whip back against his flesh till he begs for more.

 

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"I did fancy that thought...More than a couple of times," Nazarick answered and grunted as the cord snapped against his chiseled features. "Yes, hurt me more! Damn, this pain makes me feel alive!" He waited for the next strike with desperate anticipation.

 

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"'More than a couple of times?' Meaning you thought about submitting to Selene... but not to me?" Elora glares at her husband, Nazarick, even as Selene quakes upon hearing Elora's tone. "Miss Elora... I didn't know..." The succubus turns to the lamia, gently laying her hand on the woman's shoulder. "Dear Selene, it's okay... It's not your fault... after all... Nazarick.... It's his fault." Elora returns her crimson gaze to her husband. "He should submit to his wife before all others... Even being a Prince, or Lord, of Hell..."

 

Elora steps back, leaving the handle of the whip in Sweet Selene's hand, "I will let you decide his punishment, Selene, my sister, my lover, my dear one." The succubus smiles at the lamia before Selene turns back to Nazarick. "Perhaps you should beg more, Nazarick." Selene's refusal of using the correct term for her Lord would make him realize that she is more his wife's pawn then his. Though she doesn't like to think of herself as anyone's pawn... She would rather follow Elora's command then the one who had taken her without permission. "Nazarick... You took me without asking... Knowing that I had a relationship with Elora before you even looked at me... So, tell me... Why did you choose me? Is it because Elora told you about me? Were you trying to make her jealous?" The tip of the whip cracks against the floor of the balcony as Selene twitches her wrist... Wanting... No! Needing to split his skin open once again... To see the blood trickle down his porcelain skin.

 

Though Selene admired... even loved her Master... her Lord... She wanted an answer. She wanted to know if he chose her because Elora had told him about her or if he had actually seen her and felt a stirring... a wanting... for her. "Please... Nazarick..." A single tear trickles its way down Selene's pale cheek, her entire being telling her that he only chose her because he knew that Elora had had fun with her, and he was jealous. "Tell me... Do you want me for me? Or because Elora and I had interactions first?"

 

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Nazarick scowled, his body now trembling as he breathed through his nose, his teeth grit. He now understood; this was not one of Elora's fun games but a trap she set to blame and accuse him. The very thought was close to setting him afire with rage.

 

But seeing Selene so sorrowful made him reconsider.

 

"The reason I chose you...It was because of your love to Elora. But I will make this clear; it was never my aim to turn her jealous. No... It was my loneliness. I sought love and true feelings. I wanted to know what drew her to you, what made your hearts ablaze for each other. Now I know and I'm all the happier for it." He sighed. "Believe me or not, that is the truth. I will beg no more, for I shall let my heart do so for me."

 

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Elora grins as she sees the effect Selene's words have on Nazarick, the realization that this wasn't a game so much as a way to make him admit to Selene why he had chosen her in the first place. The succubus moves behind her husband as her shadow tentacles tighten around his ankles and wrists, preventing him from moving in the least. "What do you think now, my husband?" Her breath is soft and warm against his neck as she wraps her arms around his chest. "Do you realize that Selene is mine now? Or do you still wish to try and make her your's?" A soft growl emanates from Elora's throat as she hears his words, her crimson gaze moving to Selene.

 

Selene's golden eyes widen as she hears Nazarick's words, her chest heaving slightly before she clenches her jaws and glares at him. "You used me... No matter what the reason was for, you used me..." Her arm jerks forward, the tip of the whip lashing out to once again draw blood across his chest. "'Now you know'? You are a liar, Nazarick! You did nothing but use me against Elora because she felt something for me... Though your wife loves you, she's always wanted others in her bed and because of that you grew jealous and cruel... Using her previous lovers against her time after time!" The whip cracks against his chest and stomach as Selene yells at him, her eyes clenched shut. "You didn't care for me! You're nothing but a liar! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Every time the lamia says it, she brings the whip forward, making sure to cause him immense physical pain.

 

Elora smirks, her crimson eyes glittering with malice as she watches Selene use the whip against Nazarick, drawing blood with every lash. Once Selene exhausted herself and fainted, Elora grabs the whip, slowly turning towards the beaten Nazarick, "Oh dear... I didn't know she would go so far..." The succubus lets her husband see the smirk on her face, not even trying to hide the fact that she knew this would happen.

 

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Nazarick felt like he was tortured, with the pain that was in him. But it was not the pain on his body, not even after his chest was scarred and bleeding a puddle of blood under him. He found immense pleasure in that, as was only appropriate for the Demon of Excess. No, it was the venomous words that Elora spat out, the seething contempt that Selene had for him. His two loves of his life were throwing him around like a marionette in a storm of emotions. "No, it's not-Blergh!" He vomited blood as Selene's whipping frenzy ruptured his insides, and he gurgled in ecstasy. She fell down, and his bloodshot eyes met Elora's. His body was now more bloodied than not, his frame shivering from the sensation. "Are you going to continue?" He asked and a disturbing smirk emerged.

 

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Elora gently moves Selene out of the way, easily moving the large lamia and making her curl up a few feet away from Nazarick before she returns to him just as he vomits up blood. A look of disgust crosses the succubus's face before she sighs and moves over to him, gently laying her hand on his bleeding, shredded chest and ignoring the pool of blood she's standing in. She closes her eyes and pushes with her mind, seeking out the damage that Selene had done inside his body, "Well, well... She's quite the fierce one, isn't she?" With her eyes still closed, she begins using some of her own power to heal his insides, knitting organs, muscles, and veins back together, though she doesn't do anything for his outer wounds, feeling he's deserved those.

 

After a few moments, she opens her glowing crimson eyes and takes a step back, crossing her arms beneath her large breasts. "Why did you let her do that, Nazarick? You could have stopped her at any time with your psychic abilities... even after surrendering some of your power." She sighs softly and shakes her head, uncrossing her arms before placing her hands on her hips, one still holding the whip. "Honestly, Nazarick." Elora blinks at him, answering his smirk with one of her own, "After all that, you still want more? She could have killed you with those lashes... She might have if she hadn't fainted."

 

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Nazarick's eyes were now bloodshot and his breathing was strained and forced. Despite this, he still carried his smile; a feat only capable of a sovereign of fiends.

 

"I know I could have but there was something at stake I'm willing to hurt myself for...Your love. If it requires that you cause pain to me like this every day, then I will endure it. Elora, let's put an end to our jealous feud and indulge in each other's company, just like the good old days."

 

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Elora just stares at him for a while after he finishes speaking before she laughs and shakes her head, "You think this was about me? It wasn't my love that was at stake here... It was her's," She points at Selene with the whip, though her eyes never leave Nazarick's face. "Respect for both of us that was at stake. You owed her answers and I wasn't going to stop her from getting them. And before you say anything," She skewers him with her crimson gaze. "You would have never been truly honest with her if she had asked you out-right instead of while she was whipping you." She sighs softly and looks over at Selene's still form, the lamia's chest rising and falling slowly but steadily. "I'm just hoping that she can forgive us both when she wakes up."

 

With a wave of her hand, the shadow tentacles holding him up release him and he falls to the ground. "You need rest, my love... As do I. We should continue when we are all well rested and thinking more clearly." The succubus walks over to Selene and raises her off the floor with a wave. "I'll take her to one of the guest rooms before retiring to my own room... Good night, my love." With those last words, she walks away into the castle, Selene floating along quietly behind her.

 

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"Elora..." Nazarick quietly spoke, before the bindings released him and he fell on the marble floor with a wet splat. For a while, he simply stayed there face-down. A passerby might have mistaken him for a corpse, as he was now in a pool of his own blood but he was very much alive.

 

And now he regretted how his lust for pain caused his heart to be pained.

 

For many days, the demon lord kept to himself, silently recovering; whether it was long hours in the bath or in his private tower, he needed time to fully accept the events that transpired. Whenever he met Elora or Selene, it was with a respectful nod and afterwards he would move on to his duties as ruler of the realm. Then one day, as he sat on the throne, he requested a messenger to call the two. He wanted to clear away the bad feelings between them.

 

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Elora leaves Selene in a guest bedroom halfway between her own quarters and Nazarick's, not wanting the lamia to feel the need to go to either of them if she doesn't want to. The succubus disappears into her own large, comfortable room, glad to be home but not sure how what had transpired tonight will affect her relationship with Nazarick or Selene. She strips out of her cloths and climbs into bed naked, having no problem falling asleep after going over what had happened one last time. She hadn't expected any of it to happen really... not so soon after she returned home that is.

 

The days that it takes Nazarick to recover from that night see Elora visiting past lovers and friends she hadn't seen since the last time she was home. Though she does sleep with a few of them, it does little to alleviate the growing arousal that seeing her husband almost everyday causes. She wants her husband. That is a simple fact, but she won't go to him until he summons her. She also wants Selene... Another fact and, though she sees her training in the courtyard with all the other soldiers every day, she keeps her distance.

 

Selene sighs softly as she watches her men train, she had thrown herself into training since the morning after that night. It had been days since that incident on the balcony and she was beginning to think that that was that. She hadn't meant to go so far that night... Even now, the images of Nazarick beaten and bloodied make her cringe. The lamia catches herself looking down at her hands, something she had been doing since that night, and quickly lifts her head to go back to watching her men. Ever since that night she had avoided going into the castle as much as possible, more from embarrassment than anything else, though she remained respectful whenever she saw Nazarick or Elora, bowing when they walk by.

 

A messenger walks up to Selene and whispers that she's been summoned to the throne room by Lord Nazarick. She nods once before relinquishing control of the training to her second and slithering into the castle. Her belly scales slide effortlessly over the cool stone as she heads towards the throne room, Elora falling into step with her as she passes a hall that heads towards the succubus's rooms. Neither of them say a word as they walk into the throne room together. Selene stops a few feet from the bottom step and bows politely to Nazarick as Elora quietly takes her seat in the throne two steps below his. The lamia slowly straightens, her golden eyes finding his as she clasps her hands behind her back and waits for him to speak.

 

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When the ladies arrived, Nazarick stood from his throne and took slow steps towards the two, his expression grim.

"Elora, Selene...I have taken a moment to reconsider what we discussed during our...private discussion. I'll make a formal apology for any feelings hurt by my actions or lack thereof. I want to mend the broken hearts between us and bring all three of us together in the name of love and kindness."

 

He stepped to Selene and carefully took her hand. "Selene, I know of how you love Elora more than you love me. But can you spare a spot to place me there as well? In return, I promise to give you both love and passion in equal measure. As proof of this...my gift to you." He knelt down and slipped a ring onto her finger; it was encrusted with a jewel the color of her eyes. "Will you marry me?"

 

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Elora remains seated in her throne as he descends to the floor, her right leg crossed over her left and her hands clasped in her lap. The tip of her tail sways slightly as it hangs off the side of her seat and her wings stretch before folding back against her back. One eyebrow raises as she looks from Nazarick's back to Selene's face, faint amusement on her face from Selene's own expression.

"Oh, Lord Nazarick! You don't have to apologize to me!" Selene lowers her gaze to the floor as she fiddles with the fingers of her right hand behind her back. "I understand why you did what you did and I truly don't fault you for that... I don't... really understand what came over me that night." She lets out a soft sigh before looking back up at him, her arms dropping to her sides. "I should apologize though... As head of your personal guard, I should know when to stop torture when it's gone to far. If I hadn't passed out that night, I fear I wouldn't have stopped. Therefore, I'm so sorry for hurting you and I do hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me."

 

Elora smiles softly as Selene's golden eyes look at her for a moment before returning back to his face as he begins talking once again.

 

A silence follows his question. The lamia's eyes widening along with the succubus's. "Well... Not what I was expecting, my love." Elora stands and walks down the stairs to stand behind her husband, placing her hand gently on his shoulders as she looks at Selene over the top of his head. Selene's eyes focus on her hand, which is still in Nazarick's, and the ring on her finger, stunned surprise on her face. "Well, Selene, do you have an answer for him?" Elora can't stop the smirk that lifts the left corner of her lips as Selene starts and looks up at her. "Oh... Ummm..." She swallows then smiles brightly. "Yes, I will marry you." Golden eyes focused on Nazarick, she lowers herself down to hug him, softly whispering in his right ear. "And I love you both equally, Nazarick, and that's with all my heart."

 

Dropping down to her own knees, Elora joins the hug, placing her head on his left shoulder, "Oh this is wonderful! I couldn't have hoped for a better... conclusion to what happened."

 

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Nazarick held his breath and anxiously waited for the response. He took a risky move, as she could have refused and forever rejected his feelings for her.

 

Though he felt uneasy, his wife's presence behind him helped assuage his fears and he calmly looked at Selene.

 

He couldn't have been happier to hear her proclamation of love to him.

 

He took both of his precious women in his arms and kept the hug as he struggled not to cry tears of joy; Devils may never cry, after all.

 

"This calls for...A grand feast of a wedding!"

 

The palace was decorated with wreaths of black roses and bat-winged hearts the following week and every demon, even the smaller ones, wore white shirts as they prepared. Guests from far corners of the Underworld came to attend the wedding, including Fafnir, the draconic demon lord of Greed, and Khorne, the bronze bull-headed demon lord of War and Wrath; the three lords, while varied in their interests, shared a strong bond over their shared passion for what they desired. Nazarick stepped into the throne room wearing a sharp suit of black, his smile pleasant as he waited at the altar constructed before the thrones.

 

The priest, who was a hooded lich, recited the unholy prayers in preparation for the coming of the bride.

 

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In the week that follows her acceptance of his proposal, Selene and Elora have their work cut out for them. Elora, once the three of them are done with their happy embrace, takes Selene to her chambers. She pulls out her own wedding attire and has the lamia try it on. "Hmmm... We're going to have to alter it slightly for your frame, but other then that, it looks gorgeous." Elora smiles at Selene, who returns her smile, before Elora calls for the seamstress. In the following week, the seamstress adjusts the gorgeous gown to fit Selene to a tee.

 

Elora stands by as Selene gets fitted, every once and a while leaving to find her husband. The one time she found him alone, she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugs him tightly, "I didn't ever think this is the direction that you would have taken... I'm happy with what you decided though."

 

Selene was present when the many lower demons decorated the castle for her wedding, her heart pounding in excitement. Only when she was "alone" with Elora for the last fitting of the gown did she actually speak to her, "Elora, are you okay with this?" Selene's golden eyes find Elora's crimson ones in the mirror as the demon seamstress makes the last few alterations of the gown before the wedding. "Of course, dear one. I wouldn't have given you my blessing other wise." Elora smiles at Selene, who was soon to become her sister wife, before giving a soft sigh. "Selene, my dear, my sweet... Both Nazarick and I love you, though each in our own way for sure, but the only way I would ever not want someone to join our marriage is if I didn't like the other guy or girl." Selene can't stop the smile that curls up the corners of her lips as the seamstress finishes the alterations and instructs her to take the gown off.

 

Since Selene's family is far away, and really wouldn't care less about her marriage, Elora is chosen to walk her down the aisle towards her husband at the alter on the day of her wedding. Soft exclamations of awe at the sight of her wedding attire can be heard from the female demons, mostly succubus', present as she slowly makes her way down the aisle. The train of her gown covers most of her tail, the gown a gorgeous shade of blue that accentuates her golden eyes and emerald green scales. Her hands grasp a bouquet of blue roses and forget-me-nots as a veil covers her face, though her pale skin and bright red hair stand out easily against the sapphire blue of her gown. She comes to a stop at the foot of the raised dais that the alter sits on, Elora slowly releasing her and taking her spot before Selene continues up to the alter on her own. She smiles at Nazarick from beneath her veil as she takes her position opposite him and waits for the ceremony to begin.

 

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Nazarick stood in place and admired the two as they stepped over the blood-red carpet; his present and future wifes were walking hand-in-hand and even smiled at each other. They truly loved each other, that he knew from their affectionate looks they shared with each other. The demonic sovereign held fast despite the beating in his chest when Selene slithered next to him; she looked divine in her wedding gown, beautiful as life itself. The lich began the ceremony and read from the Necronomicon for a couple of verses. Then, he asked for the wedding rings to be presented.

 

"Miss Selene, will you take Lord Nazarick as your husband, and bind your destiny to his for your mortal time?"

 

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'Mortal time?' A soft smirk lifts Selene's lips as she fights back a small giggle. 'I'm a lamia, my life is so much longer then any mortal's.' Though all she says is, "I do." Her golden eyes find Nazarick's face and gaze as she smiles, a glow lighting up her pale skin as her fingers tighten around the bottom of her bouquet.

 

Through the whole ceremony, Elora watches her husband and soon-to-be wife, waiting for the moment when she would take Nazarick's place. She and her husband had made plans for a moment like this in case it ever happened. First the other woman or man would marry him or her, then her or him, depending on what gender the other one entering their life would be. Though she had never thought that this would ever happen, she was ecstatic that is was Selene. To find one who is loved by both of us is indeed special. The succubus lets out a soft sigh before the lich continues, "Lord Nazarick, do you take Selene as your second wife, binding her to your destiny for your immortal life?" Elora waits for Nazarick's reply before standing slowly, knowing that her time to take his place was soon.

 

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Nazarick's heart felt like it skipped a beat when he heard Selene say her vows.

 

He took in a deep breath and with a carrying voice responded:

 

"I do." Only two syllables, but they were enough to cause his cheeks to blush.

 

He took a tiny box from his pocket and opened it to Selene; it contained a red ring that seemed to faintly shimmer.

 

After that, he bowed and stepped back to let Elora take his place; just as it was his and Selene's wedding, it would also be one between her and his first wife.

 

With the three bound together in unholy matrimony, it would be a trifecta of glory for demon-kind all over.

 

Nazarick waited for the two ladies to exchange vows and then stepped behind them for the final part of the ceremony. "You may now kiss your bride...All of you," the lich added, a bit bewildered by the arrangement. The newlywed Nazarick placed a hand over each of the two's shoulders and shed a tear; he couldn't take the emotional overload. "You two can kiss first. There's, um, dust in my eye."

 

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Elora's elation had never been higher, except for at her own wedding to Nazarick, as she faced Selene to take her as her wife, a warm, happy smile lifting the corners of her full lips. Once the lamia and succubus stated their own vows for each other, Elora produced a pendent on a chain long enough that the pendent would sit right between Selene's breasts. The stone seemed to match the ring Nazarick had given her, though instead of shimmering faintly, it glowed and pulsed softly. With a soft gasp, Selene looked down at the pendant as Elora clasped it about her neck, feeling the warm stone settle softly between her breasts as the pulsing began to match her heartbeat.

 

Selene looked up at them both, tears shinning in her eyes and her full lips turned up in an ecstatic grin, as the lich told them to kiss her. With a soft chuckle at Nazarick's words, Elora leaned in and kissed Selene passionately, her right arm wrapping around the lamia's slim waist to pull her closer as her left hand cupped Selene's right cheek. After a few moments, and more then a few cat calls from the guests, the lich coughed softly and the two broke apart; Selene blushing brightly and Elora smirking. The succubus stepped back to let her husband in to kiss their new bride, "Dust in your eye, huh, love?" She winks, a teasing note in her voice to let him know that she wasn't being mean.

 

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Nazarick produced a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face clean of tears that seemed to multiply by the minute, especially when he saw both of his wives locking their lips to each other.

 

"Haha, very funny, Elora," he replied back and hugged Selene, pushing his body tightly against hers. He looked deep into the lamia's eyes and then closed them as his mouth enveloped her lips, suckling on them with a great hunger. His tongue came out to play with hers as well, coiling around it; he wanted her to remember this kiss forever.

 

At the party, Nazarick sat to the right of Selene, who in turn had Elora sitting next to her; it was a wedding for them both, so it was only fair that they both could be next to her. The food served was otherworldly in it's quality; dragon meat roasted in a volcano, golden apples from the forbidden garden, and a cake that resembled a miniature tower more than a baked delicacy, with some of the cream floating around it like tiny clouds.

 

"Go on, enjoy yourselves, my loves. We shall celebrate until dawn!"

 

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Selene manages to get out a small smile and giggle at Nazarick and Elora's banter before her full lips are claimed by her husband and she melts in his arms. She closes her eyes and sighs softly as he deepens the kiss, her arms moving up to wrap around his neck. Elora watches with a happy smile upon her lips as the guests break out in applause, shouts of joy and congratulations. Neither woman would ever forget this day, for it was the happiest day of their lives; well, second happiest for Elora.

 

Happily sitting between her wife and husband, Selene never focused on one more then the other, giving them both her attention as the feast wore on. She found that she loved every bite of food she tried, her favorite being the roasted dragon meat that seemed to just melt in her mouth. All the guests came up to the head table where Selene, Elora, and Nazarick sat to congratulate them all, some even giving them gifts, as the night wore on. Close to dawn, Selene yawned before quickly covering her mouth, her golden eyes looking around to make sure no one saw. A faint blush spread across her cheeks as she makes eye contact with Elora, who had been watching her for a while with a faint, but happy, smile lifting up the corners of her lips. "Tired, love?" Selene nodded slightly. "A bit, but I don't want to seem rude to all our guests by leaving." Elora laughs softly before leaning over Selene to whisper to Nazarick. "Your wives are tired, love. Perhaps we should call it a night?"

 

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Nazarick shared many smiles and laughs with his guests, including Fafnir the Prince of Greed, who hailed from his Diamond Tower, and Bacchus the Prince of Gluttony, from Candyland.

 

They were like his brothers and shoulder to shoulder sang songs and cracked jokes. Of course, he also greeted other guests as well but they were less enthusiastic, like Khorne, the god of violence and war. "Hey, you keep doing what you love and I'll do these two," he joked, rubbing Selene's shoulder and pointing past her to Elora with his thumb. Khorne snorted a puff of fire from his monster snout and stomped away. "Geez, he could liven up a bit."

 

The party was starting to slow down as the night went on and Nazarick nodded to his wife's suggestion. "Everyone, thank you for attending this party. Now, me and my wives will retreat back to our chambers to kick off our honeymoon!" The crowd clapped and cheered in praise at that. "In honor of that, I announce an orgy to begin here! Please enjoy any company you may find to your heart's content. Oh, and to any loners out there, succubi and incubi are roaming around and fully willing. Thank you and have a good time!" The crowd turned wild and not even Fafnir and Bacchus seemed to object, as the two demon lords quickly snatched up their wives for some steamy action.

 

Nazarick stood there for a fleeting moment to make sure there were no problems with the orgy, then took Selene's hand followed by Elora's. "Come, my lovelies. Let's consummate our love~"

 

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Feeling Nazarick's hand on her shoulder, Selene looks over at him and the being he was talking to. Her body tenses slightly as she sees who he was talking to, locking gazes with the god before Khorne snorts and walks away, giving her a glare before he does. 'Why is HE here?' Though she thinks the question, she doesn't voice it, knowing that most lamias give their loyalty and libido, to the god of violence and war; taking it as an honor to bed such a god. She shakes her head slightly and gives a small sigh, 'He should just get over the fact that he lost me...' She smiles at Nazarick after his comment about Khorne livening up a bit, her left hand finding Elora's right and giving it a tiny squeeze, which the succubus returns.

 

Selene and Elora slowly stand up as Nazarick thanks the guests for attending, their hands intertwined. Selene blushes brightly as the guests clap and cheer, her head bowing slightly before her blush brightens as her Lord and husband announces an orgy was to take place after they left. Her golden eyes, going wide, spot many demons, Lords and otherwise, already beginning to turn wild before Nazarick finishes what he wanted to say. Though watching the other Lords of Hell snatching up their wives seems to turn her on even more... Perhaps she will have to ask her new husband and wife if she will be able to seek them out for some fun. With a wicked smile curling up the corners of her lips, she follows Elora and Nazarick out of the dinning hall, nibbling on her bottom lip in anticipation of the morning ahead.

 

Elora drops Selene's hand as Nazarick takes her free one, anticipation welling up inside her as they leave the hall, sounds of love making slowly fading as they make their way towards the prepared honeymoon suite. Half way there, the succubus can't help herself as she stops and claims Selene's lips in a passionate kiss, her hands gripping the lamia's hips tightly and pulling her close after her right hand releases Nazarick's left. Selene lets out a soft moan as her golden eyes close and she begins to sink into the kiss. How soft her wife's lips were... Her hands firm and needy against her hips... With another moan, the lamia presses herself against Elora's form, her own arms wrapping about the succubus's neck.

 

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Nazarick had to admit, he expected his darling wives to keep their hands to themselves until they reached the honeymoon suite but it seemed they were so impatient they wanted to start right there in the corridor.

 

"Oh, can't wait to get sensual with Selene, Elora?" While the succubus was hugging the lamia, Nazarick hugged her from behind. He kissed her and his hands slid around her, holding her plump thighs. "But I assure you patience leads to something far better my dear. Try to hold it in for just a little longer~"

 

Nazarick took both of their hands with his and they finally reached the suite.

 

Unlike his private chambers, the suite only had a bathroom and bedroom, but both of them were spectacular. The bathroom resembled a miniature version of the royal baths, with a shower, a basin of water able to fit three, and even a sauna. But the real star of the show was the gigantic heart-shaped bed, made of red satin, with countless soft pillows on and around them. There was also a cupboard titled "Toys" and even a bondage post, where one could shackle someone with fluffy cuffs. There was an imp inside holding a tray of drinks and chocolate, who seemed to be frightened. "Aahh! For you, my Lord and Lady-Ladies!" He set the tray on the cupboard and skittered away.

 

"Aaahhh...Now you may do as you please, Elora. And you too, Selene~" He spoke to them with a seductive voice.

 

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Elora breaks the kiss as she hears Nazarick, unable to stop the small chuckle that escapes her lips, "But where's the fun in waiting, my love? Its not like anyone would care if we did it right here in the hallway." She winks at her husband as Selene's cheeks flare up a bright red. "I don't think I'm there just yet... I prefer to keep my... sensual activities private." Elora gives Selene one last kiss with the corners of her lips curled up in an amused smile before Nazarick grabs their hands and leads them the rest of the way to the suite.

 

Upon reaching the room, Selene's eyes got wide and she covers her mouth with her right hand, "Oh my..." Elora just chuckles before pushing Nazarick down on the edge of the bed, completely ignoring the imp. "My loves, I have an idea... But Nazarick, you just sit back and relax." She winks at him before grabbing Selene and pulling her close, her lips nearly touching Selene's ear as she whispers to her. Selene's cheeks flare up a bright red once again as her eyes go wide before she nods slightly. "Wonderful." The succubus places a gentle, yet passionate, kiss on the lamia's full lips, slowly guiding her over to the bondage post. "Now remember, just relax and let it happen, dear one."

 

Slightly apprehensive, Selene lets Elora bind her to the post with her back against it and her arms above her head. "Ah, such a lovely picture, don't you think Nazarick?" The succubus steps back, her blood red eyes slowly fading to a dark pink as lust and love rise in her body as she looks at Selene. Stepping forward, Elora quickly and deftly removes the lamia's wedding clothing without ruining it. She gently lays the clothing down on the floor before moving back to Selene, "You are so gorgeous, Selene dear." Reaching up with both hands she gently cups the lamia's large breasts, pushing them up and together as her thumbs gently run over her nipples. Selene gasps softly, her body arching towards her wife as her nipples become taunt peaks and she closes her eyes. "Don't you agree, Nazarick?" Elora looks over her shoulder at their husband, hopefully still sitting on the edge of the bed and enjoying the show.

 

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Nazarick waggled his finger at Elora. "Tsk, tsk, it seems being twice wed has made you even more reckless than before, my love." He knew she would be able to enjoy herself anywhere, even in the dungeon; they spent one night there together for kicks. But with the increased number of participants in their lovemaking, he deemed it best to perform in a suitable, romantic location.

 

Nazarick pouted as he was pushed on the bed and watched the two from a sitting position, his arms leaning behind him. "Ah? I am left out once again? Well, it seems it can't be helped with you two~" He mused and licked his lips as Elora bound Selene to the post. He clapped his hands once, as if he was the audience for a sexy show, and winked.

 

"I want to paint the view on a canvas, hm hm." When Elora stripped the lamia, Nazarick's mouth opened in awe; seeing the long yet plump body of her's draped wiggling aroused him to no end. "Aaahh, she is magnificent! Nrghh, it pains me to be a mere spectator." Then the succubus fondled Selene, her jiggling tits bouncing from the touch, and the demon lord bit his lip, clutching the bed sheets. "Ahh, I can't take it anymore!" He pulled his shirt off, followed by his pants, and grasped his hard cock. "Now, how about you touch her more..." he suggested and began jerking off; his thick rod visibly pulsed between his fingers, longing for the both of them.

 

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"Now, now, my love. We are not leaving you out... I just thought that you would want a small show before having your fun with us." Elora winks at her husband before moving over to the cupboard marked 'Toys', pulling it open to reveal all sorts of dildos, whips, cuffs, blindfolds, gags, and so on. The lamia watches with wide eyes as her wife chooses a matching blindfold and ball gag. She turns back around and walks back over to Selene, now the only one still wearing clothing. Upon seeing Selene's look of apprehension she smiles and tilts her head slightly, "Now, Selene... You do trust me, don't you?" The lamia blinks a couple times, her gaze moving to Nazarick before going back to the succubus and she nods as she licks her lips. "Wonderful." Elora proceeds to blindfold and gag Selene.

 

"Hmmm," Elora's eyes widen as she grins and goes back to the cupboard, rummaging around inside it before returning with a headset hooked up to a small mp3-like device. "Sensory deprivation... Such fun." Selene gives a small muffled sound of protest, straining against the cuffs holding her to the post before Elora gently pats her head. "Don't worry, dear... You'll have fun, I promise." She fits the headset over Selene's head, making sure that the part going over her ears wouldn't be uncomfortable before she turns on the music and effectively makes Selene blind, deaf, and mute. "You know, my love," She walks over and sits down next to Nazarick, her crimson gaze focused on Selene's bound form. "I think leaving her there for a bit will heighten her sense of feeling... What do you think?"

 

Elora had chosen to ignore him jerking off when he had first started, but now she lays a gentle hand on his wrist and turns to him; pushing his hand away from his massive length. With a soft moan, she claims his lips in a deep, passionate kiss as her tail reaches around to replace his hand on his thick shaft, slowly moving up and down the length of it.

 

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Nazarick grinned mischievously at Elora's words and licked his lips. "That is usually the case. But you two are so damn sexy I find it difficult to stay still."

 

He then looked on as the succubus obtained some special equipment for them to use. "Speaking of eager, you didn't hesitate to play with some toys. How naughty of you~" He mused.

 

Nazarick's eyebrow lifted in suspicion as Elora blindfolded and gagged Selene and pouted as she shut off her hearing.

 

"Maybe, but I would have liked her to hear our lovemaking, too." He wrapped his arms around Elora and picked her up in his lap as she kissed him, her ass resting over his hard cock. He let out a moan at the sensation of it being tugged by her tail. "Nhh, you've been taking the lead but now I will call the shots." He lifted his arms up to her neckline and ripped her top off with a single pull, exposing her huge, jiggling tits in all their glory. He then cupped them with his palms, using circular motions and pinched her nipples hard. "You love it when I touch you like this, don't you?" He asked, reflecting her own question back at her.

 

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Selene, unable to handle at least not hearing anything, uses her upper arms to push the headphones forward off her head, them and the music player hitting the floor with a thud. She lets out a small sigh around the ball gag in her mouth as she hears Nazarick's question and blushes brightly, the red across her cheekbones standing out against her pale skin.

 

Though she had heard the thud from the music player and headphones hitting the ground, the suddenness of Nazarick lifting her into his lap makes Elora forget everything else. She lets out a soft moan as she feels the shaft of his cock press against her ass and she closes her eyes. "But you always call the shots..." Her voice comes out in a whine before she gasps and her eyes fly open as her top is ripped away. "Hey! I liked that top." She mock glares at him. A gasp is forced from her lips as he teases her sensitive nipples, her body arching towards him as her head falls back. "Oh yes... Don't stop, my love." Elora's body shifts and shudders in his lap and he would feel it the entire length of his cock as her tail tightens and it continues moving up and down his length.

 

Selene, hearing everything, blushes ever brighter as she squirms and tries to speak around the gag, though all they would be able to hear are mumbles. The sounds they are making, mixed with being unable to speak or see, has caused the lamia to get really, really aroused and she's not sure she'll be able to handle much more.

 

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