Book 2: Chapter 3

Of course, after I was done with Elysa, she was unfit for walking. As I throw on my clothing, she strokes her stomach with a silly grin. Unlike the mature and motherly Aura, Elysa has an innocent and immature nature, like a high school sweetheart who wants to have my baby without really understanding what that means. Well, whether she understands or not, she’d be having my baby soon.

I run out of the room once I finally put on my clothing. I'm not particularly rushed because none of the proximity alarms I set up in the mansion are triggered. No one has broken into the mansion and no one appears to be running around the mansion other than the girls. Furthermore, the room that turns out to be the source of the scream is Grimhildes.

As a Demonlord, I know that she can take a pounding. I’ve personally delivered several poundings myself. Other than her mild addiction to cum, she is a surprisingly strong-willed woman, and while she lacks the physical prowess of her father, she’s actually very strong magically. However, magicians can tell the strength of other magicians, and when she found my enormous magical strength she never even considered trying to defy me. However, I am an abnormal case, and she could probably take care of herself against anyone short of an S-ranked adventurer.

By the time I reach the door, I have been joined by Ariel and Millie, both are curious about the cause of the scream. I finally open the door and raise my eyebrows at the sight. Grimhilde is standing nearby in a red negligee shaped just how I like it. Well, I'm the one who bought it for her, so I bought something that erotically fit her body in exactly the way I like. However, she is standing up and her bed is on fire.

“My love,” Grimhilde’s eyes meet mine and she nods her head. “Someone was in my room. But when I moved to attack them, they disappeared.”

I scratch my head in confusion. No one had triggered any alarms, so by all accounts everything looks safe. However, as the household head, it wouldn’t be prudent to toss doubts on my harem. Likely, Grimhilde has just gotten wound up by the ghost stories and started seeing things. I don’t want to tell her that, but fortunately, as I glance around the room I see her being somewhat fidgety and come up with a way to change the conversation.

“What’s wrong?” I ask innocently as a cruel smile forms on my lips.

She is somewhat blushy and seems to be breathing hard. “N-n-nothing. That will be all. Just find out who’s in the house.”

“Ah, that reminds me, it’s been a while since you’ve had a taste?”

Grimhilde gulps, “Eh…. What do you mean? I-I-I’m fine…”

Mm… Insubordination, is it? It looks like Grimhilde is trying to use my recent distractions to kick the habit. Looks like she figures if she can avoid my cum long enough, she’ll stop craving it. I'm not afraid that she isn’t happy with me, but at the same time, she is stubborn and her pride as a Demonlord likely pushes her to try to rebel, even just a little. Of course, I find this mostly just cute, and so I magically slightly adjust the cravings a bit. I crank them up, of course. Her eyes start to turn feverish and she looks down at my crotch almost drooling.

“Ah, is my little Grimhilde thirsty?”

“Th-th-that…” She wants to say no, but the temptation is there.

I just had sex with Elysa, so the smell of sex is likely strong, and my dick is still at half-mast, an impressive size pressed against my pants. I have to magically redesign my pants so that it fits in there more comfortably. It’s a hard to resist sight for any thirsty girl.

“Well, I’ve finished with Elysa, so you can enjoy some leftovers, yes?”

“Ye-yes…” Grimhilde lowers her eyes in defeat, but the sparkle in my eyes only grow in response.

“Ah, but you see, you’re going to have to work hard.” I point out.

“Huh?”

“Well, you see, Millie is here too!”

“Me? What does Master mean? If she wants you…”

“Ah, but your wonderful master thinks competition is healthy.” I put my finger over Millie’s mouth before she ruins my fun. “And if Millie wins by drinking more than Grimhilde, then Master will reward Millie with a treasure.”

“Tr-tr-treasure!” Millie’s eyes widen in excitement, and like that her competitive nature is ignited.

Too easy… although in dragon terms, she was likely an underaged child… so it’s a bit like offering candy to a… I wasn't going to think about that. I'm human and this is human logic.

“Hero wants us to compete? I will work hard for a reward!” Ariel clinches her fist with a determined expression.

Grimhilde, on the other hand, is wearing a miserable look learning that not only has she fallen off the wagon, but now she must battle for her share. “My love is so cruel.”

“Mm.” I nod. “Love is cruel.”

“That’s not what I- “

“Millie will win master’s seed and treasure!” Millie interrupts her unable to wait any longer and falls to her knees, pulling down my pants.

Grimhilde lets out a scream of panic and jumps to her knees as well. “No! I need it! Stop, give it to me!”

Ariel has already thrown off her dress and clothing, abandoning all shame as she fondles and undresses the other two girls who were going down on me with all their efforts, giving me pleasant yuri action to watch as I sit back. It is already clear Ariel isn’t really interested in the competition, just having fun with everyone.

And thus, opens the curtain on the epic battle between the Demonlord and a red dragon. Spoilers. I win.