Chapter 184 3: Changes



Raven sat in a large room with expensive, elegant decor and furniture. His body was wrapped in countless bandages as if he would die soon.

"This bed feels great... so comfy and soft." He commented, bouncing up and down as the injuries from fighting Andreas fully healed.

Despite noticing the woman hanging around the door, Raven didn't prioritise her and instead took out his phone, the usual 40+ messages from Zeon asking him what he was doing, did he eat, and when they would meet.

She was much more relaxed now, unable to cause trouble due to the eggs in her abdomen being fertilised, so she spent more time with the women as Philis and Stella made a strange club for the women who got pregnant.

All of them would sleep in the same wing of the mansion and support each other; it was rather amusing for him.

'At least she isn't threatening them with death, but now she writes such extreme things...'

After becoming pregnant, both Philis and Zeon were much more erotic and loved to flaunt themselves to him with pictures, lewd messages and honey traps when he visited.

The teamwork of a vampire, dragon and elf was not something a mere orc could resist, and only the thought of hurting his unborn children stopped him.

Sometimes...

He began tapping the dial pad on the screen, wanting to speak to Evelyn, who was too busy these days to meet him, which made him a little sad.

*Brrr**Brrr**Clack*

"Oh~ Raven! I was so lonely without your call!" Evelyn's milky voice sounded, but in the background was the loud shouting of Tor'Syl to "Crush its balls!" and the other girls all agreeing together.

"Me too, is the training going well? Did you manage to stop arguing with Armina and Zestria?"

"Eh~ well, she said sorry for shouting at me that time and now she's helping the girls learn how to take down perverts. So I guess?" Evelyn's soft voice, as if he could hear her curling her bangs around her finger with a pouting face.

"Good, they are very nice women and can help you get strong faster. You don't want them to get hurt. The world isn't safe, and soon..."

His voice stopped, noticing the orc creeping ever so slowly towards him with some towels, but her eyes were locked onto his current improper form with his body exposed.

Raven didn't care; this woman was someone he liked personally and as a warrior.

'It's a shame she's like that, Arachne, and a bit of a thirsty stalker, though.'

Nu'belia left the change of clothes and towel on his bed before looking to turn around and flee; however, Raven felt a little frisky today and grasped her wrist, still listening to Evelyn speaking about Zestria bragging about sex with him and other things.

While his hand pulled her onto the bed and stopped her from leaving.

"What are you doing, Lord!?" She whispered, trying not to be heard on the other side of the phone.

"I have a cramp in my thigh; massage me?" He said, covering the mouthpiece with a crafty smile as the female orc's face was bright red.

"Ah but Valeria is super nice! She helped so much with healing and meals... That woman is good!" Evelyn almost shouted, likely wanting Zestria to hear it, as the distant succubus began to shout with her "work voice," which was rough and gangster-like.

"Hahaha! Raven can hear your nasty voice! huhuhu~ he won't kiss a nasty woman who speaks like you ahhh, no! Don't fight... don't fight~ I surrender!"

Evelyn's words continued, yet his mind focused on the trembling hands and warm palms rubbing his thighs and the bandages.

"Your hands are cold." He spoke, causing her to jump as if electrocuted, "S-sorry... it's my first time..." before quickly apologising, as his hand lowered the phone, allowing Evelyn's voice to sound.

"Raven?"

"I'll be home in about three hours."

*Click*

At the end of the call, the orc's arms stretched behind his head, with a loud crack as he leaned back, "Ahh, that feels good, but use a bit more strength, Nu." her eyes avoided looking at his naked form, yet her hands kept massaging his legs, thighs, and the area below.

Her hands, though trembling, were full of care, and Raven was a little surprised that the once violent woman was now so gentle, even going so far as to look away to preserve his dignity, though it was a little funny.

"Hey."

"Y-yes!" The woman jumped as if she was caught stealing, yet her fingers still caressed his skin, causing his manhood to react as her eyes were fixed on it.

"You like me, right?"

"I, well... you..."

She stammered; her cheeks flushed red, and her body trembled as she sat on the bed.

"Don't you want me? To mate and breed you?" Raven's hand grabbed her hair, forcing her to look at him, while his other hand reached for her, forcing her to grab his cock, which was as thick as her forearm and as hard as iron.

"Nu, if you want me, tell me. I'm not going to ask twice." Like a dragon, he growled; his deep voice made her tremble.

She couldn't speak.

No, she was too afraid, as her experience fighting this man who beat her down without care for being a male or female caused her to shudder, both fear and arousal from his brutal figure mounting her as his fists rained down.

Nu'bella's face turned red as she realised the mere thoughts caused her to become wet, not wanting to be seen negatively by him, as she began to hate how shy she was.

"If you're just going to sit there, then you can get out," Raven's cold voice sounded, and his hand released her hair and wrist.

He was about to pull up his trousers when the orc, whose eyes were filled with tears and lips quivered, hugged his arm, stopping him from continuing.

"I... I want you... I like you, Raven."

She couldn't look him in the eye, yet he could hear the truth in her words, and her hands clasped together.

"You've grown soft." Raven smiled.

"Ah?!"

He picked up the orc, his muscles bulged, and her face became red as she could feel his hot breath against her lips and his cock poking her entrance, the tip pushing the wet cloth aside and touching her clit, making her legs tremble.

"Haha, this is your reward for changing; you are mine now, Nu." His low growl and the deep rumble of his chest caused her to feel faint.

Like a rabbit frantically running from a wolf's hunt, her chest was racing, thinking that he would ravish her and make her feel the same pain from that day, however... "Eh!?"

Nu'bella found herself lying on the soft bed, her dirty clothes from caring for him removed and covered with a soft, warm sheet that smelled of Raven's body. Her mind faltered as she took a long, deep breath of his scene with a blissful face.

"Don't worry; there is no need to rush. I don't like that kind of thing anymore. Let's get to know each other better, but for now, know I have claimed you as my lover." Raven whispered as he gently stroked her soft hair. "Get some rest; you cared for me all night, right?"

She didn't say anything, nodding as her eyes were tired, but her mind was clear. She felt a new warmth in her heart, and her desire for him grew.

"When we meet again, I'll have a surprise for you, Nu," Raven kissed her forehead before getting off the bed, taking a quick shower and changing his bandages, the scars from Andreas's blade were healed, and his body was at full health.

"You can stay here as if it's your place; don't worry about others. I left my number on the bedside table; anything is fine if you want to talk or send stupid messages. I am going now; take care, Nu." Raven whispered, giving her a last look at his figure.

He closed the door quietly, leaving the half-asleep orc woman alone as her eyes slowly shut.

"Thank you... Raven."

The words could be barely heard, yet his hearing was far superior, and a smile bloomed across his lips.

'That was close. I was going to lose control and fuck her.'

Raven had a strange feeling, as though his body had been cleansed, and the bloodlust, sexual hunger and desire to destroy things were gone. Now, he wanted to see people he knew and cared for; somehow, when he became a Dread Lord, he could control the lust from the gates of blissful domination.

Hence he was able to hold off from tasting Nu'bella.

'I need to get stronger... much, much stronger, and I know what to do.'

Raven walked through the castle and thought about how to renovate this place but would take a proper look in the future. Now he would meet Emily after work and take her for their usual date night.

The only thing in his mind was her face.

'I can't wait to see her...'

His feet moved swiftly, and his eyes scanned the hallways, seeing the undead maids and staff, who were quite pretty and nothing like zombies, cleaning and preparing the rooms and hallways for the night.

Raven felt strange like something was watching him and a familiar presence he couldn't recall.

"Hmm? That's odd..." but his phone began to ring, so he ignored it. The eyes were not aggressive; only the sound of skittering and sticky webbing dropping from above him as the gentle voice of his dryad wife sounded.

"Raven? Where are you?"

"Emily? I'm coming!"

'Why does this feel so similar?'

Raven could have sworn that he had experienced this exchange countless times, yet his chest still felt warm and began to throb.

"I miss you."

The words slipped out of his lips before he could stop himself.

"Ah~ Raven, I miss you more! Mwah~ hehe." Emily kissed the phone as she sounded happy.

Raven shook his head, 'That was a bit weird. I'm just being paranoid.'

So he ran faster, ignoring the sound of a massive spider's chitinous body landing behind him and a feminine yet terrifying voice that called his name.

"Come back to me, my beloved Raven!"

"Sorry, can't hear you. I'm busy~."

Raven's voice was cheery, and his steps were quick as he rushed through the corridors and past the staff, who were busy working, though some stared at him with a little jealousy.

"Ah, Young Lord, have a good night."

He had a date with Emily, and nothing would stop him! Even the world ending would not dare get in his way!