Time meandered among hell's blazing heat.
The midday suns beat down on the obelisk's peak, casting a bloody, intimate light through the openings of the peak chamber.
The air was thick with the musky scent of sex and volatile demonic power.
Adam moved over Lyra with a primal heat in his red gaze; his every thrust sending jolts of pain and pleasure through Lyra.
Her body, laid out on the thick furs, was slowly morphed into one of submission.
Her legs, once tense, were now locked around his back, her heels digging into his muscles, pulling him deeper with every drive, refusing to let go.
A soft, erotic moan was torn from her lips with his every movement.
The pain and soreness from her initiation was still a constant; low throbbing pain that reminded her of the brutal way she lost her virginity. Yet now it was utterly drowned by the tidal waves of pleasure he was sending to her core.
The intensity was addicting to her, even as her legs went numb and her mind blurred.
The evidence of her 'surrender' was everywhere; the pool of her climaxes beneath them, the drool that came from her open mouth, and the way that her hands and legs indulged themselves in feeling every inch of his perfectly muscular body.
Her soft, small hands caressed his back or braced herself on his strong arms. Her beautifully crafted legs showcased their flexibility as they rode up to his lower back, or hooked around his thighs.
Yet, the biggest proof of her desire was the way her inner muscles fluttered and clenched around him, milking his length with a greed that made it seem as if she were starving.
And she was.
Adam felt it, a feedback loop of ecstasy that made him groan into the nape of her neck. He could feel his control over his own essence tightening, his power growing more refined with every passing moment in her depths.
It transcended physical pleasure, directly subliming his soul with nutrient for his growth!
A pleasure that was physical, mental, and spiritual.
Adam felt he could do this single action for an eternity!
And he wasn't limited to just Lyra, although she was easily his favorite.
'Agri.' A clear thought surfaced amidst the passion.
He had used her, leveraged her lust to enrage Lyra. It was a brilliant tactic, but a tool needed maintenance to prevent rust... or rebellion.
With a deep thrust that made Lyra cry out, he pulled his lips from her neck. Then, without breaking his rhythm, he raised a hand. A tendril of demonic energy shot out, wrapping around Agri's wrist where she watched in jealousy from the side, and yanked her forward.
She stumbled onto the furs beside them, her feral yellow eyes wide with nervousness and confusion.
Although jealous, the image of an enraged Lyra had been imprinted in her mind.
With fear parting her lust, she was quickly able to conclude that she had been used to purposely anger and lure Lyra emotionally; she had been a tool.
Kneeling at their side, seeing her master fuck the deviless silly while his gaze was on her… she didn't know how to feel.
Thankfully for her, Adam quickly dispelled her doubts as he pulled her up and captured her mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue plunging inside as his hips never stilled against Lyra.
It was a taste of what she craved, a reward and a reminder of her place when her mind was lost. When he pulled back, his voice was a husky command.
"Apologize to your new mistress. For not understanding your place...."
She knew it was bullshit, because he was the one who had orchestrated the event.
Alas, Agri, dazed and happy that she hadn't been abandoned after being used, didn't hesitate. She turned her face to Lyra, her expression one of 'genuine, desperate remorse'.
"I am sorry, Mistress… my Queen," She said, the title spoken as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Lyra, her head swimming with pleasure, looked down at the demoness.
Their gazes met for a brief instance, yet Lyra was able to gain a fraction of clarity.
She had been emotionally tricked into nearing the barrier and getting captured. She was then emotionally swayed into accepting Adam while he was still violating her. Then she was promised revenge and then had her pride stoked as Adam spoiled her. Then finally, he used her emotions to want to truly accept him, and when she was struggling on the final barrier, she used Agri to agitate her emotions.
'He really did fuck me, didn't he?' A chuckle couldn't help but escape her moaning lips as she thought.
She couldn't understand how they could be so different, how he could be so far ahead already, even as they were both of similar age; with her being the older one!
Seeing Agri's nervous, yet somewhat lusty, expression, Lyra couldn't find the anger she had expressed not long ago. After all, they were both being manipulated with a particularly talented devil, but it was just that she knew it, while Agri and Blair were completely oblivious to his deeper contamination…
'In the end, my position is unchallengeable.' She thought, as that was all that really mattered to her at this point.
Weirdly enough, like an epiphany sprouting, a strange, languid sense of power and relaxation washed over her.
She reached out, her fingers surprisingly gentle as they caressed Agri's cheek, tracing the serrated black marks.
"It's not your fault, little pet," Lyra moaned, her voice pitching as Adam hit a particularly deep spot, "The fault... ah!... lies with this brute and his... his games… nnggg!"
As she spoke, she glanced down between their bodies.
Her eyes widened slightly.
The distinct bulge of his impressive length moving inside her, distorting the flat plane of her stomach with every powerful thrust.
This was the first time that she had taken notice to his immense size.
The visual was shockingly lewd; a blatant display of his possession that should have disgusted her or made her worry.
"Ohhh~mmmhmm~"
Instead, it made her clench around him tighter, a moan of helpless intoxication escaping her lips.
Agri felt hot seeing Lyra's body, her expression, feeling her soft and gentle hand tremble as it fell from caressing her face.
She was no longer in the danger zone with this new devil… so she could now focus on receiving her masters seed next!
Her body was like a cat in heat as she inched closer to the coupling duo.
At the side, seeing the dazed look on Blair's face as she watched from the other side, who had a mixture of envy and pathetic longing, Adam decided the scene needed its final player!
Another dark tendril snapped out, coiling around Blair's waist and dragging her, onto the furs on Lyra's other side.
Adam looked between the three beautiful, wanton creatures now splayed around him. Their beauty was enough to start wars, to make men kill for, yet they now knelt before him, no, under him.
To be part of his budding kingdom and harem, they would have to learn to not kill one another.
Seeing Blairs longing and Lyra's unfocused glance on her, a mischievous idea popped in his mind.
His red eyes locked on Blair's golden ones.
"This one," He announced to Lyra, his voice dripping with dark amusement, his thrusts never faltering, "Likes it in her ass."
"…"
The reactions were instantaneous.
Blair's face, initially flushed from lust, turned a deep, mortified crimson.
"I do not!" She hissed, but the protest was weak, undercut by the way her body shuddered and her eyes couldn't quite meet theirs.
The memory of his previous anal invasion, a punishment that had transformed into a shameful, secret pleasure, was a brand on her soul.
"Hmmm~Mmmhmm"
Lyra, meanwhile, let out a breathy sound of amusement that morphed into a gasp as Adam angled himself perfectly.
Her mercury eyes, hazy with pleasure, looked from Blair's flustered expression down to where Adam was so deeply joined with her. A spark of pure, debauched curiosity ignited within her.
The pain had been intense, but the pleasure... the pleasure was beyond anything she could have imagined.
She couldn't fathom as to why she had spent her past life without sex if it were this amazing!
Therefore, she didn't want to miss out anymore…
Between ragged breaths and helpless moans, lost in the rhythm of his pumps, the words slipped from Lyra's lips in a dazed, almost innocent mutter, "I wonder... mmph!... if it would feel this good... mhmm… in my butt too?"
Her hand subconsciously went to grab her plump ass cheek, pulling and feeling the tingling sensation as various hot and cold fluids trailed over her anus.
The desire growing now that it has been unearthed.
A dark, hungry, lust-filled chuckle rumbled in Adam's chest, the vibration traveling through where their bodies were joined as he leaned close into her. Her rock hard nipples scrapping against his chest as he pushed closer to her face. Her supple thigh and calf sliding up and down his lower back and thighs in an erotically slow pace.
His lips landed on her briefly before pulling away, his face an inch away as his words were a heat on her face.
"A tempting thought, my queen," He whispered, his pace now long and slow, "We'll explore that... next time!"
The reason for the delay was immediate.
The coil of tension in his own core, wound tight by her tightness, her unexpected words, and the sheer sexiness of her body, he could hold no longer.
"Rahhh~"
With a final, deep, grinding thrust that buried him to the hilt, he roared his release.
Heat flooded her as a seemingly endless torrent that spilled out around their connection, adding to the mess that already slicked her thighs and the furs beneath them.
The amount of times he had filled her today was unknown, lost to the many hours of constant sex.
Lyra had gone from a pristine virgin to a thoroughly used and claimed devil, her entire crotch a single, oversensitive, throbbing zone of pleasure and lingering ache.
"Mhmmm~"
She whimpered as he finally stilled, the aftershocks of her own climaxes still making her twitch.
The leathers were drenched in their passion.