Chapter 31: Light Sleep
Chapter 31: Light Sleep
It was truly a night of frenzy. The Sexual Communion, which had begun in the early evening, continued until midnight without a single moment of rest.
Nuns swarmed Jaejin, desperate to touch his body. While some pulled his hands to make him pleasure them, others pressed their breasts into his mouth or locked lips with him, all while his cock tirelessly explored their vaginas.
As soon as one received his ejaculation, another would immediately present her pussy. Their preferred position was doggy style; it minimized the contact area between Jaejin and the nun he was currently bedding, allowing the others more freedom to use his body.
Naturally, providing a fair share to all thirty women in a single night was an impossible task. Despite the coexistence of his Lust Crest and the power of the demon, thirty ejaculations were simply beyond his limit.
"Please refrain from using Heal. Ginger’s body is still unstable."
Rebecca, hugging Jaejin from behind, helped swing his hips toward the nun currently being taken in doggy style.
No one complained about her interference, even though her turn had long since passed. It was she who was practically moving Jaejin, who had long ago exhausted his stamina and could do little more than maintain an erection.
Jaejin had managed to thrust and ejaculate by his own strength for only the first eight women. After that, about four others had climbed on top of him in the cowgirl position to wring it out of him, but that had been closer to masturbation than sex.
"Then I suppose I’ll have to teach Ginger how to really move his hips from behind♡"
With her Lust Crest glowing, she was currently the only one capable of skillfully utilizing the abilities of both the Three-Eyed Tribe and the Lust Demons. She was the only solution to satisfying the remaining nuns by synchronizing with Jaejin’s movements.
As nuns began to reach climax one after another through Rebecca’s assistance in doggy style, no one questioned her actions anymore.
Watching two, then three women reach their peak and receive his semen through Rebecca’s aid, Jaejin suddenly felt like he was nothing more than a human dildo.
Stripped of even the slightest bit of free will, he became a mere tool for the nuns, repeating a cycle of getting hard and ejaculating, then getting hard and ejaculating again.
"But you’re happy, aren't you? Being treated like a tool, like a stud♡"
Exhausted and unable to even hold himself up, Jaejin panted as he leaned against Rebecca. She whispered quietly into his ear, having read his thoughts, and Jaejin could find no words to refute her.
It was exactly as she said. He felt a sense of joy in being demanded by others. Even if he was being used like a tool, the sensation of his cock inside a vagina felt good, and despite his physical exhaustion, dopamine flooded his system with every ejaculation.
Every time he spilled his seed, he saw the Lust Crests manifest on the nuns' lower abdomens as they grew stronger. It truly felt as though he were sowing seeds, satisfying a primal reproductive instinct.
Of course, a Lust Demon could decide whether or not to conceive, and since Jaejin’s cock was also regulating things on a subconscious level, there was no worry of them becoming pregnant.
After spilling his sperm into a few more waiting nuns, Jaejin finally collapsed, sinking to the floor in total exhaustion.
"I... I can't do any more... Let's finish tomorrow..."
"Are you tired? Well, you’ve spilled enough that an ordinary human male would have suffered death during intercourse."
For nearly half a day—four or five hours—he had done nothing but repeat the act of sex and ejaculation without any foreplay or endearment, resulting in eighteen rounds of thick semen.
Considering he had been excessively drained of his energy by the Lust Demon nuns hiding among the group like hidden traps, it could be said he had put up quite a fight.
After all, each of these women was a handpicked nun who had commanded at least dozens of men.
"Ahat♡ You’ve become quite the spoiled one."
Rebecca looked down at Jaejin, who had fallen asleep leaning against her shoulder. Her life had changed drastically since receiving the Lust Crest from him.
The lonely, alienated nun she once was no longer existed. It was entirely thanks to his power that she could now fulfill her role as a proper nun of the Demon God Cult.
He was someone who was fun to tease, but it was all an expression of affection. Now, she couldn't help but feel envious of Lena, who could stay by his side forever.
"It looks difficult to continue today, so shall we dismiss for now?"
Even the nuns whose turns hadn't come yet saw Jaejin’s condition and quietly withdrew, making sure to mark their priority for next time. One person entered through the crowd exiting the chapel.
"You worked hard too, Rebecca."
"Ah, Lady Lena. It was nothing. Ginger is the one who worked hard."
Lena, who had been watching from outside, took the sleeping Jaejin into her arms. She looked satisfied to see that Rebecca had already used magic to wash him, leaving his body clean and fresh.
As Rebecca watched Lena look at the sleeping Jaejin with such tender eyes, a question arose. Lena was the person closest to Jaejin here and acted as his guardian. Naturally, a certain doubt came to mind.
"Lady Lena, does it not make you uncomfortable to see Ginger sharing his body with others?"
"Uncomfortable... What exactly do you think would be uncomfortable?"
"Well, even for a Lust Demon, possessiveness is only natural, isn't it? If I were in your position... no, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand the anxiety of leaving such a desirable man in the hands of other Lust Demons."
To Rebecca’s eyes, the current Jaejin was such delicious prey that she was certain she could never find a better human male.
The urge to monopolize such a person was a Lust Demon's instinct, and letting him mingle with others felt like forgetting one's duty as a succubus.
"I certainly felt anxious when I first saw him with others, but today I became certain. I am the one who can make Jaejin feel better than anyone else."
"You’re quite confident. Even with so many nuns here?"
"Even if he has relations with thousands or tens of thousands as a Demon Lord Candidate, it doesn't matter as long as I am the only one he truly looks at. I will make sure the pleasure engraved in his body forces him to follow me."
That was confidence. It wasn't just confidence born from her abilities as a high-rank Lust Demon, but something more fundamental—the certainty that she was a superior female to all others.
It was a conviction based on her understanding of Jaejin as a man, knowing she could make him hers.
"No matter what woman he sleeps with, in the end, he will be a submissive man who comes to suckle at my breast... well, that might be a bit much. He is to be the Demon Lord, after all."
Lena gave a provocative smile as she held Jaejin. Her exquisite beauty, which added weight to her words, was truly a beauty that could ruin a nation.
Dressed in her black dress, she looked like a Holy Mother, while the naked, sleeping man looked like a Saint—a sight that inspired awe. The brown-haired nun knelt on the spot.
She felt she finally understood why the Demon God Cult worshipped the Demon Lord as a god. Those who possessed such martial prowess, power, charisma, character, and sex appeal had the power to bring others to their knees.
"This time, there will be two Demon Lords."
"Oh? Well, we won't know for sure until we see how things play out."
An ability that allowed others to grow infinitely beyond their limits, and a high-rank demon deeply connected to his heart. Names of formidable demons like the Jaun, the Snow Nobles, and the Demonic Dragons flashed through her mind, but could they ever compare to these two?
Even if they were to lose in a direct confrontation, no one could keep up with a blonde Lust Demon who grew infinitely stronger in a competition where killing was forbidden.
Perhaps an unprecedented bloodbath would occur just to keep these two in check. A civil war over the Blood Throne might break out because of the Lust Demons, who had previously stayed on the fringes.
"We will finish the competition without any killing. That is what the Council is for."
"Ahaha... I guess you read all my thoughts."
There would be no fight. To become the Demon Lord, one only needed to gain the support of the majority, excluding their own race.
"Well then, see you tomorrow, Rebecca. Please take good care of Jaejin."
It was almost as if she were saying Rebecca wasn't even a competitor, but Rebecca wasn't bold enough to burn with defiance after feeling that level of confidence and intimidation.
Lena carried Jaejin back to their quarters in a princess carry without much effort. Her slender arms boasted significant strength, contrary to their appearance.
Despite being from a race characterized by relative physical weakness, she had been strengthened several times by Jaejin’s semen, and her pure physical strength likely rivaled that of an Imperial Knight.
Having easily reached their room and opened the door, Lena asked the sleeping—or rather, the man pretending to sleep—Jaejin.
"Why don't you stop pretending to be asleep, Jaejin?"
"...Since when did you know?"
He thought he had hidden it well, but she seemed to have realized it quite early on.
"From the very beginning. The moment Rebecca handed you over, I felt your cock twitch."
The moment he had leaned against Lena’s body and inhaled a lungful of her scent, his sleeping body had reacted.
He had tried to breathe steadily and hide it so he wouldn't get an erection, but it seemed his efforts were in vain.
"It’s alright. You worked hard all day, so shall we rest well tonight?"
She entered the room first, pulled the straps on her chest to expose her breasts, sat on the bed, and opened her arms toward Jaejin.
Through their relationship so far, Jaejin knew exactly what that gesture meant.
It was a reward. He didn't know why, but Lena seemed to be in a very good mood.
The scene before him was a temptation he couldn't possibly refuse. The ultimate female form, capable of melting away his exhausted mind and body, was far too attractive to turn down.
"Now, what did we agree you'd call me when we're alone?"
Lena stroked Jaejin as he buried his face deep between her breasts to find healing. She intentionally asked at the moment he was feeling so much comfort that he couldn't pull away.
The title she wanted was one that should have ended inside the confessional. It was quite embarrassing to say it again now, but not so much that he would give up this comfort.
"Lena... Noona. I want to stay in Noona's arms longer..."
Hearing the answer she wanted, Lena looked delighted. She stroked Jaejin’s hair with one hand and pulled him close by the nape of his neck with the other.
"Shall our Jaejin go night-night in Noona's arms?"
A submissive man who looked only at Lena. Perhaps it had already become as she said. His dependence on Lena grew deeper with each passing day.
But he didn't care about such trivial things; her embrace was so warm and pleasant that Jaejin engraved her face into his memory through his slowly closing eyelids.
The blonde hair and red eyes looking down at him lovingly, and the pale pink lips pronouncing words beneath them.
"Goodnight. My cute and lovely baby♡"
With a soft kiss, Jaejin fell into a deep sleep.