The Demon's Brand
Even amid the deafening noise scorching through my mind, my gaze remained fixed on the slender nape of the woman collapsed at my feet.
"Look, she pretends to be all noble and rejects you with her words, but her body already knows the answer~!" Asmodeus slithered over my shoulder like a snake and cackled right in my ear. Where her eyes led, between my legs, was already swollen and throbbing with heavy, searing heat. The [Lust Bloodline], remade by demonic power, had gone berserk on its own, reacting to the sweet, fleshy scent wafting from Elise and the swirling waves of mana churning inside her.
I furrowed my brow and reached out into empty air. In an instant, I snatched the soul of Asmodeus, who was blabbering on like a mouthpiece for my cowardly lust.
"...Shut up."
I crushed her form in my grip, crumpling it like tin foil. Before a scream could escape, her shape dissolved into a purple mist, forcibly silenced. But even with her muzzled, the scorching heat surging through my lower abdomen showed no signs of cooling.
I suppressed my ragged breaths and stared down at Elise. Caked in ash and grime, her skin still gleamed transparently white under the moonlight. Her lush red hair, once meticulously braided, had come undone in the chaos of her escape, spilling like silk over her voluptuous breasts and delicate shoulders. The curve of her exposed shoulder through the torn dress, the way her full breasts quivered with each sob—they radiated a lascivious allure designed to brutally ignite a man's conquering urges.
Tears soaked her long lashes, her cheeks flushed red, completing a beauty that was both noble and wretched—the tragic allure only a fallen noble lady could possess.
"You..." A groan escaped my lips like a stifled moan. Instinctively, I seized her chin and yanked it up.
"You said you wanted my protection. Then I need your mana."
I couldn't hold back any longer and yanked down my pants. In that moment, my symbol—remade by demonic authority—sprang free into the air, revealing its overwhelming, violent size.
"...!"
Elise's eyes widened in horror. Confronted with something she'd never seen before, something no human could possibly possess, her breath caught in her throat.
"What... what kind of power is... Ah, haaah!"
Panic-stricken, she scrambled backward. The sight of her trembling lips and terrified eyes stirred a faint remnant of humanity in my chest. Forcing myself on a woman this scared... maybe that's not right.
I looked down at her with cold, sunken eyes, then turned to vanish into the forest beyond.
"Forget it. I won't force you."
But before I could take a single step—
"N-No...! Don't go!"
With a desperate cry, Elise crawled across the ground and grabbed my leg. Then, she clutched my massive member—retreating as if to flee—with both hands in a frantic grip. Driven by the instinct that abandonment meant death, intoxicated by the overwhelming demonic aura I exuded, she dropped to her knees on her own. Trembling fingers wrapped around my symbol like it was a priceless treasure, and with resolve, she brought her moist lips to its tip.
The instant her quivering lips touched my scorching head, a jolt shot through my body, and my suppressed demonic instincts erupted.
"Ob...! Oooh...!"
Elise's eyes bulged in panic at the violent size her small mouth couldn't handle. But terrified I'd leave, she gripped it tight with her slender fingers and desperately extended her tongue.
Her flaming red hair tangled wildly around my lower abdomen. The sight of this noble lady kneeling on the cold forest floor, taking a beastly man's cock in her mouth and drooling, delivered a destructive sense of depravity like nothing else.
"Hah, yes... deeper."
I seized the back of her head roughly. The hot texture of her red hair wound between my fingers. As I thrust my hips forward slightly, the massive girth filled her throat, making her choke and tears stream down her face.
Yet even in agony, her body—addicted to the thick demonic energy I emitted—began greedily accepting me more and more.
That was the moment. A strange vibration stirred near my empty dantian. Her mucous membranes touching my flesh, through her clumsy service, had begun resonating with the mana dormant in her body and my authority.
"Ob... Hooook...!"
Her muffled moans grew faint and trembly. A faint glow enveloped her white skin, and that energy surged into my veins like a waterfall.
The [Lust Bloodline] I'd depleted fighting the mages pulsed back to bursting vitality.
"Kukuku, see that? Her mana turning into your blood and flesh!" Asmodeus had reappeared behind my shoulder, licking her lips with a fishy grin.
"Just wetting it with her mouth does this much. Imagine pumping your seed straight into that hot womb—your body would be dominated by demonic power beyond your wildest dreams."
I was already at my limit, with or without her prodding. Elise's ragged breaths, the clear saliva dripping from her lips, her unfocused eyes gazing up at me—they snapped my last thread of reason.
I shoved her shoulders, toppling her roughly onto the ground mid-service.
"Hahk...!"
Her white flesh peeked through the torn dress, the musky-sweet scent of her pussy stabbing my nose. But as my massive cock poised to plunge not into her mouth but her depths, she sensed the threat instinctively and pushed at my chest, shaking her head.
"W-Wait, my lord...! A-Ah, I'm not ready yet...!"
Desperate fear resurfaced in her eyes. But to me, with the [Lust Bloodline] rampaging, such feeble resistance fell on deaf ears. It only spurred the demon inside me further.
I seized her slender thighs like prey and wrenched them apart. Then, with merciless force, I drove my throbbing symbol into her most secret, deepest place.
"Aaaaaahhh—!!"
Elise's scream shattered the forest's silence. Her white belly bulged from the overwhelming girth she'd never taken before. The pride of the noble lady shattered pathetically in that single thrust.
In that moment of union, Elise in my eyes embodied "the beauty of a fallen noble" perfectly. The black ash smudged on her face and shoulders only accentuated her transparently white skin, strangely stirring protective instincts. Her full breasts heaved through the ripped dress with each rough breath, gleaming blindingly in the moonlight. Her eyes, blurred with terror and pleasure, exuded a lustful aura surpassing any whore's. Tangled red hair scattered like petals on the dirt floor, and her pained moans began corrupting into sweet, demonic cries under the influence.
With every movement of my hips, her noble body submitted to my power, unleashing the vast mana hidden within into me.
"Hah, hauk... M-Master... Aaaah!"
Forgetting all thought of escape, Elise clung to my neck, begging for deeper invasion. Sweat mixed with ash trickled down her collarbone, her tragic beauty endlessly fueling my conquest.
"Ah, aaak! Please... stop, stop...! Hic, I-I'm dying...!"
Unable to endure the mana storm and physical shock, she thrashed her head wildly, screaming. But I didn't stop. Instead, I hoisted her slender thighs over my shoulders and pounded her depths with beastly rhythm, mercilessly ravaging her.
Each powerful snap of my hips rolled her eyes back, her white belly bulging. Finally, the mana latent in her body collided with peak pleasure and exploded.
"Haaaaahhh...!!!!"
Her back arched like a bow, her whole body shuddering. In that instant, hot fluid gushed from her depths like a waterfall, soaking my lower abdomen. In her first explosive orgasm, Elise squirted wildly, nearly losing her mind.
But my desire was just beginning.
"Not yet. Give me all your mana."
I gripped her limp hips tight and drove even harder. Beyond her limits, she writhed in ecstasy, screaming as her tangled red hair whipped madly on the dirt.
"No, nooo! Ah, aaaht! Master, please... Aaaaahk!!"
Her screams morphed into animalistic moans. Each brutal knock at her womb's entrance sent brain-melting shocks through her, tongue lolling as she trembled incontinent.
At last, the [Lust Authority] boiling in my veins hit critical mass. I crushed her pelvis against mine and unleashed my hot seed without reserve into her deepest, most secret chamber.
Bluuuuurp...!!!
Like scorching asphalt searing flesh, a brilliant red glow flashed over her lower belly.
"Huuuk..!!!! Haaaaaaaang...!!!!!"
Elise's banshee wail shook the forest. The moment my seed hit her womb walls, that overwhelming demonic essence forcibly rewired her mana circuits, etching the mark of domination.
On her white skin rose the grotesque yet sensual Mark of Subjugation, symbolizing Asmodeus's authority, seared like a brand.
As the mark completed, Elise's body transformed into my living "mana battery." Her noble mana, flowing through her veins, was now purified via the brand and absorbed into me in real time.
Feeling explosive power course through my body, I gasped for breath. Cradled in my arms, Elise lay with unfocused eyes, panting, the vivid red sigil glowing on her lower belly. Without my permission, even breathing would now be a struggle—she had become my eternal flesh slave and loyal mana source.