With the mother incapacitated for the moment, Alros turned his attention to the daughters. While they possess some experience, which was unsurprisingly accumulated after living in the Realm of Lust for years now, they still a little rough in the edges.
However, Alros did not mind such thing. He can always teach them the art of pleasure by hand.
His red eyes turned to each of them, before stopping at the oldest one. Daughter of Rumella, she inherited her mother blonde hair, having the same pale shade.
With an eager smile, the Demon Lord pulled her close, ready to ravage the young and beautiful woman.
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Ruthell feel the stare of the Demon Lord, seemingly piercing through her and looking directly into her soul.
Her body tremble, not out of fear, but of desire. Her legs subconsciously spread itself, her breath taking a hike as she almost panted from a mere gaze.
Something she hoped was not noticed.
