Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

Ciela's arms enveloped Asmodeus, dragging him off balance as she rested her cheeks on his chest. "I knew that father wouldn't hate me, but facing his harsh gaze..." she said with a shuddering breath and closed her eyes.

Asmodeus's hand reached up and stroked her back. Her body pressed against his was hot enough to scorch. "We're together. Everything's alright."

His hand slipped around her arm, and he traced it along her arm to find her fingers clenched into a fist. He pried them open with careful motions and then clutched her hand firmly.

She looked up at him, eyes glistening and cheeks red with her blush. "I'm sorry... even though I promise to be a better lover."

"No... it's never your fault Ciela. I wanted to make you happy and lost my way, forgetting about myself and my own desires, if I am not happy how could I make you happy?"

Ciela took a deep breath and squeezed his hand tighter, taking a moment to collect herself. "You've never lost me and never will... just hope that you never grow bored of me?"

Asmodeus shook his head, a gentle smile on his lips. "We're both overthinking this. How about we just agree to follow our hearts from now on?" he suggested.

Ciela nodded. Her other arm released him, and she wiped tears away from her eyes with the back of her wrist as she spoke, "I can be greedy, and selfish?" she asked hopefully.

"And horny too," he added with a chuckle.

"Master..."

Ciela and Asmodeus laughed at the same time.

Their bodies pressed tightly together as she blushed at his words.

Though they both understood their truth, dark elves were known for their high libido, but she avoided approaching him in that way because of her doubts and worries. "Are you really going to stay over?" Ciela asked after a minute; her voice was gentle, without the anxious tremor.

He smiled down at her upturned face. "If you'll have me."

"I... would love that." She sighed heavily and rested her head against his chest. "Thank you..." Her body relaxed as she leaned on him.

"Come on!" Asmodeus shifted towards the couch and pulled Ciela along by holding her hand. He sat down, dragging her across his legs while pulling off his boots and settling into place with one leg propped up. "I don't care if my clothes get wrinkled. Let's just have a good time together." With those words, he picked her up by the hips and twisted Ciela, setting her down on his lap, her chest resting against his.

Ciela hummed happily, relaxing in his embrace. "Thank you." Her hand struck his chest, and she traced, tracing the buttons on his shirt. When he didn't stop her, she looked up and found him watching her through his hooded eyes.

"I am the one who should thank you, such a beautiful elf, is hugging my tightly."

"Hehe... I was scared to suddenly become the Apostle of Aristella and a hero..." she whispered, closing her eyes. The darkness made it easier for her to confess her weaknesses to him.

He stroked her long hair, each caress feeling like the wings of butterflies kissing against her scalp. It gave her chills of delight, which ran down her spine like tiny ice droplets. "I'm here with you now. Tell me your worries."

"Well, I guess I'm just feeling a bit overwhelmed by everything that's happened. Being named a hero is one thing, but there have been so many changes all at once," she explained, swallowing nervously before continuing to speak quietly. "And what worries me most is losing the connection between us... That fear has grown, and it's like I'm being strangled..."

"I can understand you. I felt the same way before we defeated the pope and left the beast kingdom." He squeezed her gently before adding an affectionate tone. "But don't worry; I will always listen to your problems."

Ciela giggled and tightened her waist around him as if trying to merge them through sheer willpower alone. "Thank you!" Her voice sounded cheerful once more.

"No need to thank me! Anyway, do you have any ideas about our future? Where should we go next?"

She paused for a moment before responding, " Perhaps I will go help Mother... in secret." She then continued, "Father accepted me, but I can tell that woman uses a strange power, able to control his mind..."

"So you don't resent or blame him at all anymore?"

Her head bobbed up and down in response. "It's weird—I spent years dreaming up terrible things and thinking him a monster, only to find he is like Grigor's king... under a strange spell, and his true thoughts might not align with his actions. Yet I feared him so much, I couldn't confirm that until you brought me here today."

"It might be hard to forgive him, even if we save his mind. But I promise to be here to support you in that journey."

"Yeah..." Ciela gazed up at Asmodeus, studying his features carefully. He stared back at her, neither speaking nor moving away from each other until their faces slowly moved closer together.

They closed the distance between them until their lips met lightly before parting once again. A soft blush bloomed on her face, making her rosy-cheeked and happy instead of embarrassed.

Asmodeus took a deep breath and kissed Ciela's forehead tenderly while still clasping her hands in his own. "Are you sure?" he questioned hesitantly.

Her answer came quickly despite his hesitation: Yes! She nodded resolutely before reaching out with her hand to touch his face, pulling herself forward slightly as she did so until her body pressed against his. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, and she could sense every inch of his hard muscles beneath their clothes as they touched intimately once again...

"I held back for Erika... Yumiko, and the others. Yet, my body burns for your touch, your deep voice whispering my name into my ears."

"Ciela."

The sound of her name passing through Asmodeus' lips made her stomach twist into knots while goosebumps appeared along her arms as heat spread throughout her abdomen, leaving nothing behind but an intense ache inside her core, begging desperately for relief...

"It's been a while... please be gentle." A whisper, like a mouse.

The sound of her name passing through Asmodeus' lips made her stomach twist into knots while goosebumps appeared along her arms as heat spread throughout her abdomen, leaving nothing behind but an intense ache inside her core, begging desperately for relief... "It's been a while... please be gentle." A whisper, like a mouse.

He reached down, grasping the buttons on her dress and unfastening them, causing Ciela's cheeks to turn an adorable shade of pink. When all was undone, he pulled back on each side of her shoulder straps. Ciela raised herself and allowed him to slip her dress over her shoulders. "Such a beautiful body. I love your skin, Ciela."

Asmodeus traced his fingers across her collarbone reverently, enjoying how soft her skin was under his fingertips. His palms slid down, gliding across her breasts.

"Asmodeus... I can't hold it much longer." She whispered, lifting off the couch with his guidance.

"Neither can I," he whispered huskily, placing a hand firmly atop Ciela's hip bone as he slowly pushed himself deeper within her velvety folds, feeling her warmth surrounding him, pushing past her most sensitive barrier before finally seating himself entirely inside Ciela, where he held still momentarily.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The pressure built inside her womb from being filled so completely drove her wild with lustful desires and pleasures beyond anything she'd ever imagined possible - she needed this now more than ever before in life! "Move..." she moaned loudly as pleasure coursed throughout every inch of her body.

Asmodeus complied happily by rocking his pelvis rhythmically against hers while clinging to either side of Ciela's slim waistline, allowing no chance whatsoever that escape might occur during their intimate coupling; not even death could separate them now!

Ciela threw her head back, arching herself backwards against Asmodeus while holding tightly onto his muscular biceps, feeling euphoric bliss coursing wildly through every fibre in her being. "I'm so close... so close! Please... faster!"

Asmodeus chuckled darkly upon hearing these words coming forth from Ciela's lips - he would grant whatever requests she asked because nothing brought greater satisfaction than seeing such joy spread across those pretty features framed beautifully underneath long strands flowing freely downwards toward her slender figure below—

"You're beautiful." With these simple words spoken aloud softly beneath Asmodeus' breathless panting, Ciela trembled, her insides clamping tight as a wet sound echoed from his rapid hip movements, forcing the air from her lungs with each thrust of his cock.

Asmodeus entered into her depths, spreading her insides time after time again without mercy until she collapsed forward against him while crying aloud passionately: "Mmmn... mnnngh!!"

After catching her breath several moments later, she was spent lying motionless atop Asmodeus' chest, breathing heavily alongside him amidst silence filling Ciela's bedroom.

"Uhh.. sorry..." She lifted her gaze towards his and felt his member twitching inside her... a blush on her cheeks as she finished so quickly.

"Let me..." Ciela's hands spread apart, placing her palms on her chest; as she sat up, the slimy sensation from her pussy spreading against the tip of his cocker hips straight before lowering them onto his cock, to the base in one drop.

A wet popping sound rang out when their bodies met at full depth once more—but then stopped abruptly midway through penetration! Forcing Ciela down harder yet further until only the very root remained visible between thighs spread wide apart for access—a sight that elicited excited squeals from its viewer!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

With both legs wrapped snugly around Asmodeus' waist and both hands pressed on his chest, she began to flick and move her hips quickly, like a galloping horse.

"Ngh... hahh... ahh!!" Her breathing became heavy, and the hot sensation between her legs seemed unbearable. She threw herself backwards but couldn't reach any further.

"Ahhhhhhaaaa!!! So good... yes!!!" she cried aloud repeatedly whilst continuing to grind vigorously upon Asmodeus' throbbing rod, causing her love juices to flow down his shaft as she felt him swelling inside her.

"Ngh... you're going crazy on top of me here." A bead of sweat rolled from one side of Asmodeus' forehead into his hairline as he watched Ciela move frantically atop him while crying aloud passionately:

"Yes... it's because—ahhn!! Nngh, you are poking my womb and dragging that monster against my g-spot each time..." She moaned softly again before pressing forward once more while lifting her ass, before dropping and clenching tightly around his cock. "Hah... yes!"

"As much as you are loving this..."

Asmodeus gripped Ciela's soft buttocks firmly in his strong hands and spread them open wide, exposing Ciela's tight backdoor for all to see—and then pushed himself up so deeply within Ciela that she could no longer contain herself that she let out an ungodly cry.

"Oh, gods—yes—fuck meeeeeeee!" A shout of pure ecstasy rang throughout Ciela's bedroom, accompanied by some unintelligible screams mixed with high-pitched shrieks along with what sounded like wet squelches.

All were coming from Ciela's drenched slit—the dark elf bucked wildly atop his massive throbbing cock like a wild mare trying desperately hard not only to hold onto its rider but the hot fluid pouring into her, causing her eyes to widen in shock.

"Ahh... Oh... What do I do now? You're cumming inside me without any mercy!"

Her gaze grew misty-eyed once more as tears formed upon seeing herself being fucked mercilessly by this powerful beast who refused to stop thrusting deep within until finally pulling back again after shooting another load into Ciela's hungry gaping hole.

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Three hours later, after a pleasant break, Ciela was lying on her face while Asmodeus was on top of her. She once again enjoyed another load of his hot milk.

"This feels amazing." He sighed.

"It really is!" she exclaimed happily and purred as she lay against his body.

"Whoa!" She squealed in delight.

"Again?!"