Leonhardt closed his eyes, leaning against the headboard, his hand pressing Zafira's head down deeper, her throat tightened with a muffled, wet gag.

"Good..." He moaned as she pulled up, drool oozing down his shaft. Zafira took a deep breath before she plunged back down on him, her tongue swirling around the base of his rod. "Damn..."

Her mouth is like a pussy.

Leonhardt squeezed her hair tightly while thrusting upwards—he couldn't stop himself.

The pleasure when her throat tightened around his shaft overwhelmed him.

Her lips sealed shut over the glans on the way up, sucking harder with a slimy pop each time his member slipped free.

"Ngh... Gah..." She groaned and gagged as a thread of drool dripped to his crotch and pooled at the base. "D-Do you like it?" Zafira hummed, licking her swollen lips.

"Of course, it's the best." He grinned, touching her cheek. Zafira blushed before he pushed her down, her hot breath wrapping his head.

"Mnngh..."

Zafira let out muffled moans and gurgled with each thrust. Then, when he began to slide his hips faster, she felt him throb and twitch in her mouth, the precum sliding across her tongue with an addictive flavour.

I love her tongue wrapping around my glans

"S-Shit..." Leonhardt grunted as he came inside her throat.

The thick spray of semen splashed into her mouth, her eyes widened with a hum. "Gubuh!?" He filled her mouth instantly with the first shot, then the second and third spurt caused it to overflow.

Leonhardt gripped her head tightly and groaned as his balls emptied themselves inside her soft lips.

The thick cream bubbled from her lips and nose, dribbling down her face and chin.

"Phew..."

"Mnnn... Haaa... You came so much." Zafira sat up with her tongue hanging out, covered in white, then licked the corners of her mouth, sucking a string of sticky mess that clung to her chin.

***

The pair enjoyed a light breakfast, one being protein-based, the other from a sweet croissant with jam.

"Zafira, why did you not just ask me?"

"W-Well... I told you to wait, that I thought it wasn't right yet..."

Honestly, Leonhardt didn't quite feel ready to take her virginity. He knew that once he did, there was no going back—a succubus princess who had chosen an unwanted mate... such a dangerous and challenging future.

"So what happened?"

She looked up with narrow, gleaming eyes.

"Hehe, I just didn't want to see you sleep with Erina before me!"

"..."

Is it strange that I find this vulgar side cute?

He looked down to see the small heart tattoo on his chest, with small bat wings and a tail shaped like Zafira's. Then he peeked at the nude succubus sprawled on the bed, using her finger to squish the sticky white goo dripping from her forbidden nest.

"You've also got my marking... so there's no going back now, right?"

Zafira's cheeks puffed up with a pink hue as her entrance sucked the semen back inside, something bizarre to see.

"Ehehe~ well, since you've damaged the goods."

"Don't make such a devaluing statement, you're not goods."

Leonhardt touched his mouth and opened his eyes wide. He didn't usually become so protective, but the thought of someone insulting or talking down to this vulgar and erotic succubus currently scratching her buttocks infuriated him.

"Hmmm? Then what am I, lover boy?" Her low voice, similar to the one when he first met her, had an irresistible and nostalgic tone.

"You're my wife, right?" Always read at the source—MV@LEMP@YR.

"K-Kya!?"

Her body trembled at the words, and a pink mist oozed from her pores, making Leonhardt smirk.

"Yes! I will be the best wife in the world!"

He couldn't help but watch her foolish antics—the serious act she put on at first vanished the moment their bond grew. What delighted him was how she treated everyone else with such severe and cold treatment; this cute and lovely woman seemed to exist only for him.

"Zafira..."

"Yes honey~"

Leonhardt closed his eyes and touched his chest.

"Is this strange feeling, love?"

Many times his women asked if he loved them, and with the knowledge and advice from Ifrit and Dravanna, he answered yes, despite knowing the logical and academic definition. Leonhardt didn't have those feelings, at least he never experienced anything like this.

"Hmmm~ what feelings?"

He reached out, fingers touching the soft, silky hair that flowed over her exposed breasts.

"Just the thought of you makes my chest fuzzy, thinking about you makes it beat faster like an orc war drum..."

"Anything else?" Zafira rolled on her back, cycling her legs in the air, as if to show off her thick, meaty thighs.

Leonhardt watched her in silence, listening to her faint breaths and smiled. "I want to lock you away, so only I can see your how beautiful and adorable you are... just me."

Zafira's lips curled into a smile, "Hmmm." Then she raised herself from the bed and crawled along it, her tail dancing behind her with a thump.

His eyes locked on her plump buttocks that jiggled and bounced with each movement.

"So? Do you find me irresistable now?"

Zafira crept closer, body sliding across his legs, coming to his growing crotch. "Fufu~ it seems that you really are unable to hold back, so much for the tough dungeon master who didn't like me, huh?" She narrowed her eyes with a chuckle.

Leonhardt took in a sharp breath, "You're not allowed to look at other men now..." His eyes flashed as something primal stirred within him.

Zafira froze when she felt his hand grip her hair; "Ah... I'm going to get wet again, honey~ why would I look at other men?"

Her eyes looked up as she gripped the base of his manhood, and slapped it against her face, the bulbous glans squishing her nose, as his remaining precum dribbled onto her lips. "This woman is a one-man existence."

Zafira's tongue rolled along the bottom of his shaft like a snake.

"Are you going to fuck my throat again? Make it all slimy with your sticky sperm~" Her eyes glistened as she said this, the lustful words making his member throb. "But I warn you, Darling~ a succubi's love is INTENSE. Don't get scared when it becomes too much for you."

"Zafira..." Leonhardt grabbed the back of her head, his fingers tightening around her beautiful locks of hair, causing a soft gasp from her. Then he curled his lips into a malevolent grin. "Little succubus, don't forget I am a Majin. You are my meal."

"Kyaaa~"

A delighted squeal left the succubus as she rubbed against his manhood, the warm, stiff shaft squishing her cheeks as it smeared his scent along her face and neck.

"Mmmn..." Zafira moaned softly, rubbing him across her lips like lipstick. Then she opened them wide to take him deep.

***

An hour later...

Leonhardt limped off his bed with a satisfied smile, while Zafira lay face-first in the bed, her hips lifted in the air with handprints on her buttocks.

"Haa... I can't move anymore... Darling~ what's the plan today?"

"I need to find that hero and have him sign up to enter the dungeon, then we can head home.

Zafira couldn't move, so her tail moved as if speaking for her... it curled, waved and straightened as she spoke.

"You're going to let him explore your dungeon?"

"Well, why not? I'm curious as to why he's here, but I'm also interested in seeing how far he can get."

A moment of silence lingered...

Somehow it feels like I am talking to her ass.

The way her hips swayed to move her tail, his gaze became locked on the swollen pink petals now oozing his seed, a testament to the superior monster when it came to copulation.

"Are you going to kill him?" Her tail formed a question mark.

Snap!

Leonhardt and Zafira's bodies became clean instantly, his magic wiping out almost all the traces of their night of passion.

She lifted off the sheets with a pout.

But when she checked her body, Zafira's face brightened. "Hehe~ you didn't remove the marks you made on my body... what a perverted man."

Kiss marks, fingerprints, bruises, bite marks... all of it remained.

He huffed and lifted his leg, pressing it against her flower garden.

"Ack!?"

The moment he applied pressure, the succubus collapsed and her entire psyche crumbled in the place of sexual excitement.

"Who would have thought the succubus princess was a filthy masochist?"

"L-Lies... I protest!"

Leonhardt glared at her with a cold expression. "You sure?"

"Ahhh~ so handsome!" Her playful expression was part of the reason they ended up extending their checkout for five hours...

"Not this time, Zafira."

The moment he spoke, her atmosphere transformed, like everything was a play—her body vanished and reappeared wearing a simple black dress and tights, hugging him from behind with a faint smile.

"Hmmm~ okay, then shall we get to work, my dear husband?"

"That we should."