Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 179

Chapter 179: Nostalgic Moments
After he returned, Asura spent a peaceful night. He forgot who entered his room during the late hours, sneaking a meal and enjoying a wild ride with a black dragon, but at least three came and left limping.

This allowed him to spend a calm and peaceful night without worries.

The fact he could sleep so close to all those who felt important to him allowed his mind to fade into the darkness. He didn’t worry or have nightmares; he dreamt all night. The dream faded too fast for him to remember, but it was gentle and calming.

‘When did I last awaken feeling this refreshed?’

Before he could focus, Vela’s soft body rolled over into his arms. Her soft, silky nightdress hung off her body, allowing the warmth and smooth feeling of her womanly body to add to the wonderful morning Asura enjoyed.

‘Vela looks cute sleeping too…’

Asura smiled at her lovely sleeping expression. Her features were divine and refined, with soft, squishy lips that she always kept moist. Even her eyelashes fluttered occasionally as she slept. ‘No…’

He could only lift his lips, smirking as the lovely princess seemed to sleep-talk.

“Mmm, Asura… Kiss me.”

‘This silly girl, it’s a good thing she’s cute.’

Asura slowly lifted his lips closer to hers. ‘Well, it wouldn’t hurt, right? And I doubt she would wake up if it’s this soft…’

A dull ache in his waist caused his movement to slow. His face brushed against hers, and he gave her a gentle peck.

However, his action didn’t end there because the fingers pinching his waist didn’t stop until he kissed her more passionately, sucking on her lower lip as he felt her eyes flutter against his cheek. “Vela?”

Her eyes opened as she stared into Asura’s, both gazes looking curious. They remained still until Vela’s lovely, cute laughter broke the silence, filling the room as her soft lips reached up to his. “Thanks for the morning kiss!”

“Huh? Wait…”

She flipped her body onto Asura’s, pushing her waist over his and forcing her hips to rub against his waist and lower body. Then she fled, grabbing her dress and change of clothes—the princess fled using wind magic while humming a lively song.

‘It seems she is happy…’

He thought she was angry at first, but less than five seconds after she left, a face peeked through the window, silvery pink hair and dragon scales across her cheeks as her wings fluttered behind her.

Xavida snuck to visit him in the morning. Asura lifted his body to the side of the bed and smiled as he greeted Xavida. “What do you want this early, Xavida?”

“Am I not allowed to see my husband after so long apart?”

“Then come!” He opened his arms, the quilt dropping to his waist, causing her face to brighten. Xavida used her sharp claws to slash away the window’s shutter as she entered his room like a gust of wind, her body lunging forward.

She flung onto his bed and into his arms, her fragrant hair and scales filling his senses. “Oh, did you take a bath this morning? You smell so good.”

Xavida blushed and giggled while nodding. “Nn, do you like it?”

“Yup, you smell wonderful.” Asura’s fingers stroked Xavida’s smooth hair while she remained in his arms. Her silky nightdress resembled Vela’s but was black, with more fur to keep her warm. It also seemed she wore a robe above it that she tossed on the floor upon entering his room.

“Xavida… Why did you visit so early?”

“Nothing. I thought someone else would beat me to it, so I wanted to see you.”

“Okay. So, what do you want to do?”

Her large pink eyes blinked repeatedly in confusion before she stuck her face against his neck and spoke softly, “I just want to stay here and sleep in your arms. Is that okay?”

“Sure…”

Xavida felt so natural and pleasant to hold. He rested his head on her fluffy, silky hair and sighed, satisfied while resting with her in his arms.

To be honest, the time on his clock showed 5 am, which meant he still had quite a lot of time to relax; because of his situation, he would be self-studying to catch up. Until they departed for the mission when called for.

‘Today will be interesting.’

His thoughts of the day ahead faded while Xavida’s soft breathing in his arms calmed him as he fell back asleep with her.

***

“Asura, wake up…”

A gentle and calm voice charmed his ears. The scent and feeling of her soft fingers and her sweet blueberry scent allowed him to understand who tried to wake him up.

He couldn’t resist stroking through her azure hair, the silky texture charming his fingertips as she stood beside him in her black maid outfit.

“It’s afternoon already?”

“Nn, it’s time for breakfast, and I wanted to see you… I’ve missed you so much.”

Her voice was oddly enchanting as she laughed like an enchantress and groped at Asura’s chest, making him chuckle and enjoy the situation as he yawned and stretched while sitting on his bed. “Breakfast sounds good.”

“So… will you come down with me?”

“Of course.”

Asura stood and casually slid on the top half of his robes while Mu Xue helped tie his belt, put on his slippers, and fix his bed hair with a gentle smile on her pink lips. Her fingers touched his ear and slipped down his neck and chest as she tidied his robe.

“You have become more irresistible, husband. I don’t think I can resist you if you don’t stop seducing me this way.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Mu Xue’s eyes glowed golden, like when she entered her devil state, causing Asura’s grin to grow wider. “Does my beautiful wife wish for something? Are you going to eat your husband? Should I try to resist or give up? Maybe it would be fun?”

“…”

Mu Xue’s fingers curled into Asura’s hair, the strength of her grip causing her sharp nails to scratch his scalp slightly. Her mouth moved closer. “I’ll be honest. I don’t know if I could bear to let you leave for class today if I let my desires control me, but maybe it would be worth the risk.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Asura loved his women’s individuality, especially Mu Xue, who stopped acting like a mere maid or someone below the other women. She now wore her ring with pride while acting how she wanted. It made him proud to see her change.

“I’ll stop with a kiss… for now.”

Mu Xue pressed her lips against Asura’s before pulling away with a smug grin.

Asura’s hand reached to his face and brushed the small smear of lipstick from the corner of his lip. He raised an eyebrow and grinned at her. “Being engaged to a temptress is both a blessing and a curse.”

“Should we go down?”

“If you continue this attitude, I won’t be able to control myself, so let’s go. Maybe you should come to my room tonight.”

“Oh… that sounds fun, but I might not walk with two nights in a row… you beast!”

Mu Xue chuckled at Asura’s amusing retort as they left the room together, her hand pulling on his.

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, the door opened, and the others entered and sat waiting at the table; all the women seemed fired up after yesterday. Lorem seemed to wear some makeup, causing Asura to stare at her in a daze while stumbling at the table.

‘She looks so beautiful. It’s so different from the past.’

“Lorem. You look beautiful.” He couldn’t help but tell her as she looked at him with a strangely calm and serene smile.

“Thanks for the compliment.” Lorem’s red hair swayed like wildfire, and her crimson eyes gleamed as she looked at Asura.

Asura then gave each woman a genuine compliment. Mu Xue wore a new hair clip while Xavida polished her scales, and Vela’s lip gloss was very attractive.

He spoke and greeted each one sincerely, making sure they felt appreciated. They had prepared to face him with a fresh attitude and had done so wonderfully.

Then the kitchen doors opened, and a sight that caused his heart to almost stop happened.

A tall and beautiful woman wore a maid outfit… her shapely body and sexy rump on display as she placed down the dishes for breakfast… Asura’s throat felt dry as he watched her raven hair swaying, her lovely red eyes teasingly gazing at him from the corners of her eyes.

“Is there something wrong, Master?”

“N-No.” Verana’s question caused Asura to stutter, her soft pink lips shimmering as they pressed together, gazing at him with narrowed eyes.

‘She has never acted like this before. Damn, what a temptress.’

She handed him a cup of freshly brewed tea, allowing him to enjoy the sweet scent.

Verana bent over in front of Asura, leaning down on the table.

Her actions were like a professional, as her deep cleavage caused him to feel his body heating, the soft, squishy marshmallows pressing against his arm as she carefully served his tea. Verana’s hot breath blew down his neck and into his ears as she chuckled.

“Fufu, do you find a Drakkur maid wife to be enticing, M-a-s-t-e-r?”

Her whispers caused him to tremble; it hit the mark…

A fetish he held for her in the past, a nostalgic memory when he once mentioned he liked maid outfits when they drank together for the first time. Asura felt enchanted as she teasingly patted his shoulder before walking away to serve the others, her hips swaying back and forth.

‘Stop that, you temptress. My body is becoming difficult to control.’ His heart screamed.

*****

Asura survived the appeal of his women during breakfast by the skin of his teeth. He felt shocked to see how outgoing Lorem and Verana had become since he last met them.

He escaped because today, he needed to meet with Sigurd and visit the academy library to catch up on what he had missed over the past month. He had agreed to these terms before leaving with the queen, and he couldn’t ignore them.

‘I wonder if it will feel the same studying without Verana.’

The meeting with Sigurd would come after lunch, so he rushed to the library. He chose Library Four, where he met Verana for the first time.

The old walls, made with classic bricks and the nostalgic scent of old books mixed with the pipe of the bookkeeper at the front who spends most days sleeping.

“This place hasn’t changed…” He whispered while looking at the two-person desk in the back, hidden by several bookshelves in a dusty yet serene location…

“Mmmm, it hasn’t. Has it?” Verana’s voice sounded from his right before her warm hand wrapped around his. “Let’s sit there… for old times’ sake?”

“I’d love to, Verana.”