Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Preparing for the future – Wedding preparations
Asura looked stunned as he looked at his lovely wives. Mu Xue’s long blue hair shimmered with ice as she gazed at him affectionately with her narrowed, ice-blue eyes.

“My husband, I am glad you didn’t forget us little ladies.”

‘Ever since that forest dance, she has become both more affectionate and more assertive in expressing her love.’

As if to assert her presence, Xavida boldly pushed Mu Xue aside, her lovely purple eyes and the soft pink scales on her cheeks and chest glistening. The two of them now engaged in a vigorous competition, from cooking to seduction.

“Hmph, darling loves my breast scales the most! Hehe.”

Mu Xue’s arm instantly transformed into a long katana identical to the sword hyouka before slashing towards Xavida’s tail as if to chop it off. “He also loves lizard tail soup, so let me use yours. I am sure it will grow back!”

‘These girls are much more assertive and violent, but why does their friendship seem more real now? Instead of the fake smiles and acting like there are no problems.’

“Heh, he sure loves to eat this lizard at night. Shame, the ice devil just makes him cold and sick!”

“Xavida, you scaly beast! Hmph! Husband, say something.” Mu Xue asked for his opinion as her skin turned a silky blue and frosted over, ready to release her power.

“Um…” Asura slowly scratched his head. “Haha, sorry, I actually don’t know the perfect answer, but I’d like to eat both of you right now.”

“What?” The two women simultaneously asked as they stood frozen, staring at him in shock.

The two women’s reactions surprised Asura, so he clarified, “What I mean is that I would like to enjoy both the icy embrace of my ice devil wife and the passionate embrace of my little dragon bride.”

He used different terms for them so they wouldn’t bicker who was the best.

However, that’s when a whisper sounded in his ear, causing his spine to tingly and his body to shudder. “Then how about you enjoy the passionate embrace of a scarlet phoenix?”

Lorem’s hands wrapped around his chest while pulling up his tunic to reveal his abs, her obsession with muscle, something she developed recently after becoming infatuated with his changes and constant improvement. Her entire body pressed against his back, causing a dark desire to well up within his two hearts as his eyes flashed red.

He did not know when Lorem crept up behind him.

“Ahem, Lorem, you have orders to survey the completed repairs.” Lucia, in her black uniform, announced while opening the door and guiding the unhappy phoenix out.

“I hate these damn orders.” Lorem cursed before leaving as her bright-red eyes gazed at Asura hungrily. The next moment, she left with Lucia, causing the room temperature to drop.

“Fufu, the silly woman didn’t even notice.” A soft voice, Lucia’s voice, echoed as she stepped out of his shadow, wearing nothing but her revealing underwear.

The entire room became suffocatingly hot as the dark demoness hopped onto his back and nibbled at his ears.

“Lucia, didn’t you want to stay on guard?”

“Asura, darling. I sent one of my shadow clones, so why don’t we step into your shadow and have some fun?”

‘Oh man, Lorem is going to beat you later, darling.’

“Oh? Feeling feisty again?” He smiled mischievously. “Or perhaps you forgot who begged for mercy last night?”

Lucia blushed before responding. “O-of course not. I will win this time, though…”

Asura didn’t mind these slow moments of flirting with the women he loved, but since his victory over Romantica, he had become worried.

Their repairs of the city ended a few days ago while he spent the week training and feeding his lovely wives. The problem was those he hadn’t slept with yet and the fact that many troops had already headed south of the border and hadn’t returned.

‘It looks like we will be invading them after all. It feels dangerous to spend too much effort to the south.’

Unlike the other, Verana and Vela seemed to be the calmest when everyone came together, though the gaze of Verana seemed to have grown more intense over the past few days.

‘She is too good for me. I must make time to take her on a date that will have significance to us when I return to the capital.’

Asura knew he would return soon because the date on the letters wasn’t far off; it seemed the queen wanted to solidify the nobles and royal chamber before more conflict began.

‘I didn’t realise how intelligent the queen was.’

If Romantica fell into the hands of others, then Silvara wouldn’t escape the current three-front warfare. However, if Silvara attacked and conquered Romantica while having a royal wedding, the wedding would distract many kingdoms and rogue nobles.

‘There are going to be many wedding invitations in the future. I wonder how far she went.’ Asura simulated his thoughts while feeling Lucia teasing his arms before he met her eyes. “Lucia, if possible, can you try to find who’s attending the wedding and see if there is any reason they’re attending?”

“Eh? But that means I can’t stay here with you all the time!”

Asura wrapped his arm around her waist and squeezed her soft flesh. The feeling of her body always felt amazing and firm. “Then, if you do well, how about I reward you with something you desire?”

“Ah! Husband, I can’t wait!” Lucia hopped off his back and instantly left through the door.

He stood in silence, his smile almost cracking as he realised she played him once again, but somehow, Asura enjoyed this unique interaction with Lucia, a girl who should have been his childhood bride.

“It seems someone else has her hooks in you. Do you regret not choosing me as your first wife sooner?”

Verana’s smooth hand embraced him as she caressed his cheeks, her loving eyes focused on him before she leaned close and bit his neck.

“Oh, what are you doing?” Asura looked at the proud and beautiful woman in his arms, who had such an elegant appearance. Her long black hair with red tints framed her gorgeous face, giving her a sense of regality.

“Mmnph… so delicious… Mmmn!”

She pulled her fangs from his neck, a small dribble of blood sliding down her long pink tongue as she swallowed the last drops. “Breakfast, my love. I cannot stand not drinking your blood. It drives me crazy.”

“Tsk, such an evil vampire. Now my neck is all wet with your drool.” Asura pretended to be angry before Verana licked his neck again and rushed away with light steps, grabbing the empty plates from the table before winking at him one last time.****

The afternoon training ended after Asura finally got the girls to stop fighting.

However, he noticed Vela seemed to become extremely quiet. So, after dinner, he came to her room alone. Asura knocked twice while standing there impatiently waiting for a response. The door opened, and Vela smiled while bringing him inside.

“What’s wrong with you? You’ve been strangely quiet, and that’s not like you at all.”

Vela wore a soft wool jumper and thin pants while sitting on her bed, the scent of her flowery perfume becoming more clear.

“Hmmm.” Asura looked at her unusual change in mood.

Vela bit her lower lip and glared at him. “Ah, okay, I will tell you. I’m jealous. I’m jealous that the other girls are becoming much more intimate with you. I want that, too! Since you slept with me that one time, you treat me like a delicate doll, but I can take more. You can do anything with me! We are going to be wed in two weeks… Yet I feel like the other girls get to show their feelings more often and that you are just marrying me because you have to!”

“Vela… you’re quite the cute girl, aren’t you?”

“Huh?” Vela sat there in silence as she looked at the handsome Asura walking toward her.

He touched her soft cheeks and cupped her face while kissing her gently, their lips touching for a short while before she raised her hand to push him away.

Yet she couldn’t muster the strength; the moment their lips touched, she realised how stupid her words and jealousy were, his warmth, gentle touch and passionate love. How could she doubt them…

“I’m sorry, Vela. It’s been a busy time, and I hope things can return to normal soon so I can spend time with each of you more often alone. Instead of everything being together.”

“It’s fine… I should have known better, and I really like spending time with the other girls.” Vela didn’t feel alone at all and enjoyed being around them despite her jealousy. “It’s just, I want you… both gently holding me and pampering me like this and sexually… I have needs, too.”

Asura sighed after hearing Vela’s honest feelings. “Well, then, how about I satisfy these needs?”

He could only smirk at her surprised face, the sun still bright outside, as she seemed to want to say; however, his lips covered hers, entangling her tongue with his as if to capture the princess and make her his by force.

‘Don’t act surprised—you brought this upon yourself, and the girls are all busy, anyway.’

With those thoughts in mind, he laid Vela down and couldn’t help but enjoy the look of the shy princess, who sheepishly hid her face with her jumper. Her hands pulled up the same jumper to reveal her beautiful white lace bra.

His lips pressed against her soft pale skin, kissing along her muscular stomach, while his hand gently unclasped the hooks on her bra, the huge mounds swaying with a heavy flop, revealing her lovely pink nubs instantly standing at attention, begging for his mouth’s attention.

“Asura… don’t stare; it’s still bright. I’m embarrassed!” Vela flushed red, covering them with her hands, yet her breasts were so big that they threatened to spill out of her hands, and the man she loved stared at her enormous chest.

Asura felt a strange sense of excitement at her confession.

“What? Your boobs are so pretty; why are you embarrassed? Are they too big?” He teased her after pulling her hands aside to gaze at her large mounds of squishy flesh as he grasped them, squeezing and touching them while testing their weight and firmness.

“What a massive chest… for an erotic princess.”

“Don’t tease me so much. Ugh!” Vela suddenly moaned in pleasure as he pinched her nipples, his hot breath rolling across the sensitive bud as his moist tongue encircled the small protrusions of her areola while sucking her bud.

“Y-You’re making me feel strange!”

Vela’s hands gripped his chest desperately, trying to avoid releasing her groans of pleasure.

“I know you like this a lot.”

It seemed the knight would devour his princess, yet the princess didn’t put up any resistance and only pretended with open arms.