Chapter 110: You Little Succubus*

Fredrinn let out a soft sigh, meeting the intense crimson gaze searching his face.

Explaining the system was easy enough, but navigating the volatile possessiveness of a demon wife while trying to build a harem was walking a razor-thin line.

"That’s because I get the rewards all of you get from your systems, Rose," Fredrinn said patiently, his tone calm and steady. "And I can only give these systems to girls. To maximize my growth and survive what’s coming, I need more than one partner. You understand, right?"

While the system itself didn’t strictly forbid males from receiving a seed, the physical method required to plant it meant there was zero chance a man would ever receive one from him. There wasn’t a single gay bone in Fredrinn’s body.

Rose hummed quietly, her brilliant crimson eyes studying his every micro-expression.

With her newly elevated intellect, she quickly verified his words. She recalled the instant their first intimate encounter ended—his exhausted body had suddenly surged with renewed vitality, matching the stamina reward her own panel had granted. Back then, her mind was too clouded by primal lust to piece it together, but now the logic was undeniable. He wasn’t feeding her a lie.

"B-But why does hubby need more rewards..." Rose murmured pitifully, her lips jutting out into an adorable pout. She shifted on his lap, cupping his jaw with her cool, slender hands. "Rose promises she will protect hubby from everything. I’m strong enough."

Fredrinn chuckled softly. He leaned in to brush a kiss against her knuckles before wrapping an arm firmly around her waist, capturing her mouth in a brief, sweet kiss. "I know you will, Rose. I don’t doubt your strength for a second."

Pulling back slightly, he locked eyes with her, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "But be completely honest with me. Are there stronger demons and zombies roaming this world right now? Ones you aren’t even close to defeating?"

The color instantly drained from Rose’s cheeks. She coughed awkwardly, her gaze darting away toward the dashboard before she gave a reluctant, stiff nod. "Y-Yeah... but they wouldn’t be a p-problem for us, Hubby."

"Oh really? Are you certain about that?" he teased, raising an eyebrow.

Rose shook her head weakly, looking utterly defeated. "Uhm... it’s an educated guess."

Fredrinn let out a warm laugh. He reached up, affectionately ruffling her hair and steering clear of her sweeping horns. "You’re my wife, Rose. But to face what’s coming, my powers demand that I gather more partners so we can stack the rewards. You told me you would stand by my side and support me in everything, didn’t you?"

Rose fought hard against the pleasant shiver his touch sent through her spine, struggling not to close her eyes and purr like a pampered cat. "R-Rose did say that, but..."

She bit her lip, feeling completely outmaneuvered.

"No buts," Fredrinn chuckled.

Without warning, his broad palm came down in a sharp, playful spank across her firm, shapely ass.

Rose let out a sharp yelp, a delicious bolt of heat shooting straight through her lower body. Her pupils dilated, glowing with a hazy, intoxicating fog of arousal. The sharp sting melted into pure pleasure, completely shattering her remaining defenses. Forgetting all about her logical complaints, she draped her weight over his chest, her hips shifting against him in an openly suggestive motion.

Fredrinn glanced down, his breath catching at the sight of her generous cleavage pushing against the tight, seductive red dress.

Realizing that arguing with words was useless, Rose chose the language she knew best. Grasping his shoulders tightly, she began to deliberately grind her pelvis against his crotch, rolling her hips in slow, friction-heavy waves that left no doubt about her intentions.

A low groan tore from Fredrinn’s throat as the intense friction sent fire surging through his veins.

"Since you’re intentionally turning me on like this," Fredrinn growled softly into her ear, his fingers tangling into her crimson locks and gently tugging her head back, "Should I take this as your official permission to take more partners?"

He dipped his head, lightly nibbling the smooth, pale grey skin along the curve of her throat.

Rose gasped for breath, her nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure washed over her senses in relentless waves. "Haah... If hubby really, really wants to... then who is Rose to deny her husband?"

"Good girl," Fredrinn murmured darkly.

Snapping his mouth back over hers, he lifted her waist and drove forward, pressing her back against the steering wheel as the Camry’s horn gave a muted, forgotten chirp.

Rose winced when the horn pierced her ears, but she wasn’t able to worry about it as Fredrinn’s mouth slid lower over her skin.

"Hubby~ Haah~ Fuck me~" Rose breathed out, shamelessly asking for it as she raised her hands and allowed his mouth and hands to do as he pleased.

Her hips kept rolling over his crotch, grinding against his hardening cock as her pussy wettened from the stimulation.

"Since you’re shameless enough to ask for it like this... You won’t mind if we do it in a bit less confined space, right?" Fredrinn whispered in her ears, nibbling on her earlobe as he pulled the door’s handle.

The Camry’s door swung open, evening sun shining in dim orange as Rose stumbled off his lap, her heels clicking on the asphalt.

Her dress was riding up her thighs, crumpled as she gazed at him with lust, like she couldn’t wait to devour him whole.

"If it’s hubby... I don’t mind doing it in the middle of a crowd either~" Rose smirked slightly, her chest rising and falling due to her quickened breaths as she pulled up her one piece dress, lowering her panties and then staring at him with a challenging, arrogant look.

She was clearly signifying that she doesn’t mind getting taken anywhere, but does he have the guts for it?

Fredrinn scoffed at her provocations before he left his seat and grabbed Rose by the waist, pushing her towards the hood and bending her over.

"You little succubus, let me show you who’s your boss."