Chapter 2266: The Princesses Private Quarter XXVI

When all of the gods looked back at Eris, they saw something even more horrifying sitting on her lap. "Your lap is soft, isn’t it?" Sena was sitting on Eris’s lap, and judging by her aura, she had come here at full power.

"You said you needed help, right?" As Sena spoke and her eyes radiated blue light, all the gods could remember her father’s horrifying glare. She had come here for blood, and she was just as crazy as her father was.

"A massive army of abominations is approaching, so we need all hands on deck." As Eris spoke, Sena looked up, extended her hand, and a black tentacle sprouted from her fingers and pierced the tent’s ceiling.

"Nine billion and a few hundred thousand abominations; average strength is around a small city to blow a mortal moon. They even have an avatar with them and a few nasty higher-ranking abominations." Sena was an abomination as well, so she could intercept the abominations’ communications, discern patterns, and draw conclusions from that.

Sena pulled her hand down, and Eris smiled. "I’m counting on you as our intelligence department." Sena nodded, jumped down from Eris’s lap, and headed right toward where Amaterasu and Yog were. "It’s been a while!" She waved her hand, and Amaterasu patted her on the head. "You’ve grown a bit since I saw you last time. Are you sure you want to join this fight?"

Sena nodded, reached down, and picked Yog up like a kid. "I’ll work with her to make sure those abominations doesn’t get away."

Wearing a stupid face, Yog spoke. "If anyone does this to me, I would kill them."Referring to how Sena was treating her like a kid or a teddy bear.

"That’s right." Amaterasu smiled. "She is, after all, our strategist. Please don’t carry her around like that."

Sena started at Amaterasu with a smug grin, then approached with Yog in her hands and whispered. "If you two let me do whatever I want, I’ll fix Father’s tentacle infusion prison."

The two immediately froze for a second, and Amaterasu sighed. "What are you even trying to bribe us with?"

Yog growled... "But... he blocked it so no one can fix it, and only Sena has powers similar to his..."

"If you let me have a hand in everything, I’ll even make the tentacle transferable." As she looked at them for a few seconds, Amaterasu sighed. "Fine, do what you want."

Hearing that, Sena summoned a chair of her own, sat on it, and sat Yog on her lap. "I’ll take command of the intelligence department with Yog! I hope everyone won’t mind."

Many of the gods wanted to object, but none could open their mouth if Amaterasu didn’t. They didn’t know what Sena whispered to her, but it might’ve been some important secret information.

With this, Eris’s reinforcements were all here, and with them, she should be able to handle the coming battle without needing Arad himself to show up. This also made the other gods aware of just how vast her influence is.

"Then..." Amaterasu smiled, "With those extra forces, dealing with the abominations might not be as difficult. The avatar is always a problem, but we can handle that."

As the meeting continued, Eris found herself slowly solidifying her stance in the army. As great as it was to gain more influence over the entire universe, she really wanted to be with Arad now, especially since she was still watching him with one eye using their blood link.

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Back in the princess’s private quarters, Arad had already unloaded in the maid’s rear twice, bulging her stomach. As he pulled out, he looked at Dalla. "Get her cleaned up. I’ll handle Molana and her maid."

As Dalla dragged the maid out, Arad turned toward Molana and her maid and smiled. "Now, it’s your turn." He looked at the maid. "Care to explain Molana’s standing?"

The maid nodded, gulping as she looked at Arad’s massive flesh. "My Lady here, Princess Molana, is the oldest of the princesses. She has a huge influence in the food supply chain. Ranches, farms, distribution, and she also works on hunting restrictions with Princess Kolara." The maid paused for a second, and took a deep breath. "She also manages several contracts with Hathfield’s breweries and wineries."

He shifted his gaze to Molana, who stood there, shivering and dripping between her legs. Her ears were wiggling for a while, and her entire face was already flushed red. It was taking all of her willpower to stand still, and if Arad don’t start playing with her soon, her succubus bloodline might snap.

"Got it." He looked at them. "As you heard, Hathfield is going to be Li’s Mistress, and Kolara a concubine. But you will also start as a Mistress with Hathfield. When we go back to the empire, you will work with her and Kolara just like you do here, and all of you are serving Li."

As Molana nodded, Arad finally signaled for them to approach, and the maid immediately took Arad’s whole flesh down her throat. Molana, on the other hand, was hugged tightly by Arad as he kissed her, and what had been a tiny sprinkle coming from between her legs had turned into an endless flood, pouring right on the maid below.

Arad could feel her foot-long tongue slithering in his mouth, so he let his out, reached down her throat and windpipe with ease. If she was a succubus, then he was a Pricolici. Her hips were already shaking on their own, wanting Arad’s flesh inside her, and when Arad tried to read her mind, all he could hear was her screaming for him to pound her to death.

She was a succubus who had been starved for more than two centuries and he was the first man she had ever come into contact with. What made it worse was that, due to his power, bloodline, and soul, even the Demon Lord of lust had lost all of her senses in front of him.

He had probably made her wait a bit too long, so it was time to quench her hunger. He tapped the maid on the head, and she pulled his flesh out of her throat, lined it up with Molana’s front hole, and without Arad needing to even move an inch, Molana smacked her hips down and forced the entire thing deep inside her with enough force that she almost broke her own hips.

She felt no pain, and could only taste pleasure. At the top of her lungs, she screamed. "This... is... it!" With that scream, the entire room shook as her hair danced, her eyes flashed red, and a pair of wings burst from her back, followed by a leathery black tail.

Her strength, speed, durability, and magic all spiked in the blink of an eye as her nails turned into long pink claws, trying to sink themselves into Arad’s flesh.

Arad smiled. "So this is how a succubus gets people?" He could smell a sweet draconic scent from her; her body was clearly changing to suit his taste, and he could now understand why people fall for succubi so easily.