And Then...

“Please reconsider my beloved? We both love her despite her flaws. Besides, think the power she will bring into our marriage?”

Marus stares at Mira with a blank look of stunned surprise, “You want us to marry her? An addition to the ritual we just performed?”

Aleira savors sucking on The Sun Goddess A’hiriya’s tit-flesh. “I know A’hiriya like I know Mira, Marus. That is absolutely. All three of us knows you have fancied her so please refrain from lying to us.”

The Sun Goddess’s cathedral is hollowed ground. Marus already knew all of his aethereal demonic nature is stripped from him here. He had imagined fighting Mira here many times but never marrying her. What Aleira says is true though, he has been in love with A’hiriya ever since he felt that strange compulsion to help her escape his old master’s domain.

Mira lines Marus’s mammoth baby maker up with A’hiriya’s tunnel of love. She moans and whimpers as her clit is massaged lightly by Mira. A’hiriya knew what is happening though, “What?... is what she said true Marus?”

Being an incubus is something Marus is very good at, and that is why he is a Demon Lord. His strange fascination with all three women has haunted him for a long time. He thought once that corrupting them would make it all feel right.

“Damn it yes! She is right wench.” Marus sweeps forward and impales his large and thick dick into her virginal tight tunnel.. “aaaiiiieee…” She screams until Marus covers her mouth with his own. Aleira grins broadly as she watches her Goddess accept and submit to Marus’s violation, pillaging, and plundering of her.

Mira pulls Aleira away from A’hiriya’s white granite alter as it cracks down the center three ways. The Goddess’s hips are being mercilessly bounded into the rock with inhuman alacrity and potency. Marus’s cock viciously tilling her soil, and cries of joy and delight are A’hiriya’s response.