No, time to see how the rest of the hotel is faring

Aiden casually walked towards the reception hall's main doors, stepping around a rutting couple of demons thrashing on the floor. He passed Lilith, who made an attempt to follow him, but was quickly stopped by a new incubus ramming his cock up her ass, leaving her moaning on the floor. Aiden laughed a little at the normally composed and dominant demoness' wanton and well fucked expression before pushing the doors open and stepping into the main lobby.

The scene he saw was exactly what he expected. A barrier of infected we in front of the main doors, fucking anyone who tried to approach them. Scattered around the opulent entryway were groups of people fucking and being fucked, the number of virus infected humans quickly rising. Aiden saw all manner of transformations, though there did seem to be a significant number of zombie-like infected with dead eyes wandering around. Likely the work of his parasitic spawn.

One such woman approached him as he took in the sex-filled lobby. She looked like one of the guests, her pale cream dress torn open, revealing a voluptuous figure, bouncing tits, and a soaking wet pussy. Aiden could also see what looked suspiciously like slime and cum oozing from one of her ears, possibly where a parasite had slithered in. He made a note to see the full extent of what happened when the creatures entered a host.

"Everything seems to be in place here. How are the upper floors coming?" Aiden asked the woman, appreciating a slim girl being **** to eat another woman out near the elevators.

"My Lord, the upper floors are being infected as we speak. The parasites have been extremely helpful. They managed to get through the ducts and climb the building. We should have the majority of people infected within the hour."

"Good work," Aiden said, rewarding the woman with a orgasm that nearly made her legs collapse under her. A fresh batch of girl juice splashed onto her crotch and legs as she panted, struggling not to moan. "I assume outside communications have been cut off. We wouldn't want any unexpected company."

"Yes, my Lord, all internet and phone lines have been cut," the woman said breathlessly, slowly coming down from the peaks of pleasure. Amused, Aiden hit her with another sudden orgasm. This time, she couldn't keep from collapsing, sultry moans pouring from her mouth.

"Excellent work. I have one last thing I want to do, but then we'll get this party started for real. I want every single person in this hotel infected...by morning. Should be enough time, don't you think?" he asked the woman, the sound of her hand frantically rubbing her cunt the only response. "Good, get to it. The real outbreak starts tomorrow." Aiden walked towards the doors of the hotel, leaving the infected woman to be jumped by an incubus that had emerged from the reception hall.

"My Lord, wait!" Aiden heard Grace's voice call out to him, the pink succubus appearing at his side. "Let me come with you, please. I cannot bear to be separated from you," she begged, nuzzling her master's hanging cock. Aiden stroked her black hair as she licked his swollen cumsacks.

"Your devotion is a credit to you. But this time I'm going alone. You have a job to do here, and if you joined me, you would likely never see freedom again. No, stay here, finish infecting the hotel, and find me once we begin in earnest. Shall I change you back to your original form before I go?" he asked, allowing the demoness to worship him a little more.

"Thank you, master, but I like this form for now. I'll let you change me back when I see you again. Though I may ask you to leave a few things the same," she said, wrapping her long tongue around his half-hard length.

"As you wish," the Viral Lord said. He quickly shoved his cock down the angel-turned-demon's throat and shot a wad of jizz into her stomach, making the transformed girl groan and writhe with pleasure. He left her panting on the floor of the lobby as he walked out the front doors and immediately shot into the night sky. He looked around for a moment, getting his bearings, before shooting off towards his destination.