Stefano takes a small nap before his Breeding Hunt

THE BARBARIAN'S AWAKENING – A DAUGHTER'S TEMPTATION

The dying light of Torino's sunset bled through the thin curtains of their Via Frejus apartment, casting long shadows across Stefano’s prone form as he lay sprawled across the couch.

"Zzzz... b-breed... zzzzz... BREED... zzzzz"

His chest rose and fell in the slow rhythm of deep sleep, the middle-aged man's powerful frame barely contained by the furniture—one muscular arm draped over his forehead, the other resting on his toned abdomen, fingers twitching occasionally as dark visions played behind his closed eyelids.

Ever since he found the Osiris Ring... or was it the relic that sought him out? Well, since that day he hadn't needed much sleep. Creampie sex had become the incubus' best fuel!! The antediluvian artifact's fallen divinity whispered deep in Stefano's ****.

Breed

Dominate

Corrupt

Rebecca sat cross-legged on the floor beside him, the redhead vixen's emerald eyes wide and unblinking, her full lips slightly parted as she stared at the monstrous bulge straining against his black sweatpants.

"O-Ohmygod... it's so fucking huge!!"

She had been watching for thirty-seven minutes—counting the seconds in her head, the slender minx was completely enthralled, her small B-cup breasts rising and falling with each shallow breath, the pale beauty's toned thighs pressed tightly together to stifle the growing ache between them.

"Nnnnghh!!"

The Osiris ring on Stefano’s finger pulsed with an eerie glow, its whispers curling through the room like smoke, wrapping around Rebecca’s mind, softening her thoughts, blurring her inhibitions.

"Look at him," the ring seemed to murmur. "Your father. Your master. You exist to serve that cock."

Rebecca’s lithe fingers twitched in her lap, her pale cheeks flushing pink, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

THE VISION – BLOOD AND BREEDING

In his dream, Stefano was not a man—he was a monster, a conqueror, the demon's sculpted body forged with the blood of slaughtered husbands and fathers, his fat cock buried to the hilt in the quivering cunt of a sobbing bride, her wedding dress torn, her curvy thighs streaked with his virile seed.

"OOHMHYGODD!! YES!"

Around him, the village burned, the air thick with screams and the sweet, coppery scent of butchery and sex.

"More," the ring hissed in his ear. "Take more. Breed them all."

Stefano’s fangs ached, the incubus' dark claws flexed, his balls heavy with need.

"More bitches..."

He could smell the fear, the fertility, the ripe, untouched wombs of ripe maidens hiding in the shadows, their heavy breasts heaving ready to spill milk for his demonspawns, their eyes wide with terror and fascination.

One girl—pale, redheaded, her green eyes gleaming with tears—knelt before him, her slender fingers trembling as she reached for his pussy-juice smeared cock.

"P-Please," she whispered. "L-Let me serve you."

"Huuu!?"

Stefano woke with a snarl, the middle-aged man's fat cock throbbing with unquenched lust, his hazel eyes blazing as they locked onto Rebecca’s pretty face just inches from his groin, the redhead vixen's hot breath ghosting over his clothed erection.

"W-What the fuck!"