Divine protection

The first push of the demon's hips sent a scream of excruciating pain through the throne room. However, it was not Mira's voice that echoed off the walls; it was his own. Marus arched his back in agony as his demonic manhood evaporated in a burst of blinding light just before reaching her hymen.

Mira, sensing a wave of the divine energy going through her, cackled with triumph. "My body is blessed by the Sun Goddess, and my womb is her sanctuary. You will never defile it with your demonic flesh," she preached. "Go back to your den and mate with beasts!"

The dark lord roared in rage as he felt humiliated like never before (at least since his youth). For the first time in his existence, he couldn't have a woman who seemingly was in his possession. The pain in his groin subsided quickly - his regenerative powers worked their magic, but the agony of yet another defeat was far more potent. That insignificant human girl had bested him once again, and once again he vowed to break her. Mira would pay for every humiliation she had inflicted upon him, one way or another.

He couldn't use his main "weapon" against her anymore. He would never enjoy the sweet taste of her flesh as he desired, but there were always other ways to make her obey. Perhaps he could find a way to remove that cursed blessing. The Sun Goddess might be strong, but so was he.