Demonic Pornstar System

Chapter 372: Time for Annihilation

His declaration had a profound impact on the recipients.

Bastet’s thighs squeezed tighter around Kaiden’s head, and he could feel a slick, heated pantie scraping against the back of his neck. The Ra-Blessed Felinid shuddered, curled her tail, and a needy purr escaped her throat.

Aria’s reaction was far less shameless. Her blush deepened to a crimson flare, and she could barely meet his eyes. Her hands fidgeted against her skirt before Kaiden reached down, sliding a firm arm around her waist. With one powerful motion, he pulled her up into a one-armed hold. She gasped, clutching at his chest for balance. Her thighs instinctively squeezed together.

”Kai...” she whispered. Then, gathering courage, she leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek—where she could reach him, at least, as Bastet’s thighs were rather annoyingly in the way. The tiny act was utterly adorable, making Kaiden wonder for a moment how she could be so damned adorable despite not being an innocent virgin at all. Kaiden had long since ensured that part of her innocence was a thing of the past.

Luna, however, froze in place at his words. The language. The grin. The predatory gleam in his eyes. A cold chill ran down her spine.

”Oh... I’m no longer sure...” she muttered under her breath.

Then, without another word, the Storm Valkyrie came to a decisive decision and vaulted to her feet. With acrobatic grace, she flipped backward, clean over the couch, and bolted like lightning toward the hallway.

Or at least, she wanted to.

While she was in the midst of her backflip, Kaiden lunged forward with perfect timing. His free hand snapped out like a viper, and his fingers hooked around her ankle. The result was less than graceful; Luna faceplanted into the couch with a muffled *whump!* sound.

”Ghk!” she sputtered, wriggling like a trapped cat. She twisted to glare at him, only to find his ravenous grin looming over her. Her eyes widened, a yelp bursting out. ”N-No! Wait! I think we should all just spend the night sleeping. The past week has been too much! More physical exertion would be outright deadly!”

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Kaiden didn’t loosen his grip on the girl even for a second.

Instead, as she kept on yapping nonsense about why her feminine cavern shouldn’t be explored tonight, he began reeling her in slowly, relentlessly, like a fisherman drawing in his catch. Luna flailed, grabbing at the cushions, kicking her free leg, but nothing helped. Inch by inch, she was dragged back toward him.

Soon, the determination in her eyes gave way to a flustered panic as Kaiden effortlessly hoisted her up.

Aria giggled despite her furious blush, the sound of which was muffled as she buried her face into Kaiden’s shoulder. Bastet purred louder, amused by the spectacle. He could feel the tanned felinid’s thighs flexing against him in approval.

And Luna? She found herself slung under his other arm, her face red, her body trembling with flustered outrage. Unlike Aria’s gentle princess carry, she was hauled away like unruly baggage, like a sack of potatoes. Her protests fell on deaf ears.

Together, Kaiden carried them down the hall as the trio of women clung, squirmed, and giggled in their own ways. The air was thick with heat and anticipation.

The bedroom door loomed ahead.

The closer they got, the more color Luna’s cheeks lost. ”I feel like the maw of a beast is closing in on me. Damn... I can already feel the soreness... Tonight will not be lovey-dovey sex, I can tell.”

Despite her grim words, it didn’t take long for Luna’s body to betray her.

Her cheeks stayed hot, her thighs squeezed together, and the rapid beat of her heart only quickened the closer they came to the harem room.

The way Kaiden’s grip was so unrelenting, the way his aura pressed down on her, made her imagination run wild. And the more she thought about it, the more appealing the prospect seemed. Her protests grew weaker, her voice faltered, until all that was left was the quiet tremor of anticipation.

The door swung open.

The harem room welcomed them, dominated by the bed at its center, a massive monument of cushions, blankets, and sheets, large enough to swallow an entire family—a family that consisted of not a husband and wife, but a man and his many lovers.

It wasn’t just a place to sleep. It was a stage, a battlefield, a sanctuary, all wrapped into one.

Kaiden strode inside without breaking pace. Luna was the first to be released, plopped onto the bed with the same treatment as a sack of potatoes. Aria followed, but far more gently; he lowered her down with all the care of a man handling a treasure, and she melted against the sheets with a sigh, gazing up at him with those same loving silver eyes that could make him forget himself.

Then came Bastet.

Kaiden slid his hands under the juicy thighs, squeezing his head and, without any further warnings, launched the tanned beauty into the sky. Bastet let out a surprised yelp, but it shifted midair into a delighted laugh. The felinid twisted gracefully in the air, her body correcting itself with feline majesty. She landed on the balls of her feet as if she had been born in the air.

But she wasn’t the same as before.

Somewhere between Kaiden’s throw and her descent, Bastet had already stripped herself. Her clothes, elegant yet risky, were gone in the blink of an eye. She didn’t dress like a common slut, her attire always carried the aura of a queen, a woman wanted by all, admired by men, and envied by women. Yet the way she discarded those clothes in mere seconds revealed how much of a natural she was.

By the time her feet sank into the soft sheets, the Ra-Blessed Felinid was completely bare.

Her tail lashed playfully as she lunged, crashing into Kaiden with crippling hunger that, for a moment, reminded Kaiden of the Glutton monster, the Countess. The tanned feline purred into his chest as her hands began fumbling clumsily at the buttons of his shirt.

She wasn’t that graceful anymore. Her impatience betrayed her majesty as her fingers slipped, tugged, and scratched in her hurry to bear him.

”Stupid... buttons...” she growled as she fought with the fabric. Her catlike ears twitched in mounting frustration, tail lashing as if to whip the very shirt off his body by force.

But Kaiden moved before her fingers could finish.

His hand rose, tracing along her forearm. ”Allow me.” The gentle stroke made her shiver, her breath hitching as she looked up into his eyes, just in time for all hell to break.

*Rrrrip!*

The sound tore through the room like a thunderclap.

His suit gave way in an instant, seams splitting, buttons scattering across the bed and floor. With one savage pull, Kaiden stripped his upper body bare, unveiling his chest and shoulders in a single, domineering motion.

Bastet froze.

Her legs trembled as the primal dominance behind the act washed over her hopelessly submissive brain.

All her poise, her feline grace, her playful hunger... it was all undone in a single heartbeat. ”Ah!” A strangled moan left her throat as her thighs gave out, sending her collapsing back onto the sheets. Her limbs lost strength, and her golden eyes widened in awe and a bottomless desire to be dominated by her one and only master.

The Ra-Blessed Felinid wasn’t just aroused; she was defeated before he even touched her.