Combat Maid Harem

[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]

Lawrend felt a little tired after having sex with Elena. She drained him off all his mental energy. She repeatedly edged him and brought him to climax. The satisfaction he felt couldn't be explained with words.

Lawrend worried that he would become addicted to this feeling. He wanted to fuck her again.

However, today was another day. He would marry the next woman.

Standing in front of the crowd, Lawrend watched the doors to the throne room open. A woman walked in, her dark red hair flowing majestically behind her head.

An eye-catching black halo hovered above her head. The aura she exuded caused some in the audience to feel fear. This was none other than the Fallen Angel Aezel.
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She grinned as she took seductive steps towards Lawrend. She glanced at the pope and ignored him.

She stopped in front of Lawrend with confidence escaping all of her pores.

"Marry me, Lawrend."

It was a confident tone that broke the pattern of the previous weddings. The pope tried to stop her, but Lawrend raised his hand.

"You're quite bold."

"Fufufu. Isn't that what I did when we first met?"

Aezel grinned proudly. She precisely enacted this to remind him of the time they first met. It was a sort of reminder, and it made Lawrend happy.

"You're right. Yes. Let's marry, Aezel."

"Yes!"

Feeling elated, Aezel removed her veil and kissed Lawrend. He spun around with her in his arms and a large smile on his face. He was so happy.

The audience stood up in applause. They didn't care if the wedding wasn't traditional. Lawrend was a god, so no one dared to oppose his thoughts.

Though, many of them were surprised at the fact that Lawrend married a Fallen Angel. They imagined he could turn her into an angel, and it wasn't logical to keep her as a lowly fallen angel.

But they didn't know Lawrend treasured the diversity of his maids. It kept everything fresh. He didn't compare his maids with each other, and he could taste different experiences with each of them.

After going through a few more formalities, Lawrend receded with Aezel to the room. The two of them entered at the same time.

"Sir Husband, please make me cry in pain."

Aezel begged. She looked at him with a pleading expression. She lifted her skirt and revealed the wet liquid dripping down her legs from her slit. She had been soaking wet the whole time they were getting married.

"Very well."

Lawrend had no reason to refuse the request of his third wife. He bound her arms behind her back, and he bound her legs behind her head.

She became an object free to be fucked and abused.

"Ahh… Yes. Fufufu. This is it, Master. Do anything you want to me."

Aezel's breathing hastened as her thoughts ran wild. She wanted to know what he would do to her, which drove her crazy.

Her current position exposed everything about her since she was also naked.

Lawrend used his magic and wrote on her skin. He burnt her skin and used magic to prevent it from healing.

He wrote several degrading words and terms on her body.

Cum Dump, Sex Slave, Whore, Fuck Here, Piss Hole, Punish Me, etc.

Lastly, he wrote a scale measurement on her navel. It measured the length of cock entering her vagina, and it had several levels, with each being more ridiculous.

"Hahahaha."

Lawrend laughed evilly. He sealed Aezel's mouth and slapped her pussy. She trembled, not with pain, but with excitement. Her eyes showed smiles even though she couldn't use her mouth.

Lawrend licked her nipples, which he drew targets on. His tongue had acid-like properties and melted the surface layer of her skin. It was like a sunburn but done with acid.

Aezel had strong regenerative powers. It quickly healed up like it wasn't there in the first place.

The pain, though, didn't disappear. It was still there, and it was what Aezel wanted. Instead of looking like she was in deep pain, her face contorted into pleasure.

It was evident from the clear liquid produced from her slit.

Lawrend leaned forward and took it all in his mouth. He sucked it all in. He slid his tongue inside her pussy and scooped out the rest of the liquid. It tasted sweet and salty, and Lawrend swallowed it all.

Lawrend enjoyed the look Aezel gave him. She was the epitome of a masochist. Her powers only made her masochism harder. After all, she could feel pain without suffering any long-term wounds.

Lawrend took his cock out with glee. He slit it over her slit and covered it with her wet juices.

After which, Lawrend used his cock to slap her on the face. Aezel couldn't fight back, even if she somehow tried.

She stared at his cock as it repeatedly slapped her face. She felt degraded, but that only fueled her further.

She trembled all of a sudden, and pleasure seeped through every part of her body.

Lawrend noticed the sudden wetness on her lower part. She didn't squirt, but it looked like it because of how much love juice she made.

Lawrend smiled at her and covered his cock with a thick amount of it.

Then, Lawrend removed the seal on Aezel's mouth.

"Ah!"

She let out one moan as Lawrend plugged his cock deep into her mouth. She became stunned, and she instinctively sucked his cock. She tasted her own love juices mixed with his precum.

It would be disgusting for anyone else, but it was the best for Aezel. She obediently slurped it all up like she was drinking the elixir of life.

It didn't take a minute before she cleaned his rod like he was fresh out of the shower.

"Impressive."

Lawrend praised her. However, that wasn't the end. He covered his cock with his maid energy, and this maid energy simulated the heat of magma from a volcano.

"Are you ready?" Lawrend asked teasingly with his hot rod positioned before her entrance.