Milarel’s eyes widened when she heard Joan’s words. She had expected her to hold on stubbornly to her morals and whatnot.

Perhaps the nightmares she had shown Joan were too much for her, and she broke easily. Yet she kept up her act. For now, she would remain Mila, not Milarel.

"Oh, my... would you look at that?" she laughed softly. "The proud heroine is finally begging. How pathetic."

Meanwhile, Aiden looked down at Joan. One of his greatest adversaries was on her knees, begging for him as drops of his cum still clung to her face. She was still sticking her tongue out when she repeated her words to him.

"Please... save me... too..."

Aiden stepped closer. He grabbed Joan’s chin firmly and made her look up at him.

"You want this?" he asked, the shadow of his member fell on her face as she desperately extended her tongue towards him.

"Yes..." she whispered. "Please..."

"Master, you should fulfil her wish as you fulfilled mine," Mila said, slipping behind Joan.

The next second, she grabbed Joan’s face on either side and guided it so her lips rubbed the head of his still-hard cock. However, Aiden’s mind was somewhere else.

[Host, this seems—]

Too easy.

Aiden remembered Joan because of two things. Her relentless hate for demons and her mental fortitude. Sure, Milarel had done a number on her mind, but he refused to believe it was to such an extent that Joan would start begging so soon.

He had expected her to break bit by bit and even planned to take Rina before even touching Joan. Yet she broke like a feeble, goody-two-shoes woman.

Not to mention, her hatred for men wouldn’t disappear like that. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

[She must be planning something, Host.]

How kind of you to keep repeating my thoughts.

[...]

Suddenly, Aiden realized something. During her fight with Karina, Joan hadn’t used her new blessing once. She only used her sword skills. Only then did it hit him.

What if her class had something to do with getting intimate with a man? Maybe what Aiden thought was his plan wasn’t his at all?

This clever minx... she almost made me sign my death certificate. Oh well, she miscalculated about one thing.

Even if Joan wanted him to fuck her to gain some miraculous power or something else, like maybe kill him, it wouldn’t matter now that they were under the barrier’s protection. Her secret weapon wouldn’t do any damage to him.

With a smile, Aiden took charge. He once again grabbed Joan’s chin firmly with one hand and rubbed the wet head of his cock against her outstretched tongue. The feeling of outsmarting her made it all the more exciting for him.

"After all your hatred for demons... you want the Demon Lord to own you?" he asked while her saliva coated his cock.

Joan’s cheeks burned with shame at those words, but she did not pull away. Instead, she eagerly leaned in.

"Open wide then," Mila taunted from behind. "This is what you wanted to protect me from, right? Now you are going to taste the same cock that claimed me."

Joan had barely opened her mouth when Aiden pushed his thick cock inside in one go. Joan’s eyes widened as her lips stretched around his girth.

She had never tasted a man before, and her mind turned foggy, not because of his size, but because of the intense salty flavor of his cock.

With his entire cock in her mouth, she tried to breathe but couldn’t. Not until Mila stepped in and carefully guided her on how to please their master.

As for Aiden, he didn’t want to be considerate. After all, Joan had signed up for the task. Besides, it’s not like she didn’t want to kill him after the deed, like a black widow.

Aiden held her head and started fucking her mouth with slow but deep thrusts. Every time he pushed in, the head of his cock reached the back of her throat, making her gag.

"Mmgh..." Joan made a muffled sound, her eyes watering.

She gagged and drooled around his cock, but she did not pull away anymore.

Even as her face turned bright red from humiliation, she kept going and even moved her tongue awkwardly around his shaft, trying to please him as more saliva dripped down her chin and onto her breasts.

Mila watched with a satisfied smirk. She got up, as there wasn’t any need to control her anymore, and hugged Aiden from behind.

"Look at her, Master. She is drooling all over your cock like a starving slut. She used to call you a monster... now she is sucking you so eagerly. Shouldn’t... I be rewarded for making her like this?"

Aiden didn’t say a word, just turned sideways and kissed Milarel. Their tongues tangled together passionately as he continued to thrust his cock into Joan’s mouth. At the same time, he reached behind him and slid two fingers into Mila’s wet pussy.

"Ahn~ Master... your fingers feel so good~"

Mila moaned into the kiss as Aiden’s fingers pumped in and out of her. She pushed her ass back against his hand, wanting more.

Joan could only look up with teary eyes as she watched Aiden passionately kiss Mila.

The sight made her heart twist with humiliation, but it made her pussy even wetter. She sucked harder on his cock, trying to please him even as he ignored her for Mila.

A few minutes later, Mila’s moans grew louder as she ground herself against his hand.

Just as he was about to cum, suddenly his cock fell out of her mouth with a wet pop. Strings of her saliva still connected her lips to his glistening cock. But Aiden did not look pleased with the sudden interruption.

"Please... fuck me... I want it..." Joan mumbled, leading Mila to scoff at her.

[Host, it—]

I know.

"Pathetic bitch," she snarled. "You ruined our mood for such an absurd reason?"

"Please..." Joan kept begging like she hadn’t heard a word Mila said.

Aiden didn’t spare Joan a second and turned to Milarel.

"Get on all fours beside her," he said, walking behind Joan.