Reincarnated as an Evil Harem God

Chapter 178: Defending His Succubus (18+)

Sylvaris was still buried deep inside Vespera when the ground suddenly heaved violently beneath them. The violent tremor forced his hips forward in an involuntary, brutal thrust, driving his cock hard against her cervix and making her inner walls spasm around him in shock.

Both of them went still, eyes sharpening with sudden alarm as they felt a heavy, oppressive presence pressing in from the distance. Vespera’s reaction was immediate and visceral. Her entire body jerked in his arms, trembling uncontrollably as if she had seen death itself.

Her heart-shaped tail tightened like a vice around his thigh, her wings half-flared in instinctive fear, and her pussy clenched down hard around his still-throbbing cock in a mix of terror and lingering pleasure. The cool moss beneath them felt suddenly colder against their heated skin, and the lingering scent of sex in the air was tainted by something darker, heavier, wrong.

"The overlord is coming..." she whispered, voice tight with dread. She felt her blood run ice-cold.

"Well shit..." Sylvaris growled, voice rough with urgency. "I better finish this now then."

He drove his cock into Vespera one final, powerful thrust, burying himself to the hilt as he came on command. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her already stuffed pussy in heavy pulses, his hips jerking hard against her as he filled her even more.

The wet, obscene squelch of their mixed release being forced out around his pulsing shaft mixed with the low, primal sound rumbling from his chest. Her walls clenched and fluttered wildly around him, milking every drop as her body trembled beneath his.

"Haaah~... I can feel you pulsing inside me~"

Sylvaris slowly pulled his cock free from Vespera’s pussy with a wet, lewd pop, her walls clinging to him desperately until the very last moment. A thick, messy gush of their combined release immediately spilled out, running in shiny rivulets down her inner thighs and soaking into the cool moss beneath her.

"Whoever this overlord is, it seems they’re coming straight for us," he said with a cocky grin, his glistening cock still half-hard and twitching as he rose to his feet beside her. He took a protective step forward, placing himself between her and the approaching threat, his naked body tense but ready, the scent of sex still heavy in the air around them. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

"It’s my superior... I’m only a commander. A lesser demon." Her violet eyes flicked nervously between his face and his still-wet cock. "I was supposed to destroy Rosa Town. But then... instead of killing you in the dream and draining your energy, I..."

Vespera’s face burned an even deeper, feverish crimson as she pushed herself up on shaky arms, more cum leaking from her well-used pussy with every small movement.

"You don’t need to explain yourself," Sylvaris said with a cocky grin, already reaching for his scattered clothes on the moss. "Just watch me kill that bastard, and then we’ll pick up right where we left off."

He dressed quickly, yanking on his pants and coat while his still-hard cock strained against the fabric. Vespera’s finger slowly dragged through the sticky mess on her inner thigh, smearing his cum across her skin as her body was suddenly wrapped in that familiar black, skin-tight leather outfit.

The material clung to her curves like a second skin, accentuating every dip and swell, but even as it formed, thick rivulets of his seed kept leaking from her pussy and running down her trembling thighs. She pressed her legs together tightly, trying in vain to hold it all inside, her face still burning a deep, feverish crimson.

The ground shook once more. In an instant, the sky darkened as thick storm clouds gathered overhead, the wind picking up and carrying the scent of ozone and something far more oppressive. Lightning flickered in the distance.

"Well, well, well... isn’t this overlord terrifying?" Sylvaris muttered with a crooked grin, gripping the hilt of his sword. The blade pulsed with intertwined energy of pure white, deep crimson, and pitch black, each color refusing to blend, yet coexisting in perfect, volatile harmony under his control.

"You need to be careful," Vespera said, her voice tight. She hugged herself, arms wrapped around her torso as her body shivered harder with every passing second. "The overlord’s strength is among the highest on this entire continent. Even with your power... I’m not confident."

Sylvaris glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "Is that so?" A flicker of pride crossed his face. "Have a little more confidence in your man. Otherwise, you’ll make me look bad in the future." He turned his head fully toward her, flashing a warm yet cocky smirk. "At the very least, I’ll do everything I can to protect you... even if I have to die doing it."

Vespera’s heart fluttered violently in her chest.

No one has ever told me that... ever.

The words felt strange and foreign, almost unreal. She had expected something else entirely. In the demon legion, if a commander failed, an overlord would be dispatched not only to complete the mission, but to execute the failure as a warning to the others. She had assumed Sylvaris would eventually discard her the moment he grew bored, just like everyone else in her world.

But Sylvaris...

He’s different.

The thought settled deep in her chest, warm and terrifying all at once. Perhaps... a human really is my fated mate after all.

Her gaze softened as she looked at him.

In that moment, a deafening crack split the sky.

A bolt of lightning slammed into the ground right in front of them, exploding dirt and moss in every direction. From the smoking crater, a massive figure emerged, gripping a huge, brutal axe in one hand. The air around him warped with oppressive power, and the storm above seemed to answer his presence.

The massive demon threw his head back and unleashed a deafening roar that shook the trees and sent a fresh tremor through the ground.

"Kneel before the great ruler of the sky, you pest!"

His dark skin shimmered with every violent flash of lightning that tore across the sky, the massive axe in his hand crackling with arcs of electricity.