'This way she would not kill you guys.' He knew this woman did not feel threatened by them.
So, more like, the reason she would kill anyone would be just for fun or just because of her mood.
And given that, he knew that by saying he cared for them but they weren't completely related, she would leave them alive and focus on someone who had no relation to him or hated him, given how right now he was someone amusing to this woman.
He was like a dog who impressed someone and if that dog was like a toy they would purchase it.
But it doesn't mean that dog becomes someone whose demands would be fulfilled continuously.
It's just a fleeting moment of passion for a new interesting thing.
The succubus's reaction was exactly what he'd hoped for.
She chuckled, a sound full of dark amusement, and snapped her fingers. "Then at least I can get rid of that annoying muscle-head."
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Purple crystal spikes erupted from the ground without warning, each one as thick as a tree trunk and sharp enough to cut through steel.
They pierced through Gareth's massive form from multiple angles, his Titan-enhanced muscles offering no protection against the demon's overwhelming power.
"GRAAAHHHHH!" Gareth's scream of agony echoed across the battlefield as blood sprayed in crimson arcs.
The spikes had punched clean through his torso, arms, and legs, pinning him like a grotesque specimen.
His blue eyes found Raven across the distance, filled with betrayal as if he wasn't the one who tried to kill Raven.
"You... bastard..." he gasped, blood frothing from his lips. "I knew... you were..."
The accusation died with him as his massive head slumped forward.
'That's one way to solve the Gareth problem,' Raven thought with grim satisfaction, even as part of him felt sick.
The man had been an arrogant fool, but he hadn't deserved to die like that, especially given that guy was none other than his old world's college junior who needed to get his ass beaten by him rather than anyone else.
[System Notification: Bonded Mate's Master Eliminated - Slave Contract Dissolved]
[Nyra - Loyalty increased to 100% - Perfect Slave status achieved]
[New abilities unlocked: Shared Senses, Perfect Domination]
'Perfect timing,' Raven thought as he felt the mental connection snap into place.
Nyra's consciousness was suddenly accessible to him—he could sense her thoughts, her emotions, even control her movements if necessary.
And there he felt something he never had before.
It was a feeling of love over lust emanating from the huge grief that was from a woman directed to him, making it feel strange near his heart as he looked towards the cat-woman with eyes tearing, coiled there, making him shake his head.
It seemed his present life was filled with regrets, where he went after every woman but was never able to get someone who had her heart reserved for him.
Like a cheap prostitute he was, only to realize that the heart he was searching for was so close to him, but due to his weakness he couldn't get any of it.
The succubus turned her attention back to him, apparently satisfied with Gareth's execution.
"Now then, where were we?"
Her finger traced along his face with feather-light touches that made his skin burn.
Despite his best efforts to remain stoic, his body was reacting intensely to her presence.
His balls ached with need, and he could feel himself leaking steadily into his pants with a clear resonation of arousal telling him to pin this woman down and pound her, though he knew it was more like a rabbit desiring to eat a lion.
"You know," she murmured, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, "you will die from pleasure."
"The kind that you'll never be able to forget, even in death."
Her hand moved down to cup his crotch, and the moment her palm made contact with his straining erection, he lost control.
"Urgh!" he groaned through clenched teeth, his hips jerking involuntarily as he came hard in his pants.
Eyes clearly widening as he felt a large amount of semen pulled out of his balls like an offering done just by the way her hand touched him.
The orgasm hit him like a lightning bolt, more intense than anything he'd ever experienced.
His vision went white around the edges as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him.
It felt like every nerve in his body was being electrocuted with pure lust.
'Sorry dear women...,' he realized dimly through the overwhelming sensations.
He was actually feeling what he used to do with a woman.
Though he loved the sensation, but the overwhelming thing made him stammer, if not for her hand holding his dick which, by lifting and pounding women seated on it alone, had become strong enough to support even his own body, causing him to chuckle.
When the spasms finally subsided—not actually stopped, just the flow decreased.
His balls were hurting as he was leaking continuously.
Really might get organ failure if it continued for a few more minutes—he found himself breathing heavily, his legs trembling from the aftershocks.
The succubus smiled at his obvious distress, clearly enjoying his helpless reaction.
She leaned in close, her lips almost touching his ear. "It will take less than one second," she whispered, her tongue flicking out to taste his skin.
"The moment I let this thing enter me, you will vanish."
'Less than a second,' Raven chuckled inwardly, shaking his head, as given that was all he needed.
The moment his dick enters her pussy, he would gain access to her ability and also might get some reward for fucking someone like her.
Though it doesn't count as a genuine fuck, but even touching a woman like her in this life was like someone eating grass all their life only to get a meat feast before they die.
And there, as if forgetting his male pride, looking towards her, giving a smile slowly, lifting his hand, those trembling ones, pressing on cheek of that woman, which in itself was softer than any woman's breasts he had touched, he said what he had heard from many women in his lifetime.
"Be gentle..."