Chapter 66: Joy

The Demon King gazed at the blushing vampire in her arms, her fingertips slowly circling as she kneaded her soft lips, and she chuckled softly.

“Is that so?

Are you really that happy?”

“Of course!”

Vera almost blurted it out, both hands unconsciously gripping the fabric at the Demon King’s chest with surprising strength.

“Sister Morgana, I… I think about you every moment…”

Sensing the change in her, the Demon King said nothing.

She suddenly spread her arms and swept Vera up in a bridal carry, her movement crisp and decisive.

“Ah!”

Vera cried out, like a startled little cat, instinctively wrapping her arms around the Demon King’s neck, her cheeks burning hot and her heart racing.

She had never been this close to the Demon King’s chest before.

Feeling her heartbeat and that intoxicating aura enveloping her, Vera felt both thrilled and shy at the same time.

“What is it,” the Demon King laughed softly, her fingers lightly brushing across Vera’s cheek, her gaze full of indulgence and teasing.

“So shy?

Weren’t you… the one who’s been looking forward to this moment the most?”

Feeling the Demon King’s fingers trace her cheek, Vera couldn’t help but grow bashful.

Unlike before, this felt like a gift bestowed upon her alone by the Demon King, something meant just for her.

“I…”

Vera buried her face deep into the Demon King’s arms, her voice muffled and tinged with coquettish complaint.

“Sister clearly knows what I’m thinking, yet you still like to… tease me like this.

You’re really… such a bad, bad sister…”

Vera knew exactly what the Demon King wanted to hear.

She pretended not to know, letting herself be completely guided, the two of them cooperating seamlessly like an intimate couple.

Still, Vera kept a sense of measure in her heart, aware of her relationship with the Demon King.

Hearing Vera say this, the Demon King couldn’t help but grin mischievously.

“How am I bad?

Since you say I’m bad, then I’ll show you just how bad I can be, little cake.

Let me taste you.”

With a soft laugh, the Demon King suddenly lowered her head and gently bit Vera’s small earlobe.

“Ah!”

“Sister… don’t… not here…”

She finally couldn’t hold back, her voice trembling with pleading.

“Let’s… go to the room… I… I’m a bit… embarrassed…

Here, I feel it’s not right, I’m so shy.”

The Demon King lifted her eyes and saw Vera’s bashful expression, the smile in her eyes deepening.

“Not right?

What’s not right about it?”

Then she spoke gently.

“Alright then.

Since you’re shy… I’ll grant your wish.”

Before the words even fell—

The surroundings abruptly shifted, and the two of them were already inside the Demon King’s bedroom.

“Is this okay now?”

The Demon King lowered her head, her voice husky and low.

The sudden change of environment eased the pressure in Vera’s heart.

Though she wanted it very much, to avoid rumors, this was the only way.

“Mmm…”

Vera nodded softly, her eyes hazy with intoxication.

“Everything… I leave to Sister Morgana to decide.”

The Demon King smiled and slowly laid her down on the soft bed.

“Mm…”

She bit her lower lip, both shy and excited, her heart overflowing with the ecstasy of exclusively possessing the Demon King.

Only me…

Only I can get this close to sister…

This is wonderful…

The Demon King paused for a moment, then her smile grew even deeper.

Looking at Vera’s flushed face and dazed, unfocused eyes, she let out a low laugh.

“Vera… how does it feel?”

Vera panted softly and lifted her head, her eyes shimmering with moisture as she looked at the Demon King, filled with attachment and infatuation.

“Sister Morgana… I… I’m really so happy…”

“As long as you’re happy.”

The Demon King gently caressed her cheek, her smile warm.

“Next… there are even happier things waiting for you.”

As she spoke, her fingers slowly moved upward, coming to rest lightly at the center of Vera’s flat abdomen—

That small navel, like a budding flower.

“Hm?”

Vera froze, her body instantly stiffening.

Her eyes widened, filled with a mix of confusion and shyness.

“S-sister?

You… what are you going to do?”

Seeing her bashful look, the Demon King lightly tapped her trembling nose with a finger, smiling gently.

“Guess.

If you guess right, I’ll tell you.”

Seeing Vera’s shy and clueless expression, a teasing impulse rose in the Demon King’s heart.

She wanted to see what cute reactions Vera would show under her guidance, especially since she would be heading to the front lines in a few days.

The Demon King stroked Vera’s face and smiled.

“I’ll be leaving in a few days.

Now then, don’t you want to keep me company and have some more fun?”

Hearing this, Vera hesitated, conflicted, and could only let out a soft sound.

“Mm…”

She bit her lip and gently shook her head, her cheeks red enough to drip blood.

“Sister… don’t make me guess…

I… I really don’t know…

Please tell me, alright?”

The Demon King laughed softly.

“Since you’re begging me, then I’ll reveal the answer.”

Before the words finished, her fingers had already moved.

“Ah—!”

Vera’s whole body trembled, a cry escaping her lips uncontrollably.

“Shh…”

Seeing her tightly shut eyes, slightly furrowed brows, and restrained expression, the Demon King praised softly.

“So good… Vera, you’re enduring it so well.

Do your best, okay.

I’m looking forward to you bringing me even more interesting things.

In my heart, you are one of a kind.”

“Ah…”

Hearing this praise, Vera’s heart jolted violently.

In her hazy awareness, an indescribable sweetness and satisfaction welled up, like a pet being praised by its owner.

Her thoughts raced with excitement, as if her consciousness were floating up into the clouds.

Sister Morgana… praised me…

Said I’m… very good…

Happiness surged through her like an electric current, nearly melting her entirely.

The Demon King leaned down close, her thumb gently brushing Vera’s flushed cheek, her voice tender.

“How does it feel?

Does it feel good?”

Vera panted, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

“…Very… comfortable…

Everything Sister Morgana gives me… feels so good…”

She paused, her eyes half open, gazing at the Demon King in a daze, her voice weak yet firm.

“If possible…

I want you to understand me even more deeply…

Let me… belong to you completely…”

The Demon King stared at her, at that entranced expression like a believer gazing upon a deity, and suddenly smiled.

No matter how many times she saw that look, it was always intoxicating.

It wasn’t mere satisfaction.

It was the joy of discovering a treasure, of cherishing and admiring something dearly loved.

“Since you desire it so…”

She gently stroked Vera’s hair, her smile deepening.

“Then I’ll grant your wish.”

Joy surged in Vera’s heart, limitless anticipation rising—

Only to hear the Demon King add one more line.

“But… it will be very intense.

Can you endure it?”

“Mhm!”

Vera nodded hard, her breathing quick, like a young beast awaiting a reward, silently cheering herself on.

“I… I definitely can!

Bring it on!”

As she deepened the intrusion, the Demon King leaned close to Vera’s ear, whispering like a spell.

“Vera… don’t let your mind wander.

Feel it properly, experience it, and enjoy everything.”

“Huh?!”

Vera’s awareness wavered, pulled back by the Demon King’s voice.

“Tell me,” the Demon King’s voice was gentle yet merciless.

“Does it feel good?”

“G-go… good…”