The Final Villain Has Fallen to the Lust Demon - Chapter 2.11

In a world where it was considered perfectly natural for a noble to have three or four lovers, she had no intention of keeping her chastity alone.

In addition, the knowledge she had acquired while previewing books related to her <Demonology> lectures fueled her impulse.

It was normal to not remember things done while strongly possessed by Demonic Energy.

If it were Demian, who compulsively maintained a pure and clean image, he likely wouldn’t speak of it even if he did remember the happening with her.

Since it was a situation that would clearly become something that never happened even if she didn’t try to cover it up, Levi could easily come to a conclusion.

If there was no way to resist the desires and impulses anyway, she might as well enjoy this brief amusement.

“You’re right. I can’t run away.”

Levi reached out and traced his cheek, an unconscious smile playing on her lips.

Because this situation, created by the unexpected appearance of a powerful demon, was so absurd.

And because she found herself quite funny for accepting him so easily, as if she had been waiting for such a situation.

That was why she laughed, but to Demian, it seemed to be taken as an ambiguous provocation.

“What’s that smile for?”

“I don’t know. Is it because my partner is the Prince?”

“Are you disappointed it’s not the man you have an unrequited love for?”

Demian spat out with a sneer. But the answer Levi let slip was not what he expected.

“No. The smile is from expectation, Your Highness.”

He felt the desire-stricken Levi scan his face and body wetly. Demian somehow didn’t hate her whispering in a sultry voice that she was expecting something from him.

Seeing her pink eyes looking up at him, hazy and unfocused, he even felt the impulse to live up to that expectation.

Demian knew his body well. He would be able to easily give her what she wanted.

If only the annoying parts were fixed.

“If you want to check if your guess is right, call me by my name. Skip the titles.”

In a state where his reason was already completely broken and only impulses remained, he didn’t want to hear titles like “Your Highness” or “Prince.” It was clear they would only interfere with satisfying his desire.

“You’re doing this because you know neither you nor I will remember anyway, Levi Heron.”

He was right.

Since she had decided to enjoy it knowing they wouldn’t remember each other, there was no reason she couldn’t call his name.

“Demian.”

“…….”

She had only whispered his name, but Demian swallowed hard and once again devoured her lips. He rubbed against her and pressed close without any gaps, as if trying to crush and melt every part they touched.

As their saliva mixed messily and the wet sounds filled the space, the strength in Levi’s hands, which were gripping his shoulders, also increased. Thinking that she was touching his bare skin gave her a strange tension.

Levi carefully licked his invading tongue back and felt his back. His muscles were showing off their presence, as if proving he had held a sword his whole life.

The feeling of being pinned under such a magnificently grand body wasn’t bad.

Though she was a bit afraid of whether she could accept the massive c**k that kept pressing firmly against her.

Unlike Levi, who was responding to the kiss while having various thoughts, Demian was in a state of being a complete slave to desire. His already hot-blooded body shoved his reason into a corner as if it had been waiting for such an opportunity.

He moved his lips to her neck, which wafted a sweet and fresh scent from scented oil.

‘……Is a woman’s skin normally this soft?’

Because he had compulsively avoided them, this was the first time Demian had encountered a female body this closely. Even as he pressed his lips to her neck and bit her skin according to instinct, he continued to be surprised by the feeling her body gave him.

The corners of her eyes were flushed red, perhaps from excitement, and her long eyelashes trembled every time he kissed her. It was the first time his lower half had grown stiff just by looking. He was curious how sensitive her already-sensitive body could become and wanted to keep stimulating her.

Demian bit her flushed earlobe.

“Hnngh……!!”

“…….”

Levi’s quivering, feverish voice sent a thrill up his spine, making his waist tingle with excitement.