The Incubus Archduke Dreams of a Pet Human - Chapter 67

Soft lips descended slowly along the ridge of her straight nose. The movement of his tongue as it lapped at her small lips felt ticklish all over again.

“Haa…. That you are never to leave my side for even a moment.”

Theticia stammered, her eyes fluttering half-open as she asked the meaning of his words. This was infinitely lacking to be called a punishment.

“It is exactly as I said.”

Her body, held in Asmod’s arms and lifted high, settled softly upon the bed. Her heart throbbed and surged, for it was difficult to judge even whether the verdict was a blessing or a curse for her.

“I cannot entrust you to Glacia again, she who laid hands on my human. You only endured it because your constitution allows you to recover mana well; had you been an ordinary human, you would have withered and died within a week.”

Elegant fingers gathered a handful of the hair scattered across the sheets, stroking it. As Theticia swallowed hard at the terrifying story, Asmod quietly buried his lips into the platinum-blonde hair.

“Of course, Glacia likely acted so because she knew you would not die. However, as a ruler, I cannot show mercy in this matter.”

“Then Glacia is……”

“Since I was told it was you who suggested it first, I intend to place her under house arrest.”

Theticia tightly shut her open mouth.

House arrest, when Glacia had done nothing wrong. A sense of guilt welled up within her, for it felt as though she had done nothing but cause trouble for Glacia since arriving in the Demon Realm.

Asmod slowly withdrew his lips.

“Do not worry about that, as I will allow her to go out, even if it is not as much as you might have thought.”

It seemed Asmod had read the look of concern for Glacia in an entirely different direction.

“Ah, yes……”

At the reaction that was not at all satisfactory despite having resolved her concern, Asmod buried his head deeply into the nape of Theticia’s neck.

‘I feel as though I am venting my anger on a child who knows nothing.’

The feeling of seeing a face filled with worry was not good at all. His chest tightened to the point of irritation.

“Lord Asmod?”

Theticia looked down cautiously at Asmod, who was holding her still.

“Hng!”

Asmod’s fangs dug into the soft area beneath her tender jaw. At the nibbling bite, Theticia flinched and trembled. Asmod’s hand traveled up her waist and rested upon her b****t.

“Why did you learn magic, unless you hate this?”

As he softly grasped the corset-less indoor dress, her luscious b****t flesh was caught in his hand like kneaded dough. As he turned the collar outward like peeling a rind, the peaks atop her milky-white b*****s stood taut.

To the words asked casually while he held her b****t, Theticia answered dazedly.

“……Because I wanted to draw well.”

At the absurd answer, Asmod lifted his buried head and looked at Theticia.

To think she tried to learn magic because she wanted to draw? It would have been more convincing if she had said she wanted to avoid the bedchamber because it was too painful. His eyebrows shot up along his brow, which had only just begun to relax.

“Drawing? Why drawing all of a sudden?”

“I intended to keep a record of the monsters I have observed so far. But I am truly hopeless at drawing.”

Upon hearing the unexpected answer, the nerves that had bristled with suspicion quickly settled. Feeling somewhat piqued for some reason, Asmod clicked his tongue lightly.

“Regardless of drawing, you have no talent for magic.”

“Ugh, if I practice, I might get better……, Haa-ah!”

A sharp, tingling sensation arose from the n****e he suddenly bit. The lips that had been nibbling with sharp fangs fully engulfed her areola, licked it viscerally, and pulled away.

“I am not merely saying that. Given your constitution, the act of release itself will not be easy. You are……. because your hide is thick.”

It was sorrowful enough to be told she had no talent. To think she was called thick-skinned after being called a half-human, half-demon. She felt quite offended by Asmod, who spoke as though he were handling a beast.

Yet, as her fear had not yet fully dissipated, all Theticia could do was steal a glare at Asmod as he bit her b****t.

“Do you remember me saying before that your mana was quite immense?”

“Pardon? Yes.”

“An ordinary human cannot hold onto mana even if they have it. They cannot contain that much mana, either.”

His twitching lips brushed against her sensitively flushed n****e. Theticia, who trembled in small spasms, gripped the sheets tightly. The tension had already drained from her once-damp hands.

“From the start, your constitution is not one that releases mana outward. That is likely why mana is piled high in that body. Is that not why I take such pains to draw out your pleasure?”