Cucking The Hero As The Final Boss!

Moments after his return to camp, Zephyr entered the tent where he would be treating the clan's women soon. With him was Elicia–the priestess who'd spent nearly an hour finally tasting him directly after days of fantasizing. All alone inside the big tent, the two wandered and checked the equipment that was required for what was to come. Layered with padded leaves and mud, the tent itself was somewhat soundproof, but boosting its quality further were a few other pieces of equipment that Aura had sneakily placed right under the elevated single bed in the middle.

Following the same principle as the voice-dampening face mask in Freya's possession, anyone lying on top of the bed could only speak to another on the bed as well. Apart from that, nobody could hear them, not a word nor a peep, making it the perfect setup to aid the women of the clan with their problems.

"I didn't expect Aura to suggest that you'd need to breed them for a cure," Elicia whispered, both curious and excited by the thought alone.

Placing a hand on the single bedframe, Zephyr took a deep breath and looked back at her.

"I do need to take the medicine, which will be deposited directly inside of them. Their bodies will absorb it, and the coming generation will be cured of their diseases. The men, however, if they can't save their clan, then maybe they don't deserve to further it. No different than a pride of female beasts leaving for a male who has defeated their leader."

"When you put it like that, I can't really argue." Moving closer, Elicia wrapped her arms around Zephyr's body from behind. "But I can't help but wonder why a fiend would care either way. Aren't you supposed to be all evil?"

"That would be Aura," drumming his fingers on the edge of the bed, Zephyr held onto a memory of how it all began. "She… always had that problem with her. A bit of a violent woman, and so, I had to keep her from acting out on those impulses. Maybe that's why I kept a part of my humanity."

Slowly turning around, he took a deep breath as Elicia leaned her face onto his chest. Feeling his warmth and listening to the sound of his breathing, the priestess's hands roamed, and her mind turned even more devious.

"That is to say, I still believe that these folks are better off dead." Slightly raising an eyebrow, Elicia lifted her head and looked the fiend in his hollow eyes. "If the capital is after them, then they will keep attracting attention to the Holt. Ideally, I would've preferred to kill them, but Aura, as always, couldn't help herself."

Tilting her head as a smirk crept up her lips, Elicia reached down Zephyr's back and firmly grabbed his buttocks. Chuckling to herself, her succubus form flickered into existence for a few seconds, a veil of violet and pink; gone as quickly as it had appeared.

"You make it sound like getting to fuck these tanned bitches is a chore," she teased, her fingers gliding between his thighs to grab hold of his hefty ballsack.

Massaging him with one hand wrapped around them and the other passionately caressing one jewel at a time between her fingers, Elicia started panting with her heart racing and her pussy tightening up. But as Zephyr looked down into her eyes, she saw a flicker of the devil that he was meant to be.

"Of course, I wouldn't have killed the women. I just believe that keeping the men alive–at least unneutered is a mistake."

"Ahaha~ And you call her evil? You're no different." Pressing her lips against his chest, Elicia moved her fingers along the length of Zephyr's cock. Feeling his veins, his warmth from the back to the front, and eventually the tip, she exhaled with a breathless quiver. "Let's do it already, I've been waiting for days for my–"

"Hey, I wanted to talk about something," the ruffling of the tent's entrance perked the succubus's ears. "What exactly are we supposed to do tonight? Not long left before the sun starts going down."

Separating herself from Zephyr in the nick of time, Elicia turned around to face the demi-human woman who'd just ruined her moment. Forcing a smile on her face, she held a tensed look in her eyes while staring at the leopard woman.

Walking inside uninvited, Charlotte's nose flared up at the hint of something strange. An odor that she was far too familiar with at this point, it lingered around the priestess. Raising an eyebrow in question, she couldn't help but wonder if something was going on between the two as well.

'Her too?! How many girls have you seduced?!' At a loss for words, she struggled to think straight. Forgetting why she'd even walked inside the tent, Charlotte rampantly looked around the place as if the surroundings held some sort of clue.

"Ahh, fuck it. I'll be back in a sec." With a dismissive stroke of her hand, she turned around and left without saying another sentence.

Ignoring her flit, Elicia tried to turn around and touch Zephyr again, but the moment her fingers moved, another person entered the tent.

"Why was she here?! Did she ask about something?! You didn't tell her anything, did you?!" Barraging Zephyr with questions right as she was walking in, Freya was visibly discomforted by her sister's brief visit to the tent while the fiend was testing it. However, noticing Elicia inside and reminding herself that she'd even seen her walking in with him, her mouth hung ajar. "I-I… I'll talk to you later!"

Quickly turning around, she left as her sister did, with a great deal of embarrassment. The brief encounters, however, told Elicia one thing.

"I guess I'll wait a little while longer," although visibly disappointed, she washed away her downcast expression. "Better wait and really enjoy the moment than have one of your other sluts walk in and ruin the moment."

And with that, she gave Zephyr's hand one last caress before leaving. As for the fiend, he had a few things to finish before he could enjoy the many succulent dishes that night.