Dungeon Overlord: Monster Girl Harem!

After meeting with the Bishop and hero, he sent them both to a small annexe to rest, then closed his throne off to enjoy some fun with Erina.

Erina lay over Leonhardt's lap, her body flushed and quivering as his fingers caressed her thighs, still coated in her dense honey—the wet streaks of her viscous sap soaked the carpet beneath his throne.

"You did better today, Erina."

"Haa.....rearlly..?" Her dazed voice was barely a whisper, and she rolled her words.

Leonhardt didn't intend to keep going after the dark elementals' mana spread evenly between them both. He wanted to keep a sort of balance—he tried to avoid devouring too much of one elemental's mana.

"Nn~" She closed her eyes and let her body relax.

Dark magic flickered between her crotch and around her chest as her succubus attire cleansed and wrapped her body.

A sudden chill tickled his spine, and Leonhardt turned to the left.

The curtains leading to his private room swayed slightly, but only a breeze remained.

I swore I sensed someone!?

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to use his mana sight and arachnid sight in tandem to find the intruder that he sensed.

"She's adapted quite well."

Zafira's calm and business tone echoed in the empty room.

The succubus princess approached wearing her complete outfit, an armoured dress with the faint scent of blood lingering on her body.

"Did something happen?"

She nodded before taking Erina's resting body in her arms. "A few humans from the kingdom tried to approach some of the villages. We have them in custody, but they were armed and ready to fight."

"Who did they belong too? The King?"

"No, those damn paladin's it seems the church isn't unified. Honey, please be careful... you are now my husband and I cannot let bear the thought you might suffer or be in danger."

Zafira changed from the moment they made love.

Her actions and subtle movements all became graceful and more elegant, but only in the bedroom did she become a foolish cock sleeve.

"I have compiled notes on each of them and left them on the bedside table."

"Why are you so good to me, Zafira?"

"I am your wife~ and you make me so happy."

Their relationship still needed to deepen, but emotionally, there was no issue.

He trusted Zafira with everything and didn't doubt that she would do her best for him. "I will read them later, both of you should rest now. Erina is exhausted after sharing mana with me, and you've worked too hard."

Leonhardt's eyes carried a new warmth in this evolved form—he couldn't feel affection towards humans, but the women and people who served and followed him began to hold meaning in his chest.

Zafira, Ifrit and Dravanna were at the top of his priorities.

"Fufu... this is nice."

Zafira snapped her fingers, and Erina's figure vanished; this ability was something Leonhardt purchased for her to send her kin and weaker monsters anywhere in the dungeon.

Aka the entire kingdom.

"Since the child is gone, how about... we have some adult time, husband?"

[This damn sneaky woman! Don't forget I am here!!!]

(Are you jealous now that she's taken his seed? Fufu, Ifrit, you have a pact with his soul... can she match that?)

[I don't care!]

Ifrit roared, and from her voice, Leonhardt understood the cute little elemental was upset.

Don't worry, you are important to me too, Ifrit. Don't cry.

[Who's crying!?]

(Shhh, don't listen to her, Leon~ this girl is blushing so happily in here, fufu.)

***

The pair sat side by side, watching the night air while drinking the delicious Papilion together.

It became a habit after she started coming to his office late at night, during the dark hours, Leonhardt checked the dungeons, goblins, and now the dark elves and orcs to ensure they remained safe...

Zafira watched him tapping away.

"You love your monsters quite dearly, I am a little envious." She gulped a mouthful of wine, her cheeks swollen, before leaning over and kissing him.

Leonhardt felt the sticky fluid swap between their lips and tongues, making him grunt softly as he swallowed. "It's a bit sour today." He furrowed his brow and stared down at the red liquid in his cup.

That's when he noticed the blush on Zafira's cheeks as her tail swayed in the air, the tip oozing with sap. "Sorry, I might have put some of my juices in there... are you mad?"

"I would never get mad at something like this." Leonhardt shrugged and took another sip; this time, the flavour was different. "Oh..." Zafira's juices made the wine taste sweeter once thoroughly mixed, rather than the previous tart.

"After all my wife's taste is the best."

"W-Wife... oh my." Zafira liked to be aggressive, and due to the succubus biology, he was now the only male able to impregnate her. But she blushed when he called her wife despite putting her juices in his drinks, or flirting with him.

Succubi have a strange idea of embarrassment...

It didn't make sense to a normal monster like Leonhardt, who couldn't find the shame in a light kiss.

"So you met Belial?" She whispered after a long silence. She sat on his lap, her small body now barely up to his neck, while kicking away, she sneakily peeked at his face with a faint smile. "Are you going to duel him...?"

Leonhardt closed his eyes, curling his lips in response to his cute succubus wife. "I will defeat him; he made the mistake of waiting for me to reach Rank S."

"Really!? I thought it was soon..."

Zafira explained how she met a former rival, the daughter of her father's subordinate, the Duke of Lust.

"So that's what happened the day you fought the orcs and I returned?" He brushed her silky black hair, and Zafira started tying it up in a pair of buns with long tails dangling at her waist. Her horns poked out from the black strands, and she rested against him.

She didn't speak, but just enjoyed being held by him.

"Then not only Belial, should we beat that woman's ass too, for insulting you?" He asked, lifting his cup to Zafira's lips, as she happily sipped on the wine.

"Well... that woman... she was my childhood friend before an annoying fly she liked started chasing my ass... after that the bitch blamed me and left me behind." She swallowed and looked up at him with a sad expression.

Leonhardt didn't ask, but it might be the first time he thought demons resembled humans more than they might admit.

"You still want to be friends?"

Zafira nodded silently, her face turning away in shame.

"Alastria might be a bit annoying, but she's just honest and loved that guy... even though he just kept leading her on and broke her heart. I will face her myself, and beat sense into her!"

He sighed and kissed her forehead, stroking the sensitive skin between her eyes as his fingers brushed her eyebrows.

Somehow, he looked forward to seeing the two women fight.

"What do you plan to do next, Leon?"

He glanced over at Zafira's expression; there was a faint twinkle in her golden eyes as she spoke, as if excited to go on another adventure or cause chaos. After the Orcs joined his kingdom, the north, west, and east became safe. Well, the north could become dangerous if demons were to start attacking.

"It's the south, then. I guess."

He'd already decided to conquer the human world, no matter what.

Although he promised Bishop Henry that the old man would die in two years. Leonhardt could corrupt or save him and change his faith, but the issue lay with the humans and their arrogant view of the world.

"The south... right, so first are the northern lords and merchants of the human kingdom, then we make our way to their royal capital?"

"Correct, we can't just sit and wait for the humans to attack us, especially after they received a taste of our power. I plan to invade them commercially and economically with items and goods only available from Embervale."

Leonhart's eyes shone as he spoke of his plan. Zafira watched in silence, smiling. "Then we march on them when weak and lacking the fight to resist and take down the man who insulted your mother and race! Adolf!"

"Eh? You're doing this for me...?"

Zafira gasped, shocked that he remembered the story she had told, despite her efforts to resist her feelings for him.

"Fufu..."

"Hmm? What's so funny?" Leonhardt asked as he looked into her eyes. The golden pools shimmered brightly at him.

"Ah... nothing. I just remembered why I fell for you."

"Oh really?"

He didn't understand women enough, beyond that they like expensive things, being treated well and loved to climax.

"You've given me everything I always dreamt of... freedom, the chance to build myself without holding me down, so much that I found myself perching on your lap like this as if natural to me."

I will do anything you desire, my dear succubus.