Prince of Wives

by Jason Hale

  As soon as Ilaina went past the door, Zamira released an energy field to restrain Konnor's overflowing demonic energy. Preventing it from leaking to the outside, then observed his transformation in silence.

  Flame, water, and storm clouds swirled around him as the tattoo of a lion-headed eagle beast appeared on the right side of his chest. The refinement of his bones, flesh, and blood was coming to an end, causing his entire body to glitter within the elemental clouds like a sublime gem.

  The clouds then merged with his tattoo, coloring it into a mixture of red and blue. After which all the phenomenon disappeared, and the only proof left of Konnor's demonic nature was his still glowing violet eyes.

  He had now obtained a Transcendent Level Anzu Beast Physique and three new attributes. Thus, although his cultivation had not risen, his strength underwent a qualitative leap. Beneath the Transcendent Rank, not many could injure him.

  And when they turned toward Zamira, his eyes no longer appeared blank. However, for some reason, she felt like it wasn't Konnor that was staring at her, but an ancient, lofty creature awakened from its slumber.

  "Why are you not kneeling?"

  The voice seemed very similar to Konnor's, but the tone carried a regal air and a dictatorial power that forced obedience.

  It was the Flame Mark's voice. And as soon as it echoed, within the entire Kracht mansion, time stopped fluctuating.

  Instinctively, Zamira fell on her knees with her eyes locked onto the ground, not daring to look into Konnor's.

  "Greetings Infernal Master! My apologies for my lack of courtesy!"

  Within the Barbarian Continent, demons were known as the Infernal Masters whose will all should obey. Naturally, Zamira, a former barbarian chieftain, held them in awe.

  "You may rise. I have accepted your offering. State your wish. As long as it is within my ability to grant and the scope of your gift, grant it I shall."

  Hearing those words, Zamira's entire body trembled from excitement. This was an opportunity, the type of opportunity she had been yearning for across all those decades.

  "I only have one wish. That is to rescue the enslaved people of my tribe and rebuild it within the Barbarian Continent!"

  She proclaimed while remaining on her knees. But the Flame Mark possessed Konnor negatively shook his head.

  "That wish is far beyond the scope of your gift. If you want me to grant it, you must offer more. Much more."

  "For the sake of restoring all you lost, what are you willing to give?"

  The Flame Mark's overpowering voice caused a new bout of tremors within Zamira's body. Slowly, she lifted her gaze from the ground and locked it on that shimmering violet pair that produced unexpected reactions within her body.

  "First, may I ask what caste and house your excellency belongs to?"

  Before making a contract, in the rare cases where the demon was of unknown origin, such a question was common knowledge, and among the few things, demons were obliged to answer to honestly. They would not take offense.

  "Demon Prince, House of Taltus."

  And although she already had her doubts, Zamira's almond eyes widened with disbelief. Nigh instantaneously, she pressed her forehead onto the ground to prostrate herself in a kowtow.

  "It would be my greatest honor to enter a contract of eternal servitude with your highness! I hope my soul will be enough to obtain your blessing!"

  She exclaimed with her heart thumping from excitement. Although a Master-Servant contract meant the loss of her freedom and soul, she had no hesitation. Although she was initially a worshipper of Anzu, she still had no hesitation.

  This was no longer merely an opportunity to rebuild her tribe, but a chance to enter the house of one of the Four Kings of Hell! Barbarians would drench heaven and earth with blood for the sake of one such opportunity!

  However, the Flame Mark couldn't make that choice for Konnor, and so, it reverted control of the body to him.

  …

  "I thought your only purpose was to offer guidance. Since when were you entitled to take over my body?"

  Konnor snapped in apparent fury, and within his mind, he entered a heated exchange with the Flame Mark.

  "This was a special case. Because you have not fully matured as a demon, your body automatically deferred to me to accept the servant's offering."

  Although he couldn't intervene in the refining process and the following discussion, Konnor was fully aware of everything that transpired.

  "Regardless, this makes me question your trustworthiness and wonder if the Barbarian Continent is that good a destination."

  "Don't be so dramatic. If not for me, you would have wasted two great opportunities. The opportunity of obtaining a new physique, and the opportunity to subdue this good woman."

  "Although this woman's cultivation is only at the sixth step Transcendent Knight Rank. Her potential is fairly high, and you can train her into a powerhouse."

  "Moreover, she possesses strong ties to the Barbarian Continent, ties you will need in the future."

  The Flame Mark did not doubt that Konnor was doomed to establish himself within the Barbarian Continent. Pushing the date was only delaying the inevitable.

  "Last but not the least, dual cultivate with her, and your cultivation will increase by leaps and bounds. I can use the power I've accumulated to stop time for a day to let you fully enjoy her."

  But hearing those words, Konnor's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

  "Screw Wolfgang Kracht's woman?"

  "What? Afraid?"

  "Hahaha! Who am I to reject the call of destiny?

  It is a great man's duty to plant his seed within the outstanding women on his path. If she dares deliver herself, I dare accept her! In any case, since the daughter has been taken, we might as well add the mother!"

  The Flame Mark approved.

  "Well said! You are the blood of Taltus. If you want something, it is by right yours to snatch!"

  "And in time, all within this world shall belong to you!"

  …

  The fast mental exchange ended with Konnor pulling his attention back on Zamira who still prostrated on the ground, unwittingly outlining her curvaceous rear for Konnor's demonic eyes to feast on.

  "I will ask you only once. Knowing what entering my house implies, are you willing to abandon the ownership of your body and soul for the sake of me fulfilling your wish?"

  His voice had changed from the overpowering dominator to that of a charming scoundrel, but Zamira didn't care. If anything, she felt more at ease.

  "My people didn't deserve the fate they suffered under the armies of the Holy Flame Empire. And I as their chieftain not only failed them miserably but got to enjoy a life of peace and opulence while they and their descendants are being humiliated within this country!

  For the sake of giving their freedom back to them, for the sake of rebuilding my tribe and honor my ancestors, there is nothing I cannot give up!

  So yes, I am willing!"

  Fury and unwavering determination drove her every word.

  "Then I, Konnor of the house of Taltus, welcome you into my household!"

  Chapter 40 - Solidifying the Deal

  Konnor stretched his hand toward Zamira to release five light purple pentagrams that encircled the two of them.

  "Are you willing in all conscience to unequivocally abandon your body and soul to my absolute will?"

  "I am willing!"

  "To forsake any claim to freedom and enter a lifetime of servitude within my house?"

  "I am willing!"

  "To allow your life and death to forever remain in control of I, your lord-master?"

  "I am willing!"

  "Lastly, do you pledge to devote the remaining of your existence to the satisfaction of your master and the empowerment of his house?"

  "I so pledge!"

  An amethyst haze soared from the pentagrams, locking the two in its midst while a violet lock rose from Konnor's fingertip and dived into Zamira'
s chest.

  Violet light flew from her cleavage and imprinted her breasts with house Taltus's Mark of Servitude: A purple pair of butterfly wings.

  "Henceforth, and for the rest of eternity, you are my servant and shall count among the lesser members of my household."

  "In return, I guarantee that you shall regain your tribesmen within three months. Moreover, when I march into the Barbarian Continent, I shall grant you the opportunity to reestablish yourself."

  Thus, the contract ended. Dark-purple threads flew from the kowtowing Zamira to dive into Konnor's chest and forehead. Her talent was added to his. Her mind became an open book for him to browse through, and her life was his to do with as he saw fit!

  However, due to the vast gap in their strength, she would see no improvement in her cultivation base. At Least not for now.

  And browsing through her mind, Konnor realized why despite having the unconditional affection of Wolfgang, she could not rescue her tribesmen. Following the victory against the Borxan tribe, the leading nobles split the spoils through contribution. Wolfgang who accumulated the most merit in the war used his to take her, the chieftain, as his reward.

  As for the rest of her tribe, they fell into the hands of other noble houses who either abused or auctioned them to the highest bidder.

  Now, after fifty decades, not many of the original captives remained. There was no use for barbarian men, so their lives quickly ended. As for the women, the lucky ones saw their cultivation bases destroyed and became servants within noble households while the unlucky ones were turned into dual cauldrons and sold to two houses.

  House Schoner, and House Henlein.

  Dual cultivation was frowned upon, but it was not illegal. As for why two Uradel houses would rely on it, the answer was simple.

  Although without massive preparation, the limit for ordinary dual cultivators was the peak of the Transcendent Rank, that was a limit many were perfectly fine with.

  After all, within the immensity of the Holy Continent, Semi-Saints were few and far between while Saints were as rare as holy crystal mines.

  Moreover, nobles needed heirs with certain cultivation levels to inherit their titles. House Schoner and House Henlein were facing the same dilemma. They had declined, and their descendants were not outstanding enough to reach the sixth step Transcendent Knight or Spirit Rank in a lifetime.

  This meant that they would go from Count Level houses to Viscount Level Houses. A shame Uradel families couldn't accept. Thus, they decided to trade quality for success and used vast resources to obtain those Borxan women above the Arch Rank for their heirs to dual cultivate with.

  Upon processing that information, Konnor quickly formulated a plan. Fortunately, Freya would soon return with great wealth to grant him the means to strike.

  Also, even before that, wasn't Wolfgang about to sign off half his properties for the Holy Flame Baptism?

  "But that's something to be dealt with at a later date. Meanwhile…"

  Konnor's eyes fell upon Zamira who had yet to rise from the ground.

  "Rise."

  His irresistible command echoed within her ears, and she stood up. But the eyes with which she looked at him no longer contained the dignity of a superior cultivator. That dignity had been replaced by the ardent need to serve.

  "How will you serve your master?"

  Konnor asked in a sultry tone carrying invisible pheromones that caused a slight tremor within her body.

  "Naturally, in ways that will bring you absolute delight."

  Zamira brazenly replied with her lips curled in a seductive smile. She didn't dare belittle Konnor because of his youth. However, she was confident in her skills to pleasure; skills that turned Wolfgang into her obedient little man.

  "Is that so? There is a price for not being able to live up to your boasting. Are you sure you can afford it?"

  The sexual dance had already begun. Konnor's shimmering eyes didn't conceal their urge to dominate Zamira, while hers met him with the confidence that she could take all he had to offer.

  That confidence pleased him.

  For he knew that soon, the only thing within her eyes would be debilitating pleasure.

  "Undress."

  He ordered, and she obeyed, pulling down her white dress, and revealing her hourglass figure for his eyes to feast on. A predatory glint shone within his amethyst globes as he stood up and stepped toward her. She was tall, but he was taller, surpassing her by fifty centimeters he used to peer into her eyes from above while cupping a feel of her delicious, motherly breasts.

  "Mhm…"

  She stifled a moan, feeling a jolt of electricity course through her body when his hand grabbed her breast through her lace undergarment.

  "You need no fabric. Tear off your undergarments."

  Konnor didn't realize that in moments like these, his tone would become very similar to the Flame Mark's and carried a regal air that commanded obedience. Thus, although her cultivation was leagues above his, Zamira felt that it was only right to obey.

  *Snap*

  In a sharp move, she tore off her bra, then did the same to her lace panties.

  Lace underwear was the current trend within the Holy Flame Empire's nobility. A trend Konnor found quite pleasing. However, for Zamira, those adornments were unnecessary.

  "This day marks a new beginning for you."

  He declared while circling her and taking all her assets into his eyes.

  "Past today, regardless of your feelings for your husband, he will no longer be able to please you."

  "Past today, the dominating thought of your mind will be to shove my throbbing rod within your hungry snatch."

  "In your many sleepless nights, it is my touch that you will crave. A craving that will unmistakably lead you back into my arms to "die" a thousand times."

  Thin purple flames swirled around his form, desire flames born from his demonic powers that alongside his words, set Zamira's trembling body ablaze.

  "I will put nine loads into you. One down your throat, and Eight in your cunt. As for ass, I reserve it for another day."

  Konnor copped another feel. This time of her supple ass cheeks, channeling his Ecstasy Fingers and causing a jolt of electricity to surprise Zamira.

  "Ohh…"

  She failed to stifle her moan, and as her excitation shot up, and her sexual juice moistened her inner thighs, she realized that perhaps, she was biting off more than she could chew!

  Still, could a former chieftain be willing to be played that easily?

  "We shall see about that."

  There was defiance, a combative spirit that refused to submit to his domination easily.

  "Good. Very good."

  Konnor moved back toward his seat, pushing the chair away from the table to sit with his legs outstretched.

  "Then come. Let's fight and see who first breaks."

  "Take down my pants, and work for your first load."

  Purple mist spread within the study, carrying with it an aromatic orchid scent that caused Zamira's eyes to glaze with lust. In normal times, with her much higher cultivation, she should have been able to suppress it. But now, she could not. It drew her in!

  And before she could realize it, she was kneeling in front of Konnor, unstrapping his belt, and pulling down his pants.

  Chapter 41 - Subduing the Former Chieftain (R-18)

  As if animated with a mind of their own, Zamira's hands freed Konnor of unnecessary clothing and revealed his still flaccid cock to her eyes.

  "Why is it not hard?"

  She was annoyed. Her thighs were currently soaked with her juice while her entire body burned with desire. Still, despite her nakedness being out for Konnor to enjoy, there had been no reaction.

  "Lust doesn't control me. I control it. It is my friend and toy.

  Thus, if I do not want my rod to rise, it shall not. If you want it, work for it."

  She didn't need to hear more, and dripped her saliva onto his meat rod, moistening it thro
ugh her oral secretions before giving it gentle strokes. She could feel its positive response, the heat climbing within, the veins popping out, and the shaft slowly but surely rising to meet her lustful eyes.

  Slow, methodical strokes soon became fierce pumps as Zamira brought Konnor's cock to full length and unceremoniously impaled her throat onto it.

  The sloppy sound caused by her sudden pull of his cock into her mouth caused Konnor's lips to curl into an amused smile.