Ghoul King's Harem

Alexander\'s hand pulled out a small white jar; the cork easily popped with his thumb, looking at the bloody demoness with her face pressed into the dirt. 

"How do you want to do it?" He asked her with a smirk

"Let me go, you bastard!" Kaliara gasped, trying to push his hand away but failing.

"Oh, no no, no, baby. You\'re mine now." He said, his hand stroking down her cheek, leaving a trail of blood behind. "You will pleasure me for eternity, and all I ask is that you let me do whatever I wish to your body. If you refuse, I will have my way with your breasts and mouth, then I will fuck you in the ass while you scream and cry like a bitch then I\'ll kill you, do you understand?"

Kaliara\'s head spun as she felt his hand graze her throat, her fingers clawing at his wrist as she tried to pry away.

"Do you accept my terms, Kaliara? Isn\'t swallowing this little milk bottle easier than being raped?"

Her body trembled as she heard his voice, feeling his touch against her skin.

"Y-Yes!"

He chuckled, his hand caressing her breast before he bit into her neck, sinking his fangs into her flesh.

"Mmh mmhm!" She cried out as he drank, her body shuddering as her vision blurred, her stomach twisting as the act of him eating her flesh was strange; it was starting to make her feel good.

While she was groaning with her mouth wide open, Alexander poured the bottle of his essence into her throat before taking out another, his actions swift, as the demoness couldn\'t resist, only realising what she was drinking by the fifth vial before Alexanders knee thrust into her neck, almost breaking her windpipe as she gasped for air.

A series of sharp pains shot through Kaliara\'s body as Alexander\'s fingers began to pull her mouth open, snapping a few of her teeth out with his fingers as he enjoyed the whimpering cries of this demon bitch.

"Hey~ why do you feel pleasure when I\'m tearing out your teeth? Disgusting Masochistic bitch." He laughed, moving to her ear, licking the blood off it before biting the tips.

"You\'re so pretty when you\'re in pain. Hmmm, maybe I should just kill you right now..."

He gripped her hair tightly, pushing her back to the ground as he threw her over his back like a sack of potatoes, grabbing a sword and holding it above his head as he watched her huge body rolling in the sand.

The sand tore at her wounds, scratching and irritating them due to losing her regenerative ability.

Her weak eyes looked at him as if she was powerless; her muscles were being torn apart and reformed, and the organs in her body felt like they were on fire as she felt nauseous.

This transformation was unlike any of those before; Alexander merely watched her as his sword swung down, slicing across her face, leaving a thick scar that quickly healed because he stopped sealing her regenerative ability.

Then began to slash the words "Alexander\'s Bitch" like the engravement his Vesta had, but this was crude and made with pure violence, as her lower body was filled with her blood.

"You\'re going to start changing both body and mind soon." His voice echoed through her head as she collapsed onto the ground, her body unable to take the abuse anymore.

Alexander sighed as his gaze turned to the horizon, watching as the dark elves managed to escape completely. Still, sadly he knew that another wave of demons would likely arrive, but he wanted to get the information from this red bitch.

"Oi Red, I was going to make you into a disgusting banshee with rotten limbs, forever bald and ugly..."

As Alexander looked at her, he saw her eyes slowly turn to him, her expression growing sad as she began to shake.

"Please... stop..."

"Shut up. Do you think showing some fake emotion will sway me? You killed my beloved woman, so I will never let you off easily."

Alexander laughed, leaning down to kiss her, but Kaliara slapped his face, her hand stinging from his armour.

"You\'re a monster, you fucking bastard..."

"True, but I am also very powerful. I am your master now, Kaliara. No more playing around."

Kaliara whimpered, her mouth dry as the sword in his hand began to glow with a sinister red light, her eyes widening as she looked at the blade.

"What are you doing..." Kaliara cried out; her voice was hoarse as he brought the sword down, cutting into her chest, stopping an inch away from her heart.

"You are one of the most beautiful creatures I\'ve ever seen, Kaliara," Alexander stated as he leaned down to kiss her again, leaving his finger on her heart, listening to its beating.

"I wonder what your heart tastes like..." 

His finger stopped as he stroked the surface, feeling its powerful beating press against his fingertip. 

"Hmm... hmm... It\'s so warm... I bet it\'d taste delicious..."

He grinned as he removed his glove, holding his hand over her heart, watching as her chest began to rise and fall rapidly, her eyes widening as she watched him.

"So, shall I forget about keeping you alive and eat you here?"

[Stop playing around... Either fuck her or kill her. You are no longer able to maintain the Ghoul King Form]

\'Tsk... Eien, don\'t break my heart....\'

[Then get me a body, and I\'ll soothe your body after breaking it.]

\'Eien is lewd...\'

[You made me this way...]

Alexander could hear Eien\'s thoughts as he stared at Kaliara\'s chest, his finger tracing a circle over her heart as she shivered in fear.

"Oh, Kaliara? Are you alright?" He whispered, smiling gently.

"W-what are you doing?" The demoness asked, her voice trembling as she looked at him, her eyes watering.

"I\'ll give you a choice like earlier, become my slave, serve me like a hidden blade in the dark and never betray my orders or desire."

"No..."

"Or die."

Alexander pointed the tip of Eien to her heart, the tip piercing slowly as blood oozed down the blade before being sucked inside, before smiling.

"Which will it be, Kaliara? Shall we continue our little game or end it here?"

He sighed as she closed her eyes, shaking her head slightly, looking at him with tears.

"Why are you pretending to have feelings as a demon? Just be a cruel, lustful bitch like before, and it\'ll be fine."

He smiled as he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, his finger tapping against her skull, grabbing her neck and squeezing, his other hand gripping her jaw tightly as he forced her to watch his face.

"Hahaha! That\'s not how it works, Kaliara. The only thing that matters is power. If you\'re useful to me, I won\'t harm you. If you\'re useless, however, I will torture you until you beg for death, and then I will kill you."

"No..."

"Don\'t worry; I\'m sure you\'ll be more useful than you think." His eyes glowed with a dark red light, looking at her naked red ass and drooping beasts now covered in blood as Eien was lodged into her chest.

"...." 

She no longer acted scared, pretending to be fearful and looked at him blankly; her arms were broken, legs shattered as the strange milk he forced her to drink continued to wreck her insides as blood oozed from her lips.

[You\'re going to make her a Quistal?]

\'Well, it\'s not like I can make her my Vesta... I don\'t want to lose such a sexy demon body, so Banshee is out.\'

[But then she will become obsessed with you, unable to think of anything but completing your tasks and making you happy...]

\'Don\'t you think it\'s torture that her true mind will remain locked inside as she watches her body service me like a prostitute, kill who I want dead, protect the very "ants" she hated so much?\'

[Or...]

\'Or?\'

[You could give her to me, let me take her body....]

\'!!!\'

It was a thought that never occurred to him, or rather she mentioned it several times, yet Alexander didn\'t think she was serious; rather, did this girl want this demon woman\'s body?

He was conflicted, but the noticed the blood-red blade with black mixed in.

\'It looks like your blade...\'

Alexander would consider it but then worried about something more important.

\'What will happen to this sword!?\' 

[Alexander... Those 459 girls that died today, did you love them all? Do you regret losing them all?]

\'Of course...\'

In anger, his foot stepped on the fingers of the demoness, cracking her knuckles one by one, as her lips released a muted scream, as the essence of Alexander finally began to affect her mind completely.

[Then worry not, because those girls will replace me in the sword.] 

\'Eh?\' 

His foot stopped crushing the hand of Kaliara; instead of looking, he pulled Eien from the wound and observed the blade.

[I kept all of their souls inside, the more you kill, the more blood and essence you devour... they will soon be able to speak like me now.]

\'They are not gone forever?\' 

A strange feeling filled his chest, the anger was still there, but it began to dwindle instead, filled with relief as the energy in his body quickly faded, becoming his normal strength with his legs feeling quite weak.

[So, will you accept a sexy demoness named Eien into your ranks as a vesta, or choose this idiot as a Questal with no mind of her own?]

\'What will happen to her?\'

[I will strip her power, so the girls in the sword can punish her, torture her and make her a true believer of our true god before she gains the power to appear again.]

Alexander sighed; he suddenly felt that everything he did, his emotions and anger were trivial before a gentle warmth spread for Eien.

It wasn\'t just the feeling of her but the countless women inside; he felt as if he was drowned in hands and arms hugging him tightly.

\'One last question, can the sword allow them to all regain new bodies?\'

A long silence passed as the demoness no longer struggled. Instead, her thighs rubbed together, and she stared at him passionately.

[Yes]

The moment he heard this, he nodded, a smile returning to his face as he stroked the hilt of Eien, making his decision before looking back to the fleeing troops far from his vision.

[You have been fighting for 2 days, Alex, Qilana is long gone; there will be a second wave of demons, but only if you remain.]

\'What must we do for you to take her body?\'

[The same thing you love doing to all sexy women, just make sure you stab me into her chest as you climax.]