My interracial harem of beautiful queens



The sun's rays streamed through the Queen of Demons' bedroom window, pleasantly warming Adam's skin. It was a comfort akin to slipping into a warm bed after a bath and quickly falling asleep. However, Adam's awakening felt more like those times when a pleasant dream after a bath was followed by a Monday morning when you had to get ready for school on a cold winter day. But it was much stranger...

"First question..." he mumbled, tugging at his wrist, and the sound of chains clinking filled the air. Looking around, he realized that his hands were bound by chains, and he was half-naked—wearing only boxers. "What the hell?"

Looking around, he first noticed that he was lying on a king-sized bed with a canopy. Rose petals were scattered around him, and there was incense burning on a nearby nightstand, which had a strangely intoxicating effect on his younger brother. The room was filled with a pleasant, almost bewitching scent, which greatly unsettled Adam.

"What's with this damn romantic atmosphere? Feels like I've stumbled into a honeymoon suite," he thought, curling the corners of his mouth into a cynical smirk and emitting a snorting sound that echoed throughout the room. The silence in the room was somewhat unnerving.

The room's walls were made of black stone of an unknown type, but they looked very sturdy, and they emitted a faint but still noticeable magical energy, possibly a protective enchantment applied to the walls. This level of protection was advanced and highly secure, not something every practitioner could create. Adam couldn't help but admire the work of the practitioner who had set this up.

In the left corner, there was a comfortable chair and a small table with only a few sheets of paper, but Adam couldn't read the text on them; perhaps it was a mysterious cipher he was not yet familiar with. Or it could be hidden magic on important documents – he was well-acquainted with this type of spell, and access could only be unlocked with a password that changed every ten minutes.

"Well, it's clear that I'm in this nutcase's castle... I suddenly lost my appetite for trying out new forms of entertainment," he thought and sighed, turning his head toward the door.

Creak.

And, as luck would have it, at that moment, the door creaked open, and Veronica entered... dressed rather extravagantly, although it was questionable whether this could be called clothing. She was clad in black lingerie with lace, which happened to be semi-transparent in all the right places. She also wore black stockings with garters. Her beautiful hair, in a Hime-style hairdo, sparkled brightly and was slightly damp, indicating that she had taken a bath before this. There was a pleasant scent emanating from her, but Adam couldn't quite figure out what it was.

Veronica had large breasts and, an H-cup, and her body was lush in all the right places. Her waist was slim and made you feel as if you could put one arm around her, and added a 'fragile' effect that made you unconsciously treat her gently as if she were a crystal that could be damaged by careless touching.

"Mirethasil..." She called his 'name' with a mad smile on her face, sending shivers down Adam's spine. Her eyes narrowed, and in them, Adam saw only obsession and madness, causing him to swallow hard. With a sweet voice, the woman asked him, "Have you awakened, my dear? I was so worried about you..."

Her voice was sweet, sweeter than honey. She smiled with such a bright, fanatical smile, full of obsession, and her movements were graceful. Her beautiful black eyes looked only at him. Her scent also intensified Veronica's charm.

Swallowing hard, Adam felt a strange excitement running through his mind – it surprised even him. For some reason, such a look, full of obsession, directed only at him, gave the man a feeling as if in this woman's eyes, there was only him... and this feeling wasn't so bad.

"No-no-no... I must be going crazy. Spending too much time with this woman is driving me insane," he complained to himself, shaking his head.

"???" Veronica tilted her head to the side and slowly began to approach him.

Adam even felt nervous about this. It seemed like she was a cheetah, approaching her prey. Her legs moved skillfully on the floor, covered with a red, warm carpet, and only a rustling sound was heard. She smiled gently at him and placed her knee on the bed.

Creak.

Veronica began to crawl towards him, and Adam looked at her face. Her beautiful black eyes and long lashes, beautiful pale, well-groomed skin – a beauty beyond compare. It made his heart skip a beat, and an unfamiliar feeling of adoration welled up inside him. Surprisingly, the man's mind remained clear.

"Demon Queen... why are you doing this?" he asked, furrowing his brows. His tone was rather harsh and unfriendly, which slipped out accidentally because he wasn't entirely comfortable with the situation in which he found himself. "This is abduction, and you even stripped me and tied me to the bed... is this how you treat every stranger?"

Veronica stopped and straightened up, though she was still on her knees, but due to her tall height (190 cm), it was somewhat imposing. She looked at him with clear confusion on her face, and a hint of hurt, which surprised Adam. He suddenly felt like he had offended her.

"You..." she said in a somewhat harsh voice, as if her voice had cracked, and looked at Adam accusingly. "Mirethasil, why are you treating me like this? Are you joking, or have you simply lost your memory? I'm worried..."

"I'm not Mirethasil. How many times do I have to say it?" Adam retorted, frowning and feigning a helpless smile while trying to break free from the chains, which was surprisingly difficult. "My name is Adam, and as for my last name... I suppose it doesn't exist yet. So why do you insist so stubbornly on calling me by that name?"

"Nonsense!" she exclaimed, and suddenly, Adam felt as if he had become a bird in the skies... this refreshing feeling was due to the removal of his boxers, which now lay on the floor.

He fell silent, not knowing how to react to this. Sometimes it seemed to him that, like in the case of Amarantha, Veronica didn't use her power for its intended purpose. It was both amusing and intriguing, yet somewhat pitiful.

"I've been holding back for a long time, but it seems I need to hurry. Hmph, why did you even leave the castle?" she muttered, snorting and grabbing his younger brother with her tender hand.

"Eh—" Adam made an incomprehensible sound and narrowed his eyes when he suddenly felt a moist sensation on his dick.

Veronica licked the head of his cock and then began to go down little by little, reaching his balls and back up again. Her tongue felt good and her warm breath enveloped his cock, creating a powerful combination of pleasure. The chains jingled as Adam tried to break free of them, but everything resulted in nothing. Those chains were so strong that you could tie a dog named "Sweet Cake" with them.

"Hehe... I've been preparing for this day for a long time. I waited until you turned 200, and then we'll merge. You'll become my husband, and I... hehehe," said Veronica, panting heavily. From her lips came a strange, somewhat twisted laughter, while her eyes gleamed brightly as she looked at Adam: there was happiness and desire in them. "And I'll be your wife~! And I won't let you go. Never. For anything. Under any circumstances!"

"What were you even- ugh," Adam wanted to say, but he was interrupted by a sudden pleasure.

Veronica swallowed his cock with ease and her beautiful, soft lips pressed against his pubes. Unconsciously Adam put his hand on the top of her head and squeezed it, which caused Veronica to react... her thong became wet and since it was translucent, Adam could see every drop of her love juice dripping onto the sheet. For some reason sadism stirred in his heart and he grabbed her head and then steered her as if he were steering a ship.

"Mmmph... hn-n!"

Veronica didn't object and only rolled her eyes in pleasure, seeming to get nothing but pleasure from it. Her tongue pleasured his cock, and the warmth of her mouth made Adam hold back with all his might to keep from cumming. The woman obediently let herself be controlled and cooperated with him.

The smacking sounds echoed in the room, and some time later.

"Hn-n-ng...!"

Fshhhh... Veronica cummed again, and with it Adam, who wrinkled his nose and just surrendered, letting it all go down inside. This made Veronica's eyes open wide, and then there was concentration in them. The woman devoted her full attention to keeping every drop in. Her head rose little by little and when her lips reluctantly but still released the head of his cock, she pressed her lips tightly together and afterward there were gulping sounds - "Gulp", "Gulp".

"Ha-a-ah!" She breathed in pleasure as if she had just sipped a cold beer on a hot day. She looked at Adam with her beautiful eyes, in the corners of which tears glistened. She smiled at him, and Adam blinked.

"Eh?" The next second he found that Veronica was naked and already riding his cock, "What the..."

However, the woman didn't take the time to explain everything. She pressed her lips together and began riding his cock in a cowgirl position, first moving her buttocks, getting comfortable, and moaning sweetly, "Hyaa," as the head of his cock touched her cervix. She shuddered and closed her eyes, then took a breath. As soon as she opened her eyes, Adam immediately felt intense pleasure.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Veronica's wet pussy was making squelching sounds, and her shapely ass was slapping down and up. The woman had a beautiful and perverted smile on her face, "Aaahh... damn I love this~!".

She looked at Adam, who was looking at her with a look full of lust - it seemed that his personality changed in that second and he became focused. Seeing this, Veronica's smile grew even wider and suddenly the chains restraining Adam's arms fell with a jingling sound.

To be continued...