Chapter 930: Persephone and Victor. 2
Persephone repositioned herself on Victor’s lap as she stood up a little, then sat back down on his lap, straddling him. Adjusting her long black hair, she threw it back and placed both hands on Victor’s shoulder.
“You want to possess me.” Persephone’s black eyes glowed slightly. “I can clearly feel your desire to conquer me…” She leaned towards him until their faces were centimeters away from each other.
“Ever since you turned me into a Dragon and brought me in here, I could clearly feel your desire for me.” She caressed Victor’s cheeks in a very loving way.
“That’s not all… You want to avoid loose ends.”
“… What do you mean?”
“Don’t play dumb. It’s not a good look on you.” She kissed his cheek and then started licking it towards his neck. When she smelled his neck, her eyes shone blood red for a few seconds, but she didn’t bite. She knew that if she did that, she would just break her teeth.
Her body began to heat up even more when she felt Victor’s hands running down her body and slowly moving toward her buttocks. She let out a hot breath from her nose when she felt his large member pressing against her entrance.
She was literally burning inside; her Dragon fire was so hot that it was affecting her slightly.
“I am a Ruler of Hell…” She took a deep breath. “As an Ancient Queen, you want me at your side both to ensure you don’t have to seek another Ruler and to ensure your own rule.”
“All the upper levels of management of your Faction will be left to your Wives; this way, you avoid corruption and exercise total control over everything…”
“As expected…”
Persephone smiled slightly. “Of course. Don’t underestimate me. I was a Queen myself, and I know how us Monarchs think.”
“You are very foolish.”
Persephone’s face twitched slightly when she heard Victor’s response.
Victor grabbed a nice bunch of Persephone’s long hair and pulled her back, making her look at himself.
Persephone’s insides tightened at this sudden movement, and she breathed more deeply in desire, but despite being very hot and wanting to do spicier things, she couldn’t ignore Victor’s words.
‘Why did he call me a fool?’ She thought in confusion.
“Control? Corruption? None of that matters.”
“Who am I, Persephone?”
“Victor… The Dragon God of Chaos…” She opened her eyes slightly wider when she understood what he meant.
“Exactly, my own name gives me control, my own Power gives me control. If I so wished, with just one word, I can erase my Hell from existence.”
“No one in Hell would dare act against me because they know the consequence; they know the fear.” Victor’s face trembled slightly, showing a distorted appearance, an appearance that was only shown in the blink of an eye: “Just as they also know that by behaving and being good citizens, they will be rewarded.”
“Do you know why I turned you into a Dragon? It wasn’t anything extravagant for something like control or for political support. It’s something much simpler than that, something more primal.” Victor pushed Persephone to the floor, and instead of her falling onto a hard floor and hearing a crash destroying everything, she fell onto a soft mattress that by some miracle supported her weight.
At some point, she was also entirely without clothes, leaving her the way she came into the world. She felt a hard member near her flooded cave that, with just one thrust, would completely ravage her.
However, these were small details she didn’t care about as much now as she looked into Victor’s lifeless, possession-filled eyes.
“You are mine. I won you over. I stole your Kingdom, your soldiers, and made you mine. Therefore, you will not run away.”
“…Is it really something so simple…?” Persephone spoke in disbelief.
“I am a Dragon, Persephone. I take whatever I want.”
“Nyx submitted to me; therefore, she is mine. Gaia was defeated by me; therefore, she is mine. Hestia is Hestia. The other Goddesses fled the Greek Pantheon and went to my Faction. Consequently, they submitted to me, and they became mine. The Gods I defeated and took as my slaves, my student who is managing my Religion, and my dear most loyal believers who pray to me every day,”
“They are all mine.”
The possessiveness in Victor’s tone actually scared Persephone a little now, but while it scared her, it also made her very wet because her very nature was fascinated by the Power gushing from his words. And, due to their past history together, these feelings were driven even further.
Victor’s tone eased a little, and he commented: “…But although these others are mine, only few can feel my touch and affection; few can be called my Wives and have the privilege of being a TRUE Dragon.”
It wasn’t Victor who should fight to get their attention. It was the women who must fight to get his attention.
He was the biggest prize, he was the strongest, the most beautiful, the craziest, the most insane, the most loving, the most possessive. He was The Dragon God of Chaos, Leader of the new Faction of Gods, The Dragon Nest.
“And because of our history, Persephone, you have earned this privilege.”
Victor gently touched Persephone’s face as his crimson, violet eyes glowed with possession, desire, gentleness, and love.
“I’m sorry for making you suffer for me, but you deserved it.”
Persephone felt incredulous. Was this any way to ask for forgiveness? She didn’t know what to say now. Victor was such a confusing man. In one moment, he was utterly insane, then in another, he was entirely kind while simultaneously being sarcastic.
But she really hated herself for feeling her heart beat faster when she heard the words ‘I’m sorry’ coming from Victor. Like many women out there, she had selective hearing and only cared about the first half of Victor’s sentence.
“I’m sorry for not paying attention to you, but you were a complete bitch in the past. At least your suffering gave you character development.”
Persephone’s eyes started to get more teary, and she had several complaints she wanted to make now. Mainly related to the way Victor apologized to her, but she didn’t care now. Her happy feelings completely overpowered all these confusing feelings.
All she cared about now was Victor’s intentions in saying those words. Even though it was confusing, and at the same time, he wasn’t completely apologizing, she understood that he wanted her for himself, something she had always wanted.
“I-.” When Victor was about to say something more, Persephone wrapped both arms around his neck and kissed him while her voluptuous body was practically glued to Victor’s body as if she wanted to merge with him.
They spent a few minutes kissing as if they wanted to imprint their entire Being on each other.
‘Ahh~, finally, he is mine…’ The Dragon Goddess didn’t care about anything else now. She dedicated this entire moment to him; her entire existence was his now, in life and death, forever and ever. Her Soul began to be linked with Victor’s in a Soul Marriage, much in the same way as it happened with Aphrodite.
Halting her kiss with Victor, she looked at him possessively with eyes full of love and desire.
“Hush, Darling. Just fuck me. Make me forget everything.”
“…I thought you would never ask.” Victor smiled widely as, with one thrust, he filled her completely.
“Yeess~!”
Soon, bangs and crashes began to be heard in the mansion.
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Victor’s Inner World.
“Hmm?” Roxanne looked with teary eyes at the Kingdom of Victor’s connections and saw a new island appearing next to Aphrodite’s. The island was strange, with an atmosphere of eternal spring, but at the same time, it had a dark section representing something similar to The Underworld.
“Ahhhh!” Suddenly, something clicked in Roxanne’s head as she understood what happened: “Darling got married again!”
Roxanne tried to open her connection to Victor to see what he was doing, but she couldn’t… After all, she was grounded for the stupid thing she did.
Seeing that she couldn’t completely connect with Victor, tears began to fall from Roxanne’s eyes.
“Stop crying, Roxanne.” Amara appeared beside her with a beam of white light. Her long hair, made of pure white Energy, floated around in a mesmerizing manner.
“But I can’t fully connect with Darling like I used to! He banned me! This is all your fault!”
Amara rolled her eyes. Every time she met Roxanne, she made a point of blaming her even though she was the one who exaggerated in the process!
“Stop blaming me! I didn’t do everything alone. You did, too, so it’s not just my fault! It’s ours!”
“Ugh,” Roxanne grumbled as she wiped her face.
“Anyway, what is that?” Amara pointed to the new island that suddenly appeared.
“Darling formed another Soul Marriage… Based on its characteristics, it must be Persephone.”
“A Soul Marriage… That which can only be done by two Gods?” Amara asked as she tried to search her memories of where she had heard those words before. She remembered it was in some conversation with her older sisters.
“A God can do this involuntarily, too. For example, a woman can promise a man that she will always be his, or a man can promise a woman that he will always be hers, and vice versa. The minimum requirement for this to happen is for one of the participants to be a God. After all, only Gods have the slightest access to The System.”
“Due to Victor’s situation with his multiple Wives, all while being the dominant party in the relationship, the ones who perform the Soul Marriage are his Wives and not Victor himself. Because of this, a part of his Wife’s Soul appears here in this place.”
Roxanne explained in a monotonous way, and despite being a little depressed now, she still played her role as an older sister. Although, technically speaking, Amara was the older sister. However, since Roxanne matured into a mature form first, that position was taken by her.
“Hmm… isn’t that unfair? Just the Wives doing it?” Amara asked.
“Well, Darling is the biggest prize.” Roxanne didn’t think it was unfair considering Victor’s status, not to mention that as the strongest, in the case of a possible death, the Wives would be protected with the trace of their Souls stored in Victor’s Soul.
Amara looked deeply at those islands floating next to each other as a light bulb suddenly flashed in her head.
“I have an idea!” She looked at Roxanne with an excited face.
Roxanne, on the other hand, looked at her sister suspiciously.
Amara didn’t care about this look and said: “If my idea works, we can easily earn Darling’s forgiveness!”
Roxanne’s eyes sparkled slightly in excitement, but she wouldn’t fall into Amara’s traps. She would listen to her idea first.
“Tell me your idea.”
“Due to Darling’s authority as a God of the highest caliber in terms of Divinity, it is quite easy for him to perform a Soul Marriage with all of his Wives, so what we can do is advise him to do it and assist him with it.”
“…By marrying all his Wives this way, he will be happy and forgive me. This is a good idea!” Roxanne smiled excitedly.
“Forgive US! Don’t forget me!” Amara grumbled.
“Whatever.” Roxanne snorted.
Veins bulged on Amara’s head. “Oh? In that case, do it all by yourself. I bet you can easily do it.” She snorted.
Roxanne didn’t react to Amara’s words immediately. Only when she thought about this specific topic did she realize that she had no idea how to do what she said.
“Wait, wait! Do you know how to do this?”
“Of course I do. Unlike you, who is a loner World Tree, I’ve been in contact with our other older sisters, and they taught me some tricks.” Amara boasted.
Roxanne didn’t care about Amara’s jab; she didn’t care about other bitches as long as she had Victor by her side.
“Tell me how to do it!”
“Humpf, not happening.” Amara snorted and then started to run but stopped immediately when she heard what Roxanne said.
“Wait, Sister… I’m sorry.” Roxanne bit her lip. She knew she was acting very petty towards Amara due to several feelings involved, mainly the feeling of not wanting to share this space with her, not to mention that she also didn’t want to take the blame for the previous incident.
“I really apologize… Please help me with this. I don’t want to go another moment without feeling Darling.”
“… Promise you’ll try to treat me better?”
“Yes, I promise… I’ll try not to be too mean to you,” Roxanne promised.
“…Hmm.” Amara looked at Roxanne neutrally, trying to look for any deception coming from her sister, but soon she sighed resignedly. “Fine, I will teach you, and we can do it with Darling.”
“Yay! Thank you, Sis!” Roxanne hugged her.
“Whatever.” She snorted; she still wasn’t satisfied, but as an older sister, she had to take care of her younger sister, even if she was annoying at times.
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