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The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world. That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue. And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after. Fortunately, I know just the cure. Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with. Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway. “Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said. ...huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?

Aerlev · LGBT+
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636 Chs

Sorry, I am too dazed to make any title (M)

"Ngh!"

The tingling feeling spread from the spot where Natha kissed me all over my thigh, making me twitch in the middle. Since I couldn't close my legs with Natha between them, my hands flew down in embarrassment. 

"Why? It's not my first time seeing it," Natha smiled teasingly. 

"I know!" I hissed in response, pursing my lips to hide my own fluster.

Natha laughed softly, sending even more vibration along my skin, fingers sliding down along my thigh, getting closer to my butt. Ugh--I couldn't explain it well, but it felt nerve-wracking. It was like every touch of his cold fingers made my skin burn.

It didn't even make any sense!

And then--and then, he touched my hole, and my hips jumped in surprise. Yes, yes, I knew this wasn't my first time too, and even I get surprised by my own reaction. Natha was looking at me with a mix of wonder and suppressed laughter. 

"Ah, you're so adorable,"