It was already afternoon by the time Asahi returned to his new castle. Alise and Kaguya were setting up their room in the furthest part of the top floor, dubbed Inner Sanctum by Shiori. His chamber was on the same floor, just around the corner. Astraea had taken the liberty to choose a room of her own on the right of Grayfia. Even Yuriko had taken time off of her store to choose a room for herself. Saya, well, she chose two rooms, one for herself and one for her alter ego Haya.

‘Look at their priorities, Klyscha.’

(Spending time with you is their priority.)

‘Well, as long as they have fun.’

Asahi looked for Lilith, who was sitting in a spacious chamber in the outer section of the castle. The black-haired mother of all devils was wearing an elegant black one-piece. Leaning her head on her left hand, she thoughtlessly fiddled with a burning cigarette held in her right hand. Perhaps it was her lifeless expression or her blank look in her eyes, Lilith seemed to have aged by twenty years, perhaps due to her lifeless expression or the blank look in her eyes.

The air was hard to match with the woman who arrogantly belittled Asahi when he challenged Lucifer.

‘Why is the devil milf depressed now?’

The blue-haired devil maid standing nearby noticed Asahi. With a quick bow, she fled like a frightened rabbit.

“Your Imperial Majesty.” Lilith tilted her head, raising the cigarette between her lips. “I have set up the stage for every Devil noble… However, I can’t guarantee that everyone will show up.”

“Great work.” Asahi sat across from Lilith and pointed at the cigarette. “Where did you get this?”

“This foul-smelling burning smoking piece of crap? A purple-haired girl gave it to me… she said ‘You look more depressed with this in your hand.’.”

“Shiori.” Asahi couldn’t help but shake his head at the ever-growing mischief of his wife. “Well, she wasn’t wrong. You look like you haven’t slept since forever.”

“What’s the point?” she shrugged and continued smoking. “Sorry, My Emperor. I’m not in the right mood… can I have some time alone?”

Lilith felt like her life was nothing but a ginormous waste from start to finish. Her issues stemmed from health issues and spiraled out of control from witnessing the daily loving life of Asahi.

Lilith finally realized the slogan many lower-class devils shouted ‘Life isn’t fair.’

“You can, but,” Asahi said, taking the cigarette from her. “Wanna talk about your life problems? Did you and Lucifer split up?”

Lilith had finished every task he gave her. That much endeavor called for a little counseling session at the very least.

“Split up?” Lilith scoffed. “What even was left between us after his fall? I hate seeing that man’s face now… I hold you accountable for everything.”

“Well, your husband started it all. I was just defending myself.”

Lilith gave him a sidelong glance. “You’re more inconsiderate than I previously imagined, Your Imperial Majesty.”

“What did I do exactly?” Asahi shrugged. “Nothing.”

He didn’t remember doing anything inconsiderate other than turning Lucifer into a saint.

Lilith sharpened her gaze, the pair of obsidian eyes scrutinizing him. “Man envies God for immortality. God envies man for transience.”

“That metaphor.” Asahi frowned. “Is it supposed to mean something?”

Lilith squeezed the cigarette, a lonely expression on her face. “I am resigning from this job… there is nothing for me here.”

“I won’t stop you but.” Asahi reached out and stroked her hair, using the power of headpats to soothe her depression, even if just a bit. “You are always welcome—”

Lilith slapped his hand and tackled him. Asahi’s body moved on instinct. Grabbing Lilith, he pressed his thumb to the underside of the table. The chair creaked but held on.

Lilith grinned in his face and leaned forward. The chair fell prey to gravity. On top of Asahi, Lilith cupped his cheeks and connected their lips. Hungry and passionate, Lilith sought him with her elegant lips.

‘What’s with her?’ Asahi was dizzy and clueless. Was Lilith was messing with him or just wanted to fuck with him? Still, not the one to back down, he responded by lapping her tongue and letting his hand roam down her dress. He squeezed her buttocks through her dress. The mother of devils had round and seductive buttocks like that of a young woman.

Lilith pulled away with a casual grin. “Your Imperial Majesty, I envy the relationship you have with your women. It’s more than lust. More than the yearning of flesh… there is affection and acknowledgment for the other half. I have yet to see the same kind of love anywhere in the Underworld. This—I hate you for showing me this. I can’t go back to my old marriage now… it’s in shambles because of you. For that sin, I want you to spoil me for one day.”

Seeing Asahi and his women interact had reignited a spark. The spark she had lost after leaving Heaven with Lucifer. She both hated and feared Asahi for what he did to her and the Underworld.

“One-night stand.” Asahi chuckled. “I haven’t had those in a while.”

(I changed you, for better or worse.)

‘It’s for the better.’

Lilith shook her head. “Your Imperial Majesty, it’s not a one-night stand. It’s rewarding me for my contribution in bringing down the Underworld… if I hadn’t caused those assassinations, the Underworld would still be in a stalemate.”

Lilith was off-put by the mention of a one-night stand, so she worded it the correct way.

She leaned down and blew a warm whisper in his ears. “It’s a simple give-and-take. Deny me if you can’t be a man—”

Lilith was thrown off before she finished her words. Asahi tossed aside every notion of rejecting Lilith. He grabbed Lilith and put her on the table. Grabbing the hem of her dress, he ripped it apart until her belly button showed. He pulled down her sexy panties and immediately shoved his face in her crotch.

“Mmpphh…” Lilith jolted with a moan as she was spread open. She threw her head back with a moan as his tongue lapped her shockingly wet folds.

(How does a gilf taste?)

‘Gilf…’

Asahi’s eyes widened. He had almost forgotten Lilith was centuries, perhaps over a thousand years old. After all, she had the glamor of a young, beautiful woman. The devil retained youth even after thousands of years. Lilith might be the oldest woman he fucked since Klyscha was ‘eighteen.’ 

(Fufufu.)

Asahi felt like he was back in the old days, having fun with widows or wives frustrated with their partners. Though the scale was different. Here was the wife of Satan, the former rule of the Underworld. Not only did he take the Underworld from Lucifer, but he also made Lucifer’s wife moan with his tongue.

(You are still eighteen, my love. It’s time to fuck around and have fun!)

‘Not something I want to hear from my wife… but thanks!’

(Umu.)

Lilith, on the other hand, struggled to see straight with teary eyes. It was her first time experiencing cunnilingus since Lucifer was too prideful of a man to lower his face in a woman’s crotch.

‘This… feels amazing.’

Asahi’s playful eyes darted up at the devil begging for more. Lilith slid down the straps of her dress and played with her bare tits. The dark nipples painted a lovely contrast with her pale skin.

‘Medium is premium.’

Asahi also messed with her breasts using his telekinesis. As though embarrassed to be seen, she weaved her fingers through his hair and pushed his head deeper into her crotch.

“Your… Majesty, there… it feels… good!”

As a payback of sorts, he made Lilith writhe around on the table. He stopped short of letting her climax. Lilith’s mind was wandering between pleasure and sanity, on the brink of achieving the breakthrough.

She looked at him in frustration. Asahi drew closer and kissed her, giving her a taste of her own sweet nectar. Lilith closed her eyes and licked everything he had to offer.

“It’s my turn to feel good,” Asahi whispered in her ears and trailed his fingers on her slender legs. He gripped her soft buttocks and lifted her off the table.

“Nn…” Lilith shuddered at the sensitive touch and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Asahi’s clothes vanished instantaneously, freeing his cock from the prison. With a feral grin, he rammed into the soaking wet woman.

“Ah! I’m...” Lilith grunted at the aggressive invasion of the heat. Her insides constricted in pleasure. Shuddering fiercely as though she was struck by a lightning spell, she wrapped her softening legs around her and put her chin on his shoulder.

And squirted violently.

Asahi wasn’t merciful to let her as she pleased. He deepened their bond by thrusting deeper into her trembling walls. An excruciating pleasure numbed her mind, concealing her rationality behind a hazy fog. Her immediate response was a sweet moan that echoed in the room and clung to his vigorous body. The tips of her breasts grazed his chest before the softness of her tits squeezed between their bodies.

“It’s… too big,” Lilith muttered absentmindedly.

Asahi brazenly savored the clinging sensation of her mature pussy.

 “It’s just starting,” he whispered.

Tightening his grip on her lovely buttocks, he moved back and forth, shaking the table behind Lilith.

His grunts and Lilith’s sensual moans and the slippery sounds of flesh dominated the silence of the room.

“Rougher… Your Imperial Majesty,” Lilith begged, her body demanded more. “Mess me up.”

Asahi did so as she asked and accelerated the force of his thrusts. From gentle to rough, to gentle again before going wild. He made her guess throughout their union until her dam broke loose again.

Asahi also unleashed the heat that had gathered in his balls.

“YOUR MAJESTY!” The torrents of his warm fluid filled her insides, forcing a low scream out of her throat. She was filled to the brim.

Asahi plopped her butt on the table and leaned forward, exhaling heavily in the aftermath.

Lilith clung to him as though she was addicted to being held like this.

Asahi pushed her shoulders and brushed her long wet hair from her face. “How was it?”

“It… was better than my hus… Lucifer…” she admitted honestly. “A beautiful reward for my work… I should leave.”

She didn’t want to overstay her welcome in this position even though she was the one who seduced him. She wasn’t afraid to be cut down by his wives. No, she was terrified of falling addicted to this pleasure. She was afraid of being tied to the Underworld or Heaven as both places would keep reminding her of her past.

Asahi grinned as he raised her chin and pecked her lips. “Your reward isn’t finished yet.”

He lifted her right leg and turned over, forcing her gaze to rest her hands on the table. He pulled her hips closer and spread her asscheeks. His seed was still dripping down her gaping hole like a trail of drool.

Lilith was stumped to even speak, but her heart was thumping in anticipation. A sliver of hope that she would relive the same pleasure. Her fears were suppressed by her primal urge to mate.

Asahi didn’t disappoint her. Without a word of warning, he aligned his cock with her and thrust forcefully.

“Asahi!” Lilith moaned, forgetting etiquette to not use his name.

Asahi cupped her soft tits that gently fitted his large palms and soaked in her sweat. Stimulating her breasts, he started moving his hips.

“Say, what would you do if Lucifer walked in on us?” Asahi whispered in her ears yet he didn’t hesitate in his conquest.

Lilith tightened at the thought. The thought of her former husband watching her.

“He mnghhh…. He became a pussy.” Lilith barely got her bearing to not moan between words.

Asahi couldn’t help but chuckle at her answer. His steady rhythm left Lilith breathless. For the next hour, he flipped her all over the table, pressed her against the walls, or just sat down on a chair and let her ride him.

The dining room became a place where he ‘ate’ the only surviving Devil King and Lucifer’s ex-wife.