I Was Reborn in Another World, But I Awoke Inside a Corpse

Chapter 358: Where the Moonlight Waits (18+)

The skies above Emberlight glowed with their eternal dusk—a violet canvas streaked with rose-gold clouds and flecks of starlight, painted in slow motion. Wind moved like a lullaby, brushing softly against silver-leaved trees that arched over the winding banks of the Moonshade River.

Here, nestled in a secluded crescent where spirit-lanterns grew from mossy stones and fireflies carried whispers of forgotten lullabies, Isaac had brought his family.

No duties. No war. No divine messages.

Just peace.

Just the three of them.

To any onlooker, they might have looked like a trio of traveling companions, perhaps even close lovers. Isaac, with the eternal poise and stature of a man in his prime—tall, sharp-eyed, radiating warmth and fire at once. Asmodeus, graceful and golden, soft in gesture and presence, her youthful appearance glowing with quiet regality. And beside them, a girl with shining eyes and a grown woman's figure—Lilith, who despite being only three months old, now bore the form of an 18-year-old, her silver-blonde hair tied with ribbon, her gaze full of both mischief and deep-seated affection.

They didn't look like a family.

But they were.

In truth more tightly bound than most bloodlines could ever claim.

Isaac stood at the edge of the Moonshade River, letting the glowing water drift around his bare ankles. Asmodeus leaned beside him, brushing her fingers gently along his sleeve. Their daughter was darting barefoot through the shallows, splashing droplets that shimmered like stars as they fell.

"Papa!" Lilith called, twirling until she stumbled and fell backward with a theatrical yelp. "I think the river's trying to drown me again!"

"You're in ankle-deep water," Isaac said without moving.

"That's deep for someone three months old!" she retorted, grinning as she held out her arms.

He scooped her up with ease, cradling her effortlessly against his chest.

Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and she gave a quiet sigh, as though that small moment—being held by him—was the entire reason she had asked for help.

Asmodeus watched them with soft amusement and a flicker of pride. "You'll never let her grow out of being spoiled."

"I wouldn't dream of it," Isaac replied.

The family settled beneath a bioluminescent willow tree, spreading out a velvet blanket and laying out fruits and roasted herbs that crackled lightly with heat from a flame conjured by Isaac's fingertips. They didn't need to eat—immortal beings rarely did—but it was the ritual, the love in the preparation, that made the moment matter.

Lilith lay with her head resting on Asmodeus's lap, one hand still clinging to Isaac's. The sky above slowly shifted from twilight to starlit violet. Petals floated down like blessings. The gentle hum of Emberlight's magic seemed to quiet just for them.

"I wish we could stay like this forever," Lilith murmured, voice half-laced with sleep.

Asmodeus brushed her bangs aside and whispered, "Then stay. The world can wait."

Isaac smiled without speaking, his eyes raised to the stars—and in their light, he saw only peace reflected back.

For this moment, they were not gods, demons, or wielders of fate.

They were simply together.

And that was everything.

The air was thick with the scent of arousal, a perfume that mingled with the lingering fragrance of the outside world that clung to their skin. Asmodeus rose from the bed, her movements fluid and graceful, the embodiment of seduction. She approached Isaac, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the chiseled chest beneath. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, "Tonight, my love, we give our precious Lilith a night she'll never forget."

Isaac's gaze shifted to Lilith, who watched her parents with wide, eager eyes. He could see the flush of excitement on her cheeks, the way her chest rose and fell with each rapid breath. He moved towards her, his hands cupping her face, and his thumbs gently caressing her cheeks. "Are you ready, my dear?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her very core.

Lilith nodded, her voice barely above a whisper, "Yes, Papa."

Asmodeus joined them, her hands gliding over Lilith's body, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the floor, revealing the young woman's naked form beneath. Isaac's eyes drank in the sight of her, her pert breasts, the gentle curve of her waist, and the soft mound between her legs, still untouched and waiting for them.

Asmodeus knelt before Lilith, her hands parting her daughter's thighs, and her tongue darting out to taste the virgin pussy before her. Lilith gasped at the contact, her fingers threading through Asmodeus's hair as her mother's tongue worked its magic, lapping at her clit and delving into her wet folds.

Isaac watched, his cock straining against his pants, eager to join in. He stepped behind Asmodeus, freeing his member and guiding it into her waiting pussy. She was wet, so deliciously wet, and she moaned into Lilith's cunt as Isaac began to thrust, the sound muffled but no less arousing.

Lilith's eyes rolled back as she felt the vibrations of her mother's moans against her sensitive flesh. She was close, so close, and when Asmodeus's fingers joined her tongue, pushing into Lilith's virgin hole, she came undone, her orgasm crashing over her in waves.

Isaac felt Asmodeus's pussy tighten around his cock as she rode the waves of her daughter's pleasure. He gripped her hips, pounding into her with wild abandon until he too found his release, filling her with his hot seed.

They collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs, their bodies slick with sweat and glowing with satisfaction. But the night was far from over. Isaac turned to Lilith, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust. "It's your turn, my dear," he said, his voice thick with desire.

Lilith nodded, her body still humming from her orgasm. She straddled her father, her hands guiding his still hard cock to her entrance. She was nervous, but the look of adoration in Isaac's eyes gave her the courage she needed. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, feeling the stretch as her hymen gave way to his girth.

The pain was sharp but fleeting, replaced by a feeling of fullness that was both foreign and exhilarating. Isaac held still, allowing her to adjust to the sensation of his cock buried deep inside her. When she began to move, it was with a tentative rocking of her hips, each motion coaxing a moan from her lips.

Asmodeus watched, her fingers dancing over her own clit as she enjoyed the sight of her partner and her daughter joined in the most intimate of ways. She moved closer, positioning herself so that her pussy was in front of Lilith's face. "Taste me, my love," she purred, and Lilith eagerly complied, her tongue darting out to taste her mother's arousal.

The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the wet slap of flesh against flesh, the moans and gasps of pleasure, and the intoxicating scent of their union. Isaac's hands roamed over Lilith's body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples, while his hips thrust up to meet hers, driving his cock deeper into her willing pussy.

Lilith's own orgasm was building, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to sweep her away. She sucked harder on Asmodeus's clit, her fingers plunging into her mother's wetness, as her own body was pushed to the brink.

With a final, powerful thrust, Isaac came, his hot seed filling Lilith's pussy, the sensation triggering her own climax. She cried out, the sound muffled by Asmodeus's pussy, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Asmodeus soon followed, her body shuddering as she came, her juices coating Lilith's face. They fell into a heap of satisfied exhaustion, their bodies still connected in the most intimate of ways.

As they lay there, catching their breath, Isaac spoke, his voice filled with pride and affection. "You are truly a woman now, my dear Lilith. A goddess of lust in your own right."

Lilith smiled, her heart swelling with love for her parents. She knew that this was just the beginning of a lifetime of exploration and pleasure, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held.

As the night waned and the first light of dawn crept into the room, the trio drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined in a lovers' embrace.