My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

Back in the Demon Capital of Avalon.

Two days passed since his wedding, and everything went smoothly.

He spent time cultivating with Hailey every night while also making sure to share quality moments with Lucy.

Asher even asked Lucy to share a bed with them, but she refused, saying she wasn't ready for that yet.

He respected her decision, understanding her feelings.

Just because she accepted it didn't mean she would happily accept the idea of a threesome.

With that, he decided not to overthink it and focused on strengthening his dragon bloodline, determined to rescue Index as soon as possible.

"Are you thinking about something?" Hailey tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on him as she rested her chin on his chest.

Her fingers traced idle patterns on his skin, waiting for his response.

"I'm thinking about Index,"

"I see," she nodded, her tone casual because it didn't really bother her.

In her opinion, as long as he kept coming to her bed, she really didn't care if he loved dozens or even hundreds of women.

"So, you plan to save her as soon as you can, right? Is the void really that dangerous?"

"It is," Asher sighed deeply. If not for that, he would have rushed to save Index first, without question.

Just imagining her alone in that place made his heart ache, especially knowing how much more isolated she would feel after years of experiencing his companionship.

"Don't be sad," she said softly, gently touching his cheek.

"I know you'll succeed in getting her out. And then, you can introduce us to her. I'm sure she'll enjoy being part of a big family."

Asher couldn't help but smile at how optimistic Hailey was. Her words lifted some of the weight off his chest.

"I love you," he leaned in and kissed her, unable to resist any longer.

Men are simple creatures—show them appreciation and make them feel important, and they would give anything for their loved ones.

Hailey knew this all too well. When she kissed him back, she made sure to put extra effort into making him feel better.

Gently, she began stroking his cock, her touch soothing and comforting, hoping to ease his tension even more.

While this was happening, Lucy spent her time waiting for Asher in her bedroom.

They had a schedule—four hours for Hailey, and then four hours for herself.

During those moments alone, she focused on her own tasks, though her thoughts often drifted back to him.

BLINK!

"You're back!" Lucy immediately stood up and hugged him tightly.

She could still smell Hailey's scent on him, but she didn't care. As long as she could be with him, nothing else mattered in that moment.

Asher did clean himself before coming, but Lucy's nose was especially sensitive. She could pick up on every scent, no matter how faint, and it made her aware of things others might overlook.

"I'm home," he responded, planting a kiss on her lips and gently guiding her to their bed.

Lucy smiled softly, her worries momentarily forgotten as she melted into his touch.

As Asher lay beside her, he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her.

"I missed you," she whispered, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest.

"I missed you too," Asher replied, his voice low and sincere. He kissed her forehead, holding her a little tighter.

For a while, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing, a peaceful silence between them.

As the night wore on, they shared a few more tender exchanges, each one more intimate than the last.

Eventually, Lucy's exhaustion caught up with her, and she drifted off to sleep in Asher's arms.

Unlike Hailey, who have endless sex drive, Lucy was different, but he really did not mind the contrast. Each of them had their own perks and charm.

Days passed, and Asher's strength continued to grow, his dragon bloodline becoming more refined with each passing moment.

Meanwhile, the demon world was going through significant changes under Lucian's rule.

Now firmly in control, he wasted no time in asserting his dominance over the families that had once forsaken him.

His influence spread, and he began applying pressure on them, demanding outrageous things.

As the families started to feel the weight of his authority, an undercurrent of resistance began to rise within some of them, with whispers of rebellion circulating behind closed doors.

However, Lucian, bolstered by the support of the other noble clans, wasted no time in quashing the opposition.

He neutralized those who dared to challenge him, making an example out of them to demonstrate the consequences of defying his rule.

His actions sent a clear message throughout the demon world: rebellion would not be tolerated, and anyone who threatened his power would pay the price.

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Back in the human world.

BOOOOM!

BOOOOM!

BOOOOM!

Multiple explosions echoed through the ground, followed by a violent tremor.

Lava began bursting from an inactive volcano, its molten surface scorching everything in its path and devouring the forest below.

Animals and beasts scrambled in panic, fleeing for their lives as the earthquake intensified.

But that wasn't the scariest part. From the mouth of the volcano, something began to emerge.

A giant hand reached out, gripping the edge of the crater as if it were trying to climb up.

It was enormous, its fingers thick and twisted, resembling charred wood scorched by fire.

"ARGG" With a deep, echoing groan, the burnt wood-like fingers dug into the jagged rock, sending cracks splintering through the earth.

Smoke curled up from the fissures in its surface as the hand slowly began to pull itself upward.

With a final, strained push, the hand hauled itself over the rim of the volcano, its nails scraping against the rock as it pulled the rest of its body into view.

The creature that emerged was big, its body roughly human in shape, though unsettlingly disproportionate.

Its head was much larger than it should have been, giving it an almost baby like appearance despite its immense size.

The creature knelt on all fours. Its face was the most terrifying part. It didn't have a nose—just smooth, burned skin where it should have been.

Its eyes were like two glowing pits of fire, burning with bright orange and red flames that looked like an endless blaze.

Below, its mouth was wide open, a hole filled with sharp, jagged teeth that looked like broken metal.

"Is this world really safe for our child?" a 12-foot-tall man asked, his voice carrying a deep, rumbling power.

Looking closer, his entire body was made of flames, warping the air around him by the sheer temperature.

"Vora has assessed it," another voice spoke calmly, belonging to a 10-foot woman with a body made entirely of wood and leaves.

Her eyes, a deep shade of green, shimmered with wisdom, and the branches of her body seemed to hum with an earthy energy. "There's no one in this place strong enough to be a threat to us Titans."

The man of flames smirked, his eyes glowing with satisfaction. "Perfect. With this world now merged with others, it provides an ideal environment for our child to grow and mature."

"Yes. I'm certain our child will grow to become one of the strongest Titans, just like us." Her gaze softened, a hint of pride flickering in her eyes as she spoke.

"Let's leave now," the man of flames said, his tone growing more serious. "We still have to deal with that thing."

The wooden titan hesitated for a moment, not because of worry, but because she simply wanted to look at her child a little longer.

Her husband noticed her hesitation and grumbled, "We don't have time to waste. We need to go now and stop that being from getting out,"

She sighed heavily. "Why do you think that being suddenly started trying to escape? It has been quietly living there for eternity. Not even all the ancient beings knew of its existence."

"I am also clueless," he replied, his tone stern. "But it's a reality that the barrier to that place is getting weaker. If it breaks, everything we've built will be destroyed."

The woman could only smile wryly. They were considered one of the strongest races, eaters of worlds, feared and respected by many.

Yet, here they were, feeling uneasy.

She raised her hand, and a glowing blue cube materialized, floating gently in her palm.

CRACK!

CRACK!

Sparks of blue electricity danced across its surface.

"Aeon!" she roared.

The cube flashed brightly, and the two titans vanished into thin air.

"AHHHHHHH!" The infant titan let out a loud, desperate cry as it slowly began to crawl down the side of the volcano.

It was drawn to the charred remnants of the forest, the half-burned trees scattered across the land.

The titan's small hands reached out, tearing into the blackened wood and nibbling on the branches as if they were mere snacks.

Its actions were driven purely by instinct, focused solely on feeding itself.