TheDragonSlayer

Asura, a noble in the kingdom of Silvara, spent his days quietly until his world ended. Betrayed by his beloved wife and then killed, he swore to get revenge on them in his late moments. Upon death, Asura somehow returned 20 years into the past. Prepared to get revenge on the woman who betrayed him.

On his journey for revenge, he discovers true love, friendship, and a life-altering truth.

A dark cult controls his fate like a game—even his beloved's betrayal was their work. He learns about his powers and strange bloodlines. Then, about this being his ninth and final rebirth! All to revive their god, using Asura as the perfect vessel.

Vowing to destroy the cult's plot and protect his loved ones, Asura forges an alternative path. 

Becoming the Devouring Monarch

Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

The bed squeaked when Asura pushed his hips forward, his member crushed by the pressure of Sigurd's insides. As he penetrated deeper, the soft, sticky walls throbbed while tightening around his member.

"Agh... Nnn~ Asura, you're spreading me apart... it feels strange, a dull pain nothing like I've felt before.... Haa..."

"You're so tight and soft, it feels amazing inside you Sigurd."

Sigurd kissed his neck while she dug her fingernails into his back, almost breaking his skin. Asura moved his hips slowly, sliding his member in and out of her depths. A low, wet, sticky sound echoed while Sigurd got used to the sensation; he felt her warmth and juices building up, dribbling down his shaft.

The sensation felt completely different from how he felt with his other partners.

"Nn~ Asura... it's starting to feel strange... Your manhood is dragging my insides, poking them... Hnn..."

Fallen Saintess Wants More ***