All he wanted was to get stronger, but the price was becoming the Demon Lord's husband?!
While Ryan slept, Belloros quietly approached his bed.
Ryan's skin looked incredibly soft. His chest rose and fell gently with each breath, outlining the lean muscles unique to a young man. The Demon Lord swallowed, slowly sliding her fingers from his chest toward his lower half.
No!
She pulled her hand back abruptly and shook her head so hard her black hair swung like a rattle.
I'm the mighty Demon Lord! How can I act like some lovesick pervert?
B-but...
Ryan turned over in his sleep, his collar askew and his collarbone exposed.
Belloros instantly covered her nose, feeling a rush of heat shoot to her head.
How about just once? We're married anyway. I can just erase Ryan's memory afterward.
She slowly reached out her hand.
Yes, just once. It'll be fine...
