Seven Sins System Chapter 164. The Yandere Who Drugged The Devil VI (Patreon)

Seven Sins System Chapter 164. The Yandere Who Drugged The Devil VI

'Sweet!' I grinned in satisfaction. My Greed points were also almost full, so I only needed to fill in another five sins points.

I couldn't help but beam with satisfaction as I pulled my member from her sweet, tight hole. A massive mixture of my own fluids and her virginity blood coated her thighs. Despite the physical exertion of our carnal activities, I was still maintaining my writhing tentacles, allowing me to continue to dominate her body.

As I looked at Evie’s figure, I couldn't help but be entranced by her beauty, even in her state of exhaustion. Her cheeks were flushed with arousal, her forehead and body slick with perspiration. The beams of moonlight only served to enhance her allure, making her glisten as if she were made of gold.

As the urge to taunt her pushed me, my words emerged from my lips in a low and menacing tone. "How is it, Evie? Do you like it?" I asked, my tentacles bringing her face closer to mine, positioning it directly in front of my own.

A sly smirk played at the corners of my mouth as I tilted my head slightly playfully. "Do you like having sex with a devil? Do you enjoy the feeling of being tainted by my touch?" I asked, my gaze never leaving hers, yearning for her reaction. The thought of her submission and pleasure was all-consuming, and I couldn't wait to experience it again and again.

Evie's delicate expression was twisted into fear and uncertainty, as she bit her lip and turned her face away from me. Her eyes were downcast, her breathing shallow and unsteady. I couldn't help but let out a hum, as I gazed upon her countenance with a sense of disappointment and intrigue.

"Tell me," I spoke in a low, husky tone, "Where was all of your courage? When you tied me up and threatened to blackmail me?"

She shook her head from side to side, her long, golden hair cascading over her shoulders in gentle waves. Her silence spoke volumes, as I could feel a mixture of emotions stir within her.

"Ah... After all the pleasure I gave you, now you're afraid of me," I said in a tone of disappointment mixed with a clear tease. "I thought you loved me. You said it to me."

But she didn't answer me. Her fear was still clear on her face and her pulse showed her beating heart.

Upon her silence, I placed my palm on her cheek and caressed it gently, combing her messy strands of hair back. Her soft skin was like silk under my touch.

"Don't be afraid," I spoke in a sweet, seductive tone, yet it was tainted with a hint of poison. My voice was like a serpent's, soothing and deadly at the same time. "I won't hurt you..."

"C'mon, look at me..." I demanded in a gentle yet impatient tone. "Evie," I called her name, my voice rising as I became increasingly frustrated with her silence.

But she still didn't answer. Her reluctance to look at me only served to fuel my anger. I reached out and clamped her chin between my fingers, forcing her to look at me. It was the same as the way she had forced me to look at her in her own room.

"Stop playing hard to get, mortal!" My voice tinged with anger and disgust. "I just fucked you!"

She flinched in shock and fear.

Ignoring her, I continued to berate her. "It was you who almost raped me! It was you who undressed me and touched me! It was you --- who was sucking my dick like no tomorrow!" I exclaimed, my voice rising with each word. "And now you turn your face from me?! After I gave you what you want?!"

My eyes were filled with rage, as I glared at her. I was furious at her audacity to play the victim when it was she who had lured me into her bed. My anger was palpable, as I stepped closer to her, towering over her as she cowered in fear.

"I gave you pleasure; I gave you release, and yet you still ignore me?" I sneered, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "You mortals are all the same, never satisfied with what you have.”

Evie trembled, her voice stammering as she replied, "I-I'm sorry, Sir Lord of Wrath." Her eyes were downcast, filled with regret and fear. But as I remembered she was on my team, I decided to lower my voice and hold back my anger.

After a deep exhale, I spoke in a much calm tone. "Azrael," I said, declaring my true name. "That is my real name."

She looked up at me, her eyes wide with fear as she stammered, "S-sir Azrael."

"Just make sure to call me Dr. Allen when you're at the academy," I reminded her. "Only Julia and Claire know my true identity."

"Y-Yes, sir," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Now," I said, running my hand through her hair, "Since you have agreed to give your loyalty to me, we should seal it with a contract." My tone was once again sweet, my voice filled with the promise of a new beginning.

"W-What contract?" she asked, her eyes filled with confusion and fear.

"A contract of your trust and loyalty. Lust Contract," I said, my tone heavy with desire and longing. "Something that will bind you to me and make you mine alone and a symbol of your commitment to serve me." After what she did, the thought of owning her completely, of dominating her body and soul, filled me with a sense of pleasure and satisfaction.

Her chest rose and fell in a tense, rapid rhythm as she clarified, "You mean you will make me your slave?" Her eyes were wide with fear and uncertainty, as she struggled to comprehend the gravity of my words.

"Not a slave," I clarified. "Servant. One who will submit to me and give me everything that I desire. A partner who will be mine alone, to do with as I please."