He growled.
"Suggestions... mmph... whispers in her mind..." The succubus was panting now, her confident demeanor crumbling. "I made her... ahh!... attracted to that idiot... made her propose... hngg... the marriage alliance..."
Viktor's eyes flashed dangerously. So Elara's disastrous engagement wasn't entirely her fault. She'd been manipulated from within.
"On whose orders?" He gripped her waist tighter, his thrusts becoming even more brutal. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room—obscene, animalistic.
"The—nngh!—royal family... ahhn... their sorcerer..." The Entity was struggling to speak now, her mouth hanging open, drool running down her chin. "He's an... mmph... Arch Demon vessel... specializes in... hngg... demonizing human... characteristics..."
Viktor processed this information while continuing to pound into her. An Arch Demon in the royal family. One who could awaken internal demons in humans.
That was valuable intelligence.
