Due to the sudden arrival of the 10 lamia girls and the strong influence of the demon king's blood essence, the plan to appoint Marigold as his personal knight had to be postponed until the next day.
The hidden area behind the caves gave William the privacy he desperately needed. Night air was thick with tension as he led the ten lamia girls away from watching eyes. The moment they crossed into shadow, soft hisses started echoing among the rocks, sometimes broken by loud crashes like waves hitting reefs.
The lamia girls moved forward smoothly, moonlight reflecting off their scales in jade, sapphire, amber, and silver. Their flushed faces were clearly visible in the pale light.
One pressed her shining belly against William's leg. The cool, slippery feeling sent a shiver up his spine. "M-Master…?" she whispered, voice shaking with need.
His hand moved on its own, fingers sliding along her scales. The texture was impossibly smooth, almost wet. Another lamia slid closer, her body brushing against the first. "Move over," she hissed softly. "I want to feel him too."
"This is because of the blood essence, right?" William asked, watching as a third lamia arched her back and pressed against his other leg.
"Yes," the jade-scaled leader managed between heavy breaths. "It's burning inside us, Master. We can't think straight." She gestured at her subordinates, all showing the same red faces and wide pupils, their movements becoming more desperate.
William's heartbeat quickened as tails began wrapping around his limbs. One coiled around his wrist, squeezing gently. "Your skin is so warm," the silver-scaled lamia whispered. "It helps... a little."
"All of you, slow down," William said, trying to maintain some control.
"We're trying, Master," another whimpered, her tail trembling as it brushed his arm. "But the essence... It's too strong."
Two lamias pressed close to each other, their tails intertwining. "Stay still," one murmured to the other. "Let me... let me get closer to him first."
An amber-scaled lamia lowered her belly to the cool stone, sighing at the sensation. "The stone helps," she said, then looked up at William with glazed eyes. "But you help more, Master."
William traced along her scales, feeling her shiver. "The essence will fade eventually."
"We know," the leader said, suddenly right beside him. Her tail wrapped around his waist with deliberate slowness. "But right now... we just need this. Need you."
William felt his resistance crumbling. "Then come here. All of you."
The lamias responded immediately. Some pressed close while others coiled around his legs and arms. A blue-scaled one wrapped around his calf completely. "Is this okay, Master?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes. Just like that."
Another settled against the stone near his feet, her hands reaching up to touch his leg. "So warm... so different from our cold bodies..."
One slid between two others, trying to get closer. "Let me through," she pleaded softly. "Please, I need..."
They formed a constant dance around him, tails moving in fluid patterns. William's hands moved from one to another, trying to give each some attention.
"Master, here too," one whispered near his ear, guiding his hand to where her human skin transitioned to scales.
William traced the line carefully. She gasped, tail tightening around his arm. "That spot... it's so sensitive..."
"All of you?" he asked.
"Yes," the leader breathed against his neck. "Right where we change. It's... overwhelming when you touch there."
A younger lamia wrapped her tail around his wrist more boldly. "Mine is here, Master. Can you... Can you touch mine too?"
"I will. Be patient."
She whimpered softly. "The essence makes it hard to wait..."
Another pressed her belly against his palm. "Just feeling your hand helps," she murmured. "Even without moving."
One nuzzled against his shoulder. "Your scent... It's everywhere now. It's making everything worse."
"Worse?" William asked.
"Worse... better... I don't know anymore," she admitted, tongue flicking against his neck.
The jade leader's control finally snapped. She coiled around him from behind, her powerful tail wrapping in tight spirals. "I tried to hold back," she said, voice strained. "Tried to let my subordinates go first. But I can't... I can't anymore."
William's hand found her tail, following its curves. "You don't have to hold back."
"Even though I'm supposed to be their leader?" Her voice held genuine worry. "I should be stronger than this..."
"You came all this way for me," William replied. "All of you did. That took strength."
She shivered against him. "Then... you really accept us? Even like this?"
"I accept you."
The other lamias pressed closer at his words, encouraged. Their tails wrapped around his limbs with increasing urgency. One whispered desperately, "Master, I need more... please..."
"Me too," another added. "The essence... it's not enough just being close..."
Their voices started blending together.
"Master..."
"Please..."
"I can't..."
"So hot..."
"I need it..."
William closed his eyes, letting himself respond to their need. This was nothing like Alice and Arisu. The fox girls had been warm and soft, their bodies easy to hold. These lamias were different. Cool scales that slipped through his grasp. Powerful tails that moved on their own. Bodies that twisted in ways he couldn't predict.
"You're all so slippery," he murmured. "Every time I think I have a grip, you slip away."
"Does that bother you?" one asked, genuine concern breaking through her haze.
"No." His hands found multiple tails at once. "It's exactly what makes you different. What makes this..."
"What?" the leader pressed.
"Exciting."
They surged forward at that word. The dance intensified. Bodies twisted and pressed from every angle. Tails wrapped and unwrapped in constant motion. The sounds grew louder: hisses, gasps, the wet slide of scales, the constant rhythm of movement.
William gave in completely, his hands and body responding to each touch, each coil, each whispered plea.
"Yes, Master..."
"There..."
"Don't stop..."
"More..."
Hours blurred together. The sounds continued without pause, fading but never stopping completely.
Finally, exhaustion began claiming them. William found himself standing on the stone platform, looking down at ten lamias sprawled below. Their striped bellies rose and fell heavily. Tails twitched in small aftershocks.
He let out a long breath. "But it seems the number is still too few," he said quietly to himself. "This only satisfies half the lust the demon king's body has."
One lamia stirred, looking up with glazed eyes. "Master... if you need more... we can..."
"No. Rest now," William said gently. "You've done more than enough."
She made a soft, pleased sound, curling against her companions. Within moments, all ten had fallen into deep sleep.
William lay on the slab, staring atthe stars. The blood essence had brought these ten to him, satisfying a craving he hadn't known existed. But even satisfied, he could feel that deeper hunger stirring. The instinct to gather more. To experience every type of monster girl this world held.
The fox girls had shown him warmth and softness. The lamias had shown him the thrill of something wild and unpredictable. What else was out there waiting?
The lamia girls' snake tails still twitched unconsciously. William shook his head, lay down on the stone slab, and fell asleep.