The pristine white-marble corridors of the Holy Academy in Sanctora were flooded with afternoon sunlight.

After letting them in and locking the door behind her. Serena abruptly crossed her arms underneath her remarkably large breasts.

The white academy shirt she wore was exceptionally tight, the fabric straining against her ample curves in a way that would make any ordinary man drool on the spot.

She was undeniably, profoundly sexy, and she knew it. "What do you want, Lucien?" Serena asked, her voice a sharp, teasing murmur as she leaned against the door.

Lucien offered a smooth, completely unbothered smile. "Well, since the faculty is currently preparing the students for the afternoon war between us and the beasts, where the instructors are going to throw us into that sacred dimension for camping. I have a small favor to ask. I want you to give her one of your spare Holy Academy uniforms."

Serena’s translucent blue eyes shifted to Meghan, narrowing as she took in the girl’s guarded posture. "And why exactly should I do that?"

"Because she’s a devil," Lucien stated flatly, his tone entirely casual. "And she will be coming along with me into the sacred dimension so she needs to blend in."

Serena’s eyes violently widened. "A devil?!" she hissed, her voice dropping into a frantic whisper as she glanced up and down the corridor to ensure no priests were within earshot.

"And she’s going to be with you? As completely annoying as that sounds... what is a literal devil even doing trespassing inside Sanctora they are going to find out? Wait a minute are you a devil too, Lucien?"

"Not exactly but I possess both alignments," Lucien replied smoothly, leaning down slightly so his mismatched red and blue eyes locked onto hers.

"Light and dark. But it doesn’t matter right now. Just please give her some clothes. She doesn’t have anything better to do right now, which is exactly why I wanted her to come along with me."

Serena let out a sharp breath, her gaze darting between Lucien and Meghan as a sudden, childish jealousy flared in her chest. "And what exactly do you mean by ’come with me’? Is she your girlfriend or something? I thought you liked me, after all that smile you always gave me."

She puffed out her cheeks, molding her face into a deeply pouting expression like a frustrated child.

Lucien chuckled, the sound low and entirely captivating.

He reached out, his strong fingers catching her chin and gently tilting her beautiful face upward to face him. "Of course I like you, Serena.

But a guy like me can’t exactly have only one lady beside him." Serena stared into his eyes, her defensive walls instantly crumbling under his overwhelming charm.

"I don’t care about the others," she whispered, her voice softening into a needy plea. "I just want you to tell me that I’m one of those you love."

"Why wouldn’t you be?" Lucien murmured.

He didn’t wait for her to answer. He leaned in and captured her lips in a deep, possessive kiss.

Serena melted against him instantly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him back with a fierce, burning hunger, completely ignoring the fact that they were standing right in front of another woman.

A few feet away, Meghan just stood there with her mouth hanging agape, her eyes wide as she witnessed the scene unfolding directly before her.

The sight of the man she was violently drawn to passionately kissing another girl right in front of her face was supposed to make her furious.

She was a devil; her instincts should have demanded blood. But as she stared at Lucien’s dominant frame, the lingering effects of the system’s absolute bonding hummed in her core.

Instead of anger, a thick, wicked wave of heat coiled in her stomach. She didn’t want to fight Serena, she wanted to join in.

Overwhelmed by the sudden, intense arousal and feeling the need to escape before she lost her remaining composure, Meghan shook her head. "I’ll... I’ll excuse myself," she stammered, turning toward the corridor to leave.

But just as she took a step away, Lucien didn’t let her go. While continuing to kiss Serena roughly, his hand shot out, catching Meghan’s wrist. He violently pulled her backward, slamming her back directly against his broad, powerful chest.

Serena groaned into the kiss, her hands gripping his shoulders as the passion turned entirely feral. Lucien’s grip shifted, his large hand sliding down to heavily grab Serena’s huge, angelic ass, squeezing the soft flesh tightly.

He pulled her hips forward, pressing her flat stomach tightly against the massive, hard ridge of his cock straining beneath his trousers, it could even tear the fabric with the elongated length.

Serena let out a muffled whimper of pure pleasure, roughly kissing him back as she buried her fingers into his short white hair, tilting her head to make her lips perfectly comfortable against his.

Her other hand slid downward, disappearing beneath the waistband of his trousers, her soft fingers immediately wrapping around his throbbing shaft, rubbing it with an experienced, desperate friction.

Lucien kept his grip firm on Meghan’s wrist, his breath hot against her ear as he momentarily broke the kiss with Serena. "Remember when I told you that you had to earn it, Meghan?" he murmured, his voice deep and dripping with a dark, imperial promise. "Now will be a very good time for me to finally make you my woman, love."

Meghan’s face beamed, her previous despair instantly vanishing as a radiant, submissive joy took over. "Yes... please, Lucien."

Without a single shred of hesitation, she dropped heavily to her knees on the floor right in front of him.

While Lucien returned to roughly devouring Serena’s mouth, Meghan reached for his trousers. She slowly, deliberately pulled the fabric down, freeing his massive, stone-hard cock from his underwear. It sprang free, pulsing with dark, heavy veins.

Meghan stared at it, her breath hitching. She leaned in, coating her soft fingers in her own warm saliva, using it to thoroughly smoothen the shaft and make the skin incredibly silky for movement. She began to stroke him rhythmically, her eyes looking up to watch him.

In between the deep, wet kisses he was sharing with Serena, Lucien’s head suddenly snapped back, his jaw clenching as a heavy groan ripped from his throat.

Seeing his reaction, Meghan parted her lips and buried his entire length deep inside her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip as she sucked him with an unyielding devotion.

"Ohhh, fuck..." Lucien growled aloud, his hands tightening convulsively on Serena’s ass as the twin onslaught of pleasure threatened to shatter the holy peace of the academy once and for all.