One, two, three, four... looking inside the room, he found the four of them waiting for him alongside their maids and servants. The chamber itself was as massive as he remembered, having not slept here for a while, as he always spent the night in the room of one of his wives.

Thanks to Merlin’s magic, the room itself was as spacious as a large hall, and it was illuminated by countless, floating specs of brilliant golden light that cast a warm shade on everything. The maids have already got the bed ready, closed the balcony’s curtains, brought a large carafe of cold water, and set it on the bedside table.

On the auburn bed itself, Aella, Mira, Merida, and Isdis rested, wearing nothing but strange, semi-translucent undergarments that Merida made. It somehow looked stranger than wearing nothing, especially with how they leaned back on the large pillows and looked at him.

But what caught Arad’s attention wasn’t what he saw but what he smelled. Wine, regular, good old wine. It wasn’t enough to get any of his wives drunk, not even a bit, but the smell still filled the entire room, making it clear that they were drinking a lot before he arrived. With a quick glance around the room and a sniff, he didn’t miss that a few of the maids were drinking as well.

He threw a glance at the second bedside table, and on it was a large carafe of wine as he expected, one that kept refilling over and over from somewhere. Looking inside it, it was as he expected. A naked Zephyr was soaking in there, pouring the wine out of a golden, tiny jug that could fit in her tiny, fairy hands.

"Isn’t this too strong for the maids?" As Arad asked, Zephyr looked at him with a passive face and then smiled. "I tried to make them drunk, but it didn’t work. Seems that Merlin gave them something for it."

The maid that he brought with him spoke. "It’s a spell called [Sober] that Betty made and taught to Merlin. The spell basically prevents someone from getting drunk by erasing the alcohol from whatever they swallow."

Aella leaned out of the bed and grabbed Arad’s wrist. "They can’t get drunk on the job. What are you waiting for?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

He smiled. "Nothing, I was just asking. I’m coming." As he approached the bed, his clothes disappeared in a flash and landed in a basket at the corner of the room, where two of the maids immediately jumped in to sort them out and send them to be washed.

As he approached, Aella reached toward him, only to get shoved aside by Merida, who gently pushed her to the side, pinned her with one arm as she reached toward Arad for a kiss. "It’s my turn, not yours."

As Merida’s lips locked onto Arad’s lips, Aella growled on the bed and then crawled to the side, letting Merida push her entire body onto Arad. She was already dripping, and the moment she felt his flesh between her legs, she shivered and gasped, pulling her lips away from his, only leaving a fine silver thread.

Even though her body was hard as steel, in Arad’s hands, she felt as soft as warm jelly. She almost felt too soft and delicate, as if her bones would simply crack like biscuits. This wasn’t because Merida relaxed or somewhat lowered her power; she was, in fact, still using 100% of her physical might. The one thing that changed was Arad himself; he had grown so much stronger that Merida felt as delicate as the maids felt a while ago.

Arad gently pushed Merdia down, and Aella had to move a bit to the side. She looked at them with a faint frown. "Don’t land on me." With a swift and dexterous move, with one foot she pushed Merida aside, and with the other foot, pushed Arad by the face.

Arad gently grabbed Aella’s foot, as she was softer and far more delicate than Merida, and then he gave her toes a kiss before pushing her foot back to get back to Merida, who couldn’t wait any longer.

He wasn’t in his full size. Since he was already far too big, for now, he was limiting himself to a bit over two meters, which is around seven feet. Due to that, and with how size magic works, he was as large down there, but he was still big enough to fill Merida with ease.

As he lined himself up, and Merida wrapped her legs around his waist, Zephyr flew out of her carafe of wine and landed on his flesh, riding it like a horse. "I’ll show you a fancy trick."

Zephyr extended her leg forward, and it grew longer until her foot became human-sized and landed on Merida’s face. "It is more complicated than regular-size magic, but you should be able to control the size of individual parts of your body. But be careful about your biology."

Merida reached up with her hand, grabbed Zephyr’s soft foot, moved it away from her face, and gave the tiny spirit a pouting glance. Zephyr gave her a smug grin and then pulled her foot back. But instead of doing nothing, she threw a glance up at Arad and started rubbing herself on his flesh. "Come on, make it bigger, harder, and denser."

Arad did just that. He first lined himself up, leaned toward Merida, forcing Zephyr to fly away from his flesh, and then started pushing inside. His flesh was as large as a human fist, and when the tip went in, Merida gasped for air, and then moaned.

This was the feeling she had missed a lot, what she wanted so badly, and just feeling the tip in was enough to push her to her limit, she was about... "Deeper, push it all in."

Arad could feel her legs around his hips; she wasn’t just wrapping them around him; she was using her full demonic strength to try and make him trust all the way inside. So, he obliged. With a single powerful thrust, he pushed his entire length inside.

It didn’t matter how dense, strong, or durable she was. Arad’s flesh was like a rod of pure steel, piercing directly into her insides. His tip punched right through her cervix and crashed into the inner walls of her womb like a hammer, sending a shockwave through her entire body.

She didn’t moan; she screamed, not out of pain -she doesn’t feel that anymore- but she cried out of pleasure, out of exhilaration and joy. What she had inside was already splashing out at Arad in a clear, violent stream.

Arad killed her scream by falling right over her, locking her lips shut with a kiss. She was still at a climactic high, and Arad wasn’t intending to slow down. He slowly pulled out, and then with a single, stronger thrust, he hammered her womb again, and again, and again.

Aella, Mira, and Isdis, each of them was already playing with herself, watching and waiting for their turn. They won’t be waiting for long. Merida was like a hungry beast, asking for more, and even more after it. She was always ravenous, whether it was fighting, playing, or working, she always went all out. It didn’t matter to her how rough Arad got; she always needed more.

Arad could see it in her mind, the burning flames of desire, power, and pure demonic savagery: Sex, Ambition, Violence, Avarice, Gore, Excessiveness.