Demon King Who Will Rule the Infinite Worlds

It took three days to reach Camelot from Caelum Palace. They had to use the Flying Ship. It was her first time aboard such a magnificent vessel as it flew across the clouds. She had read about it in the novels, imagined it, but words failed to express the grandness of this ship which could house a few towns inside it.

The horizon stretched infinitely around them, the world below reduced to patterns of green, blue and white. As Camelot came into view, it caught Eve's breath. The city was every bit as majestic as legend had described.

Tall spires pierced the sky, glistening in the sunlight, with banners fluttering proudly in the wind. The great walls encircled the city, a testament to its strength and resilience. The castle itself stood at the heart of Camelot, an imposing structure of stone and iron, radiating an aura of power and authority.

They docked at the royal port, where a delegation awaited them. Knights clad in gleaming armour escorted them from the ship, their stern expressions betraying no hint of emotion. Augustus walked beside Eve, his hand on her back as they descended the ramp.

"Welcome, Lord Augustus. Lady Eve," the Knight in front, presumably their leader, bowed respectfully. His helm gleamed under the sun's intense rays, casting flares like sparks from a fire, "I am Gareth, Knight Commander of Camelot's Royal Guard. The King is expecting you both."

"Right now?" Eve nervously looked at the dress she was wearing. The thin emerald dress sticking to her curves. She wore it so her big brother was aware of her body at every single moment.

Eve tugged at the hem of her thin emerald dress, feeling self-conscious as she followed Sir Gareth through the bustling city streets towards the castle. She could feel eyes following her every move. Now, in hindsight, it felt like a bad idea.

"Do not worry, Eve," Augustus reassured her, sensing her discomfort. "You look stunning."

Eve couldn't help but blush at his words, grateful for his constant support and guidance. But this was different – she was about to meet the King of Camelot, a man renowned for his strength and prowess in battle. In the novel, he was described as the storm, typhoon. The Marching Storm that would soon cover the world. The Unstoppable Tyrant. Devil incarnate. Above all, his most famous nicknames was - Asshole. Jerk. Bastard.

Despite the power to invoke and hammer the nail called fear in the world's heart, he was insanely charismatic. It made people lay down their life for him. She remembered a character story where his subordinate nearly died because he didn't want his King to have a bad morning when dealing with that problem.

It was the part of the novel that kept her from immersing in the starting chapters. If the humans had someone that charismatic, then they wouldn't be so divided, and the casualties would be far fewer. She thought it was impossible for a being like that to exist, 'but now...I am about to meet him.'

As they entered the castle, they were greeted by more knights who bowed respectfully before them. The sound of clanging armour filled the grand halls as they made their way towards the throne room.

Time seemed to slow down for her. Her eyes landed on the man sitting at the throne, surrounded by advisors and knight. His snow-white hair glistened under the light, his eyes were so blue, so warm yet cold. It reminded her of a clear blue sky on a snowy day.

He stopped talking to his advisors as his eyes landed on her. She felt her cheeks turn red. His eyes stripped her naked of all clothes. She took a shallow breath, her nipples hardening, thighs clenching unwittingly. She could feel the raw intensity of his gaze, as if he were already claiming her in some incomprehensible way.

She gripped on Augustus's arms, supporting herself on him. Her fingers trembled. Her heart was pounding, 'No way...this happened to the women in the novel too...I thought it was exaggerated but he's just like they said...he's so handsome...and overwhelming.'

His features were striking – with sharp cheekbones, a strong jawline, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her.

As he stood up from his throne, she felt the air thicken and sink all around her. His steps were like a hammer against her heart. The world melted away from her eyes, all she could see was him.

He stopped in front of her and her ears roared with blood rushing through them, "You are?"

"Eve…Eve Caelum, Your Highness."

"Eve...hm," he waved his hand, "Clear the room."

Eve nibbled her lip, hearing the footsteps of people going farther and farther away until the grand hall was cloaked in an uneasy silence. The heavy doors closed behind him with a resounding thud.

"Then, your Highness," Augustus planned to take his leave when the King leaned forward, clasping Eve's lips between his own.

Eve's breath hitched, the sudden intimacy shocking her rigid. She gripped Augustus's hand tighter as the King's lips were firm and demanding, yet somehow gentle. They parted from hers, and she was left gasping for air, trying to steady her racing heart.

The King pulled back slightly, his piercing gaze never leaving hers. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, "Your sister is more beautiful than you told me. Auggy."

"Auggy?" All it took was that one word for Eve to break out from her daze. She couldn't believe someone was calling her big brother that. She snapped her head to side, noticing the troubled look on Augustus's face.

"Your Majesty. Can you not call me that?"

"You want me to?"

"Yes."

"Then, no," the King teasingly grinned. He was like a completely different person than he was moments ago.

A smile appeared on Augustus's lips, "Eve. Let me introduce you again. Meet Aurum. The Last King of Camelot."

"You two know each other?" Eve wasn't clear. She had a completely different idea of what was happening than the two of them it seemed. She didn't know Caelum Family and Aurum Dynasty had any interactions.

"Yes. Decade ago, when we were both children, we led respective armies to stop the Monster Craze," Augustus informed her, "We haven't met since. Your Majesty."

"Hm," Aurum smiled. He walked back to the throne to take his seat, running his eyes over Eve, "I heard that Princess of Caelum is as beautiful as the Goddess. Good to know there is some meat on the rumours."

Eve blushed furiously, feeling both flattered and embarrassed, "Thank you, Your Majesty," she managed to say softly, her voice almost a whisper.

"She's so cute. Tell me your are sleeping with her," Aurum raised his eyebrows, "If she were mine I wouldn't allow her to wear any clothes."

"Your Majesty!" Eve furiously shouted in embarrassment, glaring at the man sitting with one leg up on the throne. He looked like a hooligan more than he did a King.

He grinned without shame. His eyes went back to Augustus, "So, are you?"

Augustus breathed out with a smile, gently putting his arm around Eve's waist, nodding, "I am."

Eve blushed, jerking her head to look up at her big brother, who appreciatively ran his hands over her body. He told the King the truth, "Even the clothes she is wearing is for my sake. She isn't wearing anything underneath to make sure she was available for me any time I need or want."

"Is that so," Aurum's gaze lingered on Eve's figure. She made a feeble attempt to cover herself. She wore the shortest, thinnest dress for her big brother. But at the same time, being held by her big brother, in this place, in this moment. It made her so wet.

Augustus seemed to sense her arousal and leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her lips. Eve melted into him, letting out a soft moan as his hands explored her body. She was even more aware of Aurum's eyes as Augustus's touch sent shivers down her spine.

"Bring her here," Aurum commanded. His voice soft, laced with authority that made her heart jumped to her throat. She moaned as Augustus nudged her forward. She tentatively stepped towards the throne.

Her heart drummed in her ears as she walked, her legs feeling heavy and weak. Aurum's eyes never left her, a glint of amusement dancing within their depth. She reached the base of the throne and looked up at him, her breath catching in her throat.

He extended a hand to her, palm up, as if inviting her to trust him. Hesitant but unable to resist, Eve placed her trembling hand in his. His grip was firm, sending a jolt through her body.

"Come closer," he murmured, his voice like velvet. Eve sat down between his legs, leaning into his arms. Her big brother was right there, watching her, it was such a rush.

"You love him."

Eve met the King's eyes, her breath shaky and uncertain. He could see right through her, there was no reason to lie to him, "I do…"

"Eve," Augustus sighed, resting his hand on his waist.

"Yet you want to marry me? Why?"

"For him…for my family," Eve whispered, "we don't want to go to war with you."

"I see," Aurum smiled, turning to look at Augustus, "I am so envious. You have such a devoted little sister."

"I am blessed," Augustus exchanged a smile with Eve, reassuring her.

"Then does that mean you have decided to serve me, Auggy?" Aurum stroked Eve's arm, grabbing her palm in his.

Augustus slowly knelt in front of him, bowing his eyes, "Yes, I have. I am at your service."

"In turn. You want me to make her my wife?" Aurum played with Eve's golden locks, watching them slide past his fingers.

"If you wish. She's yours."

"Are you?" Aurum curiously chuckled, asking Eve.

Eve placed her palm on his chest, feeling calmer, clear. She gave him a nod, "Yes. Your Majesty. If big brother Augustus gives me to you, then I will be dutiful. I will give everything I have, everything I am, to you."

"And you'd be will to give her, Augustus?" Aurum turned back to Augustus.

Augustus hesitated, unable to answer that question. Aurum smiled at that, "that's what I thought."

"Big brother..." Eve whispered under her breath.

Aurum lifted her chin, looking into her beautiful ruby eyes. His fingers touched her chin, tilting it up ever so slightly, making her nervous and aroused.

"It's alright," he assured her. He slid his thumb along her lower lip, causing her to shudder. His blue eyes met hers, giving her courage. "You're going to be my Queen," he continued, his hand continuing to caress her lower lip.

She felt his hands reach her breasts. Her heart was racing, her breathing erratic. She looked at her big brother, who kept kneeling, not stopping him.

Aurum slipped his hands beneath her dress, gently cupping her bare breasts. The sensation of his touch was electric. Goosebumps covered her body. She had never felt anything like this before. It was intoxicating.

"Oh!" She cried out. A pleasure rushed through her whole body, every nerve ending tingling. Her mouth fell open as she let out a loud gasp, the pleasure forcing her to arch her back, pushing her breast further into Aurum's hand.

"So soft," Aurum praised, gripping her breast harder.

"Oh..." She gasped again, a blissful expression spreading across her face. Aurum slowly moved his hand, stroking her breast over and over. His fingertips skated across her sensitive skin, driving her mad.

"You love it, don't you? You love it because Augustus is watching," he whispered in her ear.

She frantically looked away, her eyes meeting Augustus's. It was such a thrill, being watched by him as he pleasured her. Seeing him powerless as he watched his sister being ravished. Her excitement only grew. Aurum brought his fingers up to her nipple, pinching and twisting it gently. She understood why Demons were like how they were, as a human she would have felt guilt or pain, but as a Demon, she only felt that pang of feelings becoming the spark to flame her pleasure.

The pain caused her body to tense. Her insides pulsed wildly. She wanted him to watch. To see her being taken. Knowing she was doing something naughty, something wrong. She couldn't contain her excitement. It was wonderful, intoxicating.

"What's wrong?" Aurum purred, slipping his fingers inside her. His hand slid in and out of her slick pussy, touching her g-spot, sending shooting sensations throughout her body. Her legs buckled, she clutched onto Aurum's arm, pulling him close.

She jerked her head back, rubbing her body against his, bucking her hips against his palm, "No~! No~! Big brother~! He's~!"

Aurum didn't stop, enjoying how her body reacted to him. She couldn't help it. She loved it too much. He stroked her pussy for a while longer… until she was squirming uncontrollably. He knew she was about to cum. That was why he increased the pace.

"Please, I can't-" Eve whined. Aurum ignored her, focusing on driving her insane. She started thrusting her hips back against him, getting louder.

She closed her eyes, moaning loudly as she climaxed, squirting. Her juices spraying through the air, reaching Augustus. She nearly fainted from shame, her juices still coming out of her gaping pussy.

She grabbed the hem of her dress, trying to pull it down, desperately trying to hide herself. She quickly looked back at Augustus, "Big brother..."

"Don't worry," Aurum chuckled, swiping his wet fingers against her cheeks, holding her jaw, "Your big brother is going to fuck you raw once you two get to your room. Won't you, Augustus?"

"I will, Your Majesty," Augustus nodded without a shadow of doubt, his eyes burning with lust and love for Eve.

She gulped nervously, trembling from the mere thought of it. Being fucked by her big brother was going to feel amazing. She bit her bottom lip, nodding, "thank you, big brother..."

"You want a cock that badly," Aurum teasingly asked.

Eve blushed, unable to deny that she wanted it. She wanted nothing more than to be carried to her room by her big brother and mercilessly punished for what she did. But His Highness something else had planned, "Augustus. Raise her body."

Eve didn't understand his command, but her big brother stood up. He stroked her cheek as she blankly looked at him, getting supported by him. She felt the heat beneath her and she realised what he was doing, "No, you wouldn't~!"

Aurum smirked, "Now put her down."

Eve jerked, feeling the thick tip part her puffy lips, entering her, being made to enter her as her big brother pushed her body down.

It felt incredible. Her brother was pushing her down on another man's cock. Every inch of her body shook, she gripped onto Augustus's arms, trying to control her own movements. She shuddered, "it's soooo bigg~!"

"Shhhh, my sweet," Aurum whispered, his voice a soothing balm in her ear, "Relax and take it all." His words wrapped around her like a velvet chain, every syllable deepening her submission.

Augustus held her steady, his eyes dark with unspoken emotions. His strong arms were an anchor, keeping her from floating away on the tide of sensation.

Aurum thrust upward, filling her completely. Her body spasmed with the intensity of it, a mix of pain and pleasure that stole her breath away. She clung to Augustus, nails digging into his arms as she tried to make sense of the overwhelming feelings crashing through her.

The vibration from his thrust coursed through her body, into Augustus's arms, forcing him to feel as another man thrust inside of her.

"Do you feel that, Eve?" Aurum murmured, each word vibrating through her core as he thrust again. "This is what it means to be truly owned. To give yourself completely."

Eve's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—shame and excitement, humiliation and desire. She looked up at Augustus, searching for some form of reassurance. His eyes met hers, and for a fleeting moment, she saw something that resembled longing mixed with a restrained intensity.

The connection between them only heightened her arousal. She felt every thrust of Aurum within her more acutely, almost as if Augustus himself were the one inside her.

Aurum's pace quickened, each thrust more powerful than the last. The room seemed to blur around Eve; all she could focus on was the overwhelming sensation consuming her from the inside out. Her moans grew louder, filling the chamber with a symphony of raw, untamed desire.

Augustus's grip on her tightened, his own breath coming in ragged gasps. She knew he was feeling every moment as acutely as she was, despite not being physically connected in the same way. A part of her revelled in his torment, knowing that this experience was as much about binding him to her as it was about Aurum claiming his dominance.

He pulled her down forcefully, every muscle in his body flexing as he buried himself deep within her. Her breath hitched, and she could feel the primal surge of power radiating from him. It was as if he was branding her from the inside out, marking her as his own in a way that words could never capture.

Augustus's eyes burned into hers, a silent storm of emotions swirling within them. She could see the struggle, the desire to pull her away, yet also the undeniable hunger to see her brought to such raw, unfiltered passion.

Aurum leaned forward slightly, his breath hot against her ear. "Remember this feeling, Eve," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Remember who you belong to."

She shuddered, her body answering in fervent agreement even as her mind whirled with confusion and need. Her senses were heightened; every touch, every sound seemed amplified. The slick slide of Aurum's cock inside of her, "Big brother~! Big brother~! I can't~!"

She couldn't resist any longer. Her voice broke into a high-pitched whine as Aurum thrust one last time, sending her cracking into an abyss of ecstasy. Her body convulsed, wracked with the force of her climax. Every muscle tightened, and her vision blurred as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Aurum held her still. His movements deliberate and unrelenting. Her cries echoed in the grand hall. Augustus's grip on her arms was the lifeline, keeping her tethered to reality as she rode out the final throes of her orgasm.

As the pulsations subsided, Eve's body slumped forward against Augustus. She felt utterly spent but also strangely euphoric. A sense of liberation mingled with the lingering embers of shame, "Sorry…"

"No, you did well," Augustus lovingly stroked her head, "Your Majesty. Are you done with your games for the day?"

"Yes, would you mind turning around so I can get dressed and be royally presentable."

"I'll call the maids for you," Augustus smiled, walking away, giving him the chance to get dressed.

Aurum inhaled, taking in Eve's scent, whispering to her, "Nice to meet you. Eve Caelum."

"Your Majesty…" Eve leaned in his arms, slowly opening her eyes to give him a look, "You are a Royal Ass."

"Hahaha," Aurum softly laughed, amused, "I see. Then you have truly met me."

Eve puckered her lips, pouting as he kissed the side of her head, whispering, "I have left your lips for him. But only for today."

Eve looked over, seeing her big brother's back in the distance, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Eve."

"I'll be there…Your Majesty..."