“Hellen might have mentioned how … tense … you’ve been of late,” Jezebel purred, sauntering closer. She wore little more than a scrap of black leather covering her from nipples to crotch, her jet-black hair cropped close to her skull. Her tail darted out, twining with mine.

I wrenched my tail free, and she tittered. “Ooooh, tense was an understatement, it seems!”

I snarled, storming over to the entrance to my chambers and rolling open the stone. “You are welcome to leave.”

Jezebel rolled her eyes, strutting towards me. Without preamble, she went to her knees, her claws slicing through the laces of my breeches so fast I barely had time to scramble away, clutching the two sides of them closed.

“Let me rephrase—get the home out of my chambers!” I growled. I could feel Beezle’s and Bub’s eyes on me like they were poking me with flaming brands, and I did not relish the explanation I’d have to give them for fobbing off a curvaceous demoness who was offering herself to me as if on a platter.

“But we’re just getting to the fun part. I do so enjoy your feigned shyness, Junior. But we all know you love it when I keep you coming … all … night … long.” She crawled towards me, her tail flicking at the scrap of leather she wore until it slipped off her body, leaving her completely naked.

“I am not interested in that sort of … tension relief,” I lied, scooping up her leathers and tossing them to her. I was, in fact, very interested in stress relief orgasms … but not from Jezebel. “Clothe yourself and be gone!”

Her expression morphed from sultry to disbelieving. “You’re not joking, are you?”

I shook my head. “I have never been more serious in my life.”

Her face twisted into something ugly as she surged to her feet, her big, red tits bouncing angrily, maroon nipples poking accusingly in my direction. “Hellen was right about you!” she hissed, storming towards the door.

I stepped into her path. “What does that mean?”

Jezebel cocked her head to the side, her smirk bitter. “She said you’re so obsessed with the mortals, up in the Human Realm, that you probably can’t even get it up for a demoness any longer.” Her gaze dropped to my crotch. I clutched my pants tighter. “Seems she was not wrong … Little Satan Junior really is … junior, isn’t he?”

I cleared my throat, moving aside. “Out.” It was all I could manage.

“Oh, I’m going. And don’t expect me back any time soon.” Jezebel sniffed rudely and shoved past me while I struggled not to let out a furious roar. “Good luck around here when the Pit Demons realise you’re full of shit and that this stupid little scheme with those pathetic humans you’re obsessing over will go absolutely nowhere.”