Truly, the daughter gave it her all.
She lasted far longed than her mother.
Unfortunately, at the end of the day, she could not hold on to her sanity any longer and soon, she was on the brink of losing it.
Cuban frowned at this.
Of course, he could keep going even though she had passed out.
However, what fun would there be in that?
He soon had slave demons come take her away.
Then he sent for the last one.
This used to be Basit's wife.
Her name was Domani.
Like Basit, she was a Reptoid.
This meant that she was reptilian in nature.
In beauty, she was nothing like the mother succubus and child.
In fact, she could bearly be called beautiful.
She was more of an ordinary looking woman.
Best of all, she had a few scales on her face that did not at all help her situation.
Regardless of the fact that she had already birthed Basit a son, she was surprisingly very fit in shape.
Her stomach was lean, and whether it was her chest or hips, both were quite endowed to the the degree that aided to easily ignore her terrible looks.
Unlike Arizona and her daughter Areola, Domani had not come in dressed.
It was as if she was aware of her lackings and entered the room with just a red very long transparent veil that draped loosely on her body.
Even though Cuban had just had two women, her steps in managed to draw his attention. like most Reptoids, she had a tail.
However, it was not thin and made for seduction like Areola's. Rather, it was thick and laid down wards from the back of her waist.
One look at it and it was clear that this tail could be used in a fight.
Her feet were not feet but had a strong resemblance to the hind legs of dogs.
This made her look as if she wore natural high heels. An attribute that further emphasized the figure of her waist and the rhythm it made every time she took a step.
Surprisingly, she carried a charm about her that even Cuban had to admit beat the two succubus women that he had just taken.
Just looking at the way she moved made his member twitch in the anticipation of dominating her.
However, he did not move.
Not that he did not want to, it was as if his eyes wanted to enjoy the attraction for a little while longer.
She stopped at the bed.
However, looking at the sweaty stains and still moist ejaculation on it, she could not help but give a frown.
Obviously, she thought it was too beneath her.
She turned to him.
And then her long eyelashes flirted with his eyes a bit as she rolled hers.
She came up right to his front and then she went on all fours.
From the way she did it, this woman obviously knew her way to seduction.
Neither her knees, nor her elbows touched the ground.
Just her palms.
Her natural, Reptilian flexibility was on full display as she touched the ground with her ass facing him.
After which, she used her tail to raise her own gown.
This motion of her's was slow, and careful.
After which, she bent her tail to the fullest just to reveal her back side.
All of her wonderful privates was in full view to him.
Her lush behind was like an incredible love arch before his face.
Cuban smiled at this.
Now, he felt even excited and was ready to ravage her.
He advanced forward as his high member twitched to the anticipation of the obvious inviting holes.
He grabbed both sides of her lush waist.
Just this grabbing motion saw fit for his fingers to sink into her fleshy behind.
This was sweet torture to his touch.
However, just when he was about to penetrate her, her tail covered both entrances and she pulled away from him.
This made him him frown, however, her words as she turned to face him stole his attention.
"Is this what you want? Is this what you truly desire. A mere Half-born ant stole your home and town from you, and you are here spending your anger and vigorous energy on MATING!?"
Those words roused his anger and he rushed for her, his long fingers directly grabbing her tongue in her mouth.
She could neither move nor talk.
"I heard Reptoids can heal any part of their bodies. But I'm very sure taking your tongue will deny you speech for a long time."
In saying this, his fingers dug in slightly, and drops of blood actually appeared around the point of pressure.
Surprisingly, her eyes did not fault from his.
Rather, she maintained incredible eye contact with him, not moving for even a bit.
This, Cuban found to be both bold and very stupid.
After all, he was a Rank 3 Deep level demon.
While Domai was just a rank 1 Deep level demon.
Although the distance in cultivation Levels did not look all that much, but it was actually a lot.
For a normal demon like her to reach this level of cultivation, it took nothing lower than three to four hundred years. Sometimes it might even take more.
In other words, she was far older than him.
But all that did not matter when it came to power.
At her cultivation pace, she would be needing at least another three to five hundred years before she could become a level 3 Deep level demon.
Cuban's quick growth was as a result of a specialty within his bloodline.
She looked him in the eyes without breaking contact, "I can either help you get the Half-born that did this to you or you could cut off my tongue and silence me now. Your choice!"
She had said those words regardlesss of his grip on her tongue.
It had not been easy, but she had gotten his attention...
(Author's note: there was a bit of mix up, but please note that chap: Bad Reputation is after First meet with Negative spirits. Then comes Venting Anger before Domani's ways)
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