VILLAIN'S HAREM IN OTOME GAME

Eren stopped the device, but he didn’t stand up.

Instead, a dangerously charming smirk spread across his face, his eyes gleaming with amusement like predatory. He leaned up over her trembling body, placing one hand firmly beside her hip.

"Return to my room now?" Eren whispered directly against her ear, his husky voice sending an erratic shiver straight down her neck. "Leaving a breathtaking lady in a state of unfulfilled, agonizing heat like this... why, Vice Principal, that would be an absolute sin on my part."

The orange-haired beauty let out a breathless, panicked gasp, her amber eyes wide and trembling as his fingers brushed higher up her inner thigh.

"E-Eren... wait, no..." Carolynn muttered, her mature voice quivering with a mixture of rising arousal and regret. "I... I was just teasing you! I only wanted to have a little fun! Please... don’t go any further..."

Eren leaned in closer, his lips practically brushing her burning ear. "The window for apologies closed the second you parted your legs for me, Vice Principal. If you truly want me to stop... feel free to push me away."

Carolynn opened her mouth to protest, but her hands which were resting against his shoulders merely twitched. Her body, completely overwhelmed by the intense heat throbbing between her thighs, stubbornly refused to push him.

The legendary Demon Queen was entirely at the mercy of her own treacherous, awakened instincts.

Seeing her lack of resistance, Eren’s smile deepened. He reached down and slowly pulled the panties down from her long, shapely legs. A thin, shimmering thread of lady juice stretched between her wet, gorgeous pussy and the fabric.

’Milf truly is top-tier,’ Eren noted internally with appreciative satisfaction.

He flipped the button once more.

"Now then, pay close attention, Vice Principal," Eren whispered mockingly, leaning over her as he aligned the vibrating tip directly against her bare pussy. "I am going to demonstrate how to properly utilize this device. Make sure you take notes."

He began applying rhythmic, varying pressures against her hypersensitive, drenched pussy.

"Ah! A-Ahn! Mnnn—!"

Carolynn’s mind completely shattered. Any attempt to listen to his "educational" explanation was instantly obliterated by a violent wave of pure ecstasy tearing through her lower body. She squeezed her eyes shut, desperately trying to suppress her words, but the muffled moans escaped as high-pitched, helpless whimpers.

"D-Don’t... don’t push it in any more—a-ah!" she pleaded, her hips involuntarily arching upward into the vibration.

Eren, of course, paid zero mind to her weak pleas, expertly angling the device to hit the absolute peak of her pleasure center. He drove the rhythmic vibrations deeper, coaxing her body past its absolute limit.

"A-AHNNN—!"

With a final whimper, Carolynn’s body buckled. Her voluptuous body convulsed violently as a hot, overwhelming fountain of her sweet juices squirted out, soaking the device and his fingers.

She collapsed back onto the sofa like a broken doll, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for air. Her eyes were completely unfocused. "T-This is... huff... incredible... I’ve... I’ve never... come so hard in my entire life..."

Eren stood up, flicking the liquid from his fingers with a victoriously arrogant smirk, thoroughly satisfied with his performance.

However, as he reached for a napkin on the side table, his eyes caught a startling detail.

Carolynn’s silk robe had fallen completely open during her intense climax, fully exposing her lower belly. Right above her pelvic bone, black, jagged lines were actively pulsing beneath her skin—forming a distinct, ominous, demonic crest.

Eren’s eyes widened slightly in genuine surprise. "What on earth...?"

Sensual, bliss-filled eyes instantly snapped wide open in sheer, blinding terror. Carolynn looked down at her own exposed belly, realizing in absolute panic that her temporary loss of emotional control had caused her hidden mark to expose.

"Ah—!" She scrambled back against the headboard, her face turning deathly pale as she frantically yanked her silk robe tight over her body, covering the glowing tattoo. "N-Nothing! It’s nothing!"

Eren stood unmoving. As a transmigrator, he was fully aware of her true identity. But strictly following the narrative script, he adopted a dark, deadpan seriousness.

"Was that... a Demon Mark, Vice Principal?" Eren asked, his voice icy with chill.

Carolynn was unable to meet his gaze. Her hands trembled as she clutched the robe against her chest.

"Answer me," Eren demanded, stepping closer. "Because I distinctly remember studying that exact sigil in our advanced history lectures on the United Humanity War. Are you... a demon?"

Silence descended over the room. Carolynn lowered her head, her shoulders trembling.

"I’m... I’m half-demon," she whispered, her voice cracking in unbearable guilt. "Half-demon... and half-succubus..."

Eren mentally paused.

According to the standard tropes, a disguised Demon would either attempt to ruthlessly eliminate the witness or threaten them into silence. Yet sitting before him now was not a terrifying calamity—it was a terrified, heartbroken woman drowning in deep guilt, completely terrified of losing everything she had built.

"Are you... are you going to hate me now, Eren?" Carolynn choked out, her eyes looking up at him with desperate vulnerability. "Are you going to tell the Academy...? Are you going to tell everyone and try to kill me...?"

She braced herself for the inevitable reaction. Scream, panic, draw a weapon, or flee the room in fear.

Instead, He made a tired sigh and met her trembling gaze with a completely calm expression.

"I couldn’t care less whether you’re a demon, a succubus, or a mythical being, Vice Principal. And I don’t give a damn about whatever secret reason brought you to this academy."

Carolynn blinked, her tear-filled eyes wide with utter shock as she processed his words.

Eren leaned down, his face closing the distance between them until he was looking directly into her eyes, asking the one single question that had actually been bothering him all the time.

"Just tell me one thing, Carolynn. Do you genuinely love Norelia as your daughter... or are you just using her as a pawn for some grand, villainous scheme, like the ancient legends always say?"

Carolynn’s vulnerability vanished, replaced by a flare of sudden anger.

"Are you out of your mind?!" she snapped, she pushed herself up from the sofa. "Norelia is my daughter! My precious, darling girl!"

She was trembling. Not from fear, but from emotion as her thoughts drifted back through the centuries.

"For hundreds of years... I wandered this world entirely alone. I dragged myself through the centuries, lost, burdened under the unbearable guilt of the atrocities my faction committed during the war. I had nothing. I wanted nothing."

She took a ragged, shaky breath, looking directly back at Eren.

"And then, twenty-four years ago in a dark, abandoned forest... I found a tiny, helpless human infant left to die in the cold, fed to wild beasts. I told myself to walk away. I told myself that human affairs were none of my concern. But when she started crying... my feet just moved on their own. I picked her up, held her against my chest, and I knew right then and there...