Cucking The Demon King
Chapter 88: Control yourself Rex[R18]

Chapter 88: Control yourself Rex[R18]

"W-what... I..." Emma mumbled, too short of words to even speak.

Her heart kept beating rapidly, and she felt like it could burst out of her chest any moment.

Her brother was on the other side of the door, yet here was, pressed against it by Liam completely naked.

The feeling of her breasts mashed against the cold surface made it even clearer to her.

"You say you can’t but..." Liam mumbled, digging a finger into her folds.

It was completely drenched in her fluids, a few drops of it even dripping to the ground.

From the bed to the door, there was a thin trail of her love juices, which kept dripping as she walked.

"You’re so wet." Liam whispered into her ears, pressing his cock against her ass.

He slowly slid it lower, until it lined once again with her little sister.

Emma’s breath hitched in her throat, but she didn’t refute his statement.

No matter how much she tried to deny it, the truth was that her current predicament only increased her arousal.

The fact that her twin brother was on the other side of the door added to the thrill.

Though he couldn’t hear anything going on within the room, she imagined he could, and that made her even more horny.

’It’s not like he is a good brother anyway...’ She thought to herself, moaning softly as Liam teased her folds.

Convincing herself that this was her little way of getting back at him for all he had done her, she didn’t resist anymore.

Instead, she leaned on the door, grinding her pillowy buttocks against Liam’s massive dick.

The heat from his rod coursed through her body, further stimulating her arousal.

’Now that’s more like it.’ Liam thought, instantly plunging his rod into her drenched folds.

Squelch!

The sound of the penetration echoed through the room, followed by Emma’s loud moan of pleasure.

"Ohh..." Her legs instantly grew weak, barely able to carry the weight of her body.

But as if Liam had expected it, he slowly raised one of her legs up, hanging it on his shoulder.

This way, she was more comfortable, and he could also freely dig into her inner walls without any obstruction.

With that out of the way, he started hammering into her pussy.

Pah!

Pah!

Pah!

The sound of flesh clapping on flesh reverberated across the room, followed by Emma’s wanton moans.

Her face contorted in pleasure, her hands barely hanging onto the door.

If not for Liam supporting one of her legs on his shoulder, she would have fallen a long time ago, as her legs were barely able to carry her own weight.

Meanwhile, at the other side of the door, Rex kept banging in frustration.

His knuckles slammed against the wood with force, sending a slight tremor across its surface.

A suffocating feeling gnawed at his chest, a foreboding sense of unease creeping through his veins.

He didn’t know what was happening inside, but the mere thought of his sister being alone with Liam made his skin crawl.

"Damn it! Open the door!" He growled, his voice hoarse with frustration.

His knocking grew more violent, the wooden frame trembling under the force of his blows.

Any ordinary door would have shattered by now, reduced to splinters beneath his relentless punches.

Yet, strangely, this one remained firm.

Rex’s brows furrowed.

What was happening was very strange indeed.

The inn was small, run-down even—there was no reason for its doors to be this sturdy.

His gut twisted, the uneasy feeling rising in his chest. Something wasn’t right.

What he didn’t know was that the door’s unexpected sturdiness had nothing to do with the inn’s structure.

An artifact within the room was reinforcing it, ensuring that no matter how hard he knocked, it would not break.

And inside...

Liam was ravaging his sister without mercy.

Emma’s cries of pleasure filled the room, her voice rising in ecstasy, but the same artifact that strengthened the door also ensured that no sound leaked outside.

No matter how loud she screamed, Rex would never hear it.

He slammed his fist against the door again. His breathing was uneven, his fingers trembling.

A dark rage twisted within him, an emotion he could barely control.

Why was his sister with him? Why was she choosing someone like Liam over her own brother?

His mind raced with ugly thoughts, each one feeding the burning frustration in his chest.

He needed to get in.

As he raised his fist for another strike, a loud creak echoed from behind him.

Several doors down the hall began to open.

One after another, sleepy-eyed guests emerged from their rooms, groggy from being woken up.

Lela and Cynthia were the first to step out from the opposite room.

The two girls blinked at the sight before them, their expressions turning dark as they took in the scene.

Rex was still pounding furiously on the door, his face twisted in frustration.

Lela scowled, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Do you want to break down the door? Will you calm down then?!" She snapped, her voice sharp with irritation.

Cynthia nodded in agreement, rubbing her tired eyes.

"This is ridiculous," She muttered.

They were supposed to be on a secret mission.

Keeping a low profile was crucial—yet here was Rex, practically announcing their presence to the entire inn with his foolish behavior.

As if on cue, another door swung open at the far end of the hall.

A burly man with an unkempt beard and heavy bags under his eyes stepped out, his face contorted in anger.

"The hell is going on?!" He barked, glaring at Rex.

Rex barely spared him a glance, his focus still locked on the door before him.

"You’re disturbing my sleep, brat!" The man shouted.

Rex’s fists clenched. He was in no mood to deal with some random commoner.

"Know your place," He spat, darting a cold look towards the man.

The man’s eyes flashed with fury.

"The hell did you just say?" He growled, stepping forward menacingly.

The tension in the air thickened.

Usually, any other person would have cowered in fear upon seeing Rex’s face.

But since this was an abandoned kingdom, the church had never visited it.

Due to this, they only knew about the existence of the church, they didn’t know the faces of the knight king’s children.

Lela’s frown deepened, and she let out an audible hiss of frustration.

That was it.

Their cover was blown.

All because of his stupidity.

"Rex, you idiot," She muttered under her breath.

Rex gnashed his teeth, torn between snapping at the man and keeping his focus on the door.

For a brief moment, he considered teaching this fool a lesson. He hated being yelled at—hated it.

But something held him back.

The man didn’t seem to recognize him. He didn’t know who he really was.

If Rex reacted rashly, it would only draw more attention to them.

’Focus on the mission.’ He mumbled inwardly. ’Don’t lose control.’

But no matter how hard he tried, his mind kept drifting back to his sister and Liam.

What were they doing?

Why wasn’t she answering?

The images that flashed through his head made him sick.

Lela stepped forward, her patience wearing thin.

"Apologize," she ordered coldly.

Rex’s head snapped toward her.

"What?"

"Apologize to the man," Lela repeated, her gaze hard.

Cynthia nodded beside her. "We don’t need unnecessary trouble."

Rex scoffed, his pride clashing with reason.

Him? Apologize? To some nobody?

Normally, he would have lashed out at the girls, but he had to admit they were right.

His lips curled in distaste.

But then, his gaze flickered back to the burly man, who was still standing there, arms crossed, waiting for an answer.

If he refused, the situation would escalate. More people would wake up. More eyes would turn to him.

’And father... does it even matter? He already thinks I’m a failure.’ He thought. ’Damn it.’

Grinding his teeth together, Rex inhaled sharply and forced out the words.

"I’m... sorry." He said stiffly.

The man narrowed his eyes, then scoffed. "Tch. Next time, keep your damn noise down."

With that, he turned and stomped back into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Lela exhaled heavily, shaking her head. "That could’ve been avoided if you weren’t so reckless."

Rex clenched his fists, his jaw tightening.

He hated this.

He hated how everything was spinning out of his control.

And more than anything...

He hated the fact that behind that door, Liam was doing something to his sister.

His stomach churned, and his nails dug into his palms.

Then suddenly, a strange thought popped up in his mind.

His sister bent over the bed, completely naked, and Liam standing behind her, also naked.

’No!’ He thought, shaking his head. ’Snap out of it! Don’t think of nonsense.’

But no matter how he tried, the image kept getting more vivid.

He then felt something stirring within him, and when he looked down, he found a small bulge sticking out of his pants.

’Did I really... get horny thinking about my sister and Liam...’ He mumbled inwardly, gnashing his teeth in annoyance.

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