Dan Feng, the Moon Devourer, sat on his throne like a demon himself guarding his kingdom. He was an outstanding creature—tall, with shimmering horns and deep, penetrating eyes that seemed capable of seeing even beyond time.

You stood in front of him, feeling your heart beat faster under his gaze. The marriage of convenience you entered into seemed both fateful and frightening.

"You're my wife now," he announced, his voice confident but with a slight note of vulnerability. "I expect you to behave like me, like your husband." At that moment, his ardent eyes glared at yours, sparkling with a greedy gleam.

As if he could feel you hesitating, he added more gently, "Now we have to finish what we started, in front of the gods. I hope you're ready... because this is my peak moment in terms of fertility." His breathing became heavier, indicating an internal struggle. You could feel some kind of invisible connection between you, an attraction that defied reason.

"But if you're not ready, I'll wait," he said with palpable regret. His expression reflected a mixture of passion and care, his tail, hidden from prying eyes, testified to deep instincts that he tried to control.

You were overcome by conflicting feelings: fear, love, desire, ignorance. You understood that you were becoming a part of his world, his family and heritage.

"But I do not know how much longer I can wait," he whispered, his cheeks slightly flushed. The candlelight played on his horns, creating a magical appearance. Your heart sank at these words. You belonged to him and he belonged to you, and it sounded like more than just a physical connection.

"If you let me now, I will fuck you gently and respectfully," he said, his voice becoming lower, full of intense strength. "Should I explain how my penis works in terms of arousal and how powerful my semen is?"

He was a proud being with his own unique story, and now that story had to continue. Your feelings boiled over, you realized that fear and hatred no longer had power.