Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Alexandra’s Decision

She then peeked shyly at Kaiden, who, by the time she finished her sentence, was already grinning. Alexandra instantly averted her gaze.

"I’d love to have you, Alexandra," he declared without missing a beat. The fidgeting of the blonde woman increased tenfold.

...

Despite donning the maid uniform, Alexandra didn’t get far in her attempts to hover by the counter and serve. Nyx grabbed her wrist with one hand, Aria with the other, and between the two of them, she was dragged toward the table.

"Sit. Eat," Nyx ordered, glaring as if daring the blonde to argue.

"I-I can’t-" Alexandra started, only for Aria to press her down into a chair with a gentle but firm hand.

"Let me guess," Aria spoke up with eyes of disapproval, "You want to serve us and then eat later. Oh, and you don’t want to eat monster meat but something much cheaper."

Seeing the blonde woman’s innocent expression that all but confirmed her thoughts, Aria smiled. "You’ve earned this seat as much as the rest of us."

Alexandra wrung her skirt anxiously, but the resolve of the two women was iron. She stayed put in her seat.

Moments later, steaming platters of drake flank hit the table. The monster’s meat had been grilled to perfection, the outer sear glistening in rich oils and spices while the inner flesh remained succulent and juicy. Even just the scent was intoxicating, sharp, and savory with a faint sweet undertone unique to drakes.

The first bite made Alexandra’s eyes go wide. Then, brimming tears spilled down her cheeks as she covered her mouth with both hands. "I-It’s... so good," she whimpered between hiccupped sobs. "I’ve never... eaten anything this delicious in my life..."

Her teary smile lit up the whole room, leaving even Luna pausing mid-chew to stare at her softly.

"Didn’t you say you had monster cooking classes?" the Storm Valkyrie asked.

"Monster butchering classes," the blonde woman corrected. "We processed the corpses and Maximilian then sold the meat or gave it to his friends, I’m not sure."

Hearing that she was used as more or less child labor didn’t lift the mood, but they got over it quickly, having already been more than aware of how utterly horrible that man was.

Wine was poured, glasses lifted. And it was Aria, after sipping hers, who cleared her throat delicately.

"...We have a small surprise for you, Kaiden." Her tone was carefully measured. "Though I’m not entirely sure you’ll be happy with it."

Kaiden raised a brow and leaned back in his chair. "Oh? What kind of surprise?"

Aria’s gaze drifted. First, to Bastet, who was shamelessly tearing into another cut of meat with sauce being smeared at the corner of her lips. No shame. None at all.

Then to Luna, who had gone stiff as a board, her face being nearly as red as Alexandra’s had been earlier. She fidgeted just as violently as she avoided Kaiden’s eyes.

That contrast alone made Kaiden’s interest spike.

Aria’s lips curved. "You wanted last time to stay private. But... the three of us decided to record it from our points of view."

Her own cheeks colored faintly now, but she held his gaze. "We did it so we could watch it back later, just for our own desire to never forget the memory. But after some discussion, we thought... maybe we should upload it. It’s been over a week since Valhalla’s Sinners put out any adult content. We’ve been all about monster-slaying, no... variety."

Kaiden tilted his head.

Aria shifted in her seat. "The variety in how you... made love to us... might be exactly what the fangirls want right now."

For a long beat, Kaiden studied her. Then his lips slowly pulled into a smirk. "Well. If that’s what my Valkyries want, who am I to say no?"

Agreement settled, the girls quickly uploaded each of their POVs.

The clatter of cutlery and the murmur of conversation filled the air once more, and the meal resumed - but with a new electricity under the surface, as a shared secret was now hurtling toward the world outside.

...

The meal wound down slowly. Plates were scraped clean of the drake meat, and the last drops of wine swirled in their cups.

Alexandra, still in her maid uniform, dabbed at her eyes again every now and then, unable to get over how delicious the food was compared to the meager scraps she’d grown used to.

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