Her violet eyes burned with such intense hatred that it drew a smile from Sylvaris, making the heat in his crotch flare even stronger.
"Do what you want to my body, but my soul shall never be yours..." She turned her face to the side, cursing him in a language he could not understand. The amusement on his face faded slightly; this scoundrel had always enjoyed it when women fought back a little or showed at least a trace of lust toward him, but this succubus showed neither.
"Do I look like I rape women for fun to you?" He pressed his blade harder against her neck, drawing a thin line of crimson blood.
I cannot help but comment on that ridiculous remark from this fool... Dear readers, has he not been forcing himself on every woman he has seen so far? Calling it mind control or lust. Tsk... No shame at all. No wonder... I worry he may never find true love at this rate, but perhaps I'll still get to see some character development here?
