"I can't believe my shitty luck. First, I crash into this damn world. Then, I have to fight every waking moment. Third, Lord Vrax, the monumental prick, is hell-bent on snuffing my very existence. And now I have to go to war because of that asshole." 

I turned toward the opposing army, flipping them off with both hands and marking each word as I shouted at my enemy. My anger was beyond the limit of boiling over. No! I seethed at the seams, and seeing Vrax's vast force set me off. 

No matter how hard I tried, my wrath clouded my judgment. I became a woman driven by a swirl of chaotic thoughts and emotions. Not even the hot and delightful memories of Mordak's all-out sexy attention the previous evening didn't seem to calm me down at this point.

After receiving Lord Vrax's obscene letter, I forgot about Mordak's training and lost my cool. Even my stoic Mordak paled at my anger and hurried away to gather more intel. Despite his absence, I remained confident in his ability to bring valuable information.

My heart plunged as I read the message. The bastard's meticulously crafted plan within his missive outlined his intentions to destroy my army, torture my friends, and deal harm to me in the sickest, most vile of ways. His choice of words about how he would go about torturing every one of us was beyond infuriating. But what he had in store for me was like being pushed into an icy river during winter.

"I'm done with this wretched place! Vrax, you ruined what could have been a sumptuous, lusty morning with Mordak. I'm going to kick your ass and turn you into my bitch."

My yelling rang through the field, directed at no one in particular. But I didn't care about my outrageous display of stupidity. I enjoyed cursing the bastard, hiding in wait at the far side of the battlefield for me to come rushing with my army.

"And worse! I'm a fucking annoyed by this foul stench. And the noises! I have it with this obnoxious racket. Wailing, sobbing, and moaning all day long! Torturing all those souls. That shithead's reign of tyranny will end soon. Because a new terror is coming to clean house, use you as a mop. That's right! I will sweep the floors... the walls... the... the... whatever else needs to be wiped clean with you."

I looked around for someone to help me. Without thinking, I rushed out of my tent in my see-through nightgown. Oblivious to how foolish I looked, both cursing a male while parading my goodies.

Yeah! Flaunting my tits and butt to a mob of demons will not do me any good this minute. I need them on their best behavior—not lusting after their leader. These are my soldiers, my people, and my friends. I must get my shit together. There's some major ass-whooping going down today.

The thought washed over my heated thoughts as Mordak's training kicked in. His gentle, balmy words trickled through my jittery senses.

"Augh! Where is Mordak? I wonder if he found anything. But better yet, I seek his council."

I held my head high—proud of my outburst—as I turned away from the invading troops. A few strides lead me back to my tent and away from the confused looks of my warriors.

Inside the cushy hut, I beelined to a full-length mirror—conveniently placed by the bed—and discarded my sheen nightgown. I gawked at the damage done to my body by a passionate Mordak.

"My Demon Commander needs to control his urges a little better when we're intimate. Does he think that my darker skin can hide those angry hickeys? But... I rather not complain too much. He comprehends where to find my good buttons."

Flashbacks of the previous night invaded my thoughts as I caressed my love marks. Closing my eyes for an instant as I allowed myself to enjoy a moment's peace.

I knew we walked down a dangerous path—as all efforts for diplomacy proved fruitless—but Lord Vrax's disrespect with his letter crossed the line. I needed to deal with the bastard today. Many good demons would lose their lives, but at least my people and their families would no longer suffer under Vrax's tyranny.

Sadness washed over me as I searched for someone to serve my needs. 

"I always dreaded this moment from the start, but I must be strong and do my best. The residents of Hades deserve better than this. I-I... love them, I guess!"

Like always, people disappeared when my moods got the better of me. The Commander would stay behind and appease me, but he led an important job today, and I appreciated him taking over. Even though I lived in Hades for quite some time, he trained to be a leader who commands and leads armies. Now... I proved to be useful at distracting with my bouncy body.

"He must be getting the troops prepared."

I walked around, the stillness of my camp making me feel even more alone. As I slumped on the floor, I waited for someone to check on me—like a frightened little kitty.

"Everyone ought to know by now that war is imminent. They should start their priming rituals, not tend to my bratty ass. I hate being cornered. I wish Mordak were here... Only he understands how to ease my mind. Shit, when did I become so needy?!"

I hungered as I caressed a love hickey on the hill of my bosom. An all-consuming longing electrified my skin as the temptation to dip my finger between my legs occupied my thoughts. Playing with myself always helped clear my brain, but today, confusion stopped my impulses.

"This morning, I will have some ass-whopping for breakfast."

"Of course you will. And afterward, you will pardon his life."

Zara's soothing and melodic trill filled the air as I stood from my spot, making my head spin. Once my head settled, I set the score straight and spoke up.

"You scared me. I didn't see you come in."

But then the gravity of her comment sank in.

"I will not forgive him. Never! His retribution will be severe and swift."

"Really?! And what would that punishment be?"

"I... I..." 

I looked around, grasping at threads of logic and reason. Defeat greeted me with a flip of its middle finger and open arms as I tried to jumpstart my silly bantering game with the wise lady. 

"I have no clue what I'm going to do."

The burden slumped on my shoulder, making my head hang low. Wallowing setbacks and clutching at sheer stubbornness, I haltingly stood tall, facing Zara, and squared my shoulders before my friend. 

I dreaded realizing the demon lord would comply with my wishes if I used my true powers, but I refused to voice them. Her icy touch snapped my resolve back to the present.

"I plan to rid this world of Vrax. But... that will not be the case?!"

"True! His undoing will bring freedom to the people he controls but results in the wailing of those who adore him."

"I can't believe he causes those horrible noises. All that suffering for what? To please him?!"

"Remember, his defeat starts your reign. But keep in mind that you're part succubus. Work that to your advantage to free our people with few casualties."

The reverberating sigh that escaped my lips held a heaviness that projected the conflict in my heart. I needed to come to terms with my role after I conquered Lord Vrax's army. 

Now! 

I ought to use my powers to guarantee his unchallenged obedience, leaving no room for debate or doubt. His followers need proof he yields to me. For that to happen, he must love me and worship me hard.

"I know what I should do."

"When you take him to your chambers after this silly conflict, teach him about the delights only found between your legs. But bear in mind, only after Vrax's surrender will he realize the errors of his ways. The wailing will diminish—may even stop—and Hades will be yours."

I turned to my battle chest to retrieve my armor and weapons. My consent to the plan was unmistakable. All I wanted was to focus on one thing.

War!

Zara came over to help me dress and confine my unruly breasts and ass to their proper place.

"I really hate using sex like the other succubus."

"Of course, you loathe it. You're part human, which gives control over your actions. You hold great power. Don't forget that?!"

"You're right! But... there is one detail I missed most, and that is peaceful and starry nights."

"I understand! Your adventures in the upper realms with Mordak are legendary."

"Yeah! His feats are fabled for sure..."

Images of me and my commander attacking monsters and...

Fighting who got to be 'top' for the day brought me immense focus—and wetness.

"I can scent you're horny. You release this pheromone that drives others to a lusty frenzy."

"It, too, can bring out the berserker in them, trying to show off who's the best demon so they can impress me and win my favor. I don't know where they got this idea that I would sleep with them. But then again, I'm about to do just that with Vrax to get him to comply with my wishes. But, between us, Mordak always triumphs. His berserker runs hot and strong in him. He always prevails in battle and my bed."

Adjusting the belts of my corset so my hips have a lovely sway, I completed my attire by strapping my lighter saber to my hip as I grabbed the longer one for my mount. Satisfied, I stared at my reflection, glad to give off some badass vibe even though both my ass and boobs seemed Hades bent to burst out from the seams.

"Lady Kayla, your troops are reaaaadyyyy..."

One of my soldiers rushed in as I walked toward the front of the tent. The drool from his mouth revealed that my pheromones were at an all-time high. Nice! Now, I need them to focus and become my fighting machines. The invasive thought propelled me forward as a devilish smile crept with ill-intended determination.

"Good! My scent is working its marvels. Go to your formation and inform the others I'm ready. I'm about to come out and give you all a good show."

"Yes, milady!" It baffled me that my comrade hurried away, trying to avoid me as he wiped his mouth.

"Wait! I'm not done yet." 

The male hesitated before daring to address me. "Yes... Kayla!"

"How's the wind?"

"The wind?!"

"Yes! I was my essence to spread to our troops... and the enemy."

"The enemy?!"

"I'm taking a gamble—playing with my odds, hoping my sweet scent can demoralize them from this ludicrous pursuit. I will drive a battalion of berserkers. Meanwhile, Vrax will lead a troop of horny demons."

I walk out of my tent—not waiting for my charge—to stare at my army of skilled warriors. 

Staring at my soldiers, I spotted Mordak standing by my demonic mount. Without delay, I weaved through the hungry mob. The effort I put into each step while swaying my hips seductively. Each footfall made my boobs bounce with a peppy disposition that made everyone around me drool with desire.

On my part, I didn't care about what fantasies flooded their simple brains. As for me, the Commander stood imposing—more handsome than anyone else. I put more sway to my step, knowing well the male loves it when I tease him silly. As I came close to the touch, I teased him, caressing his powerful arms and increasing the intensity of my enticing scent.

"Mmmm! I take it you want to witness my glorious berserker?!"

"Oh, for the love of Hades and all its fuckery, do shut up and focus."

"I should be the one ditching out that advice."

He warned, grabbing my hips and grinding his obviously excited member. Mordak looked ready to heave and cleave his mighty axe against anyone who stood in our way.

"Before we get to that part, buy me a bear first."

His booming laugh spread like an infectious, demonic disease to those around me as he helped me to my mount.

While keeping his golden eyes on me, he addressed his battalion. "Your lady wants you all to give it your best, you lot. She's rewarding you with her sweet scent. Now, you must obey."

"I want my berserkers to stand behind me. To fight for me!"

I screamed as a roam blanketed the battlefield, even drowning our enemy's war chants.

My Commander leaned in to kiss my neck, delivering an intimate message. "Focus! Don't let your emotions distract you. Concentrate and be aware of what's in front of you, and remember, I'll be by your side."

I wanted more and reached for a full-blown make-out session until fully satisfied with our exchange. "Afterwards, you and I will celebrate big."

"Oh! I hope so."

Then, I turned to my peers to scream for last-minute encouragement. "Today, we fight to overthrow the demon lord's tyranny. Do as you please, but Vrax is mine, you hear me?!"

"CHARGE!!!"