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His Sacrificial Whore.

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Demon x Sacrificed Bride Offered as a virgin sacrifice to the ruthless Demon King , she expected death . Instead , he claimed her as his play thing - to breed , to ruin , to own forever. And in his darkness ... she begins to crave what she should fear .
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Chapter 1 - The offering

The ropes bit into her wrists as they dragged her up the temple steps .

White silk pooled around her ankles , stained with dirt and tears . Her hair was unbound , cascading over trembling shoulders , and a crown of dying jasmine flowers slipped down her forehead with every shaky step .

She could hear the village priest chanting behind her . Words of sacrifice . Words that sealed her fate .

" Offer the purest maiden to the Demon King , so he may spare us for another decade . "

She was that maiden .

At seventeen , untouched and innocent , she was worth more dead than alive in their eyes .

When she reached the stone altar , the guards pushed her down to her knees . Her chest rose and fell in shallow , panicked breaths . Beyond the torches , the cave yawned open like the mouth of a beast . Darkness seeped out , thick and alive , brushing against her skin with a cold caress .

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she whispered a prayer to gods who never listened .

A deep growl rumbled from within the cave . The ground beneath her shook , tiny stones dancing around her bound knees . Shadows shifted and curled until two glowing red eyes emerged from the blackness .

Her heart stopped .

He stepped out slowly - a towering figure draped in black robes , horns curling back from his head , his skin dark as obsidian and marked with glowing crimson veins . His eyes locked onto her , unblinking , as if peeling away her soul .

A smile curled his lips . Sharp , cruel .

" So ... this is what they offer me this century , "

his voice was smooth , dark silk over steel .

" A trembling little virgin in white . "

She flinched as he crouched before her , his clawed fingers lifting her chin . Her tears pooled in his palm .

" Did they tell you I would kill you , little lamb ? "

he asked softly .

She couldn't speak . Couldn't breathe .

His smile widened , fangs glinting in the torchlight .

" They lied . "

His thumb traced her lower lip , smearing her tears across it . His touch burned like embers .

" I will not kill you , " he whispered , leaning in so close she could taste his darkness .

" I will keep you . I will breed you . I will ruin you until the gods themselves cannot recognise their creation . "

She choked on a sob as he stood , towering over her small , kneeling form .

" Take her , " he commanded the shadows .

And as the dark tendrils wrapped around her body , lifting her from the altar , she realised death would have been mercy compared to what awaited her in the Demon King's palace .