Isaac's skin flushed a deep, living blood-red. His hair bled pure white, height increased a fraction; and his muscles first swelled then compressed into dense, cable-taut lines. Charm spiked to a suffocating degree. Celestial Kitsune pheromones rolled off him in invisible waves while Crown Devil's innate allure layered on top. Golden light flooded his irises as another Celestial Kitsune trait locked into place.
"Don't move," he ordered.
Both women froze. The command sank into them like hooks. Catherine's high Spirit stat should have given her a chance, yet the King of Desire skill grew stronger the more the target desired him. She was as helpless as Celia.
Isaac leaned over them.
"You two really thought it would be fun to drug me, lock me in a chair, and let me feel my master's mouth on my cock?" he asked with a smile that was not a smile. "Since you decided to cross the line first, you both need to be punished."
