Our hot breaths mix against our faces as we move our hips in sync, panting, grunting, and moaning. Our foreheads touch, our eyes lock with each other's, our mouths each gape into an 'O', and our upper lips rise in ferocity.
For an older woman, Eftee sure has the energy to fuck hard.
Both of her thin arms are held together behind her head with just one of my clawed hands while the other maintains a loose grip on her neck to keep her from thinking that she can take the lead. Her legs are kept spread apart in case she loses feeling in them like Sanaz did, but that's unlikely to happen since I'm taking my time with her, enjoying the prolonged pounding instead of quickly wringing out a mind-shattering orgasm.
But all good things must come to an end, and Eftee can't compete with my draconic virility.
Her mouth opens wide, and her moans turn into screams as she reaches a state of bliss, yet no succubus ever cums alone. Her folds, specifically suited to making men cum, fulfill their sensual purpose and force me to join her, flooding her greedy depths with my manly seed.
I grunt and tighten my grip on her neck as I finish dominating yet another woman, then I slowly slide out of the white beauty and present my cock, but the nearest cum cleaner is currently indisposed.
Roxanne is splayed out on the bed, looking quite exhausted, while Sanaz is sucking her wet, sticky fingers, cleaning off her daughter's juices. The recovered bitch seems to have regained a bit of her defiance as she glares at me, a mix of annoyance and mischief in her eyes, and her tail waves about like a cat's does when it's about to inflict its feline evil upon an unfortunate soul, which would be me.
"I've underestimated you, Lord Wolf Ryder," Sanaz slowly admits.
"Royal Lord Wolf Ryder," I correct her and hold my tail still in a sign of wariness.
She finishes cleaning off her fingers, and her thin lips curl up in a subtle grin. "But you'll have to work hard if you want to dominate me." Then she pulls out a flask of lube and pours it onto her tail.
"You fucking… bitch," I growl angrily, preparing myself for battle.
She giggles evilly, then rubs her tail.
My anger is merely a side effect of letting the dragon take control because the human is panicking.
Sanaz suddenly pounces on me, pushing me down on the bed.
Girls, HELP!
Intermission – Klein
I rest my head on Osaria's breasts and relax as our bodies cool down, then she starts playing with my hair, using her long, dexterous fingers to give my scalp a soothing massage. I don't think I'll ever get tired of this incredible view of the night sky above the sea of mist.
As the silence settles in, my imagination betrays me and brings back the whirlpool of emotions about that unfinished business.
I thought that being away from Wolfy and Hana would've put things in perspective, but I'd definitely need to also be away from Osaria because she has snuck into my heart the same way they did.
What do I even want anymore…?
A tired sigh escapes my lips.
"Something wrong? Do you want another orgasm?" Osaria teasingly asks, and one of her hands trails down my body.
I shiver softly and decline, "I'm not unsatisfied, and my pussy is still too raw for anything else."
"Your nipples aren't," she breathes sultrily on my ear.
I chuckle softly. "Considering how much Wolfy sucks on them, they kind of are…"
Her hand trails up, and she caresses my cheek. "So what did make you sigh?"
"You know… that…" I mumble shyly.
She gently pats my head. "I see. It's that, the crime of cheating on Wolfy."
"Osariaaa~…!"
She giggles like a goblin. "I'm sorry, but you're the only one of us that can somehow resist the allure of Wolfy's cock, so you'd better believe I'm going to tease you about that."
I pout and give her the silent treatment, but she's just like Wolfy and quickly caves in.
"I'm sorry~! But you know I can't help myself, you're just too pure, my cute little brown bundle of happiness," she unleashes her honeyed, experienced tongue and strokes my ego.
"Wolfy is going to complain about you stealing his women again," I wryly reply.
She hums with a sassy tone in amusement, "Hm? So you're admitting that you're his?" -I groan out loud- "I'd love to present you on a platter for him, give something back after I stole his toys." I can just imagine her grinning perversely as she says that.
I sigh and just tell her what I'm thinking to change the topic, "I should just go talk to him already, right?"
She pats my head again reassuringly. "Yes, you should. Go suck his dick in the name of all the women who've been spellbound by Wolfy's magic, draconic, massive, shape-shifting, vibrating hammer of love."
I smile wryly. "And tentacles…"
"And tentacles!"
I call Hermann to one of the "viewing rooms" of the castle. I don't have the courage to just knock on the door of his… mansion, and risk meeting with his husband.
Is it Wolfy that makes everyone gay, or is it just the nobility…? Wait, I think I heard that they actually do encourage everyone to be bisexual, but I still think Wolfy's perversion is infectious.
My silly daydreaming is interrupted by a maid telling me that Hermann has arrived.
"Let him in," I order and feel a little bit weird about the fact that I'm the one saying things like that. I'm still not used to being in a leadership position.
The door opens, and the handsome, tall, dark-skinned young man comes in, causing the whirlpool to come back with a vengeance.
"Klein…" He softly calls to me, his deeper voice still giving me chills.
"Hermann," I reply in kind and nod, then motion for him to come closer and turn back to look out from the balcony as I lean on the railing.
He stops at the railing, just a shortsword's distance away, and mimics my pose, then we stay silent for a long, awkward moment.
"I'm sorry that I broke my promise," he breaks the silence first.
I shake my head and wave my hand dismissively. "It was a silly promise to begin with. How would we ever meet again if neither of us knew where the other was going?" I softly reply.
He shifts uncomfortably. "Well… it doesn't matter how we'd meet again, what matters is our actions, and I broke the promise."
I snort. "You didn't promise that you wouldn't marry someone else."
"It was kind of implied."
True… I didn't marry Wolfy because I was waiting for him.
I sigh tiredly.
"If you'll forgive my greed…" He continues hesitantly, and I turn to look at him, which I immediately regret because his handsome face makes my heart skip a beat. "Ahren and I can't have children, so it's implied that we'll have to form a harem and add others, specifically women."
"I don't want to join a harem," I reflexively reply and feel a little guilty when I see him wince in pain.
"Alright… but we still need to find mothers for our children…"
Is that the life of a noble? Juggling relationships, love, and desire, always trying to get the most out of everything they do?
I turn back to the view and complain with a frown, "I just wanted to marry someone and have a simple life…"
"You also volunteered to serve as Lord Wolf's knight," he points out again, his calmness making him sound much older than he really is.
"Doesn't mean I have to live like a noble," I grumble back.
I can hear the wryness in his tone. "You're still close enough to them to get swept up by their lifestyles. I know I did."
"Well, I guess I did, too, in a way," I admit with a wry smile.
"Considering you sleep in his bed every day, I'm surprised that you aren't his concubine already."
And his words stab me, driving in a pang of guilt. "I'm a concubine in all but name," I confess.
"A bird can live a happy life in a cage, yet they'll still fly away if you open it even once. However, if you raised it right, then it'll come back to your hand once it's had its fill of freedom," the God of the Sun once said, and that's exactly what Wolfy did with me.
I look at Hermann and see his pained smile, causing me to feel even more guilt. We're both hurt, and it turns out that the source of our pain is basically the same. "I also broke our promise," I heatedly admit and take a step closer towards him.
He's taken aback by my sudden proclamation. "You-… that's…" But he doesn't find a way to deny it.
I gently put my hand over his, and I immediately notice that the small, innocent boy is no more. His hand is big, rough, and callused, so unlike the hands of the only man ever I've been with. Wolfy can be dominant, but he's still a gentle and delicate man at heart. Even though his hands have scales and claws, I've never feared that his touch would hurt me.
Hermann suddenly grasps my hand with both of his and stares at me expectantly as he starts to breathe faster. The image of a man instantly crumbles, and I see an excited young boy in his place in front of me.
I put my other hand over his and smile warmly. "How about we start over from the beginning, then?" I kindly suggest.
He blinks, then he suddenly breathes in and lets my hands go as he straightens his back. "Y-yes… let's start again." Then he swallows heavily, staring at me like a soldier who's waiting for orders.
His shyness is so cute that I can't help but grin. This is him; this is the Hermann I remember, the Hermann I loved.
I look around and spot the enchantment used to call for a maid. I feel so snobbish drinking this late at night, but I think we both need some alcohol to loosen our tongues.
Intermission end.
Today is the 21st, Genn, day of Light. Basically Monday, but adventurers don't have weekends, so I never felt like it was that horrible, though I do currently feel like I'm back on Earth, begrudgingly waking up to start another week of work, except I never woke up so itchy.
"Ow…" I hear a soft moan, and I realize that the padding of my claws has come undone, so I remake it before I accidentally cut someone.
I try to scratch my crotch, but all of my limbs, including my tail, are currently locked in place by what seems to be the warm and soft bodies of a dozen women.
I then realize that it's completely dark, so I cast a very faint [Spirit Light], revealing a mass of naked female bodies all around me. It's a bit hard to count them, but there's definitely more than just my wives here. Gify is sleeping on my chest as usual, one of the few patches of my skin that seemingly doesn't have cum on it.
I passed out from having my MP fall too deep into the negatives, so I don't remember all of the pussies in view, and to my immense relief, I can't see any cocks in the immediate vicinity besides my own.
I do feel a bit guilty for making Osaria and Klein sleep alone, though.
In the dead silence, I clearly hear the muffled sounds of elven plate armor rustling, then Alissa suddenly wakes up, and through her [Sense Presence], I confirm that we have a few female Lordsguard who also have [Sense Presence] watching over us. The golems are also keeping watch, as unmoving as statues like always.
The rest of my wives also stir as they're all used to waking up right after Alissa, then the rest of the Ravaged women start to wake.
Someone activates a very faint light, and we can see the whole ballroom again, then we start to notice the fact that there's dried, caked cum everywhere.
And it's all mine…
After freeing ourselves from the mass of entangled bodies, one of our guard girls guides us to the baths, which are already hot and ready for us, and we scrub ourselves hard to get it all off. We've never let my cum dry for so long before since the cum cleaners are quite thorough, so I never realized how damn itchy it can get.
"That party was amazing…" Roxanne coos as she stretches, displaying her slender body to us.
"It was quite fun, all things considered," I add as I stare at her delicious figure.
"Seeing you have sex with your mother actually made me quite excited, so yesterday was heavenly," Alissa remarks to Roxanne as she cleans my mirror-like scales.
"I'm starting to dislike all the facials Wolfy gave me, though," Hana complains as she struggles to clean under her cheek scales, so I summon a light elemental-wife to help her. "Thanks, husband."
"I'm fine with them," Aoi casually adds and stares at her own shiny blue scales. "But I think my scales absorbed his seed."
"That's a bit unfair," Hana mumbles enviously.
"I'm also fine with facials, even if it gets in my hair, but the problem is letting it dry," Yunia grumbles as she stares at the deeply [Clean]ed spiral lock of golden hair, which seems to have lost some of its luster in comparison to the rest of her hair.
Ciel and Lina don't actually feel any discomfort. Having the least sexual stamina out of all of us means that they didn't spend that long in the cum debauchery that the succubi were enjoying with my dick.
While we wash, I take a look at our stats.
My [Mana Body] increased by 1 (now 5); Roxanne increased her "Sanity" by 2 (now 16); and Yunia increased her "Wisdom" by 1 (now 19), likely because she's been constantly helping me navigate the minefield that is relationships with nobility.
It seems that without Alissa's Blessing, I'm now the one with the lowest "Sanity." I'm doing pretty well, all things considered, but I think that I still depend too much on my wives for support, which would leave me considerably vulnerable if I was ever to be separated from them again, like with that maze in the Legado dungeon.
"I'm sure that none of you would agree to the 'training' that Wolfy would have to go through to increase his 'Sanity,'" Ciel wryly states to the other wives, and Alissa nods vigorously.
"I don't want to go through anything even close to those 'trials' ever again," she affirms, and the rest of the girls quietly agree.
After grooming ourselves until we're fabulous and perfumed again, we're invited to have breakfast with Sanaz, and I make sure that Eftee gets to participate, too.
Sanaz's main home is quite humble. It's still a mansion, but quite snug and comfy instead of overly grand and ostentatious, which I believe she could easily pay for.
Tavi and Behrouz are quite cheery this morning, enjoying a healthy meal of dried fruits and cereals with cream, which has a rather suggestive consistency. The fruits are still varieties from Maoka, so even though they're dried, I suspect they would punish my bad, bad tongue if I dared to eat them.
I just go for the fried toast, sausages, and the mushrooms that Lina recognizes since I need energy and don't want to play Russian Roulette with food right now.
Sanaz finishes eating what I suspect are fried orc balls and turns her striking but rather soft gaze to me. "I've underestimated you once again, Lord Wolf," she cryptically announces.
"Hm?" I just glance at her curiously and continue eating.
"I never expected you to be able to… shoot out so much semen," she dryly continues.
Eftee finishes slurping some dick-shaped noodle thing and gently interjects, "It makes sense that he wears a Ring of Fertility all the time. Everyone would've been impregnated otherwise."
Sanaz snorts softly and nods in agreement, then turns her sharp eyes back to me again. "But don't go thinking that you've dominated me with your 'play,' Lord Ryder. You'll need more than just exotic sexual skills to soften me up."
Before I can retort, Eftee takes one more jab at Sanaz, "So you say, but the multiple, continuous orgasms will speak for themselves with time." And the sensual gilf gives her the subtlest smug smirk.
"So you admit to bending over to him? Where's your pride?" Sanaz questions as she gives Eftee a look of pity and disappointment.
The older woman simply adjusts her lustrous, white hair with an elegant flourish. "He already bent me over and fucked my lips raw," she bluntly admits, then the smugness of her smirk deepens. "You're just posturing. For some reason, you don't want to let him have even the tiniest bit of power over you, even though you'd eagerly dive onto his cock at the very next chance you get."
The ruthless milf simply glares at her with rising anger, and I suddenly feel quite happy that I made sure that Eftee could join us.
"He's not doing it again unless I get something out of it," Behrouz interjects, pouting rather cutely at his wife.
Sanaz pats his hand and reassures him, "Don't worry, my love, I have no intention of falling into the clutches of a man who doesn't even know how to dance Rahgeeb."
"'Rahgeeb'? How old-fashioned, and I'm way older than you," Eftee taunts cheekily.
"Wolfy is a pretty good dancer, and I taught him Rahgeeb," Roxanne casually chimes in with a half-truth just to brag.
Both of the older women go silent, and I can just imagine their pussies quivering as their imagination runs wild. Behrouz gives me a look of awe, seemingly renewing his respect for me with just a few words from my wife.
"Just… pay me a visit the next time you come to Xane," Eftee bashfully pleads.
"Hm," I simply hum in agreement, quite comfortable with where the conversation has gone even though I gave no real input to it.
After our meal, it's time for us to say goodbye.
"[We'll come visit again, just wait]," Roxanne assures Tavi as they hug.
"[Okay]," the girl quietly replies, suddenly teary-eyed.
Her parents look at them warmly, quite moved at the budding relationship between the two sisters.
Then Roxanne gives her father a tight hug.
"[It was short, but I'm so happy you came back]," he whispers with a wavering voice.
"[So am I…]" She whispers back, gushing with happiness as she focuses on their time together instead of their imminent separation.
Then she gives her mother a hug. Though they both remain tense and silent, there's definitely some warmth seeping into their interactions. It's hard for it not to, given that they caused each other to cum multiple times last night.
And Roxanne finishes her farewells by giving Eftee an enthusiastic hug.
I kneel before Tavi and summon a rainbow-feathered hummingbird for her. She's immediately captivated by the cute, colorful bird and receives it slack-jawed.
"If you ever feel sad or unsafe, just tap the bird's beak three times, and we'll hear whatever you say, okay?" I gently instruct her, and she nods repeatedly, her eyes still glued to the bird. "Just don't undress or take a shower in front of it…" I awkwardly add.
She gives me a quick, tight hug, then focuses back on the bird again.
I share a cordial handshake with Behrouz, though he then kisses my hand sensually, which wipes away any shred of guilt I could've had for fucking his wife senseless.
My handshake with Sanaz is also perfectly cordial, but I don't try to come off as seductive since that would kind of make me a hypocrite.
With Eftee, though, I kiss her hand, then softly peck her lips as I unleash [Sexual Charm] on her. "I definitely won't forget you," I whisper huskily, and she subtly licks her lips.
"I can say the same," she replies in kind.
The rest of the girls give cordial goodbyes, though Sanaz acts somewhat coldly towards Yunia.
"I assume that you're the one who taught your husband to act the way he did," Sanaz quietly asserts as she sternly stares at Yunia, who easily remains as neutral as always. "All I can say is, 'well done.'"
Yunia subtly smiles, and they share a nod.
Gify gives Tavi a soft peck on her forehead as a goodbye, making her giggle happily, while the golems bow to her, and she bows back politely.
Then we finally return home.
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Our hot breaths mix against our faces as we move our hips in sync, panting, grunting, and moaning. Our foreheads touch, our eyes lock with each other's, our mouths each gape into an 'O', and our upper lips rise in ferocity.
For an older woman, Eftee sure has the energy to fuck hard.
Both of her thin arms are held together behind her head with just one of my clawed hands while the other maintains a loose grip on her neck to keep her from thinking that she can take the lead. Her legs are kept spread apart in case she loses feeling in them like Sanaz did, but that's unlikely to happen since I'm taking my time with her, enjoying the prolonged pounding instead of quickly wringing out a mind-shattering orgasm.
But all good things must come to an end, and Eftee can't compete with my draconic virility.
Her mouth opens wide, and her moans turn into screams as she reaches a state of bliss, yet no succubus ever cums alone. Her folds, specifically suited to making men cum, fulfill their sensual purpose and force me to join her, flooding her greedy depths with my manly seed.
I grunt and tighten my grip on her neck as I finish dominating yet another woman, then I slowly slide out of the white beauty and present my cock, but the nearest cum cleaner is currently indisposed.
Roxanne is splayed out on the bed, looking quite exhausted, while Sanaz is sucking her wet, sticky fingers, cleaning off her daughter's juices. The recovered bitch seems to have regained a bit of her defiance as she glares at me, a mix of annoyance and mischief in her eyes, and her tail waves about like a cat's does when it's about to inflict its feline evil upon an unfortunate soul, which would be me.
"I've underestimated you, Lord Wolf Ryder," Sanaz slowly admits.
"Royal Lord Wolf Ryder," I correct her and hold my tail still in a sign of wariness.
She finishes cleaning off her fingers, and her thin lips curl up in a subtle grin. "But you'll have to work hard if you want to dominate me." Then she pulls out a flask of lube and pours it onto her tail.
"You fucking… bitch," I growl angrily, preparing myself for battle.
She giggles evilly, then rubs her tail.
My anger is merely a side effect of letting the dragon take control because the human is panicking.
Sanaz suddenly pounces on me, pushing me down on the bed.
Girls, HELP!
Intermission – Klein
I rest my head on Osaria's breasts and relax as our bodies cool down, then she starts playing with my hair, using her long, dexterous fingers to give my scalp a soothing massage. I don't think I'll ever get tired of this incredible view of the night sky above the sea of mist.
As the silence settles in, my imagination betrays me and brings back the whirlpool of emotions about that unfinished business.
I thought that being away from Wolfy and Hana would've put things in perspective, but I'd definitely need to also be away from Osaria because she has snuck into my heart the same way they did.
What do I even want anymore…?
A tired sigh escapes my lips.
"Something wrong? Do you want another orgasm?" Osaria teasingly asks, and one of her hands trails down my body.
I shiver softly and decline, "I'm not unsatisfied, and my pussy is still too raw for anything else."
"Your nipples aren't," she breathes sultrily on my ear.
I chuckle softly. "Considering how much Wolfy sucks on them, they kind of are…"
Her hand trails up, and she caresses my cheek. "So what did make you sigh?"
"You know… that…" I mumble shyly.
She gently pats my head. "I see. It's that, the crime of cheating on Wolfy."
"Osariaaa~…!"
She giggles like a goblin. "I'm sorry, but you're the only one of us that can somehow resist the allure of Wolfy's cock, so you'd better believe I'm going to tease you about that."
I pout and give her the silent treatment, but she's just like Wolfy and quickly caves in.
"I'm sorry~! But you know I can't help myself, you're just too pure, my cute little brown bundle of happiness," she unleashes her honeyed, experienced tongue and strokes my ego.
"Wolfy is going to complain about you stealing his women again," I wryly reply.
She hums with a sassy tone in amusement, "Hm? So you're admitting that you're his?" -I groan out loud- "I'd love to present you on a platter for him, give something back after I stole his toys." I can just imagine her grinning perversely as she says that.
I sigh and just tell her what I'm thinking to change the topic, "I should just go talk to him already, right?"
She pats my head again reassuringly. "Yes, you should. Go suck his dick in the name of all the women who've been spellbound by Wolfy's magic, draconic, massive, shape-shifting, vibrating hammer of love."
I smile wryly. "And tentacles…"
"And tentacles!"
I call Hermann to one of the "viewing rooms" of the castle. I don't have the courage to just knock on the door of his… mansion, and risk meeting with his husband.
Is it Wolfy that makes everyone gay, or is it just the nobility…? Wait, I think I heard that they actually do encourage everyone to be bisexual, but I still think Wolfy's perversion is infectious.
My silly daydreaming is interrupted by a maid telling me that Hermann has arrived.
"Let him in," I order and feel a little bit weird about the fact that I'm the one saying things like that. I'm still not used to being in a leadership position.
The door opens, and the handsome, tall, dark-skinned young man comes in, causing the whirlpool to come back with a vengeance.
"Klein…" He softly calls to me, his deeper voice still giving me chills.
"Hermann," I reply in kind and nod, then motion for him to come closer and turn back to look out from the balcony as I lean on the railing.
He stops at the railing, just a shortsword's distance away, and mimics my pose, then we stay silent for a long, awkward moment.
"I'm sorry that I broke my promise," he breaks the silence first.
I shake my head and wave my hand dismissively. "It was a silly promise to begin with. How would we ever meet again if neither of us knew where the other was going?" I softly reply.
He shifts uncomfortably. "Well… it doesn't matter how we'd meet again, what matters is our actions, and I broke the promise."
I snort. "You didn't promise that you wouldn't marry someone else."
"It was kind of implied."
True… I didn't marry Wolfy because I was waiting for him.
I sigh tiredly.
"If you'll forgive my greed…" He continues hesitantly, and I turn to look at him, which I immediately regret because his handsome face makes my heart skip a beat. "Ahren and I can't have children, so it's implied that we'll have to form a harem and add others, specifically women."
"I don't want to join a harem," I reflexively reply and feel a little guilty when I see him wince in pain.
"Alright… but we still need to find mothers for our children…"
Is that the life of a noble? Juggling relationships, love, and desire, always trying to get the most out of everything they do?
I turn back to the view and complain with a frown, "I just wanted to marry someone and have a simple life…"
"You also volunteered to serve as Lord Wolf's knight," he points out again, his calmness making him sound much older than he really is.
"Doesn't mean I have to live like a noble," I grumble back.
I can hear the wryness in his tone. "You're still close enough to them to get swept up by their lifestyles. I know I did."
"Well, I guess I did, too, in a way," I admit with a wry smile.
"Considering you sleep in his bed every day, I'm surprised that you aren't his concubine already."
And his words stab me, driving in a pang of guilt. "I'm a concubine in all but name," I confess.
"A bird can live a happy life in a cage, yet they'll still fly away if you open it even once. However, if you raised it right, then it'll come back to your hand once it's had its fill of freedom," the God of the Sun once said, and that's exactly what Wolfy did with me.
I look at Hermann and see his pained smile, causing me to feel even more guilt. We're both hurt, and it turns out that the source of our pain is basically the same. "I also broke our promise," I heatedly admit and take a step closer towards him.
He's taken aback by my sudden proclamation. "You-… that's…" But he doesn't find a way to deny it.
I gently put my hand over his, and I immediately notice that the small, innocent boy is no more. His hand is big, rough, and callused, so unlike the hands of the only man ever I've been with. Wolfy can be dominant, but he's still a gentle and delicate man at heart. Even though his hands have scales and claws, I've never feared that his touch would hurt me.
Hermann suddenly grasps my hand with both of his and stares at me expectantly as he starts to breathe faster. The image of a man instantly crumbles, and I see an excited young boy in his place in front of me.
I put my other hand over his and smile warmly. "How about we start over from the beginning, then?" I kindly suggest.
He blinks, then he suddenly breathes in and lets my hands go as he straightens his back. "Y-yes… let's start again." Then he swallows heavily, staring at me like a soldier who's waiting for orders.
His shyness is so cute that I can't help but grin. This is him; this is the Hermann I remember, the Hermann I loved.
I look around and spot the enchantment used to call for a maid. I feel so snobbish drinking this late at night, but I think we both need some alcohol to loosen our tongues.
Intermission end.
Today is the 21st, Genn, day of Light. Basically Monday, but adventurers don't have weekends, so I never felt like it was that horrible, though I do currently feel like I'm back on Earth, begrudgingly waking up to start another week of work, except I never woke up so itchy.
"Ow…" I hear a soft moan, and I realize that the padding of my claws has come undone, so I remake it before I accidentally cut someone.
I try to scratch my crotch, but all of my limbs, including my tail, are currently locked in place by what seems to be the warm and soft bodies of a dozen women.
I then realize that it's completely dark, so I cast a very faint [Spirit Light], revealing a mass of naked female bodies all around me. It's a bit hard to count them, but there's definitely more than just my wives here. Gify is sleeping on my chest as usual, one of the few patches of my skin that seemingly doesn't have cum on it.
I passed out from having my MP fall too deep into the negatives, so I don't remember all of the pussies in view, and to my immense relief, I can't see any cocks in the immediate vicinity besides my own.
I do feel a bit guilty for making Osaria and Klein sleep alone, though.
In the dead silence, I clearly hear the muffled sounds of elven plate armor rustling, then Alissa suddenly wakes up, and through her [Sense Presence], I confirm that we have a few female Lordsguard who also have [Sense Presence] watching over us. The golems are also keeping watch, as unmoving as statues like always.
The rest of my wives also stir as they're all used to waking up right after Alissa, then the rest of the Ravaged women start to wake.
Someone activates a very faint light, and we can see the whole ballroom again, then we start to notice the fact that there's dried, caked cum everywhere.
And it's all mine…
After freeing ourselves from the mass of entangled bodies, one of our guard girls guides us to the baths, which are already hot and ready for us, and we scrub ourselves hard to get it all off. We've never let my cum dry for so long before since the cum cleaners are quite thorough, so I never realized how damn itchy it can get.
"That party was amazing…" Roxanne coos as she stretches, displaying her slender body to us.
"It was quite fun, all things considered," I add as I stare at her delicious figure.
"Seeing you have sex with your mother actually made me quite excited, so yesterday was heavenly," Alissa remarks to Roxanne as she cleans my mirror-like scales.
"I'm starting to dislike all the facials Wolfy gave me, though," Hana complains as she struggles to clean under her cheek scales, so I summon a light elemental-wife to help her. "Thanks, husband."
"I'm fine with them," Aoi casually adds and stares at her own shiny blue scales. "But I think my scales absorbed his seed."
"That's a bit unfair," Hana mumbles enviously.
"I'm also fine with facials, even if it gets in my hair, but the problem is letting it dry," Yunia grumbles as she stares at the deeply [Clean]ed spiral lock of golden hair, which seems to have lost some of its luster in comparison to the rest of her hair.
Ciel and Lina don't actually feel any discomfort. Having the least sexual stamina out of all of us means that they didn't spend that long in the cum debauchery that the succubi were enjoying with my dick.
While we wash, I take a look at our stats.
My [Mana Body] increased by 1 (now 5); Roxanne increased her "Sanity" by 2 (now 16); and Yunia increased her "Wisdom" by 1 (now 19), likely because she's been constantly helping me navigate the minefield that is relationships with nobility.
It seems that without Alissa's Blessing, I'm now the one with the lowest "Sanity." I'm doing pretty well, all things considered, but I think that I still depend too much on my wives for support, which would leave me considerably vulnerable if I was ever to be separated from them again, like with that maze in the Legado dungeon.
"I'm sure that none of you would agree to the 'training' that Wolfy would have to go through to increase his 'Sanity,'" Ciel wryly states to the other wives, and Alissa nods vigorously.
"I don't want to go through anything even close to those 'trials' ever again," she affirms, and the rest of the girls quietly agree.
After grooming ourselves until we're fabulous and perfumed again, we're invited to have breakfast with Sanaz, and I make sure that Eftee gets to participate, too.
Sanaz's main home is quite humble. It's still a mansion, but quite snug and comfy instead of overly grand and ostentatious, which I believe she could easily pay for.
Tavi and Behrouz are quite cheery this morning, enjoying a healthy meal of dried fruits and cereals with cream, which has a rather suggestive consistency. The fruits are still varieties from Maoka, so even though they're dried, I suspect they would punish my bad, bad tongue if I dared to eat them.
I just go for the fried toast, sausages, and the mushrooms that Lina recognizes since I need energy and don't want to play Russian Roulette with food right now.
Sanaz finishes eating what I suspect are fried orc balls and turns her striking but rather soft gaze to me. "I've underestimated you once again, Lord Wolf," she cryptically announces.
"Hm?" I just glance at her curiously and continue eating.
"I never expected you to be able to… shoot out so much semen," she dryly continues.
Eftee finishes slurping some dick-shaped noodle thing and gently interjects, "It makes sense that he wears a Ring of Fertility all the time. Everyone would've been impregnated otherwise."
Sanaz snorts softly and nods in agreement, then turns her sharp eyes back to me again. "But don't go thinking that you've dominated me with your 'play,' Lord Ryder. You'll need more than just exotic sexual skills to soften me up."
Before I can retort, Eftee takes one more jab at Sanaz, "So you say, but the multiple, continuous orgasms will speak for themselves with time." And the sensual gilf gives her the subtlest smug smirk.
"So you admit to bending over to him? Where's your pride?" Sanaz questions as she gives Eftee a look of pity and disappointment.
The older woman simply adjusts her lustrous, white hair with an elegant flourish. "He already bent me over and fucked my lips raw," she bluntly admits, then the smugness of her smirk deepens. "You're just posturing. For some reason, you don't want to let him have even the tiniest bit of power over you, even though you'd eagerly dive onto his cock at the very next chance you get."
The ruthless milf simply glares at her with rising anger, and I suddenly feel quite happy that I made sure that Eftee could join us.
"He's not doing it again unless I get something out of it," Behrouz interjects, pouting rather cutely at his wife.
Sanaz pats his hand and reassures him, "Don't worry, my love, I have no intention of falling into the clutches of a man who doesn't even know how to dance Rahgeeb."
"'Rahgeeb'? How old-fashioned, and I'm way older than you," Eftee taunts cheekily.
"Wolfy is a pretty good dancer, and I taught him Rahgeeb," Roxanne casually chimes in with a half-truth just to brag.
Both of the older women go silent, and I can just imagine their pussies quivering as their imagination runs wild. Behrouz gives me a look of awe, seemingly renewing his respect for me with just a few words from my wife.
"Just… pay me a visit the next time you come to Xane," Eftee bashfully pleads.
"Hm," I simply hum in agreement, quite comfortable with where the conversation has gone even though I gave no real input to it.
After our meal, it's time for us to say goodbye.
"[We'll come visit again, just wait]," Roxanne assures Tavi as they hug.
"[Okay]," the girl quietly replies, suddenly teary-eyed.
Her parents look at them warmly, quite moved at the budding relationship between the two sisters.
Then Roxanne gives her father a tight hug.
"[It was short, but I'm so happy you came back]," he whispers with a wavering voice.
"[So am I…]" She whispers back, gushing with happiness as she focuses on their time together instead of their imminent separation.
Then she gives her mother a hug. Though they both remain tense and silent, there's definitely some warmth seeping into their interactions. It's hard for it not to, given that they caused each other to cum multiple times last night.
And Roxanne finishes her farewells by giving Eftee an enthusiastic hug.
I kneel before Tavi and summon a rainbow-feathered hummingbird for her. She's immediately captivated by the cute, colorful bird and receives it slack-jawed.
"If you ever feel sad or unsafe, just tap the bird's beak three times, and we'll hear whatever you say, okay?" I gently instruct her, and she nods repeatedly, her eyes still glued to the bird. "Just don't undress or take a shower in front of it…" I awkwardly add.
She gives me a quick, tight hug, then focuses back on the bird again.
I share a cordial handshake with Behrouz, though he then kisses my hand sensually, which wipes away any shred of guilt I could've had for fucking his wife senseless.
My handshake with Sanaz is also perfectly cordial, but I don't try to come off as seductive since that would kind of make me a hypocrite.
With Eftee, though, I kiss her hand, then softly peck her lips as I unleash [Sexual Charm] on her. "I definitely won't forget you," I whisper huskily, and she subtly licks her lips.
"I can say the same," she replies in kind.
The rest of the girls give cordial goodbyes, though Sanaz acts somewhat coldly towards Yunia.
"I assume that you're the one who taught your husband to act the way he did," Sanaz quietly asserts as she sternly stares at Yunia, who easily remains as neutral as always. "All I can say is, 'well done.'"
Yunia subtly smiles, and they share a nod.
Gify gives Tavi a soft peck on her forehead as a goodbye, making her giggle happily, while the golems bow to her, and she bows back politely.
Then we finally return home.
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