Amano Yuuma's short, sharp screams instantly echoed throughout the room. Streams of glistening fluid shot out with every thrust and withdrawal, splashing everywhere...
The girl had released twice and was completely exhausted, her head hanging to the side, only capable of panting.
But the behemoth, tightly gripped by her flower-valley, remained just as erect, even harder than before.
Ethan kept his gaze fixed on Amano Yuuma's exquisite little face, admiring the shift in her expression before and after climax. His heart was utterly satisfied, deriving immense pleasure not just physically but psychologically.
"Yuuma-chan, be my slave. If you become my slave, you can experience this pleasure every day."
"Mmm..."
The Fallen Angel was too weak to speak, only managing a nasal sound.
Ethan smiled slightly, pulling out the behemoth, which was covered in glistening, sticky nectar and dripping continuously.
He lifted Amano Yuuma, flipping her body over so her upper body was face down on the bed, her hips facing him.
Gazing at her full, firm butt, which was pale white tinged with the red blush of climax, Ethan couldn't resist reaching out and giving it two loud smacks. It was plump and very springy to the touch.
Amano Yuuma let out a soft, lazy cry of pain. Seemingly anticipating Ethan's next move, she weakly struggled.
"Husband.... Ethan... Autumn.... Please spare me... I really can't go on....."
Unfortunately, her delirious pleas only served to excite Ethan more. He reached out with his right hand to grip her lower abdomen, placed his left hand on her slick, pink back, and thrust his hips forcefully. With a sound like shhh, his little Ethan plunged all the way in, squeezing out much of the residual fluid from her flower-valley.
Amano Yuuma lay prostrate on the bed, unable to resist, letting Ethan enjoy her from behind...
Mitelt and Kalawarner watched, their feelings swirling with astonishment.
They were amazed at how wanton Amano Yuuma was in bed, completely unlike her usual harsh, dark-hearted demeanor. They were also astonished by Ethan's incredible stamina.
Both his size and his persistence, as well as his vigorous energy, far exceeded their comprehension.
The intense positions, Amano Yuuma's uninhibited moans, and Ethan's triumphant expression... every detail stimulated their senses, making their bodies heat up and their flower-valleys ache.
This vivid, sensual scene once again ignited their intense desire.
Just as Kalawarner was absorbed in watching, she suddenly felt a tightening in her crotch. Someone had cupped her, and a petite body pressed against her back. A soft chuckle sounded behind her ear.
"Warnee, let's go too... Just watching isn't enough..."
The blue-haired onee-san trembled. She looked back to see the cute, blonde fanged Mitelt staring at her with hazy eyes. One of her pale hands was between her own legs, and the other was between Kalawarner's.
"Mitelt, you... let go of me..."
Kalawarner was blushing intensely. She wasn't shameless enough to engage in lesbian play right in front of Ethan.
With her partner uncooperative, the adorable blonde fanged girl regretfully let go. Before moving away, she deliberately gave Kalawarner a hard poke, eliciting a soft gasp from the onee-san.
"I... I want him so bad..."
Mitelt's voice was low, as if talking to herself. Seeing Ethan's mighty, imposing behemoth, she couldn't suppress the urge. She rubbed her chest with one slender hand while kneading her wet flower-valley with the other.
After fiddling for a moment, she turned back to the blue-haired onee-san. "Warnee, let's go for another cultivation session later. Lady Raynare didn't say we could only do it once."
Mitelt's words completely ignited the flames of lust in the cool-headed onee-san's heart. She, too, began to pleasure herself, preparing to take over from Amano Yuuma later.
Watching Ethan and Amano Yuuma dual cultivate, Mitelt and Kalawarner's breathing gradually became labored. Their left hands were on their full chests, kneading, while their right hands reached down into their crotches to play. Their eyes grew increasingly fixated...
"Lady Raynare... let me help you."
Finally, the cute, pretty blonde fanged girl couldn't hold back and rushed toward Ethan with a whispered excuse.
Amano Yuuma was on the verge of squeezing out Ethan's essence. There was no way she would hand over the spot now.
Her tempting body jolted forward with every thrust from Ethan behind her. She managed to twist her head back, her flushed face distorted as she spoke in broken words, "Mitelt... are you... trying to stop my progress?"
The extremely hostile tone made Mitelt's body stiffen, and she sulked back to her original position.
If she wanted another taste, it seemed she had to wait until Lady Raynare was done enjoying... cultivating.
Seeing that Amano Yuuma still had the energy to speak, Ethan inwardly cursed. It was indeed difficult to completely overpower an A-rank powerhouse.
After the girl climaxed again, he couldn't hold back either. He pressed down firmly on her round, firm butt with his hands, allowing the blazing behemoth to deeply penetrate her petal-path. The glans forced open the cervix, reaching the most delicate inner wall.
Puff puff puff—
The milky-white, scorching essence finally shot out wildly.
"Ah?~ Oh..."
Amano Yuuma couldn't help but tremble all over. Her flower-palace was instantly filled with Ethan's essence. The burning heat stimulated her to another climax. She then collapsed softly onto the bed, panting incessantly.
Having released the last stream of essence, Ethan shivered comfortably, slowly pulling out his behemoth, which was now slightly less erect.
As the glans, covered in various fluids, was exposed to the air, the cute, blonde fanged girl pounced on him like a small beast, pushing him down onto the bed.
The impatient Mitelt buried her head between Ethan's legs, her soft, small tongue performing the post-session cleanup.
The sensitive glans grew cleaner and cleaner in her warm mouth. Ethan lay back fully, stretching out lazily.
While enjoying the girl's lingering suckling, he gently stroked her smooth, silky blonde hair.
Mitelt meticulously licked the behemoth, cleaning it while trying to restore its vigor.
Ethan naturally didn't disappoint her. In just a few minutes, the behemoth, which had endured three battles of virginity-breaking, stood firm again.
Mitelt took the behemoth out of her mouth with a soft pop sound. Then, she eagerly climbed onto Ethan, guided the behemoth with one hand, impatiently straddled it, and sat down hard...
"Ah... Woo?..."
The flower-palace, which had previously resisted his siege, was instantly conquered under these unexpected circumstances. Mitelt first let out a shriek of pain, which quickly turned into a moan of satisfaction.
Ethan was startled by the girl's rash action. Seeing the large bulge on her flat abdomen, he couldn't help but grip her slender waist, stopping her from moving further.
The glans was tightly and intimately embraced, and the tender, small flower-palace brought him unparalleled pleasure.
"You are being reckless..."
Ethan was afraid of hurting the girl. He suppressed the urge to thrust in and out forcefully and began to slowly grind and rotate.
After the momentary, intense pain of her cervix being breached, Mitelt was already dizzy from the behemoth's grinding. She lay limp on Ethan, her pale blue eyes, which were as vast as the sky, rolled back. She only vaguely twisted her body in cooperation with the behemoth, enjoying the ultimate pleasure.
She murmured, "So... good... So... satisfying?..."
While waiting for the girl to adapt, Ethan's hands continuously stroked her pale, tender body. He grabbed her small mouth and kissed her.
Mitelt eagerly cooperated, pushing her tongue out. Her tongue and Ethan's tongue lightly touched, playing hide-and-seek.
Ethan eased the force. He sucked and kissed her, occasionally applying a little pressure with the tip of his tongue. Combined with his hands attacking her breasts and clit, her lust quickly reached its peak.
The hard behemoth slowly pumped in the tight petal-path, the massive glans grinding against the cervix. The bulge on the girl's smooth abdomen intermittently appeared and disappeared. Gradually, Mitelt's petal-path walls contracted, desperately trying to draw out Ethan's essence.
Ethan held her, the blazing behemoth gradually increasing speed, making the girl numb and weak.
"Mmm... Oh?.... No?..."
Mitelt's entire body went limp, unable to resist, collapsing onto Ethan, letting him take whatever he wanted.
Without the girl's active cooperation, this position was not conducive to full expression. After thrusting for a while, Ethan flipped over, pinning Mitelt beneath him. The hard behemoth deeply entered her flower-valley, and he released his desire to the fullest, while taking care not to damage her flower-palace.