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However, as he listed these proofs of guilt, he seemed to subconsciously ignore how he himself had met my wives. Setting aside the seductions by Shasha and Yeli, just considering the first time he, driven by sexual desire, took Loxi into the tent to fuck her right in front of me, he had already committed the very crimes he was enumerating.
Loxi pouted and said petulantly, "Brother Hero, why bring those up~ I've almost forgotten." She leaned into the Hero's arms, her slender hand lightly stroking his arm, dissolving his embarrassment. Yeli, on the other hand, crossed her arms, her eyes flashing with playfulness as she mocked, "Oh, Hero, your silver tongue is as strong as ever! Now that the Demon King is hypnotized by you and is just a plaything at your mercy, what's the point of talking big?"
Hearing this, a flash of fanaticism appeared in the Hero's eyes. He thrust his crotch forward, his cock twitching once, radiating a dense masculine aura. He growled, "Point? Of course there is! Although my overall strength is inferior to the Demon King's, there is one aspect where I win hands down!" He pointed wickedly at his own cock, looking provocatively at Yeli: "Yeli, think back to the days when the Demon King couldn't satisfy you, and then think about how it felt the first time you were with me. Don't you want to compare the feeling between him and me?"
Yeli was taken-back. Her eyes darted around, her gaze shifting between me and the Hero as if she were deep in thought. Seeing this, Shasha's red lips curled into an enchanting smile. She clapped her hands and said charmingly, "Comparing sex skills with the Demon King? That sounds... quite interesting~" Her tone carried a hint of anticipation, and her pink pupils flickered with cunning. Beside her, though Loxi did not voice her stance, her toes wrapped in white silk gripped even tighter. Her pregnant body, with its slightly bulging belly, radiated a faint yearning, reflecting her anticipation from the side.
The atmosphere in the hospital room became increasingly lewd. No one could have imagined that the first "clash between the Demon King and the Hero" would unfold in such an absurd manner. The Hero stepped forward, standing before me with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He activated the hypnotic effect of [Manifestation of Thought] and whispered, "Demon King Raynor, release a portion of your consciousness, temporarily forget everything from before, and next, compete with me in sex to your heart's content!" I nodded woodenly, slowly standing up, my gaze still hollow. The Hero glanced down at my cock; seeing it still not erect and far from his size, his confidence soared. He had already begun calculating how to humiliate me during the "competition."
As Loxi gave the order for the competition to begin, the Hero did not hesitate to lunged at Shasha, pulling her into his arms and kissing her red lips. His tongue plundered wantonly in her mouth, making sticky squelching sounds. Although Shasha wanted the wildness of my full release, as my wife, she knew deeply that being an observer could better trigger my abilities. Thus, she smiled charmingly and reciprocated the Hero, her slender hands wrapping around his neck, her plump breasts pressing against his chest. Since the Hero had taken Shasha, Yeli naturally became my "partner." The Hero "generously" let Yeli couple with me, earning a roll of the eyes from Yeli. In her heart, she grumbled, "Stupid Hero, quite the poser!" However, this suited Yeli's wishes perfectly. She licked her fangs, her sapphire-blue eyes flashing with enchantment, and whispered, "Well then, let's switch flavors for a bit~"
Because she was pregnant, Loxi was excluded from the "contestants" by the Hero and served as the "referee," responsible for recording whether I or the Hero could make Shasha and Yeli orgasm more times. She sat to one side, playing with her hair and watching this absurd competition. Listening to Shasha and Yeli's moans and the sight of me and the Hero fighting our respective battles, her pussy was already soaked, but she could only endure the desire. Ahead, the Hero gave me a disdainful glance, pulled Shasha onto the hospital bed, and began to couple wildly.
Though the Hero and Shasha had just experienced a bout of passion, their desire had not been extinguished, like a flame. He suddenly kissed Shasha's red lips, his tongue prying open her teeth as usual, wantonly plundering her fragrant tongue as saliva pulled into crystalline silver threads between their lips. After parting, he lowered his head to take Shasha's nipple into his mouth, sucking greedily. His tongue circled the pink areola, squeezing out a drop of milky-white breast milk. The sweet, cloying taste made him growl, "Shasha's milk... I can never get enough..." The Hero sucked vigorously, and the aphrodisiac components in the milk were also intensifying his state. Shasha let out a moan, her slender hand pressing his head, her voice seductive: "Lord Hero... don't suck too much... our daughter... Lilisha still needs to drink~"
Hearing this, the Hero spat out the nipple and, with a wicked smile, buried himself between Shasha's legs. His tongue licked her honey-pot, moving flexibly between the labia. His teeth lightly bit the sensitive clitoris, making a wet slurping sound. Shasha clamped her legs around his head, moaning repeatedly, her honey-pot soaked through as juices slid down her inner thighs. She gripped the sheets and groaned, "Lord Hero... your licking... feels so good..." Her voice was as sweet as honey, teasing the Hero into working even harder.