After that, I exhaled deeply, my body still trembling from the aftermath. With this, I had finally deflowered every member of the Shadows, claiming each one as mine. For those I'd already fucked before, I didn't hold back either, indulging in them until none of us could move. Now it was done—or so I thought.
Before I could relax, soft arms snaked around me from behind, and warm, supple breasts pressed into my back. Their firmness made them impossible to ignore, and the hard points of her erect nipples grazed against my skin, sending a jolt straight through me.
"Already tired, Leon?" A soft, teasing voice whispered close to my ear, the warmth of her breath fanning across my neck. "You're not going to leave me out, are you?"
It was Charlotte. Her chest wasn't as massive as some of the others, but the delicate curve and perky shape were impossible to overlook. Her body heat seeped into me, her closeness making the air between us thick and electric. I shuddered as her breath tickled my ear.
"You know," she continued, her tone laced with a sweet vulnerability, "I'm fine just being your side girl. I don't need to be your favorite. Just… promise you won't leave me behind, okay?"
Her words surprised me. Charlotte, who had been so full of venom and resentment toward me before, was now speaking softly, almost pleadingly. The bitterness she'd clung to had melted away, leaving only raw affection. She was mine now, body and soul. Whatever feelings she'd once had for Sesillian were gone, replaced entirely by her devotion to me.
Her transformation was intoxicating, and I knew it was time to fully make her mine.
"So," I said, smirking as I turned slightly toward her, "since you're saying this, does that mean you love me?"
"Y-you're actually going to ask that?" she huffed, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "W-well, it's your fault! You messed with my feelings, manipulated, twisted them around until I couldn't stop thinking about you! Then you went and saved me from the professor… How could I not fall for you? Even if I hate admitting it…"
Her voice was tinged with annoyance, but it lacked the sharpness it once had. Instead, it carried a tone of self-directed frustration, as if she were berating herself for being so easily swayed.
"'Manipulated' is a strong word," I said, my smirk widening. "I just did what I had to do. There's no way I was going to let Sesillian have you."
Her expression shifted, her brow furrowing slightly. "So… you knew everything from the start?"
"Of course I did. Sesillian's interests clearly lean toward men, so it was obvious something was off when he suddenly showed interest in you. Once I dug deeper, I uncovered his true intentions. If you'd stayed ignorant of his plans, it would've been too late, and this world wouldn't even exist anymore."
I paused, my mind drifting back to Sesillian's twisted goals. His obsession with summoning the Dragon—the so-called Great Darkness—to shroud the world in eternal night still baffled me. The Dragon had indeed brought darkness, but what drove Sesillian to such lengths? It was a question for another time. For now, my focus was on the woman in my arms.
"You're right," Charlotte murmured. "Even if your methods were… inhuman, I suppose I should be thankful."
At least she could admit it.
"So, are you really okay with just being a side girl?" I asked, tilting my head as I studied her face.
She let out a light laugh, her lips curving into a small smile. "There's no room for me to squeeze into the spotlight, is there? I'll be fine as long as you show me love every now and then. Besides… I kind of like the idea of being your… prostitute."
Her words caught me off guard, but the sincerity in her tone was unmistakable.
"You really mean that?" I asked.
"Yeah," she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. "I'll leave everything to you. You can fuck me however you want—hard, rough, brutal. Cum inside me as much as you want. My body is all yours now."
My gaze drifted over her as she spoke, taking in every inch of her exposed form. Charlotte's naked body was a masterpiece—smooth, pale skin that seemed to glow in the dim light. Her breasts, though modest, were perfectly shaped, their pink peaks standing taut with arousal. Her delicate hands rested on my chest, her fingers trembling slightly. Her legs, long and toned, framed her completely bare pussy, the soft folds glistening with arousal.
My cock, still rock hard, twitched at the sight of her.
Looking at her now, she radiated a different kind of allure. Her hair, once always styled in playful twin tails, now flowed freely down her back, framing her face in a way that emphasized her newfound maturity. Her features, soft yet confident, carried a subtle sensuality that hadn't been there before. She had grown in every way—oh, right, she was 20 now. While age doesn't automatically grant maturity, her demeanor and the way she carried herself showed how much she'd evolved.
I eased her onto the bed, laying her in a supine position. The mattress was already shared by two other women lying in the aftermath of pleasure, but its massive size left enough room for everyone. Charlotte's body pressed against the soft sheets, her breathing quickening in anticipation as I leaned over her.
Her chest caught my gaze, utterly captivating. Even lying flat, her breasts maintained their perfect, enticing shape. The tips stood proud, pink and inviting, as if daring me to touch them. My hands moved instinctively, fingers tracing the soft curves before giving them a firm, deliberate squeeze.
"Ahh… haaah… nnnhh, iyaaa… there…!"
Her moans spilled from her lips, sweet and unrestrained, filling the air with the melody of her pleasure. I watched her chest rise and fall, her body responding to my touch with trembling excitement. As my hands worked their magic, I allowed one to drift lower, venturing down the soft expanse of her stomach until I reached her slick folds. My fingers brushed against her wet folds, and the heat radiating from her core made me smirk.
"You're already this wet?" I murmured.
"Hahh… aaahhn… it's because I was watching you have sex," she managed to gasp out.
"Heh… So just watching me fuck others gets you this horny?" I teased.
"B-because…! Ugh, geez, just put it in already!" she snapped.
Her eyes, glossy with tears of arousal, locked onto mine.
"With expectations this high, I can't disappoint you," I replied.
Teasing her no longer, I reached for my cock, hard and aching with need. I guided it to her entrance, pressing the tip against her slick, inviting folds. The heat of her pussy against me was intoxicating. Slowly, I pushed forward, sinking into her inch by inch.
Her tight walls wrapped around my dick like a velvet vice, gripping me with a mix of desperation and need. The wet heat of her pussy swallowed me whole, her folds clinging to every inch as I pushed deeper.
"Ahh… haaah!" Charlotte's moans rose in pitch, her back arching off the bed as I filled her. Her legs wrapped around me instinctively, pulling me closer as her body trembled with pleasure.
"It's coming inside me...!"
Charlotte wrapped her legs around my waist, trembling with exhilaration as her voice echoed through the steam-filled bath. Her thighs pressed tightly against me, pulling me deeper into her.
I began moving my hips again, thrusting slowly to savor the sensation of her pussy enveloping me. The slick, heated walls clung to my cock, coaxing me to go deeper.
"Nhaaa, haahaaa, my insides are being pierced so gently... nfuuuh!"
Her voice quivered with delight as I plunged further, my cock brushing against the entrance of her womb. She hurriedly covered her mouth with one hand, muffling her cries.
"Nnnnguuuh, auhhhh, uuuh, aaaaahh...!"
"What's wrong, Charlotte? Why are you covering your mouth?" I asked.
"I don't want... to let the others hear my moans! That's why, if I just—hyaaaaaaah!?"
Before she could finish, I pulled out, flipping her over in one fluid motion. Her breath hitched, and before she could protest, I thrust into her from behind, filling her pussy completely.
"I'm sorry, but I want to hear you scream. Let them hear you too!"
Gripping her waist tightly, I drove into her with a relentless rhythm. The lewd sounds of wet flesh colliding echoed across the steamy bath, mingling with her desperate gasps.
"Nnhhhhh, haaauuu, kuuuh... haaahaaaa!"
Despite her resolve, Charlotte tried desperately to stifle her cries, but her body betrayed her. Each powerful thrust sent ripples of pleasure through her, loosening her control.
"Haaah, aaahn, my voice... it's coming out... don't shake my hips so much!"
Her pleas only spurred me on, my cock pounding into her harder and deeper with every stroke.
"Leon really is a sadist," Titania quipped, her tone laced with amusement.
"Yeah..." Trill replied, a sly grin tugging at her lips.
Charlotte's pussy clenched tightly around me, her arousal heightened by the mix of shame and pleasure she felt. Her tightness was beyond incredible, a response driven by the thrill of being watched. It was no surprise—after all, I'd fucked her in public countless times, with people watching too.
"Aaaah, nooo, it feels so good... Even though I'm being watched...! Even though I'm being watched...! Aaaah, I'm being filled all the way to the back of my womb!"
Her walls quivered and clenched, her pussy writhing around my cock as she edged closer to release. Despite having cum earlier, the pressure in my balls was building again, threatening to burst.
"I... I... I'm cumming...! I'm cumming...! Please...! Please, cum with me, Leon...!"
Her desperate cries drove me wild. I slammed my hips into hers with unrelenting force, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing louder than before.
"Come, Leon... make me cum again!!!"
The heat of her body, the writhing tightness of her pussy, and her pleading words were too much to bear. My cock throbbed violently as I felt my cum rising, ready to erupt.
"Iyaaaaah, aaaaahn, cumming, cumming, cummiiiiiiiiiing!"
Pulling her hips tightly against me, I thrust deep one last time, my cock pumping a thick, hot load into her spasming pussy.
"Aaaaah, Leon is coming inside... it's hot and so much...!"
Her voice was filled with satisfaction as she trembled beneath me, her pussy greedily milking every drop. I felt like I had poured not just my cum, but my very soul, into her.