Banging Gwen was a pure accident. Myne had never thought that he would be so attracted by a succubus's bloodline and her skills to the point that he would forget other more important tasks. At first, his intention was quite clear and pure.
Gwen needed his mana to ease her hunger, and he didn't mind helping her; otherwise, under the influence of her bloodline, she would surely do sothing no one wanted to see. And if her luck wasn't good, she might beco soone's plaything.
Although Myne's intention was very pure until the second round, things never go as we wish. After the second round, because of his rich mana full essence entering her body, Gwen suddenly activated so hidden ability of her bloodline. Naive, innocent, silly Gwen turned into a bold, smart, and sex-addicted qualified succubus, entering her ultimate form directly.
She used many unknown techniques and positions that Myne had never seen or heard before and drained everything he had. Because succubi naturally absorb a lot of mana and life energy passively, and Myne himself hadn't fully recovered, even his mana reserves were no more than five tis that of a normal person. After the 12th round, he was completely drained of his mana.
Because his mana was continuously helping Gwen strengthen her body and mana, she showed no sign of being tired; instead, she beca more and more excited and energetic with each round.
By the 12th round, her eyes were glowing with a purple light no less bright than Gal's, and if Myne hadn't cast sleep magic five tis continuously on her, she might have even started absorbing his vitality after draining all his mana.
"Sigh, this is really troubleso. My mana recovery speed is just too slow. After completely bottoming out, it took half a day to fully recharge naturally. Now I can't even use the teleportation skill. Succubi are such troublemakers," Myne muttered with a faint smile on his face as he gently stroked the black silky hair of the sleeping beauty in his arms.
Although Gwen indeed caused Myne a lot of trouble as he had to urgently go save June, now he had to wait for his mana to recover a certain amount before doing anything. However, Myne had no intention of letting go of this half-succubus beauty.
She was such a perfect sex partner, normally a very obedient, kind, naive girl who wanted nothing except sex, unless he had a brain problem he would not let her go, otherwise he he might as well dig a hole and bury himself.
"But for the ti being, I have to hide her. This round of nutrients should be enough for Gwen to stay calm for a month without getting so horny that she would lose her self-control after seeing powerful n. Otherwise, Aisha and Big Sis might really bury alive if they found out about her... Hmm, let's wait.
After the clan building construction is finished, I will let her work there right under my nose so not only will she be safe, but I can also help her from ti to ti. This is quite a good idea. Since June always wanted to be the head chef, let her join the clan as well. Anyway, the clan I originally created was for my family, so it is only natural if all the mbers are mine. But..."
"If the number of my girls continues to increase like this, then my dream of having sex with all types and races of won might never be achieved. Every ti I et a girl, she turns out to be too perfect to let go. They are all cream of the crop. Now the number is already very close to double digits, which is not a good sign.
Most of them wouldn't be satisfied unless they have fun for a few hours, but I'm alone, and there are nearly a dozen of them. No matter how hard I worked, I couldn't be with all of them, let alone go to other places to achieve my dream," Myne muttered despondently.
He wanted to give all his girls more of his ti, strengthen their bonds, and fulfil their small wishes, but sadly, his greed for more was just too strong. There was nothing he could do about it.
Helplessly, Myne grabbed Gwen's slender waist, pulling her up until her breasts were level with his face before burying his face in them, although they weren't too big, they were the only thing that could help calm his headache at the mont.
Maybe I can talk about this with Fenrir. As a divine beast who has survived for centuries, she might have a solution for this problem. I just hoped she wouldn't be angry with because I still hadn't thanked her for helping and practically kicked out of her house. I better prepare a lot of gifts for her, Myne thought as his eyes slowly grew heavy. However, a sudden thought jolted him awake.
He took his watch out of his inventory, peeked at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in horror.
"F*ck! It was almost eleven o'clock. Sylphy might have beco a fireball by now, after all, she told to co back early to pick her up, damn it!
Myne quickly but gently pushed Gwen aside, who was hugging him like a koala with a perverted grin on her face. He then carried Gwen and hurriedly ran into the bathroom to clean both of them up. Because he had used sleeping magic on her too many tis, Gwen was slumberous the entire ti, and most of the work had to be done by himself. He even put her clothes back on.
After he drank a litre of maga water, he asked Gwen for her ho address. There was no way he would let her sleep in the palace. If Sylphy or Garnet found out about her, Myne's ga would be over.
Gwen lived in the outer lair of the city, near the wall, in a slum area where most of the people were poor or criminals. Although heavy security in the city kept those scoundrels from causing trouble openly, guards couldn't be everywhere, and many bad things still happened under the shadows, and people died occasionally but culprits were never found.
Myne had been there once out of curiosity, but because there was nothing to see except for a few troublemaker beggars, he never went there again. Since Myne hadn't been to Gwen's house before, he could only teleport into a random alley nearby. He was then pulled by an excited Gwen who couldn't wait to let him et her mother.
Even though she had just had twelve rounds of "bed battle" with him a few minutes ago, she looked so energetic upon waking up that for a mont, Myne felt his back weaken.
If this really goes on like this, then even if I accumulate enough mana, I might never be able to defeat her in a bed battle and would beco a laughingstock... Wait a minute, doesn't this an Gal was always intentionally acting tired and begging to let her go so she wouldn't hurt my feelings?
Now that I think about it, many of her actions back then are very suspicious, especially when one mont she'd show that she was so tired she couldn't move her body, but the very next mont, she'd be jumping around in excitent and telling her past stories. Hum, I didn't expect her to look down on so much, but now I miss her even more.
I wonder how she's doing," Myne thought while looking at the fate ring given to him by Gal as a wedding ring, a hint of worry and longing clearly visible on his face.
The place Myne and Gwen teleported to wasn't far from Gwen's house, and it only took them ten minutes to reach it. Along the way, Myne saw many beggars, a few hooligans, and a lot of perverts who leered at Gwen. These n beca quite fierce after seeing her with soone else as if their personal property had been stolen by soone.
This isn't a good place for my woman to live. I have a feeling that after I leave, those thugs will definitely co looking for trouble with Gwen. If I follow the usual script from various novels, then there's a high chance sothing very bad will happen to her unless she has the power to beat them all. But...
Myne's train of thought paused, and he took a deep look at the excited Gwen in front of him, who like a little girl, was telling him all sorts of weird things while dragging him toward her house. He could only shake his head helplessly.
Yes, Gwen could be a fierce kitten in bed, but expecting her to kill people without any kind of training is literally impossible. Even if he gave her so powerful skill, she would surely ss everything up before making those bad guys even angrier and, at best, get killed by them, worst, let's forget about it, it is not good for ntal health to know about it.
"Better to move the source of trouble," Myne muttered with determination while looking at the single-story, antique-looking wooden house in front of him. The house was so old that Myne wondered if it would fall down if a small storm visited the city. There were many holes in the roof where birds had made their nests. The glass on the window seed broken, and roughly covered with wooden planks.
There was no such thing as a courtyard, and the main door also didn't look worth ntioning; it could easily be broken if soone kicked hard. The only reason Myne could think of why this house hadn't been raided by the thugs around here was probably because it was on the main road, and security guards co to patrols around here every once in a while.
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