Chapter 290 – Just read!
What followed was just as you expected.
Sex. Pure and unfiltered sex.
The girls didn’t hold anything back—truly, they were starving. Especially after such a long fight, they wanted to feel it. Noah, too, felt the sa. So he welcod the situation with his dick ready to penetrate them all.
And that he did.
He fucked all of them with his full force, without stopping for even a second.
He fucked Emily, making the forr Empress of the Human Domain drool heavily, while fingering Sophie, who was just above her mother, her pussy juice dripping sinfully on her mother’s body.
And that was not the end.
Next was Aphasia, who stretched her ass wide, revealing her gaping hole begging to be filled, while his sister Nephis and her mother Sonomi were licking Noah’s balls and his dick preparing it to fuck Aphasia.
Not forgetting about Red, who was shouting loudly as if in the middle of a war, riding Noah’s dick like a madwoman, her ass slamming down on his thighs, making clapping sounds too obscene to describe.
Anya was just behind her, watching how Noah’s dick moved in and out of Red’s jiggling ass.
She was horny.
So horny that she started fingering herself, watching the two fuck. And she wasn’t the only one—many of them did the sa.
The scene continued, and Noah kept inserting his dick into all their holes—faces, throats, pussies, and asses.
Nothing was spared. Absolutely nothing.
There was only pure degeneracy left in that room.
Selene was sitting on her son’s face, making sure to press her pussy directly against his mouth, moaning loudly, ordering him to go deeper with his tongue—to reach where he ca from.
anwhile, Elira was riding his dick with her ass at trendous intensity, as if she wanted to tear it open.
Morgan and Zara, the mother-daughter duo, were licking Noah’s body, not caring whether they tasted sperm, spit, or the pussy juice of their fellow sisters.
They didn’t care. Neither did Christelle—she was sucking Noah’s balls, soaked in dripping cum and thick liquid.
The balls of the man who killed her son.
But she couldn’t care less. Right now, she only wanted to taste her master’s balls and clean them thoroughly. Sa with Justicia, who wasn’t shy about showing that she wanted to be hurt while fucking him.
She made it very clear how much she loved deep, punishing fucks—accompanied by pain—sothing that made Red happy, as if she had found her long-lost sibling.
It was a sight too sinful to describe.
Dozens of won on a single man. Riding his dick and his face like they were possessed. Sucking his balls like they held the secret of the universe. Licking his body like it wasn’t a man’s body, but sothing far too sacred.
Lilith and Dominique went wild. They showed—without hesitation—why they were called Noah’s slaves. They served him with a devotion so intense it was maddening.
The room was thick with sexual tension. The scent of lust alone could make a whole world fall into heat and start fucking without sha.
Deep moans echoed through the room like a chorus orchestrated by a profane master who knew his craft far too well—and had chosen to corrupt his listeners.
It was... a sight to behold.
Truly, it was.
And if you still can’t believe , let paint the image for you:
In the middle of a well-decorated room, filled with sperm, spit, and pussy juice—on the ground, the walls, the beds, even the tables—a naked man, his body glistening with the fluids of his wives, was being ridden rcilessly by his own mother, while his childhood friend sat on his face, forcing him to lick her pussy, all while he was fingering—one hand each—a pair of mother and daughter.
Around him, dozens of won licked every inch of his body, leaving not a single spot untouched.
The won’s faces were covered in tears, sperm, and the juices of their own sisters. Their eyes were hazed, tongues hanging out, saliva dripping.
Their voices were raised, each one loud and intense, but all of them said the sa thing.
Noah.
Yes. Just a na.
But that’s the na of the man who got to enjoy all these incredible won.
The na of the man who fucked them hard.
The na of the man who made all these powerful, unique won—each capable of dominating entire worlds with their re presence, won who made countless n bow down just to taste their favor—into mindless, horny beasts in heat, fucking senselessly in front of their own sisters.
That’s the Valegrim.
That’s who they were.
A bunch of degenerates who could’ve kept fucking until the end of ti, if there weren’t more pressing matters.
Seekers of Infinite Evolution?
What a joke.
Maybe they’re seeking evolution in sexual matters. If that’s the case... I can accept that.
But amidst all this mindless degeneration, there were still two beings not involved in the madness...
Noelle and Sari.
They watched the scene from afar, their minds struggling to process what they were seeing.
They had been bored, so they decided to watch just to pass the ti.
But oh well...
What a terrible mistake.
Because now, each of them had their fingers buried deep inside their pussies, fingering themselves while watching this beautifully sacrilegious scene.
They couldn’t tear their eyes away from the mont it began. There was sothing absolutely beautiful about this level of degeneracy.
Sothing... addicting, I’d say.
And the reason is simple:
Because it’s forbidden.
There! I said it.
We’re drawn to anything forbidden. It makes our hearts race. It puts us on edge. That’s what we love—the feeling of danger, of touching what we’re not supposed to.
That’s why the best way to make a child do sothing... is to tell him not to.
And that’s why we’re here, folks.
Watching, or maybe reading, this level of degeneracy.
Maybe even reading it with one hand.
But again—just read.
Don’t practice.
You’re not Noah, after all.
Snicker.
—End of Chapter 290—
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