"Please... deeper... mmm~ faster... fuck... yes~—yes!—yes! AHHH! Shit it feels so good, Sylvaris... more!"
The sounds of hot, wet sex echoed through the thin old wooden door.
Lilith stood before it, her hand hovering just inches from the handle. Yet she didn’t move to enter. She knelt down quietly in front of the door instead, her eyes closing slowly as she listened. She had co to find Sylvaris — but the sound of moans froze her mid-step.
She didn’t want to interrupt whatever was happening inside.
"So sinful..." she murmured under her breath, feeling the slow, unmistakable heat pooling between her legs.
One hour passed.
"Good girl, take it deep, yeah... just like that! Shit! I’m gonna! FUUUCK!"
Sylvaris’s deep, primal roar shook the entire inn, rattling old wooden beams, making dust fall from the rafters. He didn’t care who heard. He didn’t care if the whole world listened.
He enjoyed Faylira’s sweet, eager mouth, worshipping him.
"So... unholy..." Lilith whimpered, her thighs pressing together. Underneath her robe, her fingers betrayed her, brushing lightly against her breasts, tweaking her hard, aching nipples through the thin cloth.
Luckily for her dignity, no one passed by. If they had, they would have sworn off drinking and religion forever.
The morning sun eventually bled through the filthy curtains of the room upstairs. Sylvaris stirred awake, feeling like he had been hit by a wagon. Still tired as hell after a long, glorious night bonding session with his won, he stretched lazily, scratching his sore balls under the thin fabric of his pants.
The Harem God System chid softly in the back of his mind.
[Level Up! You have reached Harem God Level 11]
Not bad...
He grunted, feeling oddly lucky today — but nature called, and the shitty inn had no separate bathroom.
Half-asleep, dick hard as iron under his pajama pants, Sylvaris rubbed his eyes and yawned, stumbling toward the main door. He pulled it open without a second thought—SLAM!
Sothing soft smashed into his groin.
"What the—!?" he yelped, stumbling back, trying to shield himself.
It was too late. His rock-hard dick had slamd straight into sothing... and it had entered sothing wet, warm, and soft...
He blinked, wide awake now. Lilith knelt there, directly in front of the door, her pink eyes burning with fury, shock, and humiliation.
A thin trail of her saliva still clung to the front of his pajama pants where he had bumped into her mouth.
She stared up at him, frozen. Her chest heaved. Her holy aura cracked. And for a heartbeat, Sylvaris and Lilith just stared at each other.
The silence was deafening. And then her hand twitched, clenching into a trembling fist.
"You—!" she seethed, her voice barely a growl, pink eyes radiating pure murder.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Sylvaris barked back, equally pissed and flustered. "Fuck, you almost gave a heart attack!"
He backed away cautiously, hands raised as if facing a wild animal. But deep down... he was grinning wickedly inside. Because even in her fury, even in her righteous rage... Lilith’s pink cheeks burned hotter than hellfire. And her holy thighs — still kneeling obediently in front of him — pressed together in visible, shuddering need.
"What a way to welco soone who ca to join you," Lilith muttered, calmly wiping her lips of the lingering trail of saliva with two fingers.
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"Huh? Join ? What the hell are you talking about?" Sylvaris blinked, feeling sothing was seriously off here.
Behind him, the girls stirred, sleepy and confused from the noise.
"Sylvaris...? What’s going on...?" Faylira mumbled, sitting up groggily. Her erald eyes were still heavy with sleep, barely open.
When she saw a strange woman kneeling in front of her man, still close enough to practically kiss his crotch, sothing inside her snapped awake.
"Wait... who the hell is that?!" she hissed, clutching the blanket to her chest.
Liraeth, sharper, even through the haze of sleep, narrowed her purple eyes and peered around Sylvaris’s body. Recognition flashed through her gaze instantly.
"It’s that nun from the other day! What are you doing kneeling in front of my man?!" she snapped, voice dripping with sharp jealousy.
Both girls scrambled out of bed in a panic, clutching the thin old blanket around themselves, glaring daggers at the pink-eyed intruder.
"Exactly," Sylvaris said, running a hand through his ssy black hair in frustration. "What the hell do you an by ’traveling with us’? When did I ever welco you?" For him, the problem wasn’t that so random woman was kneeling in front of him — it was that she suddenly wanted to stay by his side, uninvited and unexplained.
He was still half-asleep himself, mind foggy, body achy, but that morning greeting had shocked him fully awake.
Yet despite himself... a raw, unfinished need gnawed at him.
The brief sensation of Lilith’s soft, unwilling lips brushing against him, even through the pants, burned fresh in his mind. It left him aching, throbbing harder than before, his cock twitching under the thin fabric.
Lilith’s sharp pink eyes flicked downward. She didn’t miss it, not for a second. And she didn’t rise from her kneel, not even once.
"I, Lilith Amarae, have been tasked by the Holy Church to be your personal priestess," she said, her voice steady, unwavering. "No matter what the three of you say, I will not leave. It is a task I must fulfill. And you, as a hero, should welco and allow to stay by your side, as your healer and holy guide."
Her eyes lingered shalessly on his cock for a mont longer before rising to et his gaze, gleaming with an intoxicating light.
It wasn’t just a look — it was an attack, a seductive magic rushing into Sylvaris’s mind, trying to drown him, trying to break his will and make him accept her terms without a fight.
Sylvaris narrowed his golden eyes.
"Your trick won’t work twice on ," he said coldly. "Now scram."
He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to. His calm, ruthless words hit harder than any shout.
"If you dare to play tricks on again," he continued, his tone dropping even lower, "I will not spare you. When you’re sincere, and don’t use your strange magic on , only then will I even consider allowing you to stay."
His words were final.
And before his eyes, sothing unexpected happened — sothing he had never seen on the system screen before.
[Possibility of Next Harem mber: 40%]
[Love ter: -30%]
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