Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System
Chapter 170: I Want All of You [R18]

Chapter 170: I Want All of You [R18]

I thought I’d get the room to myself.

One night with a bed, a door, and silence. No blood, no growls, no sirens.

But then Mu Qinglan slipped in without knocking, her black hair damp from the shower, her chest stretching the limits of a tight tank top. Her thighs caught the lantern light as she stepped in barefoot, no hesitation or shame.

And behind her?

Yifei.

That bratty blonde followed in with a scowl, her cheeks already pink, muttering something about not wanting to sleep with the others because they snore. She wore her usual clothes, a simple night gown with ribbons. Her skin glowed in the light, smooth and pale. Bare legs and her blonde fur flashed each time she moved.

They didn’t say a word to me at first... just looked at me in the darkness.

Qinglan came close and sat beside me, looking down at me, her lips glossy and wet.

Yifei, on the other hand, came to the other side, a little less aggressive, holding the tips of her long twintails and inching closer.

’What do they want...’

Tonight, I wanted to give them a good rest and hold myself back.

I exhaled with a sharp breath through my nose and sat up, rubbing the back of my neck, curling my lips into a bitter smile.

My eyes found Qinglan first, the way she leaned back slightly, chest rising with every slow breath. Her blue eyes were half-lidded, pupils dilated just enough to give her away.

Then I glanced at Yifei.

She averted her eyes like a stubborn kid, but her see-through clothes gave everything away,

They wanted something from me.

And I... wanted everything from them.

That was the problem.

Qinglan was my first woman and held an important place in my heart. She was steady. Sharp. Ridiculously beautiful. The kind of woman that made other women look like placeholders.

And maybe I started to favour her without realising it.

But now? Sitting there with both of them breathing in the same room, waiting for me to move?

I understood something ugly.

If I kept putting all my affection on one of them... the rest would fall apart. The group of women who were closely related to me would clash and the structure, the trust I’d built.

I couldn’t have favourites anymore.

Didn’t mean I’d stop wanting them differently.

I stood and walked over to Yifei first. Her eyes widened slightly as I stepped in close. She tried to look unimpressed.

"You gonna keep sulking in the corner?"

"I wasn’t—"

She started when I grabbed her chin, tilting her face toward me. She became still and obedient, watching me quietly.

"Come to bed."

Yifei looked at me, then nodded with her cheeks turning red, moving to the bed before she argued. She slid past me, and I let my hand trail down her lower back until I grasped the plump meat of her buttocks.

When I turned, Qinglan had already peeled off her top—her breasts bounced free, full and heavy, her nipples swollen from her arousal.

"I thought we would start slow!?"

Sliding onto the bed, I grabbed her thigh and squeezed her soft meat. The feeling of her body always drove me crazy. Qinglan’s hips shifted forward while she used her hands to stifle her breathing as it became heavier.

"Who said anything about slow?"

"!!!"

My fingers brushed her crotch as she whimpered.

Yifei climbed onto the bed behind me. I could feel her gaze, but ignored it.

She took the spot opposite Qinglan as if to compete and sat cross-legged, her nightgown riding up to reveal her exposed petals and soft golden hairs.

Enjoying her thigh, I reached forward and stroked Qinglan’s breasts, squeezing the tip while caressing the soft, marshmallow-like mounds.

Warm, heavy and soft... enough to let my fingers sink deep into them.

She let out a breathless moan that was so cute I couldn’t help but bite her lower lip.

Qinglan’s eye snapped open.

"I love your face," I muttered. "Like a damn fairy from some old cultivation novel."

She moaned again as I pinched her nipple, then looked over my shoulder.

Yifei looked stunned, her lips open wide while spreading her thighs apart, lost in what I was doing to Qinglan.

"And you, Yifei..."

I reached back and grabbed Yifei’s wrist.

"I love that bratty mouth of yours, and how cute it moans."

"I don’t—!"

She tried to answer back, but I yanked her into my arms.

She tried to answer back, but I yanked her into my arms.

Yifei gasped, small hands pressing against my chest like she meant to resist—but she didn’t. She melted quickly. Her body always said what her mouth wouldn’t.

"Shh!"

I kissed her.

Hard.

Her lips were soft, warm, and just slightly trembling. She moaned into my mouth, and I felt her whole body twitch when I dragged my tongue along hers. Her back arched before I even touched her chest.

Her little tits pressed against me, perky and barely covered by the loose fabric of her nightgown. I pulled it down in one swift motion, letting it fall around her waist.

I leaned in and bit her neck, dragging my teeth along her collarbone, just to hear that tiny gasp she always tried to hide.

"You pretend to hate this," I growled against her skin, "but your cunt’s already dripping, isn’t it?"

"N-no it’s not—"

I shoved her down flat on the bed beside Qinglan. The two of them looked up at me, one flushed and curvy, the other small and twitching, breath catching in her throat.

Qinglan spread her legs wider, her inner thighs glistening with heat.

Yifei’s face flushed scarlet as I tugged her legs apart next, revealing the delicate, wet folds between them. Pale gold hairs framed her pretty little slit.

I ran my fingers between them both—two sets of thighs, two wet pussies, two women breathing in unison under my hands.

And I just smiled.

Because I knew I was a scumbag, and no longer planned to hide it... power and authority might have corrupted me, but outside... the world was fucked.

So why can’t I enjoy a bit of debauchery and madness?

—

I dragged Qinglan’s thighs wider with one hand while pulling Yifei’s legs over my lap with the other.

Two women, completely exposed.

Their pussies glistened under the lantern light. Qinglan’s folds were thick, full, and dark pink with arousal, twitching as they clenched. Yifei was smaller, neater and light pink, soaked and shy, twitching each time my breath came close.

"Let’s see who cums first." slipping two fingers into Qinglan.

"W-What!?"

She gasped and grabbed the sheets the moment my fingers sank deeper inside.

God. It was like her pussy sucked my fingers deeper. Her walls were soft but greedy, like they had a shape of their own—like they remembered me. Every push met a squeeze, like her body refused to give me space.

"Yours has folds I can’t even count," I muttered, pumping slowly. "I could get lost in here."

Qinglan moaned, hands clawing the sheets.

Her legs kept twitching as my fingers spread apart and curled inside her.

Then I slipped a single finger into Yifei.

She choked on a breath, her whole body jolting.

Tight. Burning hot. Like dipping into molten silk. Her Fire Qi flared the moment I sank in, heating the inside of her pussy like it was begging for my Earth to fill it. Juices ran down her thighs immediately, soaking my knuckles.

I twisted my fingers.

She let out a shriek, legs locking, eyes wide.

Her cunt squeezed hard—then again. She came fast with three sharp pulses, her juices bubbling around my fingers as her Qi clashed with mine.

"Ack... Nnnngh!?"

Yifei’s Qi became wild, surging through her body as she thrashed her hips against my finger, rubbing deeper as it poked her favourite spots as she came again, and again... the effect of our Qi merging and mixing so violently.

"F-fuck... I—I—!"

She collapsed against the pillows, shuddering.

I didn’t stop.

I plunged deeper into Qinglan, curling my fingers just right.

Her thighs clamped tight around my wrist. She was right there.

Then she snapped.

"Ah—! J-John—!"

Her body tensed, then erupted—thighs shaking, pussy clenching hard, and then—

She squirted.

Warm fluid sprayed across my hand and wrist, soaking the sheets as her body trembled in one long, drawn-out cry.

Our Qi was too compatible... leading to an explosive burst of pleasure.

I pulled my fingers out and looked at them.

One hand coated in fire.

The other, drowned by a cool flood.

I looked at them both. Panting. Eyes unfocused. Legs twitching.

Mine.

"Round two’s not gonna be gentle."

And I stood, already hard, looking at my prey