Creating A Succubus Army In A Fantasy World!
Chapter 197: The Boy Needs Oxygen! (R18)

Chapter 197: The Boy Needs Oxygen! (R18)

Tierra’s tight pussy clamped down around him, the sensation of being filled so completely sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.

Meredith watched, her cheeks still flushed from her own recent orgasm, as Tierra’s eyes rolled back with every deep thrust Creed delivered.

Her own desire rekindled, she reached out to caress Tierra’s clit, her gentle touch bringing a symphony of new sensations to the forefront.

Tierra’s breath hitched, and she leaned back, her head lolling onto Meredith’s shoulder.

Their bodies moved in a dance of passion, each touch and kiss a silent communication that grew more urgent with every passing moment.

Meredith’s hand grew bolder, her strokes more insistent, as she felt Tierra’s walls begin to tighten around Creed’s cock.

The air was thick with the scent of sex, a musky aroma that only served to fuel their lust.

Slap! Slurp! Slurp!

Creed’s eyes never left Tierra’s face, his gaze a mix of hunger and adoration. He felt her body tense, her muscles quivering as she approached the edge.

He leaned in, his teeth grazing her neck as he whispered words of encouragement, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

With a snarl, he grabbed her hips and began to pound into her even faster. His grip was firm, his strokes deep and powerful.

Each thrust sent Tierra further over the edge, her moans growing louder as she felt the inevitable climax approaching.

Her eyes widened as he took it further and slapped her ass, the sting mixing with the pleasure that was building within her.

She’d never felt such a primal connection to anyone before, her body responding to his every command with an eagerness that surprised even her.

The pain was exquisite, pushing her closer to the brink of oblivion with every smack.

Tierra’s orgasm built like a crescendo, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she felt the tension coiling tightly within her.

The sensation grew, a pressure that threatened to consume her, until finally, it snapped.

"Annng~"

Her body convulsed, her pussy spasming around Creed’s cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

She screamed, the sound a mix of release and surprise, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.

As Tierra’s climax began to subside, Creed gently pulled out of her, the feeling of his cock leaving her warm embrace making her whine with loss.

But she didn’t have long to mourn the absence, as he shifted his attention to Meredith. The petite succubus’s eyes were wide with anticipation, her breaths coming in quick pants as she watched the passionate display.

Creed positioned himself between Meredith’s legs, her thighs parted eagerly for him. She was soaking wet, her juices glistening in the candlelight.

He lined up his cock with her entrance, feeling her tightness as he pushed into her.

Her eyes widened even further, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she took him in, inch by slow, delicious inch. She was smaller, tighter, and the feeling was exquisite.

But she was also wilder.

Meredith’s hips began to roll and twist, her body moving with a sensual grace that seemed to defy her shyness.

She experimented with different angles, her inner muscles contracting and releasing around his cock as she searched for the perfect friction.

Creed’s eyes rolled back in his head as she hit just the right spot, sending bolts of pleasure through his body.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Her movements grew more erratic as she neared her climax in a few short minutes, her breaths coming in shallow gasps.

The sight of her petite body undulating beneath him was almost too much to bear.

He reached around, his hand finding her clit, his thumb pressing and rubbing in time with her hips.

Her moans grew louder, the vibrations of her voice resonating through her chest and into his own body.

With a final, desperate thrust, Meredith threw her ass back with vigor, her cheeks slapping against his pelvis in a way that felt even more exquisite than before.

The sound of their flesh colliding was like music to his ears, a tempo that matched the racing of his heart.

The feeling of her tightness enveloping him was intoxicating, making him want to lose himself in her completely.

He watched as she continued to clap her cheeks against him, her movements gaining strength with every passing second.

Her ass slapped against his pelvis with a sound that seemed to resonate through the very air, setting his skin alight with desire.

His cock felt as though it was being squeezed in a vice, the pleasure bordering on insane. Each time she threw herself back, the pressure grew, the friction more intense.

Creed’s grip tightened around her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he held her in place, driving into her with everything he had.

He watched as her breasts bounced with the force of their lovemaking, the sight sending a fresh surge of lust through him.

His thrusts grew more urgent, his hips moving faster and faster as he chased his own release.

Meredith’s eyes met his, a silent plea for more, for everything he had to give. He could see the fire burning in her gaze, the passion that had been unlocked within her.

Her movements grew more frantic, her body moving in a blur of pleasure and desire. She threw her head back, her blue hair cascading down her back as she gave herself over to the feeling.

With a feral growl, Creed pulled her hips closer, the slap of their flesh growing more insistent.

Each time she clapped her cheeks against him, it was as if she was claiming him, marking him as hers.

He could feel the heat of her, the wetness that coated him, making each movement more slick, more delicious.

His own breaths grew ragged, his chest heaving as he felt the tension coiling tighter and tighter within him.

"Yesss~"

Meredith’s eyes grew wide, and she threw her head back, her body arching as she reached her climax.

Creed felt her pussy clench around him, her walls rippling with the force of her orgasm.

He groaned, the feeling sending him hurtling over the edge, his own climax crashing over him like a tidal wave. He pumped his seed deep into her, filling her completely.

The room was alive with the sound of their cries, a cacophony of pleasure that seemed to shake the very foundation of the villa.

And it didn’t stop in a long time.

.....

It was early morning, just past sunrise, and the entire villa was still dipped in a soft golden glow, the air outside fresh with dew and the scent of blooming flowers.

Birds chirped somewhere in the distance. A breeze drifted lazily through the open hallway windows. Inside, everything was peaceful and quiet. Almost too peaceful.

That peace was shattered the moment the front door of Creed’s villa creaked open.

The old monk shuffled in with the subtle grace of a stalking cat, but looked more like a grumpy skeleton in white pajamas.

His dark circles were so intense they looked like someone had carefully painted two full moons under each eye using ashes.

His hair was still as white as ever, and his robe was spotless like it had just come out of a laundry.

He rubbed his temples as he mumbled bitterly under his breath, carrying a mug of bitter-smelling tea that had long since gone cold.

"...Six in the morning and I’m already walking into a damn romance novel. Hmph."

He stomped toward Creed’s master bedroom with zero hesitation, not even bothering to knock.

With a twist of his bony fingers, he inserted a key into the lock—and click, the door swung open.

The sight that greeted him nearly made him drop his tea.

There, lying comfortably in the oversized bed like he owned the world, was Creed.

And curled up around him under the same duvet like a bouquet of sleeping danger and absurd beauty, were three gorgeous women.

Lilith’s long hair was sprawled across Creed’s chest like a midnight veil, her legs wrapped lazily around his like she was sleeping on her favorite pillow.

Tierra had somehow wedged herself onto his other side, her head on his shoulder and one arm possessively draped across his waist.

And Meredith... sweet, shy Meredith, had tucked herself by his side with both hands clutching Creed’s sleeve like a child hugging her favorite plush toy.

All three were still asleep.

And Creed? His mouth was slightly open. Drooling. Blissfully ’unaware’ of the living fantasy he was entangled in.

The old monk squinted at the scene. His eye twitched. Then he let out the most offended, jealous, grumpy-old-man sound imaginable.

"...This little brat... This rascal!"

He slammed his palm against the doorframe like a betrayed dad discovering his teenage son had just married a princess without permission.

"What kind of underage harem chaos is this?! What kind of eighteen-year-old sleeps like a damn demigod surrounded by beauties?!

"Back in my day—BACK IN MY DAY—the closest we got to this was dreaming about holding hands with a ghost!"

Still ranting under his breath, he stomped over and gave Creed a hot sleep on the thigh.

Slap!

The girls instantly let out tiny groans and murmurs at the sudden sound, snuggling deeper into Creed, who blinked blearily at the light.

His hair was a mess, one side of his face still smushed from the pillow.

"Mmmgh... old man?" Creed groaned. "W-What the hell... How did you get in here?"

The monk raised the key triumphantly, his smirk feral. "Oh, you mean this key? You know, the one I’ve had since the villa was built?"

Creed sat up halfway, still blinking like a confused raccoon. "You had a key this whole time?! I could’ve changed the lock!"

"And you think I wouldn’t have changed it back? Hah! You think this is your villa?" the monk huffed.

"Boy, the floor you’re sleeping on was paid for with the corpses of ten thousand frost wolves. Now shut up and get dressed."

Creed groaned and faceplanted back into the pillow. "Too early. Brain is off. Try again later."

The monk poked him in the forehead with a long, bony finger. "Ten minutes. Training hall. Or I’m dragging you there naked."

Creed grumbled into the pillow. "Why? What for? Is it a wedding ceremony?"

The monk squinted. "Yes. Yours. To your three wives. With fireworks, demons, and dancing dragons."

Creed lifted his head slightly.

"Really?"

"NO, YOU IDIOT! It’s for training! What else do you think I’m here for, to give you dating advice?! I’m going to train the laziness out of your soul until even your soul starts sweating."

Lilith, still half-asleep, yawned and cracked an eye open. "Can’t you let him rest? He’s just a boy..."

The monk side-eyed her. "A boy who just upgraded to Silver Stage 1 and is being practically worshipped in a Tier 3 Bastion?

"A boy who now has three insanely powerful beauties spooning him like he’s a body pillow made of divine essence? No. He’s going to learn control. Or die trying."

Tierra stirred next and murmured, "Mm...Let us finish dreaming... Can’t he train in, like, an hour?"

"An hour?!" the old monk scoffed. "By then his muscles will have softened into pudding. And I’m not raising pudding boys!"

Meredith, still shy even in sleep, clutched Creed’s arm and mumbled, "M-Maybe the training could wait until lunch...?"

"NO!" the monk barked. "You three have already given this brat enough reasons to never leave bed again!

"I’m putting him through a crash course until he bleeds discipline! The academy starts in a few weeks! I’m not letting him waltz in like some clueless playboy!"

Creed groaned and threw the pillow over his head. "Y-you’re just jealous..."

"Damn right I’m jealous!" the old monk shouted, shaking his tea mug like it owed him answers.

"I’ve trained for 120 years! You know how many top-tier beauties I’ve woken up next to? ZERO! You know how many women tangled themselves around me under a duvet? NEGATIVE FOUR!"

Creed wheezed a laugh into the mattress. "Negative four?!"

"I once got dumped by a hallucination, Creed!"

Still glaring, the monk began marching back toward the door, muttering under his breath. "Ten minutes, Creed. Get dressed. Or I’m bringing ice water and a bullhorn."

As he disappeared down the hallway, his voice echoed: "And tell those vixens to use separate beds! The boy needs oxygen!"

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