My SuperVillain System: Building Legion of SSS-Ranked SuperHeroines
Chapter 115 - Darithi’s responsibility to teach

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 - Darithi’s responsibility to teach

"Shit," Cruxius cursed under his breath, groaning. He could feel it—his cock rock hard, buried inside her tight, clenching asshole.

It felt like she was going to break herself on him, and the healing magic kept her from tearing apart—but just barely.

This wasn’t just sex.

This was her unraveling.

Her mind—fractured. Something inside her had cracked beyond repair.

Because of him.

Clenching his jaw, guilt cutting through the haze of lust, he realized something terrifying.

If he returned to the past now—she would lose her obsession for him—and he would also lose the EX rank of her ability, which gave him such an advantage.

So, he might choose her, mentally obsessed, rather than return to the past to correct things.

But if he let her fall even more than this... he’d lose her use forever.

A broken possession might just ruin his path... Of course, he loved what was his, but it always hurt to get rid of a broken possession—especially if it was someone like Seleyena.

He grabbed her shoulders, shaking her as his voice tore from him, calling for someone who could help him in this moment.

"DARITHI!!"

His voice resonated. The villa, scorched in the fire, was clearly about to fall—yet somehow, he felt a strong connection from just outside, as if someone had a very deep faith in him, sprinting in his direction. And he knew who that could be.

"Aaah, i-it hurts... i-it hurts good—I... love..." Seleyena lifted her hips slowly, trembling, the stretched rim of her asshole reluctantly releasing his cock with a slick, obscene pop.

Strings of white clung between them—thick, shiny, refusing to break.

And then—

Smack!

She brought her ass down hard with a violent, echoing slap—deep and full, the impact sending shockwaves through her body.

Her spine arched, her breasts thrust forward, her head flung back.

"AAAHNGGGGHH—!" she screamed.

Her tongue lolled out, eyes wide and glossy with madness.

Her ass stretched again, swallowing him whole in one greedy, desperate plunge.

Her body spasmed, twitching uncontrollably.

She looked possessed.

Lips curled into a cracked, euphoric grin.

Her arms quivered as they held her upright. Her cunt drooled down his stomach. Her nipples soured—but all of the pain had vanished. Her body was regenerating instantly, asshole muscles tightening around his cock again. Completely healed, and with a 300+ boost in stamina and agility, she had become too proactive now.

Due to having sex with Cruxius, she was now under the effect of his ability, where he shared all of the EX-rank healing aura power with her.

She was an unexhaustible sex machine now.

A machine that was mentally breaking apart.

And then—

Crack!

A silhouette appeared behind her—sharp, silent, unreal.

A blur of motion. A flash of movement.

SMACK!

The stranger’s hand slammed into the back of her neck—fast, precise, brutal. Her entire body jolted. Her eyes rolled back instantly, tongue still hanging, her voice caught in her throat.

She let out a garbled gasp—"Ghhhk—!"

Her limbs went limp.

Her body collapsed, folding forward with a soft, helpless moan, her sweat-slick skin slapping against Cruxius’s chest as she slumped onto him like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

Her breath hitched once.

Then she passed out—completely unconscious, still twitching slightly from overstimulation.

Cruxius’s arms moved on instinct, catching her as she fell.

He held her close, stunned—her body still warm, still clenching around him even in unconsciousness.

"Haah, Seleyena?" Cruxius called out, lying there as he slowly sat up, clearly lifting her body while she was hugging him, her asshole still carrying his dick. He sat.

"Master, are you alright?" Darithi asked, uncaring of the whole scene, standing there while remaining vigilant as the fire slowly destroyed the villa. She felt the urgency to evacuate her master.

But seeing his state—completely fine without a single burn mark—she felt assured.

Even she noticed a strange fact: her own body was resisting and healing on its own, something she didn’t understand, but she felt it might have something to do with her master.

"Yeah..." Cruxius gave a simple nod while moving his hand along the back of Seleyena, feeling it warm due to the heat around them. He hugged her possessively, somehow feeling guilty.

Guilty for using her, for breaking her mind, and now finding her in his embrace—as if after all the pain he had inflicted on her... she still chose him.

When he brought her to this villa with the intention to awaken her ability by using fire, he had decided to fuck her and ravage her body so much that she would lose complete control and become fatigued—so he could act as a hero when she went limp.

So he was rough with her.

He did it like he was acting out a porn scene, not making love. Yet she found in him her support.

Women are not creatures of physical connection alone. They think emotionally, even while having sex.

Rather than enjoying the size of things, what they truly enjoy is the feeling of being fulfilled and embraced by the man they love—which, in most distorted forms, they don’t receive.

He himself utilized both physical and emotional warfare against them to break them mentally.

But sometimes, it became too intense—especially in the case of a soft-hearted woman like Seleyena, who snapped the moment she felt him dying for her.

Even though he had artificially induced love—where everything was just lust and manipulation—this idiot took it all in a way that broke her mentally.

"Darithi, can I ask you a favor?" Cruxius lifted his gaze, still hugging Seleyena protectively, toward Darithi, who stood blinking.

"Of course. Please order, Master," Darithi said with a respectful 90-degree bow.

"Be a teacher to Seleyena... she just became like you," Cruxius slowly stood, letting his hands slide down and grip Seleyena’s ass.

While she was unconscious, her chin resting on his shoulder, he lifted her up.

Both of his hands dug into her ass, which was still penetrated by his dick, acting like support as he stood—she laid against him like a koala in his arms.

He moved, his dick throbbing—but this time, there was no lust. He just wanted to take Seleyena out of this hell he created, out of the pain he inflicted on her.

Recalling how Seleyena had become just like Darithi once was, he added, "She is your younger self. Heal her... make her love me—not in obsession, but in devotion."

"...But Master," Darithi seemed hesitant—not because she was shocked by how Seleyena’s body bounced in his arms, clearly appearing as if he was still fucking her, but because she knew how hard it is for someone with a broken mind, especially in love, to return.

Darithi spoke from regret—realization on her own.

"Seleyena is kind-hearted. She has morals, patience, and would have made a devoted wife... she will, naturally. But train her mind, which I broke...," Cruxius said, the lust vanishing from him in that moment—even though his healing ability kept his cock erect, it became limp.

All the physical desire vanished at that moment.

Her heart was too warm for him to maintain the lust of that moment.

His cock slipped out of her hole, but his hands kept her in that position, knowing how exhausted she might be—mentally.

Finally arriving near the car, leaving the burning villa behind, he looked toward the open sky.

The royal lineage of vampires would soon come for him... he had used that item.

But this time, he would be prepared.

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