48 Chapter 48

Luna feared what could happen if Vincent and Odette have sex. Her blood would change something inside him. She would become someone vital to him. His blood was a far superior to hers, but the faint scent matched hers.

'Will she be lucky and have her own bloodline upgrade?'

It was almost impossible to upgrade a beast's blood without a strange ritual. Her heart fluttered at the idea of copulating with Vincent. His blood could upgrade all three of them with just one romp. She felt her heart speed up in glee. But her mind forced those thoughts filled with greed down.

'I cannot repay his love and care when I was near death this way. It's bad enough I lusted after him as an innocent boy. Even now I want to jump him in a dark alley and violate him…'

Her mind went back to before Zera was born. She wandered into a noble residence in the Demon Kingdom of Vandis. The woman she met was Amaliath Terra Vorta. She lived alone because of her mixed demonic blood. Her mother was a human that saved her father Telbrath from death and they created her in a night's passion.

After her mother passed away, her father became distant. His heart seemed to break from this loss. Despite his many wives and concubines, her mother, Maria, was special to him. Her status became weak and lost her pillar of support.

They used her as a pawn in the many battles in the next 50 years. Her only friend was the little blue cat that had never left her side. Luna could not morph into a human form and spent the time as a normal cat. It was quite a good time together.

The first time she assumed a human form was the night they would part. They forced Amalia to marry a human noble to make the two countries' ties stronger. She cried for the first time Luna ever saw that night. Her desire to comfort Amalia filled with sorrow allowed her to break the border between Stage 2 and 3.

From that moment, they became close sisters.

Luna could not stop the marriage but followed together and used her magic to trick the Conzelmann family into accepting her as a bride, too. She never expected them to use a beast collar on her. Her collar only restricted her power and stopped any attacks on their family. They could not force her to do things she hated.

But the humiliation was too much to take.

Amalia could not give Weiss Von Conzelmann an heir. They reduced her to a mere concubine and sent to the capital. She would meet a woman named Verda and join an all-female knight group. Because she struggled to get pregnant, Amalia saved a girl from a ruined village during a mission and adopted her. It shocked her when the Conzelmann family accepted.

'However, if she knew the truth now. Would this family still stand?'

Luna never realised that Odette's fiancé was such a creep. She continued to soothe both girls with gentle strokes. Her two tails swayed, then patted both girls' faces gently. She could feel her return to stage 3 was not far away. Then she would get revenge even without Vincent.

"Come on girls, you need to go meet your prince charming, right?"

Her tails poked their cheeks and slapped them with a gentle pom sound. Luna waited for a few moments as the lazy pigs still slept. She wrapped her long tail around each girl and lifted them up, then slammed them against each other with a loud thud.

"Nyauu! Hurt, Pain, Abuse!"

"Ahhhh! My nose it's bleeding!" Odette said in tears.

Luna laughed and then dropped them two metres onto the bed with a bounce. Her body moved with extreme speed and stood beside the door. Both girls slammed their fists into her afterimage. She laughed once more and left the room.

"Get our Revenge, one day! Work together Nyao?"

Zera spoke, then tilted her head towards Odette with an outstretched hand. Odette tried to hide her delight. She loved fluffy things but was too proud to admit it. They said she needed to be prim and proper when she grew up. Now she was just a mere sacrifice? Haha, she would never be the same girl again.

"Nyuuuu! Fluff no! Itchy stomach! Hyahyahya!"

Odette pinned Zera onto the bed. She stroked her neck and belly fluff with a blissful face. Her sister allowed her to do this, as it felt nice. Not as good as Vincent, but she was happy the angry sister now smiled and didn't treat her like an enemy.

'Sister, nice! Make friends.'

— Vincent House 7:00 pm, Training Room.

A beautiful male covered in sweat and only wearing a tight fitting pair of latex shorts was lying on the ground. He panted for breath as two beautiful women who wore the same outfit as him torn in several places and filled with sticky fluids.

Both Violetta and Efrita ambushed Vincent after he came home. The pair merged with his training and their daily dose of his ambrosia. He could hold his own against them solo. But when they teamed up, his defence crumbled. Violetta would deal with the tactics and brains, while Efrita would hold him back physically as they wore him down and then stole their reward after each fight.

'Why did I offer to sleep with them every time they beat me in training!?' (Vincent)

<I will believe your sorrow when your club goes flaccid. It's still in full burst mode after seven rounds…>

'So envious… When will you give me some love?' (Silvari)

'I will believe your sorrow when you stop masturbating to the scenes of me with other women.' (Vincent)

He was not serious. Silvari was special to him and, unlike Efrita, who was someone he let his guard down for. His first time with Silvari needed to be romantic and special, not just for him, but for her. She acts lewd, but Efrita gave him the bitter truth. Silvaria is a virgin of over 9,000 years of age!

"Haa….Hah…..Mmmn~ I am going to borrow your shower!" Violetta looked as sexy as ever as she said her last sentence. She could still act normal even after four rounds of both combat and sex.

Vincent watched as he could imagine Efrita vanished inside his bed, hidden under the sheets. Her habit seemed to have become a ritual after each day of training. He worried that these two women teamed up. What should he do if they grow further?

Unlike the gentle succubi, these women were feral and tried to suck him dry in both combat and intercourse!

'Well, whatever, let's train really hard in the dungeon! I will impart a no sex ban on myself till we clear the 10th floor!'

<That's a great idea!>

'Gangbang on the 10th floor?'

Ping-pong!

His door bell sounded as the door shot open. He knew this was most likely Zera, as she was the only girl with no manners. Vincent stayed in his latex shorts and fully erect club that poked several inches out of his waistband, and shocked the little girl.

Clank!

'Strange noise for a cat to make.'

Vincent arrived at the top of the wooden stairs. His feet caused the boards to creak. He opened the door into his hallway to reveal the wooden walls and floor. A tall blonde girl with odd eyes stood opposite him. In her hand was a large two-handed sword that dropped to the ground with a massive thud.

Thud!

"Ah!?"

"Oh!"

Bang!

She stood in silence, glued to his lower body. Vincent could swear he heard a loud swallowing sound come from her throat. The pair stood in a state of shock, not sure how to react. He knew this girl was going to live here with him, and now she saw his cock. It was a little awkward. His only positive was he was packing serious heat.

Her gaze did not move for a second, only when his hips swayed did her eyes move. He felt a strange sense of delight from this girl's view. Only for the moment of their joy to be ended by a loud cat's screech and hiss as she shot inside like an eagle that eyed its prey.

Zera took one look at Vincent as her peach lips opened wide.

"Ah!? Horse Cock!"

Odette stood frozen like a statue as her gaze fixated on the object of perfection before her. She couldn't help but mutter the words "You're damn right!" after Zera spoke. Once in the past, her mother told her about males and how each one was different and depended on race.

Amalia, her mother, said that the biggest would be around 12 cm when ready for battle, but some of the smaller ones could be even half of that. Odette swallowed her saliva as this was more than double the biggest figure, her mother said.

'Mother! I have found the jackpot. Your daughter is going to die on a man's rod!'

(AN: This world is female ruled so…. It's like their version of dying on a woman's chest)

<How does it feel to have three young maidens' thirst for you?>