Chapter 141 11: Welcome Home, Darling!

Click, creak.

His door opened, and pushing through the entrance, he placed the key in his pocket.

A damp warmth hit him the moment he stepped inside, filled with nostalgia as suddenly the house began to fill with footsteps and sounds; his fur cloak swayed from the light wind before he slammed the door shut, allowing Raizel to remain hooked to his right arm.

"Master, it seems they will all rush here soon; which girl will be fastest?"

Vincent looked up and across the hallway, noticing the light, rapid movements along the old, creaking floorboards, with a cute melody following her directions. His arms released Raizel as he stepped forward, opening his arms, bang!

In an instant, a small girl with silver hair and fluffy ears smashed into his body, almost immediately wrapping her limbs around his body and burying her cheeky little face in his chest. "Vincent...Vincent....!"

Sniffle, her nose made a sound, sniffle. Once more, Zera twitched her nose.

"I...Don't show....again! Vincent...Stay?"

Seeming to be as he imagined, this girl thought her little garden was the reason for him leaving; he softly placed his hand on her fluffy little head, stroking with a rough movement; the warm scent of her spring fragrance filled his nose, like various flowers in the summer breeze.

Her soft lips began to press against his firm muscles, kissing him with light pecks; slowly, softly, her smooth lips smacked against his flesh, brushing along, which caused him to shudder and stroke her fluffy ears with his fingers, teasing the tip by rubbing it between his finger and thumb, as her body visibly trembled.

"Nyauu~ don't rub tip... Makes me feel strange!"

In defiance and revenge, her long rough tongue began to slide along his chest as she groomed him like a cat, her hands pressing against his chest, pressing her slightly sharp nails like kneading him.

"Zera!"

A voice sounded before the beautiful and mature woman with blue hair that flowed to her thighs skipped down the stairs, elegant and filled with a womanly beauty that a young girl couldn't possess.

Step, step, gracefully, she approached.

"Zera, stop this instant!"

However, the silver-haired cat ignored the adult woman, with three tails growing from her ass, 'Oh? Didn't she have two before? I wonder why there is one more.'

"Nyaau! Vincent...Mate...Didn't dislike...!"

Sigh, a great sigh filled with despair and giving up on teaching this damn daughter and sort of manners and how to live.

Remembering the days, she also felt the same, this boy who healed her broken limbs, groomed and cared for her. Igniting her hidden affection for him, she could no longer stop the daily desire to press him down and forcibly copulate with him, alas thanks to this stupid daughter, Luna could control herself with just her fingers and the images of him in the bath or sleeping without a quilt.

"Zera,  I am not saying you can't. Just not right now, okay? Listen to mother, or I'll beat your ass and take him myself! Shaaa!"

"Nyuuu!"

Zera leapt from his chest when those words entered her ears, and the feral screech from her mother caused this cute silver cat to look sadly at Vincent like he was some tasty snack she lost and needed to wait for. "Wait...Vincent...Mate...Lots!"

However, his face never stopped smiling; this was the house and people he remembered.

Nothing changed except him.

"Zera," his voice sounded, stopping her from climbing the stairs.

"Mmmmm?"

Her cute head tilted in response to his call, wondering why he shouted to her, twisting her body as her cute white one-piece dress twirled, a wonderous sight of her curled silver hair on proud display.

"I can't mate with you because we must fight creatures in the dungeon! If you do well, let's mate after we get back all day long."

Although he wished to be more romantic, this girl's senses and thoughts were so basic and strange. Should he try to understand her thoroughly, then he might turn insane.

After his words, Luna and the women from the living room and training door gasped; they knew this girl would flirt with him but believed he would never promise her anything as he seemed afraid to connect with her somehow.

'Master, it's good to see you; Silvari almost died of loneliness, and her little sister almost died without your strong brother to keep her occupied and feed her that special cream.'

There was no real message; this woman only told him she was dying for a good fuck, which he found amusing.

'Sure, but I have many things to do. Wait for me to finish them, and I'll make that little sister ascend to heaven until she can no longer bare it.'

The blue-haired ice dragon blushed, knowing this man saw her past somehow, worrying that he would see both her and Efrita as enemies now after they killed Daemons in the past, 'it seems we were worried about nothing...'

Efrita and the twins entered slowly; although only a day had passed, Vincent could see the amount of training this hot-headed dragon pushed them, the minor red cuts and deep purple bruises on their pale vampire skin.

Despite this, Ophelia and her sister didn't complain. Instead, their eyes were focused, and they watched him with a burning fire. It seemed that Efrita told them something stupid to make them fired, 'I'm probably going to have to sleep with them soon, or some dirty thing they wanted to try.'

Vincent's eyes interlocked with Efrita, this girl who now was much more understandable; slowly, the sounds faded, and all that remained was the pair as her fierce face changed to a warm and delighted smile the moment she felt his thoughts of acceptance and no rejection.

'Lord... Forgive me, but I will call you Husband from now on; you don't mind, right?'

Of course, he would never refute her words.

His body moved towards her, pushing away the other girls but stoking them gently with his hands as he passed; these girls were all women, and none would be let go.

'Even the girl hiding in the front room, Zarina, you cannot escape either.'

"Hello Efrita, you look gorgeous today, especially your horns, like wonderful-" his face moving closer to her ears, stroking along her right cheek with his long rough fingers, "dragon horns and cute little scales."

Due to his deep, seductive voice and words that caused her extreme delight, her lips opened with a gasp while her body trembled in bliss.

Before she could respond, he covered her soft, tanned cheeks on either side, her small peach face wrapped in his massive hands; before he sealed her lips entirely with a passionate and loving kiss, Efrita could only shudder, only able to respond by lifting her feet off the ground to kiss him deeper, only not realising he too stopped hiding his true self, just like her.

They broke apart for air, gasping for breath as he smiled widely at her, his long red hair swaying about freely in the wind, his deep red eyes gazing into her golden orbs; she blushed deeply, staring into his eyes as if hypnotised, unable to move even though she tried to speak.

"A-are you okay, Vincent?"

Efrita spoke for the first time since he entered the room, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes and a bashful expression on her face; he nodded and gave her a quick hug before releasing her; she took a couple of steps backwards and tripped over her own feet, falling flat on her ass with a loud thud.

"Ow..." She mumbled, rubbing her butt with embarrassment.

Vincent chuckled and knelt beside her, reaching out to help her.

"Don't worry about it; you're fine," he said, giving her a reassuring pat as she blushed.

She glanced at him, noticing something different about him, and gasped, rubbing along his chest with a deep cross-shaped scar, worried intensely about him. "What happened?"

"Hey, are they going to ignore us all while they flirt so openly?" A husky, unpleased voice sounded behind the girls as she walked into the room, her body still bandaged after being beaten by  Luna the day before.

"Oh my? Are you jealous of her? I find it quite lovely; he's learning to be a man and taking responsibility for his cock poking all these girls like a woodpecker. Let's hope he continues to mature, then see's pecking at this milfs aching snatch!"

Luna writhed as she imagined the night with him, honestly not caring about her image as a woman, slowly sliding her long, smooth fingers into her thin black underwear and caressing her chest before she swayed her body and headed upstairs with a deeply blushed face, always keeping her eye on the figure of Vincent.

'Tsk... so many perverted girls in this house!' Violetta thought to herself as she stepped forward.

As if he already knew her intention, Vincent released his embrace from Efrita and turned towards her, opening his arms just like he did for Zera.

A moment of silence passed as many girls began to group up and giggle; they knew this woman would never act like Zera or the others, being all emotional and sentimental. Thus they turned around and began heading towards the kitchen to make a meal.

Suddenly, a thud.

The shuffling of feet sounded, followed by the rustling of clothes; a female gasped before sobbing.

"W-why did you suddenly leave? I thought our fighting drove you away!"

Sniffle, her tears began to pour down; a woman who seemed to be the most solid crumbled like a mere girl in his arms.

He smiled, stroking her back, letting her red arm caress his cheek before she buried her tearful face in his chest. "It's so hard to act so distant yet love you so much; the thought you might never come back made me feel so powerless and weak; I couldn't even sense our connection anymore!"

Thud, thud, thud. Her tiny fists hammered his chest before her body stopped utterly, staring at him in silence, her wet eyes darting around, before slowly, like a bedroom curtain, they closed, pushing her lips against his, seeking his warmth.

Smack, her lips sounded as she pulled back after the light peck.

"Welcome home, darling; I love you!"

"Nah!"

"What!"

"She stole my words!"

"Nyaauu!"

Thus, the chaos of Vincent's home erupted again; only the blonde Zarina, who was on the sofa drinking tea, was spared, only giving the handsome, troubled man a gentle nod and slight smile, which was rare for her.

'These people are just like my mother's, so noisy and stupid, hehe.' Zarina thought to herself that she felt a sense of ease and relaxation for the first time since her mother's passed away.