100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids Chapter 214 - Heavy Pleasure Brings Heavy Responsibility

Viktor didn’t answer imdiately.

His dark eyes moved past Mira, back down the hallway where Helena, Kaida, and Bella had erged from the bedroom. All three still naked. Moonlight streaming through windows painted their worried faces in silver and shadow.

Four wives.

Four won who depended on him and upcoming more with his children too.

A crumbling manor.

A dying village.

And now a dungeon tower that would attract adventurers, explorers, thieves, and worse.

Viktor breathed slowly.

’I can’t do shit about this right now.’

Rather than crying—rather than breaking down and screaming at the unfairness of being manipulated by his own reincarnated consciousness—he needed to calm himself first. Then decide what to do.

Mira ca closer, concern etched on her face. Viktor’s hand moved almost automatically, grabbing her wrist gently.

He pulled.

"Young Lord?" Bella’s voice ca from behind.

Viktor turned, eting all four pairs of eyes—Helena’s brown, Kaida’s crimson, Bella’s yellow, Mira’s green.

All worried. All naked. All his.

Their bodies showed the aftermath of what they’d done. Swollen pussies. Bruised breasts. Scratch marks. Bite marks. The evidence of his possession written on their skin.

And they were still here.

Still looking at him with concern instead of fear.

Viktor’s jaw tightened.

"Co on, darlings," he said quietly, his voice rough but steady. "It seems I need so stress relief."

He pulled Mira forward, then gestured for the others to follow.

All four won exchanged glances—confused, still aching to be filled, but responding to the command in his tone.

They moved as one.

Viktor led them back into the bedroom, the moonlight painting everything in shades of silver and blue. The bed—already destroyed from earlier—waited.

As the door clicked shut behind them, Viktor turned to face his wives.

His hands moved to the bedsheet around his waist, letting it drop.

His cock—half-hard despite everything—stood between his legs. His tail swished slowly behind him.

"Kneel," Viktor said simply. "All of you."

Four won looked at each other but Mira as if sensing his stress dropped first and then others to their knees following her lead.

Their faces level with his cock.

Their eyes—brown, crimson, yellow, green—looked up at him with a mixture of lust, worry, and devotion.

"Suck off," Viktor commanded, his voice low. "Make forget about that fucking tower for a while."

Helena moved first, her hands wrapping around his shaft. Mira’s mouth found his balls. Kaida’s tongue traced the underside. Bella turned behind him burying her face from below at his lower balls cupped what the others couldn’t reach.

And as four mouths and eight hands worked in tandem to service him, Viktor’s eyes drifted to the window.

To the distant tower that pulsed with purple and pink light.

To the responsibility he couldn’t escape.

’Fine,’ he thought, closing his eyes as pleasure began to drown out the anxiety. ’If my higher self wants to build an empire through fighting...’

Helena’s throat accepted his entire length, swallowing around the head.

’Then I’ll build a fucking empire.’

Mira’s tongue traced his balls, sucking gently.

’But first...’

Kaida’s hands stroked what Helena couldn’t swallow.

’I will decide the rule..’

[ Technically, you just got amnesia Host or else you both are sa. ]

’...shit.’

Bella’s mouth found the base, kissing, licking, worshipping.

Viktor’s hand moved to Helena’s head, fingers tangling in her dark hair.

And he began to thrust.

Ghhlkk~! ghlkk~!! ghlkkh~~!!

’System, show directory of functioning of tower.’

[ Preview...]

Whoever entered the tower would not co back the sa.

That much the system made very clear.

[ Dungeon Core – Sponsor Authority Preview ]

Lines of text unfolded in front of Viktor’s eyes, flickering in that mocking blue.

[ All intruders who die inside the Dungeon will suffer ’’true death’’, unless wearing a Resurrection Artifact designated by Sponsor. ]

[ Resurrection Artifacts can be crafted by Sponsor, each consuming ’’one real death’’ as fuel. ]

[ Those who die without such protection will leave behind: ]

- [ Intelligence impressions ]

- [ Basic stats ]

- [ Abilities ]

- [ All loot carried ]

[ All of the above will be converted into ’’EXP motes’’, to be absorbed by anyone, per Sponsor’s permission. ]

Viktor’s cock twitched inside Helena’s throat.

’True death. No respawn. No holy healer bullshit. Just gone.’

His hips jerked forward on instinct, ramming deeper into Helena’s mouth.

"Ghlk—! Gkhlk—!!"

Her eyes rolled up, thick tears sliding down her cheeks as his head battered the back of her throat. Spit and drool stread down his shaft, dripping onto Mira’s fingers as she held his balls, massaging gently.

Outside the tower would harvest lives.

Inside the bedroom, his wives tried to harvest his sanity.

He grunted as the pressure in his balls snapped—

"Swallow," he growled.

Helena tried.

He didn’t give her ti.

Thick, hot ropes of sen flooded her mouth. Her cheeks bulged instantly, throat convulsing as he kept her pinned there, nose buried in his pubes, unable to pull back.

"Nh—! Nghhh—!"

So of the cum escaped—white streams leaking from the corners of her lips, spilling down her chin.

Mira’s eyes flashed.

"Don’t be greedy, Helena," she scolded, her voice low and hot. She shoved Helena’s head back with a firm push.

"Haaah—! Haaah—! Y-You—" Helena coughed, strings of cum connecting tongue and lips.

Mira didn’t wait.

She leaned in and wrapped her lips around his still-twitching tip, sucking deep, drinking the rest like she’d been starving.

"Mmhh~... ngh... there..."

Her throat worked, taking every last drop.

Even though he’d just emptied himself, her sucking mouth didn’t stop. She retreated only enough for her hand to slide in, stroking his shaft with slow, obscene pumps.

Schlk. Schlk. Schlk.

"Oi—" Kaida flinched as a few warm drops of sen flicked onto her face, landing on her cheek and lips.

She froze.

Her crimson eyes snapped to Mira. "Y-you—"

She wanted to snap. Call her a perverted woman. Ask why she was fighting Helena over cum like it was holy water.

But when she looked up, Viktor was staring straight at her.

His dark eyes dragged slowly over her face, over the streaks of white painting her skin.

Kaida’s throat tightened.

Her anger died in her chest.

She shut her mouth and just knelt there, letting him look. Letting his cum mark slowly soak into her skin. Her heart pounded stupidly hard for sothing so small.

"Are you okay?" she asked suddenly, words slipping out as she bit her lip.

Viktor didn’t answer.

Not imdiately.

His gaze wasn’t all the way here. Half of it was stuck on the translucent window in front of him, still showing lines of dungeon logic. Murder. Loot. EXP.

His hand ca up slowly.

Kaida held herself still as his palm pressed over her lips, silencing any further questions.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "But you three are forgetting Bella."

"Huh...?" Helena blinked, still catching her breath.

From behind his leg, a silver head tilted up. Bella’s cat ears twitched.

"It’s fine, Young Lord," she said softly, a small chuckle escaping. "I’m used to being forgotten."

Her tail swayed, but her eyes were steady.

Then she licked her lips.

"Co here, Helena," Bella added, voice turning playful. "Give so stamina."

Viktor grabbed Helena’s wrist and hauled her up.

Her massive tits bounced wildly, heavy and sensitive, milk already beading at the dark tips. His hand slid up, groping one tit with brutal familiarity, fingers digging deep into the soft flesh.

"Ah—! Y-Young Master—!" Helena’s head lolled back, a low moan ripping out of her as pain and pleasure tangled.

He didn’t bother with gentle.

His mouth latched onto her breast, teeth scraping her swollen nipple before he sucked hard.

"HYAAH~!"

Milk burst onto his tongue, thick and warm, pouring into his mouth.

Bella watched with hungry eyes, licking a stray drop that splashed near her. Kaida stared, breathing heavier. Mira’s pupils dilated.

As Helena’s milk flowed down his throat, sothing inside Viktor snapped back into place.

His incubus core roared.

His cock, which had only just softened, surged back to full hardness in an instant. Eight thick inches steel-hard, veins bulging along the shaft, head swollen dark.

The sudden rebound made all four won freeze.

Helena trembled, knees buckling as he released her tit. Milk dribbled down over her heavy breasts as she collapsed back to her knees, dazed and throbbing.

"H-h-how...?" she whispered, staring at his dick. "Young Master, you just—"

Viktor ignored the question.

He turned and walked to the bed, the mattress creaking as he dropped down and leaned back like a man claiming a throne.

"Co here."

There was no room for refusal in his tone.

They crawled.

Helena and Mira first, huge breasts swaying, bodies moving on instinct. They climbed onto the bed, straddling his thighs from either side until their massive tits settled heavily across his legs, soft flesh spreading over his muscles.

On his left and right, Kaida and Bella followed, crawling up like obedient hounds. They pressed close, lying on either side of his torso, hands splayed over his chest.

Their warmth, their scents, their breath on his skin—it helped. Grounded him. Reminded him what the hell he was doing all this for.

Mira and Helena’s tongues descended together, wet heat lapping at his shaft as they began to lick him from base to tip like he was so divine offering.

Long, slow strokes.

Sharing.

Trading sides.

His cock twitched between their mouths, gleaming with spit and leftover cum.

Viktor exhaled, letting his head tilt back against the wall. He stretched both arms out, fingers resting on Kaida’s hip and Bella’s waist, claiming them without words.

He looked down at the scene.

Two wives on his thighs, tits resting heavy and hot.

Two wives at his sides, hands on his heart.

His cock worshipped by four tongues.

And a dungeon tower outside that wanted to turn his life into a blood farm.

"So," Viktor said, voice low, the corners of his lips twitching despite everything, "hear out, my hot wives... there is just so much to tell."