Lyra was now lying in the bed... after hours of doing a hard fucking session and even doing one of his favorite, the doggy style!
Lyra’s mind was already in the cloud nine as she was grinning ear to ear from the pleasure she recieved... Quinn was the one doing the work after noticing that she couldn’t move her body anymore...
Yet... because of their bond... Quinn knew that she wanted more... that’s why he didn’t stop his pounding!
Thrusting his cock into her pussy until Lyra squirted buckets of love juices and until it was filled with thick milky white cum...well it was actually overflowing.
Even her ass turned red after being repeatedly slapped and pounded... not by Quinn’s hands, but by his lower body!
Bite marks were everywhere... from her neck to her tits, everything was filled with marks... the mark of ownership.
Though Quinn’s didn’t remain unscathed... bite marks also surrounded his entire fra even from his balls to the neck!
Lyra was even wilder... just finding a chance, she would bite and suck him dry! She is really like a plant in the desert that got watered... yet it is still greedily drinking even though it is already watered!
And thus, the dawn ca... still it is his win... as always. Lyra was laying down and won’t be waking up anyti soon.... she was really spent.
"Hmm... I am really the one." Quinn said while standing proudly together with my hard as rock cock! It was glistening from everything that happened...
But... good tis must end here, the battle will be held now...
Quinn moved and went to bathe... taking a shower first...
After a mont, Quinn went back to Lyra... sleeping with her ssy hair... well, as usual, the ss was cleaned before he took the shower...
"Lyra... I am going now..." Quinn whispered into her ears... not wanting to disturb her sleep...
But Lyra woke up...
"I will be watching your battle.... Please, Quinn, don’t make worry.... okay?" Lyra said with a serious expression, her tired face disappeared for a mont, replaced by serious expression...
"I promise, We will escape this accursed place no matter what... so this matter is not a problem.."
Quinn kissed her lips... 2 minutes passed but both of them didn’t budge... Their tongues intertwined while saliva was dripping... but both of them refused to separate not until 5 minutes passed.
That was a long good luck kiss... for sure...
"I am going now..." He said... the easygoing vibes were gone... they were replaced by cold and calculative eyes...
"Mhmm.." Lyra could only mumble, still not wanting to separate from him... but it is just hard, that’s reality....
Quinn didn’t look back... he didn’t want to...
Status
Host: Quinn
Age: 19 years old
Species: Human
Rank: Tier 1 - Novice (Low-tier human)
Strength: 140 ( 65)
Agility: 152 ( 69)
Endurance: 126 ( 55)
Mana: 124 ( 57)
Non-distributed points: 30 points
Skills:
Severing Cut - C rank
Exclusive Skills:
Squirting Touch - S rank
Infinite Endurance - SS rank
Monstrous Cock! - ??? Rank
Godly Fingering - B- rank
Inventory: [Locked]
Shop: [Locked]
’So... the bond really did help leap to a higher... level...’
"But... the accumulated points I got is only 7 points.... so it really has a limit cap..."
"Well, I can’t do anything about it... that’s it. At the very least, I am not a hopeless chicken in this shitty exhibition they created...I will fucking kill those shits who played with life like a ga" Quinn promised himself... maybe not now... maybe not tomorrow, but surely he will take them down... it’s just a matter of ti, and that ti will surely co....
Quinn just waited outside Lyra’s door... surely the Nekoball would co at any mont...
And... his thoughts were exactly right....
But Quinn was surprised to see a woman walking side by side with the Nekoball....
The won possessed a figure so strikingly voluptuous that words alone seed insufficient to capture its full allure...busty lons and those perfect curves like an hourglass, not to ntion it’s goddess like look ..
Every curve flowed with a natural commanding grace by the uniform she wore a mark of authority .
Her attire resembled that of a high ranking official...a tailored purple uniform that clung closely to her form, its fabric smooth and immaculate.
Rows of polished golden buttons ran along its front each one gleaming, the upper part was slightly parted at the chest, revealing the skin of it’s busty lons...
On the left side of her chest rested an embedded crest, exquisitely crafted. It depicted a dragon with its maw open in a silent roar, wings outstretched as far end...Forged in a striking blend of gold and black, the emblem stood out boldly... It’s eye catching symbol of power that sohow still paled in comparison to her own presence.
The sleeves of her uniform extended neatly to her wrists, concealing most of her skin.
Yet on her left arm, the fabric had been casually folded neatly...making her look more stylish...
A deep and srizing shade of purple hair, cascaded down her back like a flowing waterfall.
Each step she took caused it to sway gently behind her, as if it moved with a will of its own.
Though her eyes were hidden behind a finely crafted purple blindfold adorned with intricate carvings, her beauty remained otherworldly.
A long cape rested upon her shoulders, draping elegantly behind her. Its surface was adorned with elaborate designs, and upon its back, a masterfully detailed dragon stretched across the fabric...forming a piece of art that echoed the crest upon her chest.
Standing at around 5’8 feet high, she carried herself with the poise of soone far greater...
Lastly the most most striking about her was the weapon at her side. Strapped around her wrist was a katana...almost plain resembling nothing more than a simple wooden sword, that people may look it as a simple ornant...as It clashed with her majestic appearance...
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