"Ohh yeah, baby… so good," Alaric growled, his voice low and rough as he leaned down, his lips smooching Afa's neck with slow, deliberate kisses. One hand squeezed her tits, his fingers teasing her nipples, while the other slipped under her skirt, moving between her legs, rubbing her pussy.
"Ahm.." Afa let out a soft moan, her body arching into his touch, her eyes half-closed but still flicking toward , like she was making sure I was watching.
"Ahh… my lord… use ," Afa murmured, her voice breathy and full of heat as she pressed herself closer to him. The air around them pulsed harder, Alaric's aura growing denser, heavier, like it was feeding off her energy with every touch.
I clenched my jaw, my mind racing. He's got the sa power as , I thought, my stomach twisting. He gets stronger, more aura, through sex. But how far does it go? Is his strength the sa as mine? I didn't have answers, and that scared more than I wanted to admit. I needed to stay calm, to figure out how to power up myself before this got any worse.
"Feeling nervous, Zero?" Alaric's voice cut through my thoughts, his red eyes glinting as he glanced at , one hand still on Afa.
I forced a shrug, keeping my voice steady. "Hmph, not even a bit," I said, leaning against the bars like I didn't have a care in the world. "I'm surprised, I'll give you that, but we don't know how this ends yet, do we?"
Alaric's lips curled into a sneer. "Big words for a man stuck in a cage," he said, his voice dripping with mockery.
He turned Afa to face him, pulling her close. Their lips crashed together, a heated, hungry kiss, their mouths moving like they were trying to devour each other. Afa's hands road over his chest, then lower, kissing his neck, his chest, his stomach as she slowly sank to her knees in front of him.
Lyra made a disgusted sound next to . "Okay, this is getting gross," she muttered, crossing her arms. "Are they seriously doing this right in front of us?"
I didn't answer, my eyes locked on the scene as Alaric reached down, tugging at the knot of his black pants. The fabric fell to the floor, revealing his greenish-black, rock-hard erection. Afa's eyes lit up, her smirk turning wicked as she reached out, rubbing her cheek against his dick, her hands caressing him like she was worshipping so kind of dark god.
"Ahhh… Lord's dick," Afa purred, her voice thick with teasing as she glanced at . "It's way bigger and stronger than yours, Austin."
I snorted, forcing a smirk to hide the anger bubbling in my chest. "Oh, then enjoy your treat," I shot back, keeping my tone light, refusing to let her get under my skin. Her taunts were nothing new—she was trying to rattle , and I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction.
Alaric let out a low, guttural laugh, his eyes narrowing as he looked at .
"Hehehe, you should level up too, Zero," he said, his voice turning serious, almost threatening. "Then I can truly put an end to you."
Before I could fire back, he grabbed Afa's face, guiding her closer. She opened her mouth, taking his cock in, her movents slow and deliberate as she started to suck him off. His aura flared even brighter, the red glow so intense it felt like it was pushing against the cage, trying to suffocate us. The air was electric, heavy with power, and I could feel it in my bones—whatever he was pulling from her was making him stronger by the second.
Lyra's hands gripped my shoulders, her touch firm yet trembling with concern. "Austin… what's happening?" she asked, her voice soft but edged with worry, her green eyes searching mine for answers.
I mirrored her gesture, my hands finding her shoulders, grounding us both in the mont.
"Nothing, sweetheart," I reassured her, my voice steady despite the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. Leaning in, I brushed my lips against hers in a gentle kiss, a fleeting mont of calm amidst the chaos. Her warmth lingered on my skin as I pulled back, a spark of resolve igniting within .
"Hey, will you help ?" I asked, my tone carrying a quiet plea.
Her lips curved into a playful smile, her eyes glinting with devotion. "With anything you say, Zero," she replied, her voice a lodic promise. The nickna—Zero, my alias in this dangerous ga we played—rolled off her tongue with a mix of affection and defiance.
A grin spread across my face, confidence surging through . With her by my side, the odds felt less daunting. I leaned closer, my breath brushing her ear as I whispered sothing ant only for her. The words, intimate and teasing, drew an imdiate flush to her cheeks, her fair skin blooming with color.
"Very cheesy, aren't you, my hero?" Lyra teased, pushing a strand of her blonde hair to the side with a graceful flick of her wrist. Her laughter was light, but her gaze held a spark of mischief that made my pulse quicken.
"Heh, you're just too adorable," I shot back, my smile widening as I drank in the sight of her—radiant, fearless, and mine.
"Very well then," she murmured, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.
She closed the distance between us, her lips grazing my neck in a kiss that sent a shiver down my spine. Her fingers moved with purpose, deftly unbuttoning my black shirt and peeling it away. The white t-shirt beneath followed, discarded in a heap on the floor. Her hands found my belt, unbuckling it with a slow, deliberate motion that made my breath hitch. She sank to her knees, tugging my pants down in one fluid motion, her lips brushing against through the thin fabric of my underwear. The sensation was electric, my body responding instantly, a tightening coil of desire.
"Now," I said, my voice low and rough, my hands cupping her cheeks as I looked down at her, "take it out and suck it hard."
"Yeah…" Lyra breathed, her fingers hooking into the waistband of my underwear. With a gentle tug, she freed , my dick springing forth before her. Her eyes widened, a mix of hunger and adoration in her gaze.
"I missed this so much," she murmured, her hand wrapping gently around , stroking with a tenderness that belied the intensity of the mont. "And to think it's our Hero Zero's… I'm even more vulnerable for it." Her words were a playful confession, her voice thick with emotion as she leaned forward, her lips parting to take in.
I threaded my fingers through her hair, holding her gently but firmly. "Yeah," I said, a grin tugging at my lips, "let the show begin."
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