Chapter 121 - Morning After the Four-Way Fuck Fest
“Huh.”
What the hell. I didn’t remember sleeping at all.
“Daron, you up?”
“Ack, cold!”
A chunk of icy metal pressed against my cheek. I jolted awake and saw Ray holding a canteen to my face.
“Drink.”
“Thanks.”
The cool water finally pried my sleepy eyes open. Looking around, I spotted Grace and Elinne getting dressed over there. Looked like they were prepping to head out. As for me... buck naked. Glancing down, my dick was bright red. Still soft, but that color told the tale of how brutal last night had been.
“Dick-for-brains Daron.”
“Ugh.”
Ray’s mocking grin brought back the moment I’d blacked out. Kelly had ridden me raw all goddamn night. She’d kept slamming her hips down in cowgirl, refusing to stop even after I’d blown my load. Only after I’d cum another ten times did she finally collapse with me.
“Haa.”
Sure, she’d fucked me senseless the second I weakened. But losing a straight-up sex battle? That was humiliating enough on its own. The only other woman who’d ever neutralized me with pussy... was Kelly, number two.
“Dick-for-brains Daron. Ego bruised?”
“You wanna keep teasing?”
“W-wait.”
I yanked Ray’s clothes up and shoved her panties aside in one go. Then I plunged my fingers into her cunt and stirred. Her hymen hadn’t regenerated yet.
“Ehehehehe♥ Ah, m-morning already?”
I’d confirmed last night her pussy had leveled up, but she still came in seconds flat.
“Ohohot♥♥”
Squiiirt!!!!!!!
Ray crumpled to the floor, legs giving out.
“Morning sex?”
“Grace, you could’ve stopped him.”
Now fully dressed, Grace smiled sweetly. “Daron getting owned isn’t something you see every day. Why would I miss the show?”
“Haha.”
Fair point. I was always the predator—getting devoured was rare.
“Hmph. World’s best, my ass. Total scrub.”
Elinne was back to trash-talking like old times. I got why—she always lost to me—but I couldn’t just let it slide. Times like this, you had to drill in the pecking order.
“Get over here.”
“Eep?”
Elinne’s massive tits were so heavy, they barely jiggled when I grabbed them. Just like with Ray, I dragged her over by the nipples and started wrecking her pussy.
“Say it again. I’m a scrub? Then what the fuck are you, you bitch!”
Come to think of it, wasn’t it time to ditch Jed for good? Jealousy flared, and I went full throttle on her cunt.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Hic♥ Ah... haaaaaah♥♥”
Elinne’s fully trained pussy betrayed her, body collapsing. But I kept tormenting her depths. She patted my arm, begging me to stop, but no mercy.
“Hiiiiku!!!!!!!”
Squiiirt!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Two women down, loud and sloppy, first thing in the morning. I picked my clothes off the floor and got dressed.
“...Why?”
“Why not touch my pussy?”
Grace hiked her skirt wide open. No panties—her twitching cunt on full display.
......
“Daron, you okay?”
“Fine.”
“Come here.”
We were grabbing a quick breakfast at the tavern next door. Ray, who’d been teasing me earlier, finally worried about my dick and channeled holy power into my crotch. The faint sting faded away.
“You’re a monster, Daron. How many loads last night?”
“At least ten per girl.”
I didn’t remember exactly, but combined? Over forty for sure.
“That’s like twenty times Jed.”
Elinne marveled again. Jed’s limit was two, three tops—so yeah, about right.
“As expected of my husband.”
“Pfft!!”
Ray choked on her food at Grace’s bold praise.
“You... really gonna marry Daron...?”
“Ray, right? Let’s drop the formalities this time. You half-ass casual sometimes anyway—full polite’s awkward.”
“Is it?”
“Yeah. We’re partners and friends serving Daron together—no need to be stiff.”
Since I’d claimed Grace, the grand duchess had been plotting our wedding like clockwork.
“Ah, marriage is still...”
Ray had her doubts—I’d heard it before. She was young, horny as hell. And teaming with Grace meant no more harem-free life.
“What about our grand mage?”
“Huh?”
Elinne, munching bread while side-eyeing us, froze at Grace’s words and glanced my way.
“That Jed guy holding you back?”
“Honestly... I think I like Jed and Daron about the same now. Ah.”
She realized I was right there, spilling her embarrassment. Face flushing, she ducked her head.
I see. Dead even now.
“Elinne.”
“U-uh... yeah?”
“Hold out as long as you can. Makes conquering you completely that much sweeter, right?”
“Tch.”
She’d admitted liking me out loud—no comeback. Step by step, I’d infiltrated her heart to get here. Smart as she was, she’d figure my words would come true soon enough.
“Ray.”
“Yeah?”
“Ever thought about having my kid?”
“W-what the fuck?”
“Dead serious.”
“Ugh.”
Having a baby. It was a roundabout way of asking if she’d marry me. A kid meant true family—no backing out. Proof of unbreakable love. Ray stroked her belly like she was imagining it.
...A faint smile.
That’s when it happened.
“Yo, still alive?”
Kelly burst into the tavern. She strode over and plopped down with us.
“Heard you dipped early ‘cause you couldn’t slack off too long.”
“More like had shit to handle.”
Kelly casually chugged from her canteen.
...That’s booze, right?
“Nah, super low proof. Basically water.”
Guess she drank liquor like water.
“Thought you’d be moping, but you look fine.”
“Was at a disadvantage, sure. But I enjoyed it too.”
“Right? That’s sex for ya!!”
Kelly bellowed “sex” loud enough for the whole tavern to stare. They recognized the foul-mouthed mercenary queen and shrugged it off. I’d lost, but last night’s fuckfest satisfied me too. I’d claimed the virginity of the strongest merc around. Process aside, I was her first man.
“So, how was it? First time, I mean.”
“Heh heh heh.”
Kelly eyed me like she wanted to devour me again—horny already.
“Moment your monster cock slid into my pussy, it hit me.”
She bragged like it was an epic tale.
“Hymen popping? Hurt less than it was... kinda zesty. Then your dick hits here.”
She tapped her belly.
“That’s my womb spot, yeah? But it didn’t stop—kept going up like BAM!”
Her hand mimicked my length, chopping upward.
“Fuck, I’d heard cocks stabbing the womb feel good, but crushing and shoving it up? First time. And that cock’s right here?”
Suddenly, her hand landed on my pants. Fabric between us, cock and palm grinding.
“Then I start shaking my ass like mad, and the more I did, the surer I got.”
“Surer?”
“Yeah. This fucker’s the man I’ve been craving. And that’s not the end?”
Her grip tightened to the edge of pain—perfect.
“Gonna keep you by my side forever.”
“...That a marriage proposal?”
“Huh. Maybe? Fine, let’s get hitched.”
“Gonna give me kids too?”
“You pups get off on knocking up bitches with your seed, huh? Conquest vibe?”
“Yeah.”
“Kyahaha! Honest fucker. Sure, sure—keep that dick solid, I’ll pop out as many as you want. And raise ‘em fucking tough. Our kids’ll be talented as hell.”
“Hold up!”
Ray cut in—the talk veered too casual, too fast. Past Grace’s wedding plans, straight to child-rearing.
“Weren’t you just after a strong guy from the start?”
“Oh, that?”
Kelly brushed it off.
“Gonna make this fucker stronger than me anyway.”
“Huh? Me stronger than you?”
“Yo, I’ll give ya the dick props, but you didn’t think a weakling like you could handle me forever, right?”
No anger—just excitement. She shoved me hard, all fire.
“Remember? I said even strong guys can’t grow a big dick. But here’s a dude with a monster cock, killer sex, and potential to get strong if I train him right?”
Yeah, she’d said that.
“Get hyped. Gonna grind you brutal till you’re a beast.”
“Brutal... grind?”
If the top merc said it...
“No veto. I’ll force it if I have to. Don’t want no small-dick, shitty-sex loser. You’re my only fuck from now on. So man up accordingly.”
“Just the order’s flipped—you’re still making me strong?”
If I got strong enough to beat her, her promise would hold.
“Yup. Oh yeah, now we’re hunting monster bosses together. Perfect. Sniff.”
Kelly pulled her hand from my crotch, sniffed the dick scent soaked in, and grinned like a fiend.
“Brace yourself. Like how you got wrecked last night... it’s gonna fucking suck.”
Fuck. Shit.