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Neo watched Luna’s laugh roll through her as she sat astride him, her white hair spilling over her shoulders. She gathered the long strands in one hand and lifted them high, baring the full weight of her brown breasts. The soft flesh shifted with the motion, nipples still tight from earlier.

"I like that look of yours, my disciple," she said, voice low and warm. "Alright. I agree. Let your dick out of my pussy."

She rose on her strong thighs. Neo’s cock slid free with a wet sound, the shaft flushed dark red and glistening. Thick ropes of cum stretched between them before breaking and spilling from her open folds in a heavy, slow drip. The mess painted her inner thighs and dripped onto his stomach.

Alvina stepped forward at once. Her eyes were fixed on the sight, jaw tight. She had watched every woman before her take him, and the memory burned. She needed something better. Something that would mark him.

Her mind went back years. A full-moon night. She had been small, sneaking through the halls, and found her grandmother with a barbarian warrior. The man had slain a great wolf that day. The old woman had taken him as reward. Little Alvina had frozen in the doorway and watched her grandmother push her ass down onto the man’s cock and then go completely still. Only the muscles deep inside her moved—tight, rhythmic squeezes that milked him without a single thrust of the hips. The warrior had come harder than Alvina had ever seen a man come. Afterward people called her grandmother the Man-Milker.

Alvina closed her eyes now. The same blood ran in her. The skill had to be there, sleeping. She reached for it.

A vision answered. Her grandmother’s face appeared, calm and knowing.

"What is wrong, daughter?"

Alvina spoke the truth. She would lose if she could not do more.

The old woman laughed softly. "Do not copy mine simply because it was good. Search your own way. You may awaken something stronger."

"Really?"

"Yes. Focus only on making the one you love feel the most pleasure. The technique will come."

Alvina nodded. The vision faded. She opened her eyes, climbed onto Neo’s lap, and guided his still-hard cock into her. The thick head stretched her open. She sank down until he filled her completely.

"What are you planning?" Neo asked, hands settling on the curve of her hips.

Alvina grinned. "My own technique."

She used the power in her thighs and began to ride him hard. Her huge brown ass rose and fell, slamming down so that the soft flesh bounced against his balls with wet, heavy smacks. Each drop took him deeper. Neo’s teeth clenched.

"What did you do?"

She laughed, breathless. "Magic."

"Literal magic?"

"As literal as it gets. I am using the most primitive form of my mana. It forms an invisible grip around your dick and keeps squeezing. That is exactly what it means."

Neo’s hands tightened. He slapped one full cheek hard enough to leave a red print. The impact made her ass ripple. She arched her back and cursed under her breath.

"Grandmother... if you were still alive I am sure you would have fallen in love with this dick."

Neo thrust up to meet her. His muscled legs and arms flexed with every drive. Broad shoulders strained. Sweat ran down the hard lines of his chest. Alvina’s eyes stayed locked on him—on the way his body worked beneath her, the thick veins in his arms, the dark flush of his cock each time it disappeared inside her.

She felt every ridge, every pulse. The mana grip tightened and released in a steady rhythm that milked him without pause. Wet sounds filled the room—schlick, slap, schlick. Her own moans mixed with the noise.

Neo’s control finally broke. He drove up with everything he had, every muscle in his body locking. Hot cum flooded her in thick, endless spurts. It overflowed at once, spilling down over his balls and onto the sheets. Alvina’s toes curled hard. She kept bouncing through the climax, chasing every last drop.

Lin’s hand landed on her shoulder.

"Hey, you. Stop. Your turn is already over."

Alvina nodded, reluctant. She lifted off him. Neo’s cock slipped free, still half-hard and shiny with their mixed fluids. A heavy stream of cum leaked from her and trailed down her thighs.

The other three women were already waiting. They traded places without pause. One after another they took him—mouth, pussy, ass—until Neo’s cock was flushed deep red from constant use. He fucked each of them in turn, hands roaming over soft breasts, narrow waists, and full hips. He watched their faces twist in pleasure, felt their bodies clamp and flutter around him, heard the wet slap of skin and the broken, filthy words they spilled.

When the last of them finally climbed off, Neo sat back and looked at the five women. Cum leaked from every hole he had used. Their skin shone with sweat. Their eyes were soft and satisfied.

He cleaned them himself. Careful fingers, a damp cloth, gentle pressure. He wiped every trace from their pussies and asses until they were clean again. Then he helped each one into her clothes, smoothing fabric over still-sensitive skin.

One by one they walked out of his room. Each of them moved like the space belonged to her. Neo watched them go, then dropped onto the bed and exhaled. For the first time in a long while his cock felt truly spent—used until there was nothing left.

He closed his eyes and slept for thirty minutes.

A loud clash of metal jerked him awake. He sat up fast, scanning the room for an intruder or a fight. Nothing. The sound came from farther away. The training room.

Neo rose, pulled on trousers, and walked the corridors of Nyx Castle until he reached the training arena.

Alvina was already there, moving like a storm. Luna and Mikasa trained beside her with the same fierce intensity, trying to match her speed and strength. They could not.

Neo stood silent for a long moment, watching.

An idea settled in his mind. He remembered the demonification the Black Fang had forced on Tara—the method, the power it gave, and the side effects. If he could copy the core of it and strip away the danger, the result would be a pill. Safe. Controlled. He could give that pill to both Mikasa and Luna.

If anyone could craft such a thing, it was Veya.

Neo turned and ran toward her laboratory, the one newly built inside Nyx Castle.

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