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Neo lay on his back in the afterglow of battle, his broad shoulders pressed into the cool floor, the hard planes of his chest rising and falling. Metatron straddled his face without hesitation, her full thighs framing his head. She lowered her slick folds onto his mouth and let out a soft moan the second his tongue dragged through her.

"That’s it," she breathed, rolling her hips so her clit ground against his tongue. "Lick me properly. Don’t you dare stop."

Neo’s hands gripped the soft curve of her ass and pulled her tighter. He licked deep, tasting her, feeling the way her inner walls fluttered every time he flicked the tip of his tongue against that swollen bud. From his view he saw the heavy sway of her breasts above him, nipples tight and dark, and the way her stomach tensed each time pleasure spiked through her.

Greenla shifted to his right side and settled her round ass against his hand. Neo didn’t need telling. He pushed two thick fingers straight into her tight asshole. She gasped and pushed back hard.

"Fuck—yes," Greenla hissed. "Stretch me. I want to feel every knuckle."

He worked his fingers in and out, curling them, listening to the wet sounds her body made. Her ass clenched around him, hot and greedy. She looked down at his muscled arm, the veins standing out as he pumped into her, and bit her lip hard enough to leave marks.

On his left, Bilial hugged his other arm tight against her soft breasts and guided his hand between her thighs. Neo slid two fingers into her dripping pussy without missing a beat. She was soaked, walls gripping him the second he entered.

"Harder," Bilial whispered against his shoulder, voice shaky. "I want to come on your hand while you eat her out."

He fingered her deep and steady, thumb circling her clit. Bilial’s hips jerked. She stared at the strong line of his jaw working under Metatron’s pussy and felt another rush of wetness coat his fingers.

Ureil had been riding him, her huge breasts bouncing with every drop of her hips. Neo’s cock was buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open. When he finally came, thick ropes flooding her womb, she cried out and kept grinding until every pulse faded. Heat flooded his body a second later. Strength returned in a rush. The healing washed through his muscles, knitting what little fatigue remained.

Neo sat up, carefully pulling free of the three women around him. He rolled Ureil onto her back and settled between her spread thighs. His cock, still hard and glistening, lined up with her cum-filled entrance. He pushed in slow, watching her eyes flutter.

"Look at me," he said.

Ureil did. She watched the way his broad shoulders flexed, the thick muscles of his arms braced on either side of her head, the hard ridges of his abs as he began to thrust. Every stroke made her massive breasts sway and slap together. The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the room.

"You’re so deep," she moaned. "I can feel you in my stomach."

Neo fucked her hard and steady, eyes locked on the way her tits bounced. He came inside her again, grinding deep while she clenched around him and milked every drop.

He pulled out, still hard, and grabbed Metatron by the hips. He flipped her onto all fours and pushed into her tight asshole in one long stroke. Metatron’s back arched.

"Shit—yes," she gasped. "Use my ass. Fill it."

Neo gripped her waist and pounded into her. From his view he watched his cock disappear into her pink hole, watched her cheeks jiggle with every thrust. Metatron looked back over her shoulder, staring at the powerful roll of his hips, the sweat running down the hard lines of his chest, the way his muscled thighs flexed. She pushed back to meet him until he buried himself and came, flooding her ass.

Next he took Greenla in missionary. He hooked her legs over his shoulders so her ass lifted off the floor and drove into her pussy with deep, punishing strokes. Greenla’s eyes stayed fixed on his face and the thick cock stretching her. She came hard around him, walls fluttering, and Neo followed a few thrusts later, painting her insides white.

Bilial got the mating press. Neo folded her in half, knees to her shoulders, and slammed into her. She could only moan and take it, staring up at the pure strength in his body—the heavy muscles of his arms and shoulders, the way sweat ran down the deep cut of his abs. When he came, she felt every pulse and clenched around him like she never wanted to let go.

An hour later Neo finally slowed. He looked around at the four women. All of them were marked, both holes leaking thick ropes of his cum that ran down their thighs and pooled beneath them. Their bodies were flushed, breasts heaving, eyes half-lidded and satisfied.

He cleaned himself first, then took his time wiping them down with steady hands. When they stirred and began to dress, none of them spoke much. The air still smelled of sex and sweat. They pulled their clothes back on in silence and followed him out.

They walked together toward the army’s main building. Neo kept a steady pace. The four women stayed close at his back, shoulders brushing his occasionally, still riding the quiet high of what had just happened.

Gabriel’s office door was open. Neo stepped inside and set the heavy key of the main factory engine on her desk. Gabriel looked at it, then at him, and gave a short nod.

"You killed the leader, I take it."

Her gaze moved past him to the four women standing in the doorway. All of them looked thoroughly fucked and content. Gabriel’s mouth curved into a knowing grin.

"They seem happy. What did you do to them?"

Neo met her eyes and grinned back. "The same thing I did to you."

Gabriel’s breath caught. She coughed once, looking away for a second. "Right. Well." She cleared her throat and moved on. "The main attacking group’s members all went ill for some reason. The leader gave me permission to transfer part of their quests to you."

Neo nodded.

"You’ve killed two hundred twenty-seven demons in the factory," Gabriel continued. "The mana stones will be sent to your room later. As for the next quest—it’s more dangerous."

"What is it?" Neo asked.

"There’s a water system the demons took over. It’s a vital point, much bigger than the factory. There will be a lot of protection around it."

Bilial stepped forward slightly. "Why more protection?"

Gabriel glanced at her. "Because that water system is the main one, along with two others that guarantee the city’s water. The energy factory you destroyed was just one of many dozens."

Neo’s eyes widened a fraction. He nodded once. "Let’s go."

The four women fell in behind him without question. Gabriel watched the group leave. A small smile stayed on her face until the thought hit her—Neo would leave one day. The smile froze. She made a quiet decision then and there. Once he returned from this quest, she would call him to her bedroom and give him the best night of his life.

Neo and the others moved through the streets toward the cliff region. The water-system building sat in the middle of a wide cleared zone. No cover. No bushes. Anyone approaching could be seen from a mile away.

Neo rubbed his forehead, thinking. Then the idea settled.

He dropped to one knee and started digging. Four meters straight down. The others joined without being asked—Metatron, Greenla, Bilial, and Ureil all working beside him. Dirt flew. The tunnel took shape. They dug horizontally toward the building.

The air grew hotter the deeper they went. Ureil wiped sweat from her brow.

"We’re digging sideways. Why is it getting hotter?"

Neo felt it too. "Must be the building’s energy source. We’re heading right for it."

He turned the tunnel, angling away. The temperature dropped almost at once. Bilial’s eyes widened.

"You’re right."

They kept digging until the wall ahead gave way. Neo pushed through first and stepped into the building. Red alerts flashed across every panel. A loud siren began to wail.

"Shit."

He sprinted for the old service tunnels, the others close behind. He dug again, faster this time, until he reached the core energy source. One hard strike and it shattered. Sparks flew. The siren cut off mid-wail.

Neo ran back the way they had come, heart steady. He found the group waiting and gave a short nod. He caught Greenla’s wrist and pulled her forward.

"Follow me. Stay close."

He checked the system map as they moved. Red dots marked the demons. He chose turns that kept them clear, weaving through narrow halls until they reached a tight tunnel—wide enough for only one person at a time. Beyond it lay the main control chamber packed with computers.

Neo opened the system interface and scrolled. Fifty automatic laser machine guns appeared in a neat stack. He set them in a dense lattice across the chamber entrance so that blue targeting lines filled every gap leading to the exit.

"Stay in this room," he told the four women. "Don’t leave."

Then he turned and ran.

He checked the system again while he moved. The red dots reached the tunnel mouth and stopped dying one after another. Neo grinned. The plan was working.

He rubbed his forehead once more, already thinking ahead. The next step was clear. He needed to find the water-building leader and kill him before the remaining demons could regroup. Then he would make a plan to finish the job and bomb the whole building.

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