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Neo felt the Kraken’s massive limb coil tighter around his body, the wet, rubbery flesh squeezing hard enough to crack ribs. Pain flared through him, but he did not panic. He pulled pyro mana into a wave that exploded outward from his skin. The heat hit the tentacle like a blast furnace. Flesh blackened and split. Neo charged every muscle with more pyro, then released it in a single focused surge. The wave shot forward and tore the limb apart. Meat shards and steaming chunks of Kraken flesh spun away into the dark water.

He broke free and kicked hard, shooting upward. Water rushed past his face. He climbed until the surface light grew brighter and the pressure eased. High above the battlefield he hovered, chest heaving, and shouted down to Nara.

"Get as far as you can! Now!"

Nara did not hesitate. She turned and swam hard, putting distance between herself and the thrashing monster. Neo stayed at height. He opened his mana stores and began stacking pure pyro blocks, one after another, feeding them into the sealing box. Nearly a thousand blocks poured in. The box glowed white-hot in his hands. Then he did something reckless. He forced his own mana control into the box itself, crushing its size down until it became a dense, spinning core no larger than a clenched fist. The pressure of holding that much compressed power felt like lifting a mountain inside his chest. His teeth ground together. Sweat mixed with seawater on his brow.

He shifted into Torch Man mode again. The familiar fire wrapped him, but this time the form changed. Armor of living flame locked into place across his shoulders, chest, and limbs. Broad plates of heat shaped themselves over his muscled frame. He had become the Fire General. Without another word he dropped. The ocean boiled around him as he dove. He slammed into the Kraken’s body, driving pyro mana straight through its hide. The creature convulsed. Neo forced the tiny dense box into its open maw and sealed the connection with a thin, glowing pyro thread that stretched back to his hand.

He switched to Dark Monarch mode in a blink. The fire armor vanished. Shadow power rolled over him. He shot toward Nara, grabbed her around the waist, and pulled her close.

"We run. Fast."

They fled across the surface. Behind them the wounded Kraken sank, dragging its ruined body into the black depths to heal. Neo and Nara stopped only when they reached the same stretch of water they had started from. He released Dark Monarch and looked at her with a tired grin.

"Fireworks for you."

He detonated the pyro thread. The explosion ripped upward from the deep. A column of fire and steam burst through the surface. Chunks of Kraken flesh, bone, and dark blood flew high into the air before raining back down in a wet cascade. Nara’s eyes went wide.

Neo scooped her up in a princess carry, one arm under her knees, the other across her back. Her body pressed against his chest. He felt the soft weight of her breasts and the curve of her hip against his forearm.

"How about we continue the sex training inside the hotel?"

She bit her lower lip and nodded once.

They reached the small room he had rented earlier. Neo set her down, looked around at the narrow bed and tight walls, and shook his head.

"This won’t do."

He pulled out the manager’s number, the one she had given him earlier, and called. His voice stayed calm and direct as he asked her to pull strings and find them something larger. The manager agreed. Twenty minutes later the same receptionist from before knocked and stepped inside.

"Sorry, esteemed master. This is the wrong room for you."

Nara’s eyes widened again. Neo kept her in his arms as the receptionist led them down the hall to a wide VIP suite. King-sized bed, open space, soft lighting, a full kitchen counter along one wall. The receptionist paused at the door.

"I hope you two enjoy your honeymoon."

Nara’s cheeks flushed deep red.

"No, we aren’t—"

Neo cut her off by walking straight inside with her still in his arms.

"Don’t try to explain it. Maybe we get a discount for looking like a couple."

She nodded, still pink. Once the door closed she looked up at him.

"How is the sex training going to work? I’m ready to make sacrifices if it helps my life with Mark."

Neo’s grin was slow and sharp.

"Simple. We play a game."

Nara dropped her feet to the floor and stood.

"What game?"

"Hide and fuck. You hide somewhere in this big room. I search. When I catch you, I fuck you."

Her eyes lit with competitive fire. Neo counted out loud.

"One... two... three..."

By the time he reached twenty she was already gone, racing through the suite on silent feet. Neo closed his eyes and opened his system. Seventeen sensing-location skills layered over one another. Instantly he felt her heat signature, the quick beat of her heart, the soft shift of her weight as she slid under the kitchen counter.

He could have ended it right then. Instead he decided to give her a show. He walked toward the kitchen with lazy steps, calling her name in a low, almost playful voice. Then he stopped, raised his volume, and let the sound turn rough and hungry.

"Nara. Come out now. I’ll only fuck you until you lose consciousness."

Under the counter Nara’s heart hammered. That rough, angry tone left no room for doubt. He meant every word. She watched through the narrow gap as Neo’s hands went to his waist. His pants dropped. His shirt followed. He stood naked in the middle of the kitchen, broad shoulders rolling, thick arms flexing, muscled legs planted firm on the floor. Sweat still clung to the hard lines of his chest and stomach from the earlier fight. His cock hung heavy between his thighs, already thickening.

She exhaled in relief when he turned and started walking away. Then he stopped. In one sudden rush he spun, crouched, and reached under the counter. His hand locked around her head. Nara cursed under her breath.

"Shit—"

Neo dragged her out and laid her flat on the cool kitchen floor. His hands moved fast, stripping every piece of clothing from her body. Soft breasts spilled free. Her waist tapered into full hips and smooth thighs. The pink folds of her pussy were already slick. Before she could form a single complaint he positioned himself between her legs, gripped her hips, and drove his thick cock straight into her tight heat.

"Fuck—tight," he groaned, the word dragged out of his chest.

He felt every inch of her walls squeeze around him. Wet heat gripped his shaft from tip to base. Her inner muscles fluttered and clenched as he pushed deeper. Neo leaned down, wrapped both arms around her head, and held her close while he thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the kitchen. His muscled legs braced against the floor. Sweat dripped from his chest onto her soft breasts. He watched her face twist with each stroke—eyes half-lidded, mouth open, soft sounds spilling out every time his cock bottomed out.

From Nara’s view his body looked massive above her. Broad shoulders blocked the light. Hard arms caged her head. The heavy muscles of his thighs flexed with every thrust. She felt the thick length stretch her open, the blunt head rubbing deep places that made her toes curl. Heat and pressure built fast. She could smell the salt and smoke still clinging to his skin from the Kraken fight. Every time he slammed forward a wet, lewd sound echoed—*plap, plap, plap*—and a low moan tore from her throat.

Neo’s pace stayed relentless. He fucked her hard enough that her ass cheeks bounced against the floor. Her tight pussy milked him with every pull-out and every deep push. He felt the first pulse of his orgasm race up his spine. He buried himself to the hilt, groaned against her hair, and came. Hot cum flooded her in thick ropes. He kept his cock locked inside until the last spurt emptied, then slowly pulled free. A thick white trail leaked from her stretched pussy and ran down onto the floor.

Neo wiped the mess with a clean cloth while Nara stayed face-down, breathing hard, her pussy sore and still twitching. She let out a long, satisfied sigh. Neo’s open palm came down in a sharp slap across her bare ass. The sound cracked through the quiet room.

"The game didn’t finish."

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