Chapter 112: Harem?

Leon didn’t give any warning and activated his mana body enhancement, and his figure vanished from his spot, reaching her in an instant. He disarmed the sword she was striking the air with, precision and focus etched into her form. Her body jerked up in surprise for a moment.

But when she noticed him, her expression softened as she forgot about her training and embraced him in a warm hug.

Leon picked her up in a princess carry as soft giggles escaped from Seraphine’s mouth, as she knew what was going to happen and had been craving it for so long, since it had been months for her without doing it with him.

He was aware of that fact.

Leon knew exactly what Seraphine wanted—the way her body responded, the heat in her gaze, the way her hands moved with purpose. He didn’t let her wait. He was just as ready.

He carried her straight to their king-sized bed and laid her down with practiced ease, already tugging her t-shirt up and over her head, and masterfully peeled away the other fabric clinging to her body. The soft cloth slid from her skin like a whisper, revealing every flawless inch beneath. Her chest rose and fell quickly, flushed, her thighs parting the moment she hit the bed.

At the same time, Seraphine was already working at his pants, eager hands tugging them down until his thick, long cock sprang free—nine inches, heavy and hard, leaking slightly from anticipation.

She bit her lip at the sight of it. "Let me taste you first."

He didn’t argue.

She dropped to her knees, taking him into her mouth without hesitation.

Slrp... glck... slrrrp...

Her lips stretched wide around his thickness, one hand stroking the base while her tongue circled the head. She gagged slightly as she pushed herself deeper, drool slipping from her lips, dripping down his shaft and chin.

Leon groaned, fingers tightening in her hair. "That’s it... just like that..."

She kept going, wet and eager, loving the weight of him on her tongue, until his hips began to twitch. But just before he could release, he grabbed her chin and pulled her back with a wet

pop

.

"Not yet," he growled. "I’m not cumming anywhere but inside you."

He lifted her easily, laying her back again. She was already soaked, her body hot and aching for him.

He climbed between her legs, lined himself up, and drove into her with one slow, firm thrust—

schlick...

—stretching her completely.

"F-Fuck—Leon..." she gasped, eyes rolling back as he filled her.

"You take me so well," he murmured, starting to move. His thrusts were deep, controlled, dragging every thick inch through her soaked heat.

Slap... slap... squelch...

Round one started slow but built fast. Their moans echoed in the room, her legs wrapped tight around him, her nails clawing at his back as she came hard beneath him, his cock still pistoning inside.

Round two began before she caught her breath.

Leon flipped her over, pulling her hips up and fucking her from behind—harder, deeper. Her cries turned into choked screams as his cock slammed into her over and over.

Smack! Slap! Slrrrp!

"Gods—Leon! Yes—just like that!"

Round three, she was on top, riding him fast and desperate. Her hips bounced, her breasts heaved, and his hands gripped her thighs as he thrust up into her from below.

"You’re so fucking perfect," he growled, groaning as she clenched around him.

Round four, they were side by side, his cock sliding into her slowly from behind as he whispered filth into her ear, his hand teasing her clit until she came all over him again.

She came at least once every round—sometimes twice—until she couldn’t count anymore.

By round five, her voice was cracking, her body twitching under him, but her eyes burned with hunger. She wanted more.

Round six, he pinned her wrists above her head and fucked her fast and hard—sweat dripping from both their bodies, her legs trembling as she begged him not to stop.

Schlap! Schlick! Slap!

Round seven pushed her past her edge. He had her on her stomach, her face buried in the sheets, her hips held high as he drove into her harder than before. She screamed into the pillow, her body writhing, her thighs soaked, his cock pounding her without mercy.

"L-Leon—I can’t—ahhn—I can’t—!"

"You can," he growled behind her. "You will."

And she did.

She came one final time—loud, raw, uncontrollable—and her entire body gave out, legs shaking violently as she collapsed beneath him.

Leon groaned, burying himself deep as he finally came, emptying himself inside her with thick, hot spurts, his cock twitching as he grunted through his release.

He gently pulled out, watching his cum spill from between her trembling thighs.

Seraphine lay completely still, her chest rising and falling fast, her lips parted, eyes fluttering—until they finally closed. A faint smile remained on her face.

She had passed out.

Leon gathered her close, holding her against his chest, her skin slick and warm, her body soft in his arms.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead, his voice low.

"You lasted longer than I expected... but you’re mine until the very end."

And finally, after seven rounds, he let her sleep.

But in the next instant, the dimensional space magic worked like a charm, as her body got completely back to a new state, her eyes open now.

Looking at his thick, long, veiny nine-inch hard cock, Seraphine wanted to experience the pleasure again as it was just too good of a feeling, but she knew she couldn’t do that.

Instead, she opted for lying on the bed together with him, while being hugged by his naked body, feeling his monster between her ass. It felt too relaxing. She usually liked to sleep that way.

While hugging her warm, naked body, his hand naturally fondling her soft boobs, Leon asked the question once again—whose answer surprised him a bit the first time he timidly mentioned it, fearing she’d go crazy.

"Seraphine, are you sure you won’t go crazy when I start building my harem?"

Seraphine didn’t even turn to look at his face and said it in a serious voice—just her normal, plain voice filled with love—as she counted correctly, this was the thirteenth time he had asked her the same question over the course of many years.

"No. Did you really see me as some psycho? How many times do I have to tell you—for someone as handsome and abnormally talented as you, it’s only natural you’d attract attention from many beautiful and capable women. And it’s not weird that you want to build your own harem. It’s quite common, and I don’t mind it, as rejecting it would only be selfish."

She paused and decided to mention something she hadn’t told him before.

"And my Leon, I know you quite well. You won’t give up on building your harem even if I reject you. Rather than waiting for the day I discover some secret of yours, wouldn’t it be much better to accept something that was going to happen sooner or later? Your master is not selfish. She takes priority over what her lovely disciple wants. And the fact you’re telling me this beforehand only makes me feel quite special and important."

She turned her body, his thick hard cock poking against her stomach, an intense swirl in her eyes.