Chapter 307: Love and Lust (R-18) - Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Aurelia’s cry cracked through the chamber— it was raw, needy, and triumphant all at once.

Ash didn’t give her time to adjust.

He fucked her hard—fast—relentless—each thrust driving deep enough to make her whole-body jolt forward, her small breasts dragging across silk, nipples scraping with every impact.

PAH!

The wet sound of skin on skin echoed obscenely—his hips snapping against her ass, balls slapping against her clit with every punishing stroke.

Aurelia’s hands scrabbled at the sheets—nails tearing silk—mouth open in a continuous stream of broken pleas.

"OH YES I LOVE IT!:

"PLEASE RUIN ME.... BREAK ME!"

PAH!

Her defiance cracked—voice turning high and desperate—body shaking as she pushed back to meet every thrust, chasing the brutal rhythm like she was starving for it.

Ash yanked her hair harder—arching her further—freeing her throat for his mouth.

He bit down on the side of her neck—teeth sinking in just shy of breaking skin—growling low against her pulse.

"You wanted to challenge me, but now you’re shaking like a little bitch?"

Now, Ash he didn’t really like calling his women out of their names.... but if they wanted it, then why not?

PAH!

He pushed forward with another brutal thrust—deep enough to make her scream. He slapped her ass as her spoke again.

"Make sure you take it all!"

He fucked her through four orgasms like that—doggy style—leaving her body jerking and spasming around him.

When her legs began to give out—trembling too hard to hold her up—he flipped her again.

Into missionary.

He shoved her onto her back—grabbed both ankles—and pushed her legs up and back until her knees framed her face, folding her in half.

For these beings... flexibility was obviously nothing special. He folded her completely... until her heels nearly touched the silk above her head— leaving her pussy exposed, dripping, clenching around nothing.

He slammed back inside—deeper than before—angle brutal, relentless.

Aurelia’s eyes rolled back—mouth open in a silent scream—then the sound tore free.

"ASH FUCK! THAT’S TOO DEEP—TOO MUCH—PLEA—!"

She came again—hard—walls clamping down like a vice, gushing around him, soaking his hips and the sheets beneath them.

Ash didn’t slow not one bit... he knew she had much more energy left.... So, he fucked her through it—through the next one—through the one after that—until she was nothing but a trembling, babbling mess beneath him.

"Beg," he growled—voice dark, commanding.

Aurelia’s defiance was gone—shattered—only need remained.

"Please Ash—cum in me—fill me—give me a child!"

Her voice cracked—high and broken—legs shaking in his grip. Ash thrust once—twice—then buried himself to the hilt and came.

"UGH FUCK, YOU’RE SO FUCKING TIGHT!"

Thick, hot ropes flooded her—spurt after spurt—filling her until it leaked out around his cock, dripping down her ass and onto the silk below.

Aurelia screamed—body convulsing—another orgasm ripping through her as she felt him claim her completely.

When he finally pulled out—slowly—cum and her slick glistening on his length—she collapsed—legs falling open, chest heaving, eyes glazed and unfocused.

Ash looked down at her—golden eyes dark with satisfaction.

Then his gaze lifted—sweeping across the sea of waiting women.

And the rest of the women surged forth as they could no longer wait.

Madison moved first—with feral impatience.

She lunged low—crawling the last few feet on all fours as she crawled from his feet up to his thigh.

Ash sat down on the bed with a grin as he licked his lips looking at this wife of his. Madison, the previous Daughter of the Beast Progenitor, had quite the tale... much like a few others.

However, right now he was more focused on the dark hair and bestial gaze she was giving him.

Her nails dug into his hips—hard enough to leave crescent marks—as she ground down shamelessly, letting her slick folds sliding along his skin, leaving a wet trail.

She bit down on his hipbone—teeth sinking in just shy of breaking skin—then dragged her tongue towards the length of his cock in one long, rough stroke, tasting Aurelia and him together.

"You claimed me.... Now, do your job. Fuck me like a beast!," she snarled and as she moved upward and positioned her self over his cock.

She didn’t wait for permission—she reached down, aligned him, and sank down in one brutal drop.

"Fuuuck—!"

Her head snapped back—eyes rolling—body shuddering as she took him to the hilt.... And then it began...

PAH!

She rode him hard—fast and beastly— her hips snapped down with punishing force, nails raking bloody lines down his chest that healed instantly.

Every thrust ended in a wet slap—her ass bouncing, athletic thighs quivering, and moans turning into feral growls as she chased her peak like a predator devouring prey.

"Like a beast huh?" Ash said as he gripped her waist.

The he met her downward strokes with upward thrusts—driving deeper, harder—until she shattered with a scream, walls clamping like a vice, gushing around him as her body locked up.

"AHHHH!!!! FUCK!"

He didn’t let her rest—flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and fucked her through the aftershocks—rough, relentless—until she came again, voice breaking into sobs of overstimulation.

Aeloris came in softer—gentle, almost shy. Though she was far more ancient.... she was still used to being a race of nature....

Yet her desires could not be held back either as she pressed against his side the moment Madison collapsed beside them, panting.

Her hands slid up his chest—in slow, reverent strokes—racing the new tattoos with feather-light touches. She kissed along his collarbone—soft, open-mouthed—then higher, along the line of his throat, whispering broken little pleas against his skin.

"Please... please let me feel you..."

Her voice trembled—as her hips rocked gently against his side in slow, rolling circles.

Ash turned to her—cupped her face with one hand—and kissed her slowly, deeply, tongue sliding against hers in a gentle dance. He lifted her effortlessly—settled her astride his lap—and guided her down inch by inch.

"No need to be so shy~"

"Ohhhh~"

Aeloris gasped—head falling forward, forehead resting against his—eyes fluttering shut as she sank onto him.

She moved slowly—hips rolling in soft, languid circles—savoring every inch, every stretch, every pulse. Her hands framed his face—thumbs stroking his cheekbones—soft moans spilling into his mouth with every gentle rise and fall.

"Please... deeper... just a little more..."

Ash obliged—hands on her hips, guiding her down until she was seated fully, then rocked up into her with slow, deep thrusts that made her tremble.

She came quietly—body locking up, walls fluttering around him in soft pulses.

Not long after Rune and Lady Truth arrived together—both kneeling before him the moment Aeloris slid off to the side, still trembling.

Rune leaned in first—her pupilless white eyes wide and pleading—lips brushing the tip of his cock in a soft, reverent kiss before she took him into her mouth.

SLURP!

She sucked slowly—tongue swirling—hands braced on his thighs, nails digging in as she bobbed with careful devotion.

Lady Truth pressed against his side—silver-purple hair spilling over his shoulder—mouth hot on his neck, sucking hard enough to bruise.

Her hand joined Rune’s—stroking what Rune’s mouth couldn’t reach—fingers curling around the base, twisting gently in time with Rune’s rhythm.

They worked him in perfect tandem—Rune’s mouth wet and warm, Lady Truth’s hand firm and knowing—until Ash’s hips jerked once, then twice.

"Take it my little tyrant~"

He spilled down Rune’s throat—she swallowed greedily—eyes rolling back—while Lady Truth milked every last drop with slow, deliberate strokes.

Rune pulled off with a wet gasp—then looked up at him with dark, pleading eyes.

Ash didn’t speak.

He simply he lifted her—effortless—turned her around—and bent her over onto the bed.

Rune braced on her forearms—ass raised high—back arched in perfect submission.

Ash aligned himself and thrust in—slow at first, letting her feel every inch—then harder, deeper, hips snapping forward with controlled brutality.

PAH!

Rune cried out—voice high and broken—pushing back to meet every thrust, nails tearing silk beneath her palms.

"More! This... it’s exactly what I dream...ed it to be! —"

Rune, she had chosen Ash over her very Clan....

It all started from a simple kiss back at the convergence. Seeing his immense strength... and when the choice arose, she chose herself over her clan’s foolishness.

Hearing her Ash obliged—hand grabbing a handful of her dark hair, yanking her head back until her throat arched—other hand gripping her hip hard enough to leave fingerprints that faded almost instantly.

He fucked her relentlessly—deep, punishing strokes that made her whole body jolt forward— her breasts swaying, thighs trembling—until she came with a scream, walls clamping down like a vice, gushing around him.

"OHHHH~"

Only then did he pull out—still hard, still glistening—and turned to Lady Truth.

She was already on her back—legs spread wide—silver-purple hair fanned out like a halo, pink eyes glowing with need.

"Fuck me Ash.... show me what my Granddaughter and Sisters have enjoyed so much," she whispered—voice rough, commanding even in submission.

Ash knelt between her thighs—gripped her ankles—and pushed her legs back until her knees framed her face, folding her in half much like he did with Aurelia.

He slammed in—deep, brutal—angle perfect for hitting every sensitive spot.

Lady Truth gasped—back arching off the silk—nails raking down his arms.

"OHHH TOO DE—"

He fucked her hard—fast—each thrust driving her into the mattress, breasts bouncing, moans turning into sharp cries.

She came quickly—walls fluttering, body locking up—then again—then again—until she was trembling, oversensitive, begging incoherently.

Ash pulled out—still untouched by exhaustion—and turned to Fay and Sia. Two women who’d came a long way since being inside of his Dimension....

Though they still hadn’t technically won over his women, it was only a matter of time.

They knelt side by side—green and blue hair mingling—eyes wide and reverent.

Fay reached him first—soft hands sliding up his thighs—lips brushing the tip in a gentle kiss before she took him into her mouth.

Sia joined—tongue flicking along the underside—then they worked together—mouths meeting around him, tongues tangling, soft moans vibrating against his skin.

Ash let them worship for a moment—hands gentle in their hair—then pulled them up.

He laid Fay on her back—legs spread—and entered her slowly—deep—letting her feel every inch.

She gasped—back arching—hands clutching his shoulders.

"Please... more..."

He gave it to her—slow, deep thrusts that made her tremble—then faster—harder—until she came with a soft cry, walls fluttering around him.

Sia climbed onto his back—legs wrapping around his waist—pressing her breasts against him, lips on his neck.

Ash turned—still buried in Fay—and pulled Sia around to face him.

He lifted her—aligned her—placing her face down on top of Fay.

Both women moaned—bodies pressed together, lips meeting in a messy kiss below him.

He fucked them both—alternating thrusts—deep into Fay, then up into Sia—hands gripping hips, guiding them—until they came together—moans blending into one long, trembling cry.

Ash stilled—buried deep—letting them ride the aftershocks.

Then—slowly—he pulled out.

His gaze swept the chamber once more—taking in every flushed face, every trembling body, every pair of eyes still locked on him.

And the hunger in his golden gaze only deepened.

He wasn’t finished.

Not even close..... They had years left of this after all.