The World Is Mine For The Taking

I’d made a promise to the Shadows—that I’d finally take their virginities after the battle. Fortunately, none of them had fallen, though it was no surprise that after a clash like that, we all needed rest. I’d told them to take their time recovering, and once we had, it was time for me to make good on my word.

I lounged in the vast bath, easily large enough to hold fifty more people without feeling cramped, and sank into the hot spring, letting its warmth seep into my bones. The heat relaxed every muscle, making me feel as if I could melt right into it.

Then, the door to the bath opened, and one by one, twelve women filed in, each wrapped in nothing but thin towels barely covering their curves. It was technically a mixed bath now, though I was the only one with the privilege of seeing these beauties bare before me.

My gaze drifted first to the Shadows. Sandra caught my eye. We’d already shared a bed, so I gave her a knowing look. But as I let my eyes linger on Bernadette, Krista, Isabelle, and Juliette, I noticed them all blush deeply, their faces and necks warming with anticipation. The other Shadows were more collected—except for Robyn, who walked in with her hands over her face, trying to hide, though she couldn’t resist peeking through the cracks in her fingers. The three Dryads, now part of the Shadows, seemed unfazed, their bodies relaxed as they joined the others.

A few more women had joined us—Titania and Trill stood together, and, to my surprise, Charlotte as well.

"We’re here to watch!" Titania declared with a spark of enthusiasm, even giving a little fist pump. "Right, Trill?" She turned to Trill, who was wrapped tightly in her own towel.

"Y-yes," Trill murmured, her cheeks tinted pink. "I’m… curious. I know the basics, but I’ve never seen… mating." Her tail flicked nervously, straightening then tucking between her legs as she blushed.

"So basically, she wants to learn it so she can get it right when you two finally do it," Titania added with a smirk.

Trill’s face turned even redder, her embarrassment evident as she looked away. "Nia, you don’t have to tell him that!"

"It’s not good to hide your feelings, Trill," Titania chided lightly, a playful grin still on her lips.

My attention shifted to Robyn, who still hid her face, though her curious eyes peeked through her fingers. "I-I’m going to watch too," she stammered, sounding both embarrassed and determined.

"It’s not an issue," I assured her, "but are you sure?"

"I… I’m curious," she admitted, her face growing warmer. "I want to… learn too… for when, well…"

I smiled, catching her meaning. So she was finally considering becoming my woman, then? Even though we barely knew each other, she seemed to be the type who might fall for the smallest kindness. I could see how she could’ve ended up with the wrong type, maybe someone who’d ruin her life. I’d much rather keep her with me than let her fall for some selfish bastard.

All of them were here. The only one missing was Aegis, but then, she rarely mingled with me and my women, and this scene was probably enough to keep her far away.

As I looked over at Charlotte, she flushed when my gaze settled on her, though she quickly turned away. Ever since the battle against the Eclipse, I’d noticed a change in her demeanor. First, she’d grown clingy—pressing her body against mine at every opportunity. At first, I’d been puzzled, but now I was starting to piece it together. Then, there was the way she’d started glancing at me, her face pink and her gaze lingering a bit too long. If I couldn’t see that she was falling for me, I’d have to be as dense as a rock. It seemed obvious now, though I couldn’t pinpoint exactly when her feelings shifted. My guess? Sometime during that battle.

I couldn’t exactly blame her, considering the depth of betrayal she’d experienced. If that was enough to sway her feelings, though, it made me wonder if her love for Sesillian was as strong as either of us had believed. Maybe I’d already carved a place in her heart without realizing it, a presence that seeped in deeply enough to shift her affections. Whatever the case, it didn’t bother me. The only question left was what she’d do once these sessions of ours ended. Would she stay with me, even after the arrangement that had her essentially selling herself to me was over? I knew that now I’d become a part of her she wouldn’t easily forget.

There was just one session left before her "service" to me would be over, and she’d be free to choose if she wanted to come back on her own.

"Master," Sandra’s voice broke my thoughts, drawing my attention to her. Somehow, she looked even more stunning than usual. Her hair had grown longer, and her figure was lean and toned—enough muscle to highlight her strength without sacrificing her curves. She was the definition of sensual, her body taut and inviting. "We Shadows have been serving you, guarding you, gathering intelligence, handling the things that only we can so you could stay focused.

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But today… today, we wish to serve you in another way."

The Shadows, minus Robyn, undid their towels. The fabric slid off their bodies in a slow, graceful descent, revealing bare skin beneath. Some of them looked flushed, hands fidgeting as if instinctively wanting to cover themselves, but they were clearly resolved. The heat of the spring seemed to intensify, and I could feel my dick hardening just from looking at them.

Sandra stepped forward first. Her body was… extraordinary. I’d taken her many times now, and her body had transformed, every curve and line more pronounced, carrying a maturity that hadn’t been there before.

The three Dryads stood next to each other, each of them exuding a raw, undeniable sex appeal. Lixis, the eldest, had the largest breasts, her curves generous and almost unreal. Morthea, with her hourglass shape, looked like a living masterpiece, elegant yet tantalizing. Almea, smaller in stature, couldn’t match the other two in sheer size, but she had her own kind of allure, a delicate beauty that was no less captivating.

I turned my gaze to Bernadette next. She was enchanting in a different way, her beauty softened by a warmth that melted at even the gentlest touch. Just a pat on her head would have her melting with delight, like an eager pet craving affection. Each of them possessed a beauty all her own, yet Bernadette’s curvaceous figure was breathtaking. Her ample breasts accentuated the fullness of her form, their size and shape perfectly complementing her feminine, rounded hips, which seemed made to draw attention. Her ass, generous and perfectly shaped, made her the epitome of fertility, practically begging to be held.

Then there was Juliette, whose unique allure stood out even among them all. Her breasts were the largest in the group, with a distinct, exotic twist—their nipples were inverted, tucked subtly within the soft areola. Rather than detracting from her appeal, this only added a sense of mystery and erotic charm to her voluptuous form. Her figure, full and ripe, was inherently different, her curves explained by the blood of the cow-beast race that coursed through her veins. She was voluptuous yet firm, meaty yet balanced, her heritage manifesting in every inch of her soft, sensual body.

Isabelle, in contrast, held herself with a stoic grace, exuding the air of a stern older sister, one who’d readily scold but ultimately care deeply. Her body, honed by training, was sculpted to near perfection. Her breasts, as full as Sandra’s and Bernadette’s, had a firmer shape, not prone to bounce yet no less appealing. Isabelle’s body was lean and toned—not overly muscular, but refined in a way that highlighted every contour. Her elegance and poise made her exceptionally sexy in her own way.

Lastly, there was Krista, whose wildness added to her allure. A member of the wolf-beast clan, she bore soft, short fur on her arms, which ended in paw-like hands, each digit tipped with a delicate claw. Her slight tan and rugged edge were a nod to her beastly roots, adding a raw, untamed look to her shapely figure. Her ample breasts only added to the primal attraction she radiated, creating a fierce, captivating beauty.

As I looked over each of them, the heat intensified in my veins, all the blood in my body surging downward, filling me with a nearly uncontrollable lust. My shaft pulsed in response, hardening as I drank in the sight of their bare bodies.

"W-Wa…" Robyn’s voice broke through the haze. She peeked out from between her fingers, her face still shielded by her hands, watching as the women lined up, exposed and ready before me. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Oh, it’s getting hot!" Titania chimed in, her voice weirdly excited as she watched the scene unfold.

Sandra stepped forward with a confident smile, her eyes locked onto mine. "Now then, Master," she said, closing the distance between us. "I’ll show them what it means to be with you. I’ll go first, if that’s alright?"

I didn’t need words. My nod alone gave her permission.

Sandra drew close, her hands resting firmly on my shoulders as she steadied herself. Her hips lowered, positioning herself over my eager, throbbing dick, her wet pussy enveloping me inch by inch.