As his hands caressed Mina's neck and he kissed her deeply, leaving her breathless, he allowed them to descend upon the two peaks.

Sensing the elasticity of her breasts, he couldn't help but squeeze violently, producing an even louder moan from the woman. Hearing the positive response, he lowered his lips to her neck, biting and licking it repeatedly since he identified it as a very sensitive zone.

But none of that compared to when his mouth reached her breasts and gently bit her right nipple. Mina's back arched immediately and trembled like electricity had passed through her body.

Incensed by how easily she orgasmed - probably aided by the aphrodisiac - Michael continued teasing her breasts, sometimes gently and sometimes violently, producing incredible results.

Forgetting that he was dealing with a first-timer, his left hand grabbed her hair, his mouth continuously tasted her breasts, while his right hand entered her panties.

For the second time, as soon as his fingers touched her soaking-wet intimate parts, her back arched and moaned even louder than before.

Moving on top of her, he used his knees to spread her legs as his hands held hers above her head. Then, releasing his hold on them, he allowed himself to taste her fully.

His lips moved from her breasts to her abdomen, and then lower to her navel, and finally, in between her legs, drinking the sweet nectar.

Mina's thighs immediately clamped onto his head, her fingers holding onto his hair as she enjoyed being eaten out.

At some point, the Necromancer's hands supported her waist and raised her lower body into the air, letting only her shoulders and head rest on the bed, his lips and tongue continuously caressing the pink pleasure button.

After a while, he realized that he lost track of time as he pleased the Priestess and saw her gasping for air with her eyes closed. He immediately turned her body on her belly and took in the grand sight of her from behind.

Spreading her legs slightly, he lay beside her. His lips found hers as his right hand's fingers pushed inside the thoroughly wet part.

Feeling one finger slipping in easily, he added a second one, using his index and middle finger to touch and scrape the back of her insides.

Mina's moans resumed as Michael's movements increased in speed, but he made sure to let his fingers roam about inside, cautiously mapping out the area.

After another half an hour of foreplay, he finally couldn't hold himself back anymore. He pulled her waist closer to him and took her from behind.

As soon as he entered her, a beastly growl escaped his throat. Unlike Helen's well-toned and perky ass, Mina's was similar to a pillow. The feeling of hitting her from behind was absolutely heavenly.

He tried his best to reign in his raging lust and push in gently at first but gave up that thought after feeling the Priestess push against his every thrust.

Grabbing her hair and pulling with his left, he spread her cheeks with his right as he pushed in deeper and wilder than before.

Mina's moans intensified again, confirming his preconception of her being submissive. Unlike Helen, who enjoyed the act from time to time, the woman squirming in pleasure underneath him was a true M.

A loud smack put a temporary stop to the loud moans, only to make her body tremble even harder. With a single smack on her marshmallow-like ass, he felt her insides contract repeatedly, suggesting she reached another orgasm.

It felt as if a flip was switched in Michael's head at that point. Grabbing her hands and holding them firmly behind her back with his right hand while his left was pushing her head into the pillow, he trusted wildly inside her.

Not even a couple of minutes later, the Priestess climaxed again. Grinning widely, he flipped her on her back, took her legs, placed them on his shoulders, and then continued pounding her. With this position, not only did he manage to go even deeper, but he now had access again to the majestic breasts.

While kneading her breasts and thrusting inside her, he noticed the woman slip in and out of consciousness a couple of times, but that didn't stop him.

On the contrary, he moved his hands back behind her knees, pulled her lower body slightly up, and managed to change quickly to a position where he penetrated her even deeper.

Mina's hands reached around his back as their bodies collided continuously. Feeling himself close to peaking, he released her legs only to find them clamped around his waist as his hands reached around the woman's neck.

Squeezing slightly while thrusting savagely, he felt her insides contract again, showing that the woman wasn't against this sort of interaction.

He continued pounding her, increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts, making the Priestess moan in an increasingly louder voice.

Then, he moved even faster as his hands released her neck and grabbed her waist, pulling her body into his every time he pushed.

With a loud groan, he climaxed as he felt Mina's body react violently as if a strong electric current had passed through her.

Panting, he collapsed next to the woman whose gaze glazed even more. Seeing her move on top of him, he wanted to say something but stopped himself by gasping once her mouth found his member and took it in.

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She was definitely inexperienced, and it was sloppy, unlike Helen's. However, it was that sloppy feeling combined with his increased sensitivity after just having climaxed that made it even better.

He grabbed her hair and pushed her head down as he felt her small tongue coiling around his member. Curious to see her limits, he pushed her head even lower, feeling the tip of his member reach her throat.

Seeing that she had no adverse reaction, he continued enjoying the treatment. Mina herself was surprisingly enjoying it also, as her body shook every time his member touched the back of her throat.

Switching positions, Michael placed her on her back, with her head on the side of the bed. Realizing his intentions, the Priestess opened her mouth and accepted his thrusts.

In order not to enjoy himself but forget her own pleasure, the Necromancer lowered his head between her legs again, teasing her pink pleasure button continuously.

Feeling her hands around his lower waist as he thrusts deep into her throat, it only took him another five minutes to climax again.

The night continued with passionate exchanges, and the duo finally took a break only three hours later.

It wasn't because Michael had enough, but because Mina completely passed out. She was so deep asleep that the Necromancer was scared she might've died because of too much pleasure.

Looking at his still-stiff member, he smiled bitterly while cursing the shameless tigress for drugging him.

At that moment, he felt the ring on his left index finger vibrate and raised an eyebrow.

Leaving aside the strange idea he just had, he realized that Helen was contacting him for some reason.

Opening the communication channel, he only heard her pant the words 'come here,' and immediately grabbed his clothes.

Putting on his pair of pants and grabbing everything else in his hands, he took one last look at the beauty he ravaged, kissed her, covered her with the blanket, and cautiously left the room after making sure nobody else was in the hallway.

Returning to Helen's room, he found the tigress naked and wet, obviously an effect of having watched over three hours of 'porn.' Snorting at the woman who was gazing at him like a proper tiger, seeing a gazelle, he smacked away her hands, reaching for his lower body, and whispered something in her ears.

A bit confused, she agreed while watching Michael switch the Ring of Communication from his left hand to his middle finger on the right hand. As he slipped his finger inside her, he enjoyed the much more vigorous moans compared to Mina's and nudged her to complete her part.

As Helen used her own ring to contact Michael, the Necromancer's finger began vibrating inside her, causing her eyes to widen considerably.

Pleased with himself after making the tigress climax after only three to four minutes, he decided to invest some time into inventing some interesting sex toys in the near future.

After their bodies got more used to each other, he could still make the tigress happy. However, the time and energy needed to be spent on doing that slowly increased with time.

Adding a bit of spice to their conjugal relationship would certainly please Helen and keep their sex life healthy.

As he wasn't fully satisfied himself, thanks to the aphrodisiac, he pulled the tigress up from the bed, grabbed her into his arms, pressed her against the wall, and began pounding her violently.

It was clear that Helen was enjoying herself tremendously as he felt her climaxing twice over the course of less than ten minutes.

Releasing her from his arms, he turned her around to face the wall, pressed her against it, and whispered into her ears as he thrust deep.

"Did you enjoy watching?"

He didn't get a verbal response to his question, but feeling her tighten around his member, as well as hearing her moan loudly, said more than needed to be said.

It was probably an aftereffect of dealing with Mina previously, but Michael was rougher with Helen than usual, and the woman was relishing the slight change.

Rolling his eyes and labeling this woman as a shameless pervert, the Necromancer began his rehabilitation course for her. Pushing her on the floor and making her bridge on her shoulders and neck, he gave her a clear vision of what was happening slightly above her sightline.

In the end, the duo fell asleep around 4 a.m., with Michael finally getting the drugs out of his system manually. He still had to meet with Lorath the next day.

His internal clock woke him up at sunrise. Seeing the lazily sleeping tigress, he kissed her and got out of bed.

It was 7 a.m., and she was tired after enjoying a thorough treatment from her boyfriend last night. There was no chance she would wake up after only three hours unless an emergency occurred.

He put on his clothes, used a Cleaning Marble since he was still drenched in Helen's and Mina's fluids, and went into the kitchen to cook something to eat before leaving for his Quest.

On his way downstairs, he stopped by the Priestess's room and entered it. She was awakened by the sound of someone getting closer to her but relaxed when she saw who it was.

Remembering what happened last night, she blushed furiously and hid under the blanket, prompting the Necromancer to chuckle.

Removing the 'barrier' she was hiding behind, Michael kissed her, asked her to sleep some more, and used a Cleaning Marble on the sheets.

Seeing the blood on them and realizing how rough he was last night made him feel a bit bad. Then, remembering how much the woman enjoyed herself, he shook his head and left her to rest.

He found three heads with messy hair lying sprawled on the table in the kitchen, clearly still sleepy.

"Good morning, you three."

[Good Morning!](Evelyn)

[Hello.](Neyrelle)

[*Yawn* 'Morning.](Tia)

"What are you doing up so early?"

[We need to prepare for the second edition of Kyovashad's Herald. Tia found some exciting news in Scosglen and we're going there to... uhm... interview some people.](Neyrelle)

Hearing her name mentioned, Tia looked up blankly and then let her head fall back on the table, drooling out of her mouth.

Seeing such uncouth behavior made the Necromancer shake his head.

He whipped out breakfast for all four of them and some fruit smoothies that would give them sufficient energy even if they didn't sleep enough. Furthermore, as Wanderers, they could easily go a week without sleeping even a wink.

So, whatever they were 'enacting' was simply laziness and force of habit.

As for where the other three older sisters were... Hmpf! After seeing Helen's state when he returned to her room, he had a general idea.

In the end, the other three also didn't have boyfriends or even sex friends, so it was understandable that they were sexually frustrated. So, they spent the night watching Michael put on a good show and 'enjoying' themselves in the process.

Thinking of the possibility of becoming the communal bull, the Necromancer snorted loudly, drawing questioning gazes from the three innocent viewers enjoying his dishes.

As for refusing such a possibility... he obviously wouldn't! He was only slightly hypocritical, not mentally challenged.

'However, I'd be an idiot if I'd be the one to take the initiative to propose such a thing. The tigress might beat the shit out of me! So I'll just pretend nothing happened tonight in front of the other three while waiting to see how Helen and Mina react. If small cracks form, I have plenty of experience and ways to mend them... Hehe!'

Imagining a scene where a svelte but lightly dressed tigress and a petite but bountiful Priestess lay on the bed begging him for mercy... the Necromancer decided to destroy Elias if he found him today.

He had much better things to do than chase after his smelly trail of destruction!