"After our strength increased, we not only passed the test..."
Ruri rubbed her soft body against Haruto, her eyes hazy as she spilled everything.
After hearing her explanation, Haruto felt reassured, his spirits lifting.
What had happened to Ruri and the other three matched his speculation exactly.
The dual cultivation ability, as the name suggested, allowed for cultivation through the union of yin and yang.
Drawing yang to nourish yin, drawing yin to nourish yang—a continuous cycle that enhanced both parties' strength without harming their bodies.
This method of cultivation was far faster than ordinary training.
But it was slower than the exploitative absorption techniques.
Another point—the effects of dual cultivation were closely tied to the constitution and strength of both parties.
Constitution aside (which was largely a matter of fate), strength played a key role.
The weaker party would gain greater benefits.
Conversely, the stronger the individual, the lesser the effect.
This was why Haruto's magic power had surged after being with Tsubaki.
Tsubaki was A-rank, while Haruto had only just glimpsed the threshold of B-rank at the time.
After a night of fully integrating his devil bloodline, he had now firmly stepped into B-rank.
Haruto finally understood why the five-star notation on the panel specifically explained only how to obtain talents and skills.
Compared to effects that were obvious just from their names, without special explanations, he wouldn't have known when he would fully grasp the rules for acquiring talents and skills.
A shiver of pure, unadulterated power raced down his spine. The possibilities were endless, a universe of potential lying just beneath his fingertips, waiting to be claimed.
Firmly convinced of the truth behind his abilities, Haruto was exhilarated. His dick swelled even larger inside Reina.
He could feel every minute tremor of her inner walls, every frantic pulse of her heartbeat surrounding him. Her vagina was a silken vise, begging him to claim more, to push deeper.
"It's… it's getting bigger again…."
Her breath hitched, a broken whimper escaping her lips as she felt his dick expand, stretching her to a breathtaking fullness she had never known was possible.
Her pussy walls clenched tightly as Reina gasped uncontrollably, "I'm… I'm going to…."
The pressure was building at her core, a coiling spring of desperate need. She was losing herself, her thoughts scattering into a haze of pure sensation focused solely on the thick, hard length buried within her.
To show his sincerity, Haruto redoubled his efforts, secretly using the enchantment skill he had just mastered.
A low, primal groan rumbled in his chest as he felt the new energy—a crackling, electric current—flow from his core and into the very flesh he was sheathed in. The air around their joined bodies hummed with latent power.
Already on the brink, the sudden increase in his thrusting speed, combined with the electrifying tingles directly stimulating her core, made Reina let out a desperate moan. Her beautiful eyes rolled back as she reached a peak she had never experienced before.
Her world dissolved into a supernova of sensation. The enchantment wasn't just movement; it was a thousand tiny, lightning-tipped tongues licking at her most intimate, sensitive spots, wringing a climax from her very soul.
Feeling a warm wetness against his lower abdomen, Haruto glanced down—it seemed the stimulation had been a bit too intense…
The slick evidence of her utter surrender coated his skin, a hot, fragrant love juices that only spurred his own primal instincts further.
He had accidentally made Reina lose control.
A possessive thrill shot through him. He had broken her, unraveled her completely with his new power, and the sight of her in such a state was the most potent aphrodisiac.
Withdrawing the enchantment, his dick thrust deeper, matching the violent contractions of her entrance to deliver his essence in waves.
He plunged into her depths, each powerful stroke milking his own release, the head of his dick kissing the entrance to her womb with each deep, claiming drive.
The scorching essence flooded her inner chamber, and Reina shuddered once more. Her emerald-green eyes were nearly all whites as her long, slender legs stretched and curled before her body went limp, collapsing backward.
A second, weaker orgasm rippled through her, her sensitive cervix fluttering under the hot, relentless flood of his cum filling her, marking her from the inside out.
If not for Yukina catching her, she might have tumbled right off Haruto.
Yukina's eyes were dark with lust, watching the scene with a hungry fascination, her own body aching for the same treatment.
Teased to the brink earlier, her pent-up desire had reached its limit. Under Haruto's special enchanted assault, Reina ascended—both body and mind.
She was utterly spent, a beautiful mess of blissed-out limbs and contented sighs, her body thrumming with the lingering echoes of magical ecstasy.
Laying the unconscious Reina on the couch, Yukina climbed atop him.
She didn't wait, her own need was a palpable force. Her fingers, slick with her own anticipation, found his still-hard dick, glistening with the proof of his previous intense lovemaking.
Licking her red lips, she guided his dick inside with a small hand, a satisfied smile playing on her bewitching face.
She sank down onto him in one smooth, practiced motion, a gasp of pure relief escaping her as he filled her aching emptiness completely. Her inner walls clenched around him in immediate, grateful welcome.
"Haruto, Reina had it so good. You can't play favorites."
Her voice was a husky whisper against his ear as she began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm designed to drive them both mad. "Now... give me everything you gave her."
Yukina simply thought Haruto had been exceptionally vigorous, unaware he had gained a new skill.
She moaned, throwing her head back, her breasts swaying enticingly. "God, you feel so good tonight... so alive inside me."
The consequence of her greedy demands was her eyes flying wide open, her snow-white neck arching, and her alluring body convulsing as if electrocuted.
The sudden, unexpected surge of magical energy crashed into her without warning. It was like being touched by lightning, every nerve ending screaming in pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.
Haruto held her slender waist, channeling lightning energy to effortlessly subdue Yukina.
His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, holding her steady as he pistoned up into her, the crackling energy making her muscles seize and spasm around his invading length.
Thanks to her Body Enhancement talent, Yukina was undaunted. The moment she recovered, her slick insides coiled around his dick once more.
She came down from the high with a shuddering gasp, her body already craving more. Her internal muscles clenched and rippled along his shaft with deliberate, practiced skill, a velvet fist determined to wring another climax from him.
Pink hearts shimmered in her beautiful crimson eyes as she slowly swayed her plump hips. "Haruto… was that magic just now?"
Her voice was breathy with awe and renewed lust. She could feel the residual tingle deep within her womb, a addictive sensation she already never wanted to live without.
She had sensed the flow of mana in her pussy walls, but as a close-combat specialist, she wasn't entirely sure.
The feeling was foreign yet incredible, a mystical friction that heightened every touch, every thrust, to unbelievable heights.
Feeling the tingling stimulation, her delicate walls instinctively gathered mana to resist.
"Hmph… Well? Did it feel good?"
He smirked up at her, thrusting upwards to emphasize his point, enjoying the way her eyes fluttered shut at the sensation.
His dick suddenly faced overwhelming pressure. Haruto grunted—indeed, mastery in one area led to mastery in others.
The pressure was incredible, a perfect, tight suction of her insides that massaged every inch of him, pulling him deeper into her womb.
Beyond natural elements, the method of reinforcing the body with mana could be applied here too.
She was using her combat skills in the most intimate of battles, and he was more than willing to be her opponent.
Deadly squeezing and grinding, an overpowering vacuum-like suction, friction thrice per second—even the battle-hardened dick lasted only three minutes.
It was a relentless, perfect milking motion that stripped away his control. He was hurtling towards his peak, powerless to stop it.
Slap!
The sound of his palm connecting with her jiggling ass was sharp and lewd, a stinging counterpoint to the wet sounds of their joining.
Haruto pinned Yukina down, their lower bodies pressed together as a crisp, loud sound echoed through the silent night.
He dominated her completely, his body covering hers, his pace becoming frantic and possessive as he sought his own release.
With a furious roar, his dick broke through the undulating folds of flesh, striking at her cervix.
He buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as it unleashed a torrent of his seed directly against her cervix, painting her deepest parts with his cum.
"Ngh… Ah… Ah… I'm… dying…."
She screamed his name, her body bowing off the bed as the hot flood triggered her own shattering orgasm, her vision whiting out completely.
The scorching heat struck her delicate core, making Yukina's toes curl as a moan of pleasure resonated deep within her soul.
The feeling of being filled so completely, so hotly, sent aftershocks wracking through her trembling frame.
She clung tightly to Haruto, her sweat-slicked body pressed firmly against his chest, her exquisite face lost in bliss.
She nuzzled into his neck, her breath coming in hot, ragged pants against his skin, completely and utterly claimed.
It felt too good—so good that she didn't want to think about anything else, only wishing Haruto would hold her forever.
In that moment, he was her entire world, the source of all pleasure and security.
Ruri pushed the reluctant Yukina aside. "It's Ruri's turn now. Ruri's mouth is dry from waiting."
She was practically vibrating with need, her small hands eagerly pulling at him, her crimson eyes glazed with lust. "I've been watching... I need you, Haruto. Now."
Naturally, Haruto wouldn't neglect his loyal companion. He immediately employed his enchanted technique.
As he pulled her beneath him, he let the magic flow again, a low-level, constant hum that promised endless pleasure.
Through repeated use, he had gradually mastered some tricks.
At minimal output, he could bring tingling pleasure to sensitive flesh without pushing her over the edge too soon.
The effect was a maddening, constant buzz of arousal that built and built without release, making her squirm and beg for more.
Then, at the critical moment, he would amplify the intensity, making the built-up ecstasy erupt even more violently, ensuring the most exquisite experience.
He was a conductor orchestrating the symphony of her pleasure, controlling every note and crescendo.
Satisfaction wasn't just physical—it soothed the soul as well. That was the best way to merge as one.
He could feel their connection deepening, a bond forming that was more than just flesh, sealed by shared, overwhelming pleasure.
Dual cultivation wasn't just about that fleeting moment of release. This method not only enhanced their abilities but also deepened their bond.
It was an exchange of energy, of trust, of essence, making them more powerful and more his with every passing second.
"Ah... Mmm... right there, yes~"
Her cries were music to his ears, high and sweet, as he hit a spot deep inside her that made her see stars.
Ruri's insides coiled around Haruto, her small lips exhaling hot breaths, her beautiful crimson eyes shimmering with pink hearts.
She locked her legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly deeper, wanting to feel all of him, everywhere.
Haruto moved his hips at a steady pace, his hands roaming over the girl's voluptuous, silken body.
His palms cupped her full breasts, thumbs circling her taut nipples, before sliding down to grip the generous curve of her hip, guiding her movements.
Every time he touched a sensitive spot, Ruri's moans grew more intense, her scorching, slick vagina tightening around him even more desperately.
She was so wet, her arousal coating his thrusting length, the sounds filthy and wet and perfect.
As she arched her hips and swayed her waist, she stuck out her little tongue. "Haruto, mmm~ Let's... kiss~"
It was a desperate, needy plea, wanting to connect on every possible level.
Faced with the silver-haired, big-breasted beauty's request, Haruto responded passionately.
He crushed his lips to hers, his tongue plunging into her mouth, mimicking the rhythm of his hips below.
"Mmh…"
She melted into the kiss, her moans swallowed by his mouth, her body surrendering completely to his domination.
Ruri slumped against Haruto's shoulder, her mind and body utterly satisfied.
She was boneless, a puddle of bliss in his arms, her inner muscles still gently fluttering around his slowly softening length.
"Mmm~ This feeling... Haruto... love me harder~"
Even in her spent state, she craved more, addicted to the feeling only he could provide.
"Being fucked like this... how could we ever look for other men? Ah~"
The words slipped out in her post-orgasmic haze, a truth she hadn't meant to voice so plainly.
Haruto's brow twitched as he suppressed his nearing climax, deliberately slowing his movements.
He stilled inside her, though he remained hard, his full attention now on her words. This was more important than release.
"What do you mean?"
His voice was low, intense, demanding an answer.
"Don't stop~" Ruri wriggled her slender waist, her voice dripping with desire.
The sudden lack of movement was torture. She needed him to move, to fill the aching emptiness his stillness created.
"Ruri's almost there~"
She was teetering on the edge again, so close, and his stopping was a sweet agony.
Haruto continued at the slowest possible pace. "Tell me how it feels with me. Answer well, and then you can finish."
He gave her a shallow, teasing thrust, just enough to remind her of what she was missing, but not enough to grant her release.
"You're so mean... Fine, Ruri will say it~"
She pouted, her hips trying to buck against his restrained hold, trying to force him deeper.
She shot him a resentful look. He always bullied her—even though Reina and Yukina had already been sent to heaven earlier.
But she was also helpless to deny him anything, especially when he was buried so deep inside her.
"You were wondering why we don't seek other men, right?"
She bit her lip, the admission embarrassing but also strangely exciting to say out loud while he was sheathed within her.
Ruri pouted, her voice tinged with embarrassment and frustration. "Somehow... after being with you, we just... can't feel anything for other men anymore."
It was the absolute truth. The very thought of another man touching her the way he did felt wrong, empty, and utterly repulsive.
"At first, it was fine, but the more we did it with you, the less interested we became in anyone else."
His unique taste, his size, his skill, the magical energy—it had ruined them for anyone else. They were spoiled, and they loved it.
The three of them were cute and had great figures. Though they couldn't compare to top-tier beauties like Rias, they were still quite popular.
They had their pick of suitors, or at least they used to. Now, those suitors were just background noise.
Before and even after getting involved with Haruto, there were always guys trying to pursue something indecent with them.
In the past, if they met a decent-looking guy, they might have humored him a little, just to pass the time.
But now, they couldn't muster even the slightest interest. The moment they thought of intimacy, the only face that came to mind was Haruto's.
Facing other men, they felt nothing—neither psychologically nor physically.
"Seriously?" Haruto stared in surprise at Ruri, her entire body flushed pink. "I haven't even started the training plan yet, and you've already become my personal plaything?"
A wave of possessive triumph washed over him. They were his, in the most fundamental way possible.
Ruri squirmed eagerly, her slender waist twisting as her long, snow-white thighs clamped tightly around Haruto. "Yes, I'm your personal plaything~~ Hurry up and move~~" she moaned.
She was beyond pride, consumed by a need only he could satisfy, and she proudly declared her submission.
Haruto thrust with full force. He had only intended to test the effects of his dual cultivation ability, never expecting such an unexpected reward.
He drove into her with renewed vigor, each powerful stroke a celebration of this newfound knowledge, this absolute claim he held over them.
Verifying the truth wouldn't be difficult—he just needed to ask the other girls who had exchanged bodily fluids with him.
His mind raced with the implications, even as his body focused on the exquisite tightness welcoming him so greedily.
If his dual cultivation ability truly had this effect… the last weight in Haruto's heart would finally lift.
The fear of them leaving, of being compared to others, evaporated. They were bound to him, forever.
Faced with so many familiar heroines from hentai mangas, he could now unleash his full prowess without restraint.
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