Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise! - Chapter 297

Emilia winced, her body tensing as Pyris pressed forward. In one decisive motion, he claimed her entirely, the barrier between them breaking as liquid spilled forth, marking their connection.

“Pyris…” she murmured, her voice trembling as if to plead for mercy, though her actions said otherwise. She clung to his back tightly, her arms wrapped around him as waves of pain and fullness coursed through her.

Her succubus tail moved uncontrollably, grazing along his spine, while his lips explored her soft skin, leaving no part of her untouched.

The pain dulled, replaced by instinctual expertise as the succubus within her awakened fully.

A moan escaped her, muffled against his neck as he thrusted forward.

The room was alive with the heat of their union, their shared desire palpable in every motion. As they moved together, the wet sounds of their bodies entwined echoed like the rhythm of a battle drum, the pace intensifying with each passing second.

Pyris pushed deeper, his movements deliberate and strong, her tight warmth resisting but yielding to him. The pleasure built between them, and soon Emilia found herself shifting.

It wasn’t long before she took the lead, flipping him over with surprising strength while still keeping their connection intact. Her boldness faltered for a moment as he went deeper than she anticipated, drawing a cry from her lips.

Looking down, her gaze fell to where they were joined, realization dawning on her. He’d only been halfway with his cock, yet she already felt impossibly full.

“No fair,” she muttered, her voice tinged with frustration.

Pyris smirked, his tone teasing. “Better now?” With a thought, he adjusted himself to a size more suited to her comfort—a size that still stretched her perfectly, reminding her that he was far from ordinary.

Emilia smiled mischievously, leaning forward to kiss him deeply. His hands found her waist, then slid lower, cupping her soft curves with possessive intent.

She moaned into his mouth, her hips starting a slow, circular rhythm that sent shocks of pleasure through them both.

Her movements grew faster, more confident, as she began to ride him with increasing fervor. Pyris’s hands gripped her hips firmly, helping her keep pace, though it didn’t take long for her to take full control.

Her chest heaved, her body moving with a fluid, hypnotic grace as she chased her release.

Pyris’s hands didn’t stray far, his touch firm on her curves before sliding up to cup her swaying breasts. She gasped at the added stimulation, her pace quickening as the tension built.

“Haaaaahh~~ sooo good~”

The moment crested. Her body tightened around him, her release leaving her trembling as she clung to him, her teeth grazing his neck while waves of pleasure washed over her. Pyris didn’t stop, even as she tried to catch her breath.

Now seated upright, he moved with her still in his lap, his strength holding her steady as he thrust upward. Her soft cries turned into moans of surrender, her body writhing as she adjusted to the pressure building within her again.

A hour passed, their connection unbroken, before Pyris stood effortlessly with Emilia still wrapped around him. She locked her legs around his waist, her tail curling as if to steady herself, but it was a losing battle.

“Pyris…” she whimpered, her voice barely a breath. Her body moved in rhythm with his, his relentless strength overwhelming her senses.

The heat between them peaked once more, leaving Emilia breathless as another wave of pleasure overtook her. Her trembling legs finally gave way, and Pyris gently lowered her onto the bed, shifting her position until she was bent forward.

And then he began again.

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Pyris let out a sigh, running a hand through his white disheveled hair. By the time midnight rolled around, the room was a battlefield of exhaustion.

Aurelia, Emilia, and even Alera had all collapsed in various states of blissful unconsciousness, tangled up in sheets like fallen warriors after a hard-fought battle. Only he remained standing, his body aching but still charged with the fiery remnants of lust. His member stood defiant, a testament to his inhuman endurance.

“I have too few women,” he muttered to himself, half-joking, though there was a note of sincerity in his voice. He stepped away from the bed and headed for the shower.

Scalding water ran down his battle-worn body, washing away the sweat and the remnants of their chaos. His goal had been to find Elsa tonight, but the way his women had other plans for him left little doubt he’d need a new approach. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

Pyris glanced down at his torso, still scarred and sore from his previous battles with the guardian. Healing would take time, but that wasn’t what concerned him right now. It was the system’s familiar chime that demanded his attention.

[Ding! Lust Copy has upgraded. New ability unlocked.]

[Touch of Lust: Copy a skill or ability of your woman. The copied skill or ability can only last 24 hours. One skill or ability per woman!]

[Ding! Your Lust has increased!]

The notification struck like a spark, igniting the restless desire clawing at his chest. True to the system’s words, he felt the need building—an insatiable craving for pleasure. Pyris clenched his fists and sighed.

Everything came with a price, didn’t it? But for an ability this powerful? The cost seemed almost trivial.

But how could he complain? The only side effect of acquiring such a powerful ability was the relentless desire that burned in him—the need to lose himself in pleasure with his women. It was a small price to pay for something so godlike. A price he gladly welcomed.

This ability was as broken as it was eternal. Pyris could already envision himself wielding an arsenal of unimaginable powers, each skill or ability drawn from the women bound to him. The sheer versatility of it was staggering.

One skill or ability per woman—that was the only restriction. But even that limitation seemed trivial. There was no cap on how many he could carry at once, as long as each was tied to a different woman.

His potential was limitless, as vast as the loyalty and strength of the women who followed him.

Pyris closed his eyes, letting the overwhelming realization wash over him. He could feel it—the boundless, infinite void within himself, a reservoir built to house and contain the abilities he could copy.

It was an expanse so vast it bordered on frightening, a glimpse into the raw potential of his gift.

[New ability acquired from Demon Succubus Emilia!]

This wasn’t just temporary. Lust Copy’s core mechanic allowed Pyris to permanently claim one ability from a woman after being intimate with her. Permanently. It was a once-in-a-lifetime exchange, but it was godlike in its simplicity.

From Aurelia, Pyris had already reclaimed Death Eye, a legendary ability he had gifted her after his awakening. Lia’s suggestion to give it away had made perfect sense—she must have known it would eventually come back to him with Lust Copy.

From Alera, he had taken Living Shadows, a power that fused with his own to form the unique Shadow Nexus—a deadly combination only they could share.

Madeline had gifted him an advanced illusion skill, enhancing his already impressive command over deception. Even during his fight with the Darkness Infernum, Pyris had wielded illusions so potent they left the guardian stumbling.

Alexa? That one remained a mystery. Lia had vanished before explaining why Pyris couldn’t gain anything from her, and even the system remained tight-lipped. Ammit’s gift, on the other hand, was something Pyris guarded closely—its power too secretive and dangerous to casually reveal.

Now, Emilia’s skill shimmered on the edge of his thoughts, tantalizingly close but still out of reach. Pyris smirked, his body still tingling with the residual effects of their earlier encounter. Whatever he gained from the succubus, he was sure it would be nothing short of extraordinary.