Chapter 346- ATTACK CRUXIUS!

Chapter 346: Chapter 346- ATTACK CRUXIUS!

Four women remained, minds reeling from the loving cock-sucking display. Sinea stood slowly, cum and spit still on her chin and tits, golden eyes satisfied. The thick mother pressed hands to her stomach, body hot and conflicted. Saku stared at the floor, small thighs soaked. Soha breathed deep, pregnant form aching.

Silence hung heavy, but now laced with fresh cunt-throbbing memories of his size. The blonde succubus licked her lips clean, already plotting how to make the others crave that same loving worship.

Hours passed in the quiet house.

Sinea moved among them, her naked body a constant reminder. She pulled the thick mother close first, whispering demon filth while her hands roamed those enormous tits. "You saw how I sucked Master’s heavy balls... imagine your fat nipples in his mouth while he stretches you."

The mother moaned despite herself, hairy pussy dripping as Sinea’s fingers teased her slit. Her massive jugs heaved, nipples leaking faint milk from arousal. Saku watched from the table, small hands trembling in her lap.

Sinea turned to the daughter next, pulling her up gently. "Your tiny virgin cunt needs training, little one. Watch me." The succubus dropped to knees again, demonstrating on a thick candle, sucking it deep to mimic the loving blowjob. Saku’s eyes widened, her puffy little pussy clenching at the sight.

Pah pah... wet sounds echoed as Sinea practiced, moaning exaggerated for them.

"Haaah~!! Unghh~!!! So deep... like Master’s cock..."

The pregnant Soha couldn’t resist long. Her belly rested heavy as Sinea licked her swollen tits, sucking leaking nipples while fingering the wet pregnant cunt. All three women grew wetter, bodies reacting to the shared memory of that massive cock getting loved by the blonde succubus’s mouth and tongue on those heavy balls.

Night fell. Sinea orchestrated more, having them touch themselves while describing his size. The mother pinched her fat nipples, moaning low as she recalled the veiny girth. "It was... so thick... my cunt would break..."

Saku rubbed her small clit frantically, virgin hole untouched but imagining the stretch. "Too big... but she sucked it so lovingly... hngh~..."

Soha fingered herself carefully around her belly, juices flowing. "Those balls... full of cum for us..."

Sinea smiled, her own gaping cunt still leaking. She joined them on the bed, bodies tangling in heated exploration. Tongues met cunts, fingers plunged deep, all while whispering about his return. The thick mother’s enormous tits smothered Saku’s face as the succubus ate her hairy pussy from behind.

Pah pah PAH! Flesh slapped as hips ground together.

"AAANGHH~~!! Yes~! HIEKK~!!! Ounghh~!!!"

Moans filled the room, exaggerated and slutty. Sinea’s blonde head bobbed between thighs, licking lovingly like she had the cock.

The women noticed his size in their minds again and again— that image burned deep, making every touch hotter.

The mother came first, thick thighs quaking, massive tits jiggling wildly as her hairy cunt squirted on Sinea’s tongue. "Fuuuuck~! It’s too much... his size... I’d take it for my daughter~!"

Saku followed, small body arching, tiny nipples stiff as her virgin pussy spasmed untouched. "Master’s cock... so heavy... I want to try sucking those balls too... nngh~!!!"

Soha groaned pregnant and deep, belly tightening with orgasm as fingers worked her. "Fill me again... that girth stretching my womb..."

They collapsed in a sweaty, cum-scented pile, bodies twitching. Sinea kissed each one lovingly, promising more when he returned.

The house echoed with their shared lust, the kitchen scene replaying in heated flashes— blonde succubus on knees, sucking cock and balls with devotion, forcing them all to confront and crave his enormous size.

Days blurred in preparation. Sinea trained them relentlessly, using toys and tongues to mimic the loving worship.

The mother’s protective walls crumbled as she rode a thick dildo, imagining his cock slamming her.

Saku’s small frame learned to deepthroat smaller things, gagging cutely while thinking of his heavy balls on her chin.

Pah pah... constant wet training sounds.

"Hngh~! Master~!! PAAAH~!!!"

Their moans grew filthier, bodies more sensitive. The pregnant Soha’s belly seemed to glow with anticipation, her cunt always ready. Every night ended with them noticing his size in fantasies— the way Sinea’s throat bulged, balls sucked lovingly, cum promised for all.

He would return to a house of eager, size-obsessed sluts, ready to get their cunts and mouths wrecked again.

The succubus had ensured it, her loving blowjob the spark that ignited their endless craving.

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"HELLLPPPP!!!!"

"KILLL HIM!!!"

Screams filled the hall.

The stone corridors of Vekar’s arena—a vast, vaulted chamber carved beneath the ice floor, its walls lined with frozen banners and iron torches—erupted in the sound of dying men. The first wave had met him at the entrance. Twelve soldiers in leather armor, carrying axes and short swords, their boots cracking against the frozen stone as they charged.

Cruxius stood in the center of the hall.

His hands in his pockets.

The first axe came down. A heavy, overhead swing from a man with a scarred face and arms like tree trunks. The blade descended toward his skull with the full weight of muscle and malice behind it.

He opened a portal.

The size of a dinner plate, positioned directly above his head. The axe passed through the surface and vanished. The scarred man stumbled forward, overbalanced, his weapon gone. Behind him, fifteen feet away, another portal opened. The axe emerged at full speed and buried itself in the scarred man’s own back.

He dropped.

No one had time to process this.

The second man swung a short sword. Cruxius sidestepped—his movement a blur, electricity-fast, the air cracking where he had been—and opened a second portal beneath the man’s feet. The soldier fell through. A third portal opened above the ceiling. The soldier emerged from it, screaming, and fell thirty feet onto the stone floor.

The sound was wet.

"’KILL HIM!’" Vekar’s voice roared from the elevated platform at the far end of the hall. The Zone Master stood behind a railing of ice-carved bone, his fat body wrapped in furs, his face red with rage. His belly shook with each bellowed command. "’HOW CAN YOU NOT KILL A SINGLE MAN?!’"

Twelve more came.

They poured from the side corridors, armed with spears, swords, crossbows. They fanned out in a semicircle, their training showing in the coordinated approach. Spearmen forward. Swordsmen flanking. Crossbows elevated.

The first crossbow bolt fired.

Cruxius opened a portal. The bolt vanished into the violet-white oval. He redirected the exit portal behind the crossbowman. The bolt emerged and punched through the back of his skull.

The second bolt followed. Same treatment. Same result. Two crossbowmen dropped, each killed by their own ammunition.

The spearmen charged.

Five of them, their spears leveled, their formation tight. They moved as a wall of points, the iron tips gleaming in the torchlight. Cruxius didn’t move. He opened a portal in front of himself—a vertical wall, six feet wide—and let the spears pass through. The points vanished into the violet-white surface.

Five exit portals opened behind each spearman.

Five spears emerged.

Five men dropped.

The swordsmen hesitated.

They had seen seven men die in under thirty seconds. Their training didn’t cover this. Their eyes moved from the fallen to the man standing in the center of the hall, his hands still in his pockets, his expression carrying the mild interest of someone watching a moderately engaging street performance.

"’ATTACK!’" Vekar screamed from the platform. His fat face had gone from red to purple. "’ALL OF YOU! NOW!.’"