Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

“Enjoy yourself, my beloved daughter. Know that the sight of you and the extreme privilege you will soon partake in would leave all of my friends in a state of furious jealousy.”

“Then gives those horny bitches with cobwebs in between their legs to this brute caveman, not me! Mooooommm!!!!”

*Slap!*

At long last, the time came for me to bed my bombshell of a healer.

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“[Warp Gate]” we stepped out of my portal with Sera still hung over my shoulder like a potato sack.

As soon as her mother was no longer within earshot, the incessant wriggling of my bombshell of an elf ceased immediately as she hung limply. However, I could sense her heart beating rapidly and loudly as if it were a war drum against my back.

“Is this really happening?” she asked in a low, scared tone.

“You should very well know I won’t force you. Despite my brash actions in the last few minutes, I’m ready to stop at a moment’s notice should you seriously ask me to.”

“No… Of course, I’m also beyond curious… and I can’t keep letting opportunistic harlots blindside me, Jasmine already took my spot as fifth. But… I’m also scared.”

*Slap!* I firmly slapped her sensual behind.

“Don’t badmouth my current and future women. Also, that statement of yours reminds me of Ayame. She was the first woman I met and did my best to woo, but she refused to fall for me, letting multiple women get ahead of her in the process. Rightfully, she should’ve been my first, but Blossom took the throne. As for being scared, you should know I’ll be gentle.”

“I know… that’s not my concern. What if I’m not good enough? The others have become masters at pleasing you over the months, they know everything there is to know about your preferences and weak spots. I’ll surely seem lackluster in comparison.”

“So even you have such a cute girly side to you, and despite your big mouth, you have your own insecurities to deal with. Don’t worry about it, Seraphiel. It’s not a competition, and I don’t expect you to become a master right out of the gate. The fact that the woman I’d been eyeing for months, the one who kept leading me on with her nonstop flirting will be willingly parting her delicious thighs for me to partake in her most precious place is hotter and more stimulating than any technique could ever hope to be.”

“Hmm… Is that so.” She mused out loud for a moment before yelping as something registered in her mind. “What exactly are we doing in the forest?!”

“Well, you’re an elf and your people love nature, so I thought you might appreciate doing it here.”

“Quinlan!!” Sera growled before sighing, “I knew this would be your ignorant answer.”

“Was I wrong?” I asked with surprise. I thought she would love it.

“Yes! We love being in nature, but that doesn’t mean I want my first time to take place in the mud next to a pile of stinking boar poop! Or what, was your genius idea to pin me against a tree trunk and ruin the diligently cared-for skin on my back with your aggressive humping? I know how eager you become once you’re in the mood, don’t think I didn’t hear tales from Lucille how you almost shattered her inn while going ham on Blossom!”

“Guilty as charged…” I chuckled amusedly at how involved she became in the discussion all of a sudden. “To be honest, I didn’t think it through too much. I took a bath with Luminara in a nice pond multiple times and she seemed to love it, maybe that would be to your liking as well?”

“To bath, sure, but not to lose my virginity! Do you think when nighttime arrives we climb high onto a tree and fall asleep on its branches like primitive animals? No, we have proper houses built around the trunk of ancient trees, where lush beds are waiting for us to sleep, and to do the dirty!”

*Slap!*

“Why did you slap my butt this time?!”

“It felt good.”

“… You’re unbelievable.”

“What can a man do, its soft touch and sensual jiggling brightens my mood more than I can describe. My vocabulary simply isn’t good enough to do so.”

“Men…” She scoffed adorably and I couldn’t help but notice her positioning her behind even closer to my face, as if inviting me to go ahead if it truly made me this happy. I already knew it, but I was once again forced to notice what a truly precious existence this one was.

Of course, I accepted her invitation.

*Slap!*

“Kya! It’s going to be red if it isn’t already!”

“I’ll give it a healing kiss then.”

“As if that would help!”

“It helped Blossom when I slapped her delicious behind with so much force that the crevices of my hand were visible on her skin, and even though Ayame denies it, I think she also loves it when I kiss her there.”

“Hmph! So shameless…” Sera grumbled under her breath.

“Alright, if not the loving company of Mother Nature, will a hotel do then? I can’t make a tree house happen before my rapidly growing lust overwhelms me.”

“… Yes…” Her reply was so low and meek that I almost didn’t pick up on it.

“Great. I heard good things about this one from Ronan. [Warp Gate].”

“Ronan? Frankly, I never understood why you tolerate him, let alone be so friendly toward him.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

Sera hesitated for a second as she deliberated on her answer. “Well, he’s a guy who freely roams your home…”

So that’s what she meant. “Seraphiel, the alpha of a wolf pack doesn’t care if sheep enter his territory. Problems arise only when another male wolf dares step into his domain. Ronan is completely tamed by me, he would never dare bare his fangs at me. “In fact, if he were dog-kin, he’d probably wag his tail as much as Blossom does every time he sees me.”

“Is that so… Where are we, by the way?”

“In Ronan’s hometown called Vastelle. Although the capital city has the biggest offerings, I would rather not go back there until things cool off. Ronan said he lost his first time in the establishment we’re heading to.”

“Huh?! I refuse to have my first time take place in a brothel!!”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Haha! You thought he could only get women by paying for their time? You truly think very lowly of him. No, Seraphiel, we’re not visiting a brothel but a hotel that specifically caters to couples wishing to spend a steamy night together. As far as I know, there are no escort services offered by them. It exists to take your girl out for a fun time, away from your mother-in-law’s scrutinizing eyes and your father-in-law’s unreasonably spiteful glaring while he strangely keeps one hand on his sword’s hilt as he fantasizes about cutting you down in a thousand different ways.”

“Oh.” She gasped cutely before adding; “Also, that last part was oddly specific… I don’t think you’re speaking from experience, though… You didn’t meet any of your in-laws besides my mother if we were to count her.”

“No, that imaginary father-in-law would be me if an ugly bastard tried to take my daughter away from me.”