Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Her scream echoed—raw and shaken—as her walls clenched around him in a desperate attempt to survive the stretch. Her hips trembled, and her mouth hung open like she couldn't believe she took him in.

But Pyris wasn't done.

He pulled her down harder.

SLAM!

"Nnnnnaaaahhh~!" she wailed, body buckling forward, her hair falling over her face.

"You thought you were full?" he whispered darkly, his lips brushing her jaw. "No, cariño. This is just the beginning."

She looked down—and she could see him bulging her lower belly. The sight made her stomach clench… and her brain break.

Her eyes flared—glowing scarlet.

Her fangs dropped again.

But this time—it wasn't gentle. It wasn't conscious. It was feral.

She hissed—then roared.

"RRRRAAAAGHHHHH—!"

Her whole body jerked, slamming him back down.

SLAP—!

Then she began to ride.

Fast.

Hard.

Violent.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

Her pussy clenched like a vice, her nails dragging bloody lines down his chest. Her moans turned to growls. She was losing control.

"Fucking mine—mine—MINE!" she snarled, hips smashing into his with maddened hunger.

Pyris felt her power swell—but instead of backing down, his own divine force awakened in response. His body began to glow faintly—not light, not fire—pure god-energy pulsing beneath his skin.

"I gave you one chance to behave… now I'm taking control." He gripped her throat—not choking, but forcing her gaze into his.

Then—BOOM—!

They vanished.

They exploded into the air, breaking the stone beneath them as they soared mid-climax, frozen in sky-high sex.

Above the ruins of the room, in midair, suspended by sheer will and power, Pyris hovered with her locked onto his cock—legs wrapped, tits bouncing, blood still on her lips.

And in that moment…

He flipped her.

Still in the sky.

"Now scream for your god."

He slammed into her from behind, hands gripping her hips, and pounded her as the sky rippled with magic.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

Each thrust shook the air. The clouds churned. Wind swirled around them like a storm.

Her head flew back, eyes rolling as she screamed—

"AHHHHH—YES—YESSSS—FUCK ME IN THE SKY—!"

Her pussy was drenched, flooding, clinging to him like it needed him to survive. He grabbed her hair and yanked her up, chest to back.

"Say it. Who owns this cursed pussy?"

She sobbed.

"Y-YOU—Pyris! You—AAGHH—!"

He thrust again.

SLAP!

Then again—this time so deep her back arched like it would snap.

Then—POP!

Her fangs sank back into his body. But this time, she drank like a monster—gulps that echoed. Blood flowed down her chin and onto her breasts.

"Guh—hahhh—fuck!" he groaned, his blood mixed with that of an Endless was boiling inside her.

They started to glow together, red and gold swirling.

His cock pulsed inside her.

Her pussy gushed in response.

Their magic tangled.

Their souls fused.

And in one final thrust—

CRACK—!

It was like sky itself had split above them.

"CUMMINGGGG—!!" she shrieked, body convulsing, squirting mid-air, pussy fluttering madly as her orgasm shattered through her entire being.

"Take it. All of it." Pyris growled—and came inside her.

Throb. Throb. THROB.

His cock flexed violently as divine cum pumped deep into her womb.

It was hot—scalding—almost too much.

Her stomach bulged again as he emptied into her. They hovered in the air—bodies twitching, lips locked, drenched in blood and sweat.

And then, together—they dropped.

BOOM!

The floor cracked beneath their landing.

But they didn't stop. She was still grinding on him, even twitching from aftershocks, even gasping for more.

He lay back, letting her collapse on top of him.

Her body trembled violently. Her breath ragged. His cock still buried deep inside.

She whimpered—

"More… please… more..."

He smiled, brushing her blood-soaked hair from her face.

"Round two then?"

Her pussy clenched in response.

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No matter how strong she was—as a Rank 18 now, thanks to his mother's resources—there was no way Esmeralda could move when he was done with her.

In the end, Pyris had sent her to the nearby bedroom to rest, leaving behind the crime scene filled with waves of residual energy that still rushed through the space, curling around both their bodies like invisible steam. His essence had already begun helping her advance, just as it always did.

But there wasn't much a Rank 18 could contribute to Pyris anymore—not after what he had become today.

Not that he cared about such things during moments like that.

Power was a bonus. Their pleasure—and his—was the point.

As long as they were happy, he didn't care how much they added to his strength.

Power was just a bonus. It was their pleasure that mattered. Her moans. Her broken voice. Her begging.That's what he fucked for.

As long as they were happy—satisfied—he didn't give a damn how much essence they pumped into him.

Yet with each release, even if the Lust Essence he could absorb was lesser in amounts than the mana he could harvest from cultivation it still brought something else. Something more personal. Deeper.

The Lust Essence Absorption had become his real strength.

Unlike mana, this wasn't just energy. His was corrupted desire. Pure want. Emotion turned into fuel. And he could draw it not just from his lovers, but from every secret fantasy, every hunger, every scent of pheromone in the air. Every being as long as they had lust.

The Corrupted Lust.

He was something else now. Not divine. Not god. But a being only a breath away from the throne of Goddess Lilith and the Endless.

Another Embodiment of Lust—but along a different path.

A path that even Lilith herself had once admitted diverged from hers. A path she couldn't walk.

[Ding! Acquired New Ability!]

Blood Weave: Manipulate blood in any form—your own, your enemies', or even blood aura floating in the air. Defensive, offensive, supportive—this is a limitless ability with endless potential.

Time: 23:58hrs

"Right… Lust Copy," Pyris murmured to himself, still feeling the lingering high.

With Touch of Lust, he could temporarily copy an ability from any of his women for the next 24 hours. And sometimes... he got more.

[Ding! You've acquired an ability!]

He smirked. That was Lust Copy for you. One ability would be permanent, the other temporary. But even the temporary ones weren't truly lost—not if he shared a bed with her again.

[EYE: ???? Can not be used!]

[Ding! New Mission!]

Mission: Acquire an Ability – EYE OF WAR

Reward: Unlock the Eye ability. Final Unlock: EYE OF WAR ENDLESS

"Well, well…" he muttered, "If it isn't another mystery wrapped in another Endless."

This time it was War. A War Endless, apparently.

It intrigued him. The mission was vague, but Pyris was willing to do anything to finish it. The real puzzle was how Esmeralda was tied to it. If the EYE was being unlocked through her it meant she possessed it too although he was sure she could not use it too, did that mean she had a connection to the Endless of War herself?

Or was she a carrier, an unwitting key?

More questions.

None worth asking yet.

Another step forward. Another door to open.

[Ding! Acquired a Blood Truth!]

And there it was.

The system kept blessing him after every woman, every moan. Now he had three Blood Truths, his own, one from the mission and lastly Lust Copy gave him a new one from his new woman.

And with Esmeralda…This wasn't just lust. It was legacy.

And whatever this "Eye of War" was—it wasn't done with him yet.

[Blood Truth: Blood Weaver:

Blood Threading: Weave tendrils of your own or others' blood into razor-thin threads that slice through flesh, armor, or even magical constructs. Can be used mid-combat to paralyze, sever, or restrain enemies by controlling their internal blood flow.

Sanguine Marionette: If an enemy has been wounded by you or their body has tasted your blood on their skin, you can briefly control their body like a puppet through the blood left inside them. Very taxing. Can only be used once per day and not on enemies with stronger Will than yours unless weakened.]