Harem Points System: Every Touch Counts!

The goddess of the moon was no longer ethereal, serene, or composed. She was feral. Her body moved with raw instinct, grinding and rolling with such intensity that Xavier swore he felt the very bed quake beneath them. Each motion was an unrestrained claim, a declaration that she wasn't just his woman—she was his equal, his eternal mate, his divine counterpart.

Xavier groaned, hands gripping her hips, but Diana slapped one away, pinning his wrist against the bed with surprising force. "No," she hissed, golden eyes glowing with an unholy light. "This time… I take everything. You'll submit to me, Xavier. To your goddess."

Her pace quickened, grinding harder, sharper. Her nails dug into his skin, her teeth grazed the side of his neck before she bit down just enough to leave a mark that burned like fire. Each thrust of her hips sent sparks of divine energy flickering across their bodies, white-hot crescents of moonlight dancing in the air around them.

Xavier's senses were overwhelmed—her scent, her heat, her relentless rhythm all colliding with the surge of system-enhanced energy tearing through him. Every nerve screamed with bliss, every muscle locked under the intoxicating mix of pleasure and dominance.

"Diana…" His voice was hoarse, broken by groans. "You'll… drive me insane…"

"That's the point," she growled, grinding down harder, her wetness slick against him, her body shuddering with each movement. "I want you to lose yourself. To break under me. Only then will you understand… how much I crave you."

Their breaths mingled, heavy and uneven, as Diana rode him with unrestrained ferocity. The Eternal Divine Bond made every thrust, every kiss, every bite feel like it reached beyond flesh—straight into the core of their souls. It was primal, unstoppable, more than lust—it was a cataclysm born of love, desire, and power intertwined.

Xavier could only surrender to her storm, letting the feral goddess claim him again and again until the edges of his mind blurred.

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The moonlight dimmed in the moon through the vast temple windows painted their bodies in liquid silver. It was almost sunset in Velmora...

Diana lay against his chest, her divine skin still shimmering faintly with the soft pulse of celestial light. Every rise and fall of her breathing brushed against Xavier's skin — steady, serene, and deeply human, despite the goddess blood flowing through her veins.

Neither of them spoke for a while. There was no need to. The silence between them was not emptiness but harmony — two beings, mortal and divine, sharing the same rhythm after being consumed by something far greater than lust.

Diana's fingers idly traced patterns across his chest, glowing faintly with traces of moon essence. Her eyes, once sharp and commanding, now softened with tenderness. "You feel… different," she murmured quietly. "Not just your aura — it's like your soul itself burns brighter."

Xavier chuckled softly, brushing a lock of her silver hair from her face. "That's your doing, isn't it? You've probably corrupted me beyond saving."

She smiled faintly at that, though her tone carried something deeper. "No… it's more than that. Our bond now isn't just physical or divine. It's something that transcends both."

Their gazes met again — his dark and steady, hers glowing with silver warmth. A goddess and a mortal, bound by something the heavens themselves would take notice of.

Then she sighed, voice softer than the whisper of night. "When you left Lucy's chambers, I already knew the Moon had accepted you. But I never imagined the Goddess herself would… bind her essence to you. You're not merely blessed by her now, Xavier. You're linked — permanently."

He exhaled, eyes glimmering faintly. "So this is what it feels like to be the Moon's husband."

Diana gave a gentle laugh, her hand resting on his heart. "You wear the title far better than any mortal should. But remember, it's not without its price. When gods choose, they never let go easily."

The teasing tone faded for a moment. She tilted her head slightly, the faintest shadow crossing her expression. "And speaking of choices… your next path is already being woven."

Xavier looked at her curiously. "What do you mean?"

She leaned forward, her lips brushing his shoulder. "Seraphina. She carries more than even she realizes. Something royal… something ancient. Her blood isn't pure human — it bears the seal of a king."

That made Xavier pause. "Royal blood?"

Diana nodded slowly, her silver hair cascading over his chest. "Yes. The Emperor's blood. Hidden, veiled, but it runs through her. And soon… the royal court will remember what they tried to bury."

She drew back slightly, meeting his gaze with quiet seriousness. "When the summons comes — and it will — you must go with her. They'll question her loyalty, your presence, your lack of an Adventurer's Badge. The Emperor's envoys are already watching."

Xavier's expression hardened, though a faint grin tugged at his lips. "Then it's time I gave them something worth watching."

Diana smirked faintly, running her thumb across his jawline. "That's exactly what I love about you — that arrogance you wear like armor."

He caught her wrist gently and kissed it. "And you love it because you know I can back it up."

Their laughter blended quietly into the night, the moonlight wrapping around them both like a divine veil.

After a long pause, Diana whispered, "Be careful, Xavier. The King's Blood Arc is not just politics — it's prophecy. When royal blood stirs, even gods watch closely. Promise me you won't lose yourself in it."

He met her eyes, firm and steady. "I don't make promises I can't keep, but for you—" his voice lowered, intimate, sincere "—I'll come back stronger."

Diana smiled then — truly smiled — and leaned forward to rest her forehead against his. "Then go. The night's almost over. When dawn breaks, destiny begins moving again."

Outside, the moon slowly descended, painting the sky in faint hues of silver and violet.

And somewhere, far away, bells rang in the imperial capital — a quiet, rhythmic chime announcing the arrival of royal envoys bound for the Emperor's domain.

The summons had begun.

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Velmora — Dawn after the Divine Convergence

The morning light filtered through the moonlit curtains, soft silver hues clinging faintly to Diana's pale skin — a quiet reminder that she was still the Goddess of the Moon, even when tangled in mortal sheets. The air was heavy, fragrant with the aftermath of passion and divine resonance. Xavier stirred beside her, his hand resting loosely over her waist, feeling the warmth of her pulse beneath his palm.

For a long while, neither spoke. The silence wasn't empty — it was full, alive with everything they'd just shared. When Diana finally turned to him, her silver eyes were softer than moonlight itself.

"You've changed," she whispered, her tone a blend of wonder and longing. "Your essence… it's stronger — sharper. Even the stars felt it."

Xavier smiled faintly, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "Maybe because you burned half your divine energy into me," he teased, voice low, but his gaze was tender — reverent even. "But I'll take that as a compliment, goddess."

Diana's lips curved in a small, knowing smile. "You always twist my words into flattery."

He leaned closer, pressing a kiss against her shoulder. "Only when the truth is worth worshipping."

For a moment, she laughed — a soft, melodic sound that seemed to brighten the entire room. Then her laughter faded, replaced by that distant calm that only gods carried when thinking too far ahead.

"With all this tension... I can't overlook something" Xavier didn't deny it. "There's still something I need to settle… the Adventurer's Guild. If I'm going to stand beside you all — if I'm going to protect what's mine — I need my badge. My rank."

She studied him, sensing that unshakable determination beneath his tone. There was always something about him — a mortal who never felt mortal.

"Seraphina won't like that," Diana murmured. "You know how she is."

He sighed softly, nodding. "I know."

...

Later that day

When Xavier returned to the manor, Seraphina was already waiting in the garden, her black hair shimmering slightly beneath the daylight. She turned when she sensed him — her expression melting from annoyance to relief in an instant.

"You've been gone for so long" she demanded, crossing her arms but stepping closer all the same. "A day feels like years…"

He smiled lightly, placing a hand on her head. "Your own special day is coming ."

Her pout deepened — beautiful and stubborn. "You always say that."

Xavier bent down, his forehead brushing against hers in a quiet, grounding gesture. "Seraphina," he said softly, his tone shifting — deeper, sincere. "I need to get my adventurer's badge. It's not just about rank. It's proof — of who I am, what I can do. For your sake, too."

She blinked, confusion flickering with a trace of fear. "For my sake?"

He nodded. "Things are changing. I can feel it. And… I want to make sure I'm ready when they do."

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