Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Quinlan entered the harem room, and what he saw made his eyebrows rise.

The expansive room was transformed to be even more romantic than it usually was.

His girls ensured it was never the masculine man-cave it might've ended up being if Quinlan was the only one to live in it, but this time, it was extra flavorful.

Lit softly by the glow of aromatic candles that cast warm light across the silk-draped walls, it was truly a spectacle to behold. A path of crimson rose petals led from the door directly to the enormous harem bed. The air smelled of jasmine flowers and expensive oils.

Jasmine was positioned near the foot of the bed. She had clearly done her best to get prepared right after returning from the battle.

Her brown hair was intricately styled, and her blue eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and deep anxiety.

She wore a seductive dress that left her shoulders and legs bare. Her skin had a polished, glistening sheen, showing she had just finished bathing and a thorough skincare routine. She looked simultaneously breathtakingly sexy and utterly vulnerable.

But the unexpected element was the presence next to her.

A tanned beauty with fiery hair and bright green eyes stood at Jasmine's side.

Serika was wrapped in a simple, damp towel, but was otherwise naked beneath it. Her tanned skin also glistened, showing she had also cleaned and prepared herself in preparation for the night, though she displayed none of Jasmine's visible worries.

She was relaxed and steady.

Quinlan raised an eyebrow at Serika. "I'm not complaining one bit, don't get me wrong, but I was not expecting you here."

Before Serika could respond, Jasmine spoke up hurriedly. Her voice was tight with nervousness. "Please don't think Serika forced herself into the picture uninvited! I was too nervous... I asked her to be present…"

Her long eyelashes fluttered as she blinked several times, seeking his approval. "Is that okay...?"

Hearing the explanation, Quinlan's mouth curved into a satisfied expression. He began walking toward the two women with a slow, deliberate pace that made Jasmine's heart beat like a war horse, judging by the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Serika, by contrast, only offered him a loving, calm smile.

Quinlan reached Jasmine and stopped. She was trembling. "You are far too worried," he said softly.

He reached out with his hand and his finger gently hooked under her chin to lift her gaze to his, and leaned in for a tender kiss.

Jasmine gasped into his mouth but did not move away. Her dreamy eyes welcomed the contact.

Pulling back only an inch, he explained, "Today is about you, my love. If you feel more comfortable with Serika present, then why not? I am only here to embrace you with all my heart. If you have any other requests to make this night even better, then just say so."

Jasmine relaxed slightly, a genuine smile breaking through her anxiety. "No… I might be a merchant girl, but I'm not very materialistic... I just want to feel loved."

"That can be arranged," Quinlan decreed with an expression that told both women he did not harbor any doubt about his ability to fulfill her dream.

He then reached out with his other arm, finding Serika's chin. He lifted her head and leaned in for a kiss. Serika was far more fierce with the contact than Jasmine; she was a woman who knew exactly what she wanted and was not afraid to take it.

Where Quinlan had only touched Jasmine's lips, Serika quickly extended her tongue, instantly deepening the intimacy. Their tongues danced for a moment before Quinlan managed to keep his composure just enough to pull back.

"It's perfect, actually," he said, looking at the fiery woman. "Your first time was an orgy because you're a true team player, but this will let me dedicate a lot more focus to you, too."

Serika looked lovingly into his eyes and nodded, accepting his words. "I was very satisfied with my first time, but… I won't say no to more intimate love-making sessions. My face might not show it properly, but my heart is singing in joy."

Quinlan loved what he heard, especially when combined with the beautiful smile of the woman. He adored this badass, fiery chick far too much. Quinlan even suspected that she only had a towel wrapped around her body to let Jasmine shine brighter than she did.

After all, it was Jasmine's first time, not hers. Serika was only here to help the woman ease her mind and heart.

Yet it went to show how gentle this warrioress truly was. A lesser woman would've tried to outshine Jasmine, but she was content with being only the second most beautiful woman in the room.

Though, of course, in Quinlan's eyes, the lack of a sexy dress did not worsen her image. All his lovers were the definition of perfection, no matter their attire.

He looked at both women at once with both of their delicate chins held gently between his fingers. They waited patiently and focused on his wonderful, swirling eyes as he examined both of their otherworldly beautiful faces and decreed, "You are far too gorgeous. I'm the luckiest man in the whole damned universe."

Jasmine's heart audibly hammered at that, and she blushed deeply. This time, even Serika's tanned cheeks showed a rosy shade. She was not immune to flattery and flirting from her man, not one bit.

The trio remained locked in their stare, examining their mates' faces. Quinlan's hands stayed firm beneath their chins, holding their attention captive.

Then, the girls made their move.

Simultaneously, while their chins were still resting in his hands and their eyes focused on his, they reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Their movements were coordinated, filled with excitement. Jasmine worked the buttons near his collarbone, while Serika took the lower half.

Serika then took it upon herself to move her hand lower, leaving the 'easier' task to Jasmine. Her hands found the button of his pants, and with a smooth, deliberate motion, she unlocked the waist.

None of their gazes wavered.

Serika's bright green eyes were sharp with anticipation, her expression showing pure desire.

Jasmine's blue eyes were wide and dreamy, full of the deep blush that now covered her face. She was far too adorable right now.

The air in the room grew thick, charged with attraction. The only sounds were the soft, frantic beat of Jasmine's heart and the whisper of fabric giving way.

Their hands worked his clothing open, turning the intimate stare-down into the beginning of the most sensual of foreplays.

Every movement was slow, deliberate, and undeniably sexy, building the tension for what was to come.

Serika then took a step closer, which in turn made it so their faces were now barely an inch apart. Quinlan felt her warm breath dance across his skin, a simple sensation that was enough to get him going.

But Serika did not step up just to watch his eyes from closer.

Her hands slipped lower, finding his undergarments and gently pulling them down to his thighs. Then, her warm, tanned hands landed on his penis, giving it a gentle, welcoming little pet before her fingers closed and she took a firm grip.

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