Rise of the Harem King

Amelia turned her eyes back to the image of the two colossal beasts, her expression unreadable. Then, with a slow breath, she spoke again.

"I can deal with this."

Inanna finally looked up, a flicker of doubt in her eyes. "Alone?"

"No," Amelia said plainly. "But I won't be alone. Enki still has sharp fangs. I just need to make sure they're pointed in the right direction."

She stepped closer to Inanna, folding her arms.

"How much time do I have before those things become a real threat? Days? Hours?"

Inanna hesitated, then shook her head slightly. "It's hard to say. They're moving slowly for now, and they don't seem to know where to find humans."

Her brow furrowed as her gaze drifted, losing focus on the room around her. She leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand.

"But that could change in an instant. These beasts are notoriously sensitive, and once they start moving, there's nothing that can slow them down. I'd say you have three days, four at most, before a fight becomes impossible."

Amelia nodded, absorbing the information with a tight jaw. "Three days, then."

Wasting no time, she closed her eyes, concentrating deeply as chaotic energy surged around her.

The air shimmered, space bent, and in a blink, she vanished.

An instant later, Amelia materialized on the central platform of the Enki academy. She didn't pause; instead, she marched directly toward the council.

Davi watched the scene in shock, he had never seen Amelia teleport in such a way. Normally she made it look effortless, but now it seemed like she had given her all.

Actually, the air still crackled with residual energy from Amelia's abrupt teleportation, proving it really wasn't normal.

But Inanna didn't seem surprised at all. She understood better than most that teleporting from their current location back to Enki was nearly impossible, even for highly skilled mages.

So the fact that Amelia had done it with barely any visible effort was the truly impressive part.

Her full and sexy lips curved into a pleased smirk as she thought about those two fascinating, absurdly powerful humans.

It was rare to find individuals who could make the impossible look casual and even rarer to find two of them in the same generation.

Then she turned her gaze to Davi, and her smile shifted, growing playful, almost wicked, with a hint of something decidedly perverted.

"Well, well," she purred, rolling her shoulders in a way that made her ample chest sway hypnotically.

The thin fabric of her divine robes clung to every generous curve, the translucent material doing nothing to hide the dusky peaks of her nipples beneath.

"Looks like it's just the two of us now."

She took a step closer, and a delicious scent of a mature and horny milf enveloped Davi.

As she approached her hips swayed with deliberate grace. Her hair tumbled over one shoulder as she tilted her head, those eternal-fire eyes burning into him.

"So," she murmured, dragging a fingertip down his chest. The touch made him instantaneously hard again.

"But I think our encounter will end here," her tone slowly became sad, her eyes like the ones of a puppy.

Inanna's body pressed flush against Davi's back in an instant, her enormous breasts molding against him like warm silk. Her breath brushed against his ear in a whisper that dripped with sinful promise.

"Unless you still have something to say..."

Her hands slid down his torso, fingers tracing the hard planes of his abdomen before drifting lower, until her fingertips hovered just above the growing bulge in his pants.

"Maybe you still have a question for me..." she murmured, her voice a velvet purr. "Something you'd like to... ask?"

Then, in a blink, she was gone from behind him, only to reappear right in front of him, legs spread wide, her dripping pussy on full display.

The scent of her arousal filled the air as she licked her lips, her eyes burning with hunger.

"If you ask nicely," she teased, instantly appearing on her knees right in front of the man. Just an inch away from his huge bulge.

Her hand suddenly gripped the thick outline of his cock through his pants. With a horny smile, she stroked it lightly.

I might even give you what you want." A wicked grin curled her lips as she gave him a slow, deliberate squeeze. "Well... we can't actually fuck, but..." She leaned closer, her breasts brushing against his chest.

Just as Inanna's fingers began to trace the waistband of Davi's pants, the air between them ripped apart with a sound like shattering glass.

A jagged crack split the space, glowing with unnatural light, before exploding outward in a burst of swirling energy.

Davi barely had time to react before a figure tumbled through the rift, landing in an unceremonious heap at their feet.

A girl? Davi thought after seeing who stepped out of that crack.

The woman stood with an air of untamed allure, even though her angry expression made her look quite scary.

Her snow-white hair cascaded in wild, tousled waves. Her striking blue eyes glowed with anger, as she stared intensely at Davi.

It was impossible no to notice she her wolf-like ears, twitching faintly as if she was in guard to anything around her,

And her clothes make sure no one could ignore her sexy body.

She wore a cropped black hoodie that hugged her toned torso and small breasts, revealing the smooth expanse of her midriff and the curve of her wide hips.

Below, her glossy black shorts clung to her extremely thick thighs. Thigh-high stockings, dark and smooth, hugged her legs, their slight shine drawing attention to the toned muscles underneath.

"You!" She pointed at Davi shouting in anger, "I can't allow any of that!"

Inanna smiled softly seeing that, she already knew what all the revolt was about. So she calmly said.

"Vesta, I'm deeply moved by your concern," she said, his voice calm but resolute, "but my decision is made. If he's able to prove himself… I'll bet my life on him."

The girl clenched her fists at her words, her eyes burning with hatred. But beneath that fury, there was unmistakable sorrow.

"I can't allow that," she snapped. "You're just going to end up dying. There's no way this man can defeat your sister!"

Davi, who had been silent until then, tilted his head slightly, watching the exchange with mild curiosity. Vesta turned toward him sharply, stepping forward.

"Fine," she growled. "If you're so sure about him, then let's test it."

Her eyes locked onto Davi's, her voice like steel. "I challenge you to a duel. Right here, right now. No holding back."

"I will kill you right now and prove you have no chance of becoming the hero my mother wants!"