Lustful Way to Immortality, From Primitive Boy to Immortal God-Chapter 102: In the fields..

Several days had passed since Fuyu and his wives had established their temporary dominion over the village. During this time, the memory of the two siblings who had escaped into the treeline had begun to fade like morning mist, though it hadn’t vanished entirely from Fuyu’s mind. He had no genuine intention of bringing Ivis and Iris back into his inner circle—they were, for all intents and purposes, useless to him now—but he understood the value of appearances. Manu had entrusted them to him, and as a brother and a peer, Fuyu needed at least the veneer of an excuse. He had half-heartedly ordered a few of his men to scout the perimeter and "search" for them, mostly so he could later shrug his shoulders and claim he had tried his best.

But his mind was occupied by far more intoxicating prospects.

"Hah... so this is that spiritually enriched place that Manu had told us about?" Fuyu said, a hungry grin spreading across his face.

He stood at the edge of a breathtaking expanse—a hidden valley where a literal field of vibrant, multi-colored flowers carpeted the earth as far as the eye could see. The air was smelling sweet with a fragrance so potent it felt heavy in the lungs. Sturdy, ancient trees punctuated the landscape, but it was the Grove Sky trees standing guard at the periphery that caught his eye. They loomed like silent sentinels, their silver-tinged leaves shimmering as they protected the delicate, energy-storing flora at their feet. Fuyu could feel the thrum of power in the air; the very soil was saturated with spiritual essence. It was a miracle of nature that the local villagers were too ignorant to realize the goldmine they lived beside, or these flowers would have been devoured as snacks or medicine long ago.

"Hmm... really, it looks so beautiful and gorgeous," Katty cooed, her face radiating a blissful, almost childlike wonder. "I want to just run through this natural garden and feel every petal." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Haha, so true!" Sara added, her eyes wide with eagerness. She took a step forward, her body leaning into the breeze. "Let’s go then! What are we waiting for? I want to feel like a flower fairy in the middle of all this."

"No... don’t go recklessly," Fuyu warned, his voice regaining its grounded authority. "The essence here is delicate. If you trample the plants beneath your feet without care, you might ruin the very energy we’ve come to harvest."

But Lara was already moving. She brushed past Fuyu with a defiant toss of her head. "Like the hell I care," she muttered playfully. "What’s the point of walking carefully? We aren’t here to be gardeners, Fuyu. We’re here to take the beauty and the power these flowers are holding for ourselves. So I—"

She stopped mid-sentence. Her foot froze in the lush grass. A cold, slithering sensation traveled across the bridge of her foot, followed by the sight of a sleek, black snake winding its way through the stems.

"AHHHHH!"

The scream ripped through the quiet valley. Lara’s bravado evaporated instantly. She began swinging her leg in a desperate, frantic dance to shake off the reptile before turning and bolting back toward Fuyu. She collided with his chest, her arms wrapping around his neck with a vice-like grip, her body trembling with genuine terror. Fuyu caught her in a gentle embrace, his hands smoothing over her back to calm her, but the others weren’t nearly as sympathetic.

"Hahaha! What are you feeling so anxious about, Lara?" Sara mocked, doubling over with laughter. "Didn’t you just say you ’didn’t give a fuck’ about his warnings?"

"Yeah, but he didn’t warn me about the snakes!" Lara hissed, burying her face into Fuyu’s neck, her ears picking up the steady, powerful thrum of his heartbeat.

"Haha... true, he didn’t," Katty joined in, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I am truly disappointed. Even though you deal with ’snakes’ on a regular basis since your cultivation came to a halt, you’re still scared of that..?"

"What are you talking about?" Lara cried, looking up with teary, innocent eyes. "I have never dealt with a snake! I hate those filthy creatures with all my heart. You’re talking baseless bullshit, Katty!"

Fuyu pulled back slightly, looking at Lara with a questioning tilt of his head. He personally shared her distaste for the slithering things. "But Katty... is that the truth? Lara, are you just acting? Is your fear of snakes just a performance or you are truly terrified..?" He felt a twinge of competitive jealousy—he didn’t like the idea of his wives being more fearless than him.

Katty stared at them for a beat, her expression shifting to one of sheer disbelief at their lack of humor. "No, no... she isn’t lying. I’m just kidding," Katty sighed. "Good grief, neither of you have a sense of humor."

Lara huffed, still clinging to Fuyu like a lifeline. "Ahhh... Husband, forget about her. You told us we need to sit in the middle of this field to cultivate while you go bring the others? I won’t agree to it. I’m not staying down there in the grass. My cultivation is slow, but I have no greed. I’d rather be weak and snake-free."

"Oh, don’t worry, baby," Fuyu whispered, a reassuring smile returning to his lips. "I won’t leave you in the dirt. I’ll have the men bring out a large wooden structure—a bed or a raised chair—so you can sit and cultivate in comfort, high above any crawling things."

Lara hesitated, her fear warring with her desire for power, but Sara chose that moment to stir the pot again. "Come on, Lara. Do you really think a snake can’t crawl up a wooden leg?"

Lara’s eyes went wide. she turned back to Fuyu with a look of pure betrayal. "No! I won’t do it! If you want me to cultivate here, then you have to stay here with me the whole time. Otherwise... I’m going back!"

"Hah... You know what, baby?" Fuyu teased, his hands settling on her waist. "I really wonder what our daughter would think if she saw her mother—this grown woman—acting like a pouting child in my arms."

"Huh? What do you mean ’this old’?" Lara countered, her voice turning sultry as she leaned into him. The fear of the snake was quickly being replaced by a much more familiar heat. "I am still young, beautiful, and sweet... just like our daughter. And most importantly, I still have a ’Daddy’ to take care of me. So of course I act like a kid in front of him. So, Daddy... help your fragile, sweet daughter and take her away from the nasty snakes. She doesn’t want to be all alone."

She shifted her weight, deliberately rubbing her soft, generous chest against his hard pectoral muscles, her eyes locked onto his with a predatory sweetness. Fuyu felt the familiar surge of desire, but he decided to play along with her game.

"What do you mean, baby? Your father died a long time ago, didn’t he?" Fuyu asked, his voice dripping with mock innocence.

Lara’s eyes flashed. She understood the invitation to descend further into their shared, taboo fantasies. "You motherfucker... you bastard," she whispered with a seductive smile, biting her lower lip in raw anticipation.

She suddenly jumped, her movements explosive as she wrapped her thick, powerful legs around his waist. Fuyu’s hands reacted instinctively, sliding beneath the soft, wide curves of her buttocks to support her weight. She didn’t wait, capturing his lips in a hungry, desperate kiss, her tongue invading his mouth with a wolfish intensity.

"You bad Daddy," she gasped against his lips. "How can you make your daughter and wife feel like this, huh? Your assaults are becoming too aggressive. Don’t make me explain more... I can already feel myself getting wet just from the way you’re holding me. Don’t tease me anymore. My heart and my body can’t take these assertive words. Stop being selfish and make your daughter feel good."

Lara moaned as Fuyu’s large palms began to knead and mold her voluptuous backside, his fingers digging into the flesh with a possessive strength. The psychological thrill of their roleplay combined with the physical sensation of his hands was sending waves of arousal through her that threatened to drown her.

"Oh, really?" Fuyu whispered.

"Yes, Daddy... don’t make me suffer. This delicate daughter can’t live without her Daddy’s love." She began to kiss him again, her saliva coating his lips, her movements becoming frantic.

The scene was a visceral assault on the senses for Katty and Sara, who stood only a few feet away. They watched with dry throats and dawning hunger, their eyes glued to the way Fuyu’s fingers were working Lara’s body. They couldn’t take the visual assault any longer; their own bodies began to demand the same aggressive attention.

"Hey! Both of you stop at once!" they shouted in unison.

Lara and Fuyu broke their kiss, looking over at them with dazed, heated expressions.

"You’re making us both jealous," Sara snapped, though her voice lacked any real heat. "Stop this at once! We are here for cultivation, not for this... this display!"

"Hehe... it’s all his fault, not mine," Lara giggled breathlessly, though she didn’t loosen her grip on him. "Scold him if you want. I’m just a weak daughter in my Daddy’s arms. Look at how hard he’s clenching me. Aghh... it feels so good. Harder, Daddy! You’re going to tear me apart!"

She let out a scandalous, high-pitched moan as Fuyu’s fingers pressed firmly against the most sacred, private entrance of her body. The sensation of being stretched and claimed, even through her clothes, made her mind go blank with pleasure.

"Ugh... stop this!" Sara cried out, her own composure crumbling. "We have the night for this! We came here to work!"

"Haha... that’s true," Fuyu said, his grin widening as he felt the tension in the air reach a breaking point. "But this sweet daughter of mine is making it very hard to focus. I think I need to bring her to her right mind before we can pay attention to anything else."

"Huh? But what about us?" Katty interjected, her voice becoming a plea. "We don’t want to be left behind. We love you too, Dad."

Fuyu laughed, a dark, triumphant sound. "Oh, that’s so sweet of you, my babies. But you’re going to have to fight for it."

He didn’t give them time to respond. He dove back into Lara’s embrace, his lips moving down to the slender, milk-white skin of her neck, his fingers digging deeper into her most private zones. Lara’s moans became loud, rhythmic sounds of passion that echoed through the valley.

Katty and Sara watched for only a second more before the last of their restraint snapped. They understood the meaning behind Fuyu’s challenge—if they didn’t act now, the "hungry wolf" in his arms would consume everything he had to give.

"You are the worst Dad we could have," Katty whispered, her heart racing like a marathon runner’s. "But... sadly, it’s our failure that we fell for you... DADDY!"

With a synchronized cry of desire, both Katty and Sara jumped at them. The sudden weight sent Fuyu tumbling backward into the grass, a tangle of limbs and soft skin.

"Daddy, don’t just give all your love to one daughter!" they cried as they swarmed over him. "We want our share of your love too!"

The colorful field of flowers, once meant for quiet cultivation, was now the backdrop for a chaotic, passionate struggle for the Demon Lord’s attention.