Chapter 479: Chapter 479 - Serving the Master for the Last Time

Veronica’s trembling started in her hands.

They were still pressed against his chest, her heavy tits smooshed against his abs, her red hair wet and matted to her back. As if he had just spoken, as if the words had just landed, she realized — he was abandoning them.

Not sending them ahead.

Not giving them a mission.

Abandoning them into a new world where time would eat them alive.

"What are you saying?" Veronica’s voice broke.

She leaned back, her hands sliding from his chest to his shoulders, her eyes wide with something she hadn’t shown since she was a child: raw, unmasked fear.

"Husband, darling, no." Her voice cracked. "Why us?"

Avriana’s body went rigid in his grip.

The oracle who had known this was coming, who had watched this future unfold in her mind’s eye, who had come to the pool knowing she would be chosen — she was still unprepared.

Because she had doubled the sensation.

Her oracle bloodline had shown her the future twice — once in the moment it would happen, and once in the prediction of it. Now, with both realities colliding, the orgasm hit her twice as hard, twice as deep, her cunt clenching in dual waves that made her whole body tremble.

She felt limp.

Her knees buckled in the water. Her forehead pressed against his chest, her tears vanishing into the wet fabric of his skin.

"What are you saying?" Kira whispered, her disciplined voice breaking.

"Why us?" Fatima echoed, her enormous tits pressing against his arm.

Raven didn’t answer.

He simply reached back.

His hand found Avriana’s ass — the firm, dark-cheeked muscle beneath the water — and he slapped it hard.

PHACKK!

"KYAAAANGGG~!!!"

The oracle’s scream tore from her throat, her body jerking forward despite her limpness, her cunt clenching around him in a fresh, involuntary spasm. The sound silenced every woman in the pool. Every one of them. Even the ones who had been crying, even the ones who had been begging, even the ones who had been trying to protest.

They went silent.

And then he increased his hips.

His movements blurred.

Pah Pah PAH! PAAAH! PHAAAACKK!

He was fucking Avriana harder than he’d fucked anyone in the last hour, his groin a gray blur against her hips, his balls slapping her clit with wet, rhythmic impacts. Avriana’s body shook with every thrust, her oracle mind completely numb, her eyes rolled back, her tongue hanging out, her face locked in that ahegao expression that had broken across her features like dawn.

He held her hips with both hands now.

His fingers dug into the firm flesh, bruising her, anchoring her to him while he fucked her like she was the last woman on earth.

He looked at the others.

As if they did not matter.

His purple eyes swept over the cluster of women clinging to him — the pregnancy, the thick milf bodies, the fallen seraph, the dojo girl, the Aqua Sovereign, the Dream Succession wife, the Beast-Touched mutations, the Oracle herself.

His eyes found Veronica.

She was still pressed against his chest, her heavy tits smooshed flat, her red hair hanging in wet strands down her back, her eyes just now pulling out of the horny state that had possessed her since the marks activated.

She was realizing.

This would be the last time she would see him.

She would go to the main world. He would go to the Labyrinth. They would be separated for ten years that would feel like one hour to her.

"Establish an hierarchy," he said.

His voice was calm. Unhurried. Like he was giving her a business briefing, not sending her to a foreign world to survive.

"Make a guild."

He thrust harder.

PAAAH!

"KYAAAANGG~!!"

"Make your own faction." He looked at her. "I would enter Dominant — the kingdom of Eldoria. That would be the first kingdom you would go to."

His hips kept moving.

He was still fucking Avriana behind him, his cock buried to the hilt, the oracle’s body limp and twitching in his grip.

"You would meet a few heroes at first." He looked back at Avriana and slammed deeper. "Among them — crush everyone once to sit at the top."

PAAAH!

"KYAAAANGGG~!!"

He pulled out.

The exit was obscene — his cock slid out of Avriana’s ruined cunt with a wet slurp, cum immediately following it out in a thick white rope that dripped down her inner thigh and into the water.

He called out.

"Jennifer."

Jennifer was already moving. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Before the word finished leaving his lips, the Dream Succession woman was rushing toward him, her flour-dusted hands reaching for his cock, her eyes wide and desperate and already cock-addicted after the afternoon they’d shared.

She dropped to her knees in the water.

She deep-throated his cock in one motion — no gagging, no hesitation, just pure, practiced, desperate swallowing. Her throat bulged around the head, her eyes rolling back, her flour-dusted hands finding his hips and holding on.

Above her, Hana and Fatima rushed together.

The fat milf mother and her enormous-titted daughter, both of them rushing to his sides, both of them sinking to their knees in the water, both of them finding his balls.

Hana’s mouth took his left testicle.

Fatima’s mouth took his right.

They sucked with the same desperate intensity, their tongues working the same sac, their mouths wet and sloppy and completely devoted.

Raven’s hand found both of their heads.

One hand pressed down on Jennifer’s head, keeping her throat impaled on his cock. The other hand found the space between Hana and Fatima, his fingers tangling in both women’s hair, his palm resting on the top of their skulls as they sucked his balls.

"Take Jennifer," he said.

He looked at Veronica.

"Meera. Avriana. And those with powers with you."

He leaned forward, his abs pressing against Jennifer’s face, his cock still buried in her throat, her eyes rolling up toward him as she gagged around his length.

"Create the hierarchy of King Lustre there," he said. "Until I return."

He looked at Avriana, who was still collapsing in the water behind him, her body twitching, her face still locked in ahegao, her cunt leaking cum into the pool.

"Climbing down from the Labyrinth while training my bitches more."

He pulled out.

Jennifer’s throat released him with a wet pop.

Cum immediately began leaking from her stretched mouth, dripping down her chin and into the water, her eyes still rolled back, her hands still holding his hips.

He turned.

He drove his cock back into Avriana’s pussy.

PAAAH!

"KYAAAANGGG~!!"

He slammed balls-deep.

His hips blurred.

He fucked her harder than before, faster, his cock tearing through her cervix, his balls slapping her clit with every impact, his pubic hair grinding against her labia.

"KYAAAANGGG~!! HNNNGHH~!! M-MY LORD~!!"

He came.

His cock pulsed in her cunt.

The load was thick and massive, flooding her womb in waves, filling her belly with hot, claiming seed that made her stomach visibly distend with the volume. Her eyes went wide, her mouth opened in a silent scream, her body convulsing around him.

"NNNGHHH~!! L-LORD~!! FULL—!! SO FULL—!!"

He pulled out slowly.

The separation was obscene — cum immediately began leaking from Avriana’s gaping cunt, dripping down her inner thigh, mixing with the water, her body still twitching, her eyes still rolled back.

Hana and Fatima were still at his sides.

They leaned forward.

Their tongues found his cock.

Together, they licked him clean, their mouths working the same shaft, their tongues meeting around the crown, their saliva mixed with the cum still dripping from the slit, their eyes on each other as they worshiped the same cock.

Underwater, the women were looking at him.

Their eyes were teary.