My Lust System: I Inherited The Sin Of Lust And His Three Wives

Shifting gears, Damian pulled Racheal onto his lap, her skirt hiked up around her waist, panties still askew. He positioned her so she straddled one thigh, her wet pussy grinding against the rough denim of his jeans.

”Ride my leg,” he instructed gently, hands on her hips to guide the motion.

She complied with a whimper, her movements slow at first but the tempo increased with time. Meanwhile, Ruby and Hazel flanked them, Ruby standing to offer her breasts to Damian’s mouth and he latched onto one, sucking hard while pinching the other.

Hazel slipped behind Racheal again, her hands roaming the girl’s back before cupping her ass cheeks, spreading them slightly.

”Relax,” Hazel murmured, dipping her head to kiss along Racheal’s spine, then lower, her tongue flicking out to tease the puckered entrance.

Racheal jolted, a startled yelp escaping her, but the sensation was electric, mixing with the pressure on her pussy to make her grind faster.

”W-what are you... oh god,” she gasped, burying her face in Damian’s shoulder.

Damian held her steady, one hand sliding between them to rub her clit directly now, fingers slick with her arousal. His other hand reached back to finger Hazel’s pussy in return. She was dripping, her folds swollen and ready.

Ruby climbed onto the couch arm, positioning herself so her pussy hovered near Damian’s face. He obliged, tongue delving into her slit, lapping at her juices with broad strokes while she rocked against his mouth.

The room filled with the symphony of their pleasure: Racheal’s soft, breathy moans muffled against Damian’s skin; Ruby’s louder gasps as his tongue fucked into her; Hazel’s hums of delight as his fingers plunged deeper.

Racheal stroked Damian’s cock, her grip light with her thumb circling the head to spread more pre-cum. But as her orgasm built, her inhibitions cracked; she rode his thigh with abandon, pussy clenching around nothing, juices soaking his jeans.

”Come for me,” Damian urged, his voice rough from Ruby’s taste on his lips.

He pinched her clit lightly, and she shattered, crying out as her body convulsed, waves of pleasure rippling through her. Her release coated his thigh, warm and slick, and she collapsed against him, panting, eyes glazed with a mix of embarrassment and bliss.

Not done yet, Ruby pulled away from his mouth, her chin glistening, and swapped places with Hazel. Now Hazel straddled his face, lowering her soaked pussy onto his eager tongue. She ground down firmly, her ass cheeks pressing against his forehead as he ate her out with fervor; sucking her clit, then thrusting his tongue inside to scoop her cream.

Ruby took over on his cock, mounting him reverse cowgirl style but not penetrating yet; instead, she slid her pussy along his length, coating him in her wetness, the friction teasing them both.

Racheal, recovering, watched with wide eyes, her hand still loosely around his base. Emboldened by her climax, she leaned down to kiss the tip, her tongue darting out to taste him.

”Like this?” Racheal asked softly, glancing up for approval. Damian groaned into Hazel’s pussy, the vibration making her buck.

’Yes, just like that,’ Ruby encouraged, lifting off to let Racheal take more into her mouth.

The girl parted her lips, sucking tentatively on the head, her cheeks hollowing as she bobbed shallowly. Damian’s hand threaded through her hair, not pushing, just guiding gently. Hazel reached down to fondle Racheal’s breasts from behind, rolling the nipples between her fingers to keep the arousal simmering.

The foreplay evolved into a tangle of limbs and touches; Ruby grinding on Damian’s thigh now, her hand joining Racheal’s on his cock for a dual stroke; Hazel dismounting to kiss Ruby deeply, their breasts mashing together as tongues dueled; Damian pulling Racheal up for another kiss, tasting himself on her lips while his fingers explored her ass, dipping into the tight ring with a slick digit.

Racheal tensed at the new intrusion.

”Do you want it?” she whispered, but her body relaxed as he worked it slowly, pairing it with strokes to her pussy.

The dual penetration of fingers made her moan louder, her hips rocking instinctively. Ruby and Hazel took turns sucking on her nipples, one on each side, their mouths hot and wet, teeth grazing just enough to sting pleasurably.

Damian switched styles, laying back to pull all three closer. He had Racheal sit on his chest, her pussy near his mouth and he lapped at her folds lazily, savoring her post-orgasm sensitivity, making her squirm and giggle shyly.

Ruby and Hazel knelt on either side, taking turns deep-throating his cock. Ruby with fast, sloppy sucks that left strings of saliva; Hazel with slower, teasing swirls that edged him closer.

As the scene stretched, touches varied: feather-light caresses along inner thighs, firm kneads of breasts, playful slaps to asses that elicited yelps and laughs. Racheal’s fingers now confidently circling Hazel’s clit while Damian fingered Ruby.

Tension built anew, bodies slick with sweat, the air thick with musk. Damian’s cock throbbed, veins pulsing under their ministrations, but he held back, focusing on their pleasure.

Racheal came again first this time, her cry muffled as she ground against his tongue, flooding his mouth. Ruby followed, shuddering as his fingers hit her G-spot, squirting lightly onto his hand. Hazel lasted longest, riding his face to a grinding orgasm, her thighs clamping his head.

Finally, as they all panted in the afterglow, Damian stroked himself under their watchful eyes. He came with a groan, ropes of cum splattering across his abs, which the girls eagerly licked clean, sharing kisses laced with his taste.

Damian, on the other hand, was experiencing something altogether different. His heart was beating twice as fast, but he soon realized the pounding rhythm did not come from a single source. The beating sounded from both sides of his chest, as though two hearts were now pulsing within him.

Only then did the notifications begin to appear.

[Level 100 Threshold Reached]

[Demon Heart Formed]

[Description: While the mortal heart pumps blood, the demon heart pumps demonic force. Gaining a demon heart drastically increases your demonic force reserves, improving demonic force recovery speed as well. Demons and angels are ranked according to the number of hearts they possess.]

[Demon heart ranks: Beast, Monster, Terror, Demon, Devil, Titan and Calamity]

[Level up!]

[Level 80 → 100]

[Attribute points: +3.0]

[+20 Talent Points]

[+1065 Demonic Force]

[ShapeShift Skill Unlocked]

[Devil Wings Skill Unlocked]

[Name: Damian]

[Race: Human/Demon] [Hybrid]

[Rank: Lesser Demon] [Beast]

[Sins: Lust/Abyss]

[Talent Points: 95]

[Talent Tree:] [Lust/Abyss]

[Level: 100] [0%]

[Strength: 15.0] [Agility: 15.0] [Constitution: 15.5] [Charisma: 15.0] [Demonic Force: 1400/1400]

[Name: ShapeShift]

[Type: Active]

[Description: This is a common skill amongst demons used to wear another person’s form]

[Name: Devil Wings]

[Type: Active]

[Description: You can sprout a pair of demonic wings at will]

The demon heart was both a shock and an exhilarating revelation. Damian immediately thought of Bathin and the terrifying volume of power behind his devil lance skill. After a month of practice, Damian’s control was still far from impressive, yet he could feel the steady progress with each passing day. Knowing that his demonic force reserves would eventually grow to such monstrous levels was deeply reassuring. Once he mastered control, the power he wielded would be nothing short of terrifying.

The girls placed their palms over his second heart, enjoying the rippling pulse that spread through his chest with every beat. They exchanged glances, their eyes bright with delight, and giggled softly before speaking in perfect unison.

”Congratulations on growing your first demon heart.”

How could they not be excited? Their man had taken the first major step toward becoming someone capable of rivaling their former lord, Lin Qui. As long as Damian could return to his peak form, their clans would finally be safe from the chaos of the war of princes.

Only then would they make their bold return to the underworld and vie for the abyssal throne.