Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!

Chapter 324: Chapter : 324 : That Smirk On His Face!

In the secluded Voss family medic room, the air was thick with tension and unspoken desire. The luxurious chamber remained quiet except for the soft sounds of breathing and the distant roar of the colosseum crowd waiting for the final duel.

Elarion Voss leaned over his twin sister, Elara, who lay on the wide, silk-draped bed. Her white hair fanned out across the pillow like liquid moonlight, bandages still wrapped around her midriff and shoulders from the brutal fight.

They were already deep in a passionate embrace.

Elarion’s elegant red blazer remained on, the fabric slightly rumpled. His black pants were only partially open at the front, his hard cock freed and buried deep inside his sister’s tight, wet heat. They were in a tight missionary position, bodies pressed close together. Elara’s arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling him down as they hugged each other desperately. Elarion’s arms encircled her waist and back, holding her possessively while he thrust into her with steady, deep strokes.

”Ah... Brother...” Elara moaned softly, her voice breathy and trembling. Her legs were spread wide around his hips, heels digging lightly into the back of his thighs as he moved inside her. ”Nngh... you feel so good...”

Elarion groaned low in his throat, his hips rolling smoothly as he fucked her. The wet, intimate sounds of their joining filled the private room — skin against skin, her slick walls clenching around him with every thrust. He kept his movements controlled but passionate, grinding deep each time he bottomed out.

”You’re so tight... even after everything...” he murmured against her ear, kissing along her jaw. ”So perfect for me.”

Elara’s bandaged chest heaved with each breath, her full breasts pressing against his blazer as they hugged tighter. She turned her head slightly, lips brushing his cheek. ”They... ahh... they already called for you... The final duel... They’re waiting...”

Elarion didn’t slow down. His cock continued sliding in and out of her dripping pussy in long, deliberate strokes, the head kissing her deepest spots with every thrust. ”I know,” he breathed, voice husky. ”But I’m not leaving until I fill you up.”

Elara let out a needy whimper, her arms tightening around his neck. She pulled him even closer, their foreheads touching as they stared into each other’s matching icy-blue eyes. ”We love each other so much... don’t we...?” she whispered between moans.

Her words sent a fresh wave of heat through Elarion. He kissed her deeply, tongues tangling as his hips snapped forward harder. The wet slap of their bodies grew louder, her slick arousal coating his shaft and dripping down to the sheets.

”Yes... I love you, Elara,” he groaned against her lips. ”More than anything. You’re mine... my perfect twin... my everything.”

Elara’s moans filled the elegant room, growing higher and needier with every thrust. ”Ahh! Brother...! Harder... please... I need you deeper... Mmm... We’re connected like this... forever...”

Their bodies moved together in perfect sync — hugging tightly, kissing passionately, hips rocking as he fucked her with increasing intensity. Elarion’s red cape draped partially over the side of the bed, his elegant blazer brushing against her bandaged skin with every movement. He never fully undressed; only his pants were open enough for his thick cock to plunge repeatedly into her welcoming heat.

Elara’s legs wrapped higher around his waist, pulling him in as deep as possible. Her nails lightly scratched the back of his neck. ”I’m sorry I lost... but when I’m with you like this... it doesn’t hurt as much... Ahh! Right there...!”

Elarion buried his face in the crook of her neck, kissing and gently biting as he drove into her faster. The bed creaked softly beneath them. ”You don’t have to apologize... You’re still my proud, beautiful sister... and right now... you’re mine completely...”

Their lovemaking grew more urgent. Elara’s moans echoed off the marble walls — sweet, breathy cries of pleasure that mixed shame, love, and raw desire. ”Dear Brother...! I love you... I love you so much...! Don’t stop... Fill me... Make me yours again...!”

He could feel her walls fluttering and tightening around him, her climax building rapidly. Elarion’s own release was close, his cock throbbing inside her slick, velvety heat.

”I’m close...” he growled against her ear. ”Cum with me, Elara...”

”Yes...! Together...!” she cried out, clinging to him desperately.

Their bodies tensed at the same moment. Elarion thrust deep one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he erupted inside her. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, filling her completely. At the exact same instant, Elara’s climax crashed over her — her walls spasmed wildly around his pulsing cock, milking every drop as she cried out in ecstasy.

”Ahhhhh...! Brother! I’m cumming...!”

They held each other tightly through the shared orgasm, bodies trembling, lips locked in a messy, passionate kiss. Elara’s hips bucked weakly against him as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her, her pussy greedily squeezing and drawing out every last spurt of his seed.

When the intense climax finally began to fade, they remained locked in their embrace, breathing hard. Elarion’s cock stayed buried inside her, pulsing with the aftershocks as cum slowly leaked out around their connection.

Elara’s eyes were glassy with satisfaction and lingering emotion. She gently stroked the back of his head, whispering softly, ”Go now... They’re waiting for you... But come back to me soon... okay?”

Elarion kissed her forehead tenderly, still catching his breath. ”I will. Rest well, my love.”

He slowly pulled out, tucking himself back into his pants and straightening his elegant blazer and cape. Elara watched him with soft, affectionate eyes, the blanket pulled back up over her body as a small, satisfied smile touched her lips.

Elarion gave her one last lingering look — his twin, his secret lover, still flushed and beautiful even after defeat and their passionate union.

Then he turned and left the private Voss infirmary, stepping out to face Aiden Nightshade on the grand stage.

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The central platform of the colosseum had been completely repaired by high-level earth and restoration mages. Not a single crack or shard of ice remained from the brutal battle between Luna and Elara. The stage looked pristine, as if the previous duel had never happened.

In the middle of that vast, empty arena sat Aiden Nightshade.

He was cross-legged on the cool stone floor, back straight, eyes closed in perfect meditation. His hands were folded calmly under his chest. A faint, signature smirk played on his lips — that confident, slightly arrogant curve that made his wives weak in the knees every single time. He looked completely at ease, as though he had all the time in the world and Elarion Voss was merely an afterthought.

The entire colosseum was staring at him.

The commoner section was especially loud. Thousands of voices rose in a mix of awe, excitement, and open admiration.

”Look at him... just sitting there like he owns the whole arena!”

”He’s so calm! Lord Aiden is on another level...”

One group of single commoner girls near the front rows was practically vibrating with fangirl energy, their voices carrying clearly across the stands.

”Oh my gods, he looks so hot just sitting like that!” one pretty brunette squealed, fanning herself. ”That smirk... I’m literally dying over here!”

Another girl with braided hair clutched her friend’s arm. ”Right?! He’s so dashing and powerful. If he wins today, a whole new era begins! I’d do anything to be noticed by him even once...”

A third girl sighed dreamily, eyes glued to Aiden’s relaxed form. ”Imagine being one of his wives... He’s sitting there like a king waiting for his challenger. So cool, so confident... My heart can’t handle how handsome he is!”

The boys in the commoner section were just as hyped, though in a different way.

”If Lord Aiden beats Elarion Voss today, I’m swearing loyalty to him forever!” one young man shouted.

”Yeah! I’ll follow him anywhere!” another added loudly. ”He’s going to change everything for us commoners. Defeat that arrogant noble, and we’ll be his loyal followers for life!”

The cheers and excited chatter rolled through the stands like thunder. The commoners knew what was at stake — if Aiden won, the balance of power would shift dramatically in favor of those who had been looked down upon for generations.

Up in the highest gallery, Aiden’s wives watched the scene with varying expressions.

Venya tilted her head curiously, smiling. ”Why is he just sitting there like that? Is he trying to look cool?”

Zerra bounced in place, eyes sparkling. ”He looks so relaxed! Like he doesn’t even need to prepare!”

Lysandra chuckled softly. ”Knowing Aiden, he probably doesn’t. He’s making a statement.”

Arisha and Vegia exchanged amused glances. ”It’s definitely working on the crowd...”

Ela remained quiet, still visibly conflicted, her hands twisting in her lap.

However, three of the wives were clearly not amused by the commoner girls’ loud fangirling.

Luna’s wolf ears twitched in irritation, her blue eyes narrowed dangerously as she glared down at the stands. ”Those shameless girls... talking about Master like that. I should go down there and rip their tongues out.”

Nyxion’s expression was cold, arms crossed tightly. ”Insolent commoners. If they keep drooling over what isn’t theirs, I might have to silence them myself.”

Selvara huffed, cheeks flushed with possessive anger. ”Hmph. How dare they speak about our husband like he’s some prize on display? I’ll slice every last one of them if they don’t shut their mouths.”

The other wives smiled nervously at the three jealous women.

Lysandra laughed awkwardly. ”Come on, girls... they’re just excited. It’s harmless fangirling...”

Xylandra placed a gentle hand on Luna’s shoulder, her voice soft and soothing. ”Luna, calm down. They’re only admiring from afar. Saviour only has eyes for us. There’s no need to get so worked up.”

Zerra nodded quickly, trying to diffuse the tension. ”Yeah! Hero is clearly waiting for Elarion. He’s not even paying attention to them!”

Valeforia smirked playfully. ”Though I do enjoy how possessive you three get~ It’s cute.”

Nayla leaned back with a naughty grin. ”Let them talk. At the end of the day, he’s coming back to us. Especially after he wins.”

Aiden remained perfectly still on the stage below, that signature smirk never leaving his face. He could hear every word from the crowd — the cheers, the fangirling, the declarations of loyalty — but none of it seemed to affect him. His relaxed, cross-legged posture radiated absolute confidence.

Luna muttered under her breath, tail lashing once. ”If one more girl says how they want to ’marry’ Master, I’m jumping down there...”

Nyxion nodded in agreement. ”Agreed.”

Selvara glared harder. ”They don’t deserve to even look at him.”

Liana, still clinging to Kee’s arm, giggled excitedly. ”I am just excited to see the duel! Onii-chan, don’t you want that too?”

Kee whistled. ”Yeah... And he’s got that ’I don’t even need to stand up to beat you’ vibe. It’s intimidating as hell.”

Mee added. ”He really does look amazing...”

Ela stayed silent, biting her lip as she watched Aiden’s calm form. Her heart was torn between cheering for her half-brother, Elarion, and the man who had given her a choice.

Down on the stage, Aiden finally opened his eyes just a fraction. His smirk deepened slightly as he sensed Elarion’s presence approaching from the noble entrance tunnel.

He didn’t move from his cross-legged position.

He simply waited — relaxed, confident, and utterly in control — as the entire colosseum held its breath for the final duel to begin.

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END OF Chapter : 324 : THAT SMIRK ON HIS FACE!

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