Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP

Chapter 162: Chapter 162 : Thanks For Giving Me The Chance To have Her

Jax was completely drained.

Every muscle ached. Every bone felt hollow. His balls might as well have been two deflated balloons.

But as he looked at his latest masterpiece, pride swelled in his chest.

The King’s mother lay exactly where he’d left her.

Legs still folded. Feet still touching the space beside her ears. Arms still gripping her own thighs to maintain the obscene position.

She hadn’t moved an inch since he’d finished.

Her pussy had become a volcano.

White cum—diluted with her own juices after ninety minutes of relentless pounding—erupted from her swollen hole in slow, rhythmic pulses.

The overflow trickled downward. From pussy to asshole. Pooling briefly in that tight ring before escaping further.

Whatever survived the journey dripped onto the ruined bedsheets below.

A river of depravity connecting all three points.

’Beautiful. Truly beautiful. I should become an artist.’

Then a hand clamped down on his shoulder.

Jax turned.

The King.

’Oh shit. I completely forgot about him.’

Oakryn’s eyes were red. Puffy. The face of a man who had witnessed his entire reality crumble over the past two hours.

”Mother.” His voice was ice. Barely controlled fury. ”If you are finished, I am taking him.”

Jax gulped.

He turned toward the bed, hoping for backup. For the woman who he had given the best feeling and his best.

No response.

Her lower body slowly descended to the mattress. Her eyes remained closed. Her chest rose and fell with exhausted breaths.

She was out.

’Betrayal. After EVERYTHING I gave you. After ninety minutes of the best dick of your centuries-long life. This is how you repay me?’

The King’s grip tightened. He began dragging Jax toward the door.

”Wait—at least let me put something on!”

Jax gestured at his naked body. His cock swinging freely with each forced step.

”I can’t exactly parade around with my dick helicoptering through the city!”

The King didn’t listen. Didn’t slow down. Just kept pulling.

Jax understood.

The burning rage inside this man had reached critical mass. Reasoning was no longer an option.

His mind raced through possibilities.

’Option one: Kill them all right now.’

Possible. He was strong enough. Probably.

’Then what? Become the kingdom’s most wanted criminal? The academy’s enemy? The entire world hunting me down?’

Not sustainable.

’Option two: Play the obedient prisoner. Go quietly.’

Also terrible.

’They’ll torture me first. Make me suffer for every thrust I gave his mother. Then if I somehow survive, it’s life imprisonment. Or worse—’

His blood ran cold.

’—public execution. Where they chop off my pride. My beautiful, magnificent cock.’

The thought alone was unbearable.

’All of this for what? A noble deed of helping a poor old elf lady get properly dicked down?’

He sighed internally.

’God, this world really sucks.’

Then a voice cut through the silence.

”You may take him.”

The King’s mother had awakened. Still lying in her puddle of cum. Still looking thoroughly destroyed.

But her eyes were sharp. Dangerous.

”However.”

The temperature in the room plummeted.

”A single scratch on him. A single action he doesn’t consent to. Anything that displeases him in the slightest.”

Her smile was terrifying.

”And I will personally ensure that by tomorrow morning, this kingdom burns. A new ass will sit on that throne. And it won’t be yours.”

The King stopped walking.

His grip on Jax loosened.

He knew his mother. Knew when she was bluffing. Knew when she was serious.

This was serious.

She had gone completely insane for a sex toy. And she would absolutely follow through on her threat.

Revenge was no longer an option.

Oakryn’s mind scrambled for alternatives. Something he could do without directly harming this bastard. Some loophole. Some technicality.

KNOCK KNOCK.

”Your Majesty! It’s urgent!”

Aldric’s voice came through the door.

The King’s eye twitched.

”Did I not tell you to keep your withered ass out of this room?! To guard the door and let NO ONE through?!”

His rage found a new target.

”Y-Your Highness, I understand, but—”

”BUT WHAT?!”

”It’s about Princess Aeliana.”

Silence.

The King’s grip on Jax vanished entirely.

Both he and the Queen went rigid.

”What happened to Aeliana?” The Queen’s voice trembled. ”Is she home?”

”I... I’m afraid not, My Queen.”

Aldric’s voice wavered.

”The villagers report that she was helping them. Taking on the red syndicate. Some hooded hooded figures they had made story of.”

Pause.

”But...”

Everyone leaned forward.

Even Jax. Because if something had happened to his students, that was on him.

”The village head says they left eight hours ago. Headed for the forest where those syndicate members are usually spotted.”

Another pause.

”They haven’t returned.”

CRACK.

The King’s fist slammed through the door.

Wood splintered. Blood dripped from his knuckles. He didn’t seem to notice.

”That village...”

His voice was barely human.

”If anything happens to her... I will burn it to the ground. Every house. Every building. Every man, woman, and child. I will turn them all to ASH.”

He ripped the broken door open—careful to block Aldric’s view of the room’s interior and stepped into the hallway.

”Go. Now. Tell the soldiers to fetch Commander Erwin. Investigate immediately. Find Aeliana at ALL costs. Don’t waste a single second.”

Aldric bowed and sprinted away.

The King stood in the doorway.

Broken.

The worst day of his life after witnessing two heart breaking moments today.

His daughter—the one person he adored above all else was in danger. Missing.

Behind him, the man who had just spent ninety minutes filling his mother’s pussy stood in his room.

And as he turned to look at that man, he saw something that made his eye twitch violently.

Jax was getting dressed.

In his clothes back.

His shirt. His formal shorts.

”What,” the King said slowly, ”do you think you’re doing?”

Jax finished buttoning the shirt.

”Going to save your daughter.”

”...What?”

”Don’t make me repeat myself. We’re wasting time.”

He walked past the King. Paused at the bed.

Reached down.

Squeezed his mother’s tits one more time for good measure.

Then leaned in and kissed her lips.

”Thank you for saving me,” he murmured against her mouth. ”I’ll be back soon to repay you properly.”

She stared at him. Words failing her for the first time in centuries.

Jax headed for the door.

He pushed past the King without ceremony.

But stopped beside the Queen.

Leaned close to her ear.

Whispered.

”I wouldn’t have minded fucking you too, you know.”

Her breath caught.

”You should have been bolder. Joined in instead of just watching and fingering yourself.”

Her face erupted in crimson.

She shoved him. Hard.

”Shut UP—!”

Her eyes darted to her husband. Praying he hadn’t heard.

Jax was already walking away. Grinning.

”Remember this,” the King called after him. Voice dripping with venom. ”I am not done with you.”

Jax didn’t turn around.

”The feeling is mutual. I’m not done with your mother. Or your wif—”

He stopped himself.

Slapped a hand over his own mouth.

’Shut up, Jax. Your stupid mouth is always the cause of your problems.’

But the damage was done.

The King’s expression shifted. From rage to something colder. Calculated.

”My mother told me not to punish you.”

A devilish smile spread across his face.

”But she said nothing about punishing YOUR mother.”

He stepped closer.

”And trust me. I will show her no mercy. None at all.”

Jax turned.

His expression had changed.

The playfulness was gone. The mischief had vanished.

Something colder stared back at the King.

”Too bad for you.”

His voice was flat. Empty.

”If you want to punish her, you’ll have to travel to heaven. Or hell. Whichever one she ended up in.”

He tilted his head.

”She’s been dead for years. Long before I could even remember her face.”

The King’s smile faltered.

”So you’ll have to wait quite a while before you get your chance.”

Jax stepped closer. Until they were face to face.

”But hey. While you wait up there or down there maybe you’ll finally understand the taste I experienced today.”

He clicked his tongue.

”That juicy. Salty. Tangy flavor of your dear mother.”

He turned.

And dashed out before the King could respond.

[Pics of that juicy, salty, tangy dear mother have been posted on Discord (of course, the cultured kind). Also, character illustrations of Astrid, Adelina, and Seris have been added to the character reference block. Feel free to show some love and popularity to the new additions you like the most.]