Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 628: Shameless Man

Seeing she was no longer trying to escape my clutches, my hands inevitably found themselves itching closer to her heavenly thighs.

Itʼs been quite a while since I touched a woman who was much stronger than me. In fact, only Ayame and Blossom came to mind. At the beginning of our journey, they were many levels above me. As I pinched her delicate skin between my fingers, I couldnʼt help but receive flashbacks to the early days when my partners could beat me up if their hearts so desired.

”Isnʼt your hubby overly shameless? His soul needs healing, he says…” Vex scoffed while examining the ladies sitting across us in the bath.

”Using the word shameless to describe Quinlan makes actual shameless people look worse than they are! You should hear what he did to me on our first night together. There was no romance present at all! Only seven hours of non-stop raw-dogging!!” Seraphiel whined once she found herself back in our midst. As usual, her mouth filter was showing signs of deficiency.

She carried a glass of honeyed milk in each of her hands, it was her recovery drink. Because as Sera would put it ʼwas an incredibly sweet and loving woman,ʼ she handed me the other glass accompanied by a strong ”Hmph!” scoff.

”Donʼt even get me started… I have so many stories about his absurd levels of shamelessness,” Ayame sighed with a beautiful smile as she adorned a reminiscing gaze. I was unfairly getting ganged up on by the collective effort of many feisty lionesses. ”His first act upon haggling my purchase price down at the slave house was offering me a piggyback ride. Not because he was worried about my bare feet getting bruised, but because he wanted to feel my skin up.”

Aurora was quick to join. ”He didnʼt talk to Broderick in who knows how long, despite that precious friend of his helping us out so much… Quin doesnʼt even consider him a real friend even though who knows where we would be without his selfless assistance?”

”I heard many tales about how nice of a guy the Whale Humper is,” Vex mused coyly while glancing back into my eyes for but a mere second before straightening her neck. I couldnʼt really complain, though, because all this while, she was giving me free rein over her sensual thighs. All she did was continue sipping that horrible concoction from her goblet from time to time.

The fact I was touching the divine body of a legendary woman who had never been touched by a man in her entire 200 years of life was in itself more than enough to send me to places. I had to cherish this unique opportunity and make the most of it.

And, at long last, I could officially announce Vex was also an inked baddie just like the rest of her fellow disciples.

At the back of her neck, her mesmerizing hexblade eye stared at me. Lower on her back, a bloodstained sigil marred her otherwise flawless skin, depicting a cursed blade impaling a bleeding heart.

From her ankles to the end of her thighs, cursed chains climbed her legs like writhing serpents. And upon her arms, a trail of bloody paw prints climbed upward, leading to her shoulders. There, inked in great detail, were the flayed remains of lionkin could be seen, no doubt serving as a permanent reminder telling Vex she cannot allow herself to rest until every single lionkin had been exterminated from the face of Thalorind.

”Quin also unapologetically swooped into my life and kinda cucked my ex… He promised Mavena he would do his best to repair our damaged marriage, only to say a few sentences before giving up entirely, followed by humping me like a horny dog a few days later.”

”Woman, I cucked no one. Youʼre painting me in a terribly bad light—I only made my advances on you after ensuring you were completely alienated from Robert and wished nothing to do with him besides getting a swift divorce.”

No one was paying attention to my defense case.

”You deserved much better than that sad loser anyhow,” Vex replied without missing a beat.

Lucille shook her head while visibly fighting a smirk from emerging on her features, ”That was the point… I chose the most ordinary man I could find to blend in.”

”You made the right choice, no one found you for decades. I remember the Consortium was also searching for you. We couldʼve gotten a lot of benefits from Papa Greenvale in exchange for finding his missing daughter.”

While Vex was busy chatting with my ladies, I mightʼve gotten a little too bold for my own good when my hands inched closer and closer to a certain forbidden spot of hers.

Without missing a beat and while taking another sip from her goblet at the same time, she struck like a fierce predator when she slapped my hand with so much force a large wave of water splashed all around us.

”Owie…” I whined while nursing my rapidly reddening hand. No one paid attention to me, not even my devoted dog-girl, who spoke up next.

”Ghosty has so many tales about Masterʼs boundless shamelessness! During their first night together, Master asked Ghosty to treat Quinlan Junior as if she revered him!” She then added with a low whisper, ”Not that Ghosty minded… She kept it up without being asked to do so for all this while, after all…”

Throughout all this detailing, two ladies kept staring deeply into my soul—those being Lyra and Iris. The formerʼs already pink cheeks turned to a deep rosy tint as she embarrassedly snapped her head away once feeling my gaze on her.

The latter, on the other hand, had no trouble entering a lengthy staring contest with me, where I was wordlessly told over a dozen times that Iʼm a scumbag.

We continued chatting in this merry manner for a good bit, but soon, the time came to resume our work. First, I intended to check on the necromancer woman.