Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 770

Chapter 770: In Her Grasp
I opened my mouth, ready to tell her that if she realized it, then a good woman would stop teasing and get to work to alleviate her lover’s evident pain, but before the words could leave my mouth, she stood up from my lap in one sinuous, exaggerated movement.

My hands instinctively reached for her, but she was already stepping away, dodging my fingers with her unnatural speed. Once she was out of my reach, her hips began swaying in the most obscene fashion, teasing me with the exaggerated sway of her ass that was straight-up hypnotic.

I narrowed my eyes at her, feeling close to betrayal by how much of a tease she was. “You hopeless sadist… Even when it comes to the love of your life, you just can’t help yourself, can you?”

Vex only hummed in amusement. She stopped a few feet away, reaching up to gather her flowing white hair between her fingers.

I watched, mesmerized, as she pulled a simple black hair tie from her wrist and began fiddling with it behind her head. Her arms lifted, exposing her utterly delicious-looking armpits, soft and smooth and glistening under the ambient magic lighting. The taut line of her arms, the delicate muscle of her shoulders — it was all so maddeningly erotic I nearly groaned aloud.

Gods, even her armpits looked fucking edible.

“Me? Sadistic? No Way~ Instead, you should see this as…” she purred, still working on tying her hair into a high ponytail, or perhaps just retaining the position after seeing the overwhelming effect it was having on me, “just a little payback…”

I tore my gaze from her body just long enough to shoot her a glare.

“Payback?”

“For hauling me across the capital city like a sack of potatoes.”

Vex winked with the finished ponytail bouncing lightly behind her head, making her look both hotter and somehow even more dangerous.

“There’s a little ritual I’ve been wanting to try,” she said, stepping closer. Her voice dipped into a much more sultry tone. A perverted, excited one.

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously.

“I knew it. You’ve always been a depraved woman, reading dirty erotic books when no one was looking.”

Instead of flushing in embarrassment like I expected, Vex’s lips curved into an even bigger smile. A smile so wide, so satisfied, that it sent a jolt straight to my already aching cock.

She stepped right up to me, close enough that her body heat kissed my bare skin, and placed both of her delicate hands against my firm chest muscles.

Her fingers traced slow, lazy circles over my skin, her nails lightly grazing me. Every point of contact felt like it was burning a brand into my soul.

“I admit it. You’re right, Quinnie~ I’ve spent nearly two hundred years thinking about how my first time would have to go down for it to be considered perfect…”

Her fingertips brushed lower, dancing along the lines of my abs.

“And yes…” she continued, admitting shamelessly as her eyes sparkled with unfiltered lust and longing, “I do have my urges, just like any other healthy woman. I’m not ashamed to admit fantasizing about perverted things…” She then paused for a moment, licking her lips with her tantalizing tongue before adding, “And, surprise, surprise, I’ve already touched myself at my most sacred place…”

For a moment, I simply stared at her. The words, the sight, the way her tongue had darted out to wet her lips… It all struck me like a hammer straight to the chest. Or lower.

A low, guttural sound, somewhere between a growl and a broken whimper, slipped past my throat without my permission. My hands flexed instinctively, craving to seize her, to pin her down, to claim what was so shamelessly being offered to me in a way that no fantasy could ever match.

Vex’s smile blossomed like a deadly, beautiful flower at the sight of my reaction. Bright, proud, and utterly radiant. She practically beamed at me, clearly delighted at the havoc she was wreaking on my self-control and proud of the resounding effect her feminine charms were having on me.

It was a smile that said, ‘I’m everything you want, and I know it.’

And she was right.

Still wearing that dazzling smile, Vex leaned in and whispered sweetly, “Despite your horrible and entirely unjustified accusation earlier, Quinnie… I don’t derive joy from seeing the love of my life hurting like this. I might be a hopeless sadist, but when it comes to you, I only want to see you be healthy and happy… Though some squirming under my fingers when you misbehave is more than acceptable in my book.”

Her fingers began trailing lower again. This time, there was no more teasing, no more hesitation. She went exactly where I needed her most.

With a gentleness that contrasted the lustful glint in her crimson eyes, she wrapped her slender hand around my cock, squeezing just hard enough to send a violent shudder through my entire body. The heat of her delicate palm seared into my flesh, sending a jolt so fierce up my spine that my knees nearly buckled. I clenched my fists at my sides, struggling not to simply lift her up and claim her here and now.

“I’m going to be a good girlfriend who’ll help alleviate all your pains, hubby~”

I hissed through my teeth, my body taut with restraint that was hanging by a thread. Every part of me screamed to just throw her down, but Vex didn’t give me the chance.

Maintaining her hold on my member, she gave it a playful little tug, coaxing me to follow her. “After all, everyone knows that good boys deserve to get rewarded~” she sang while never once slowing the sinful swaying of her hips.

Like a siren leading a doomed sailor, she began pulling me across the room with slow steps, toward the intricate ritual circle that was glowing in an ambient magic light. I didn’t walk so much as stagger after her, tethered to her by the most intimate leash imaginable.

Her bare feet made no sound against the cool stone, and her body swayed with every step, casting seductive shadows across the floor.

I barely even registered the circle itself. My world had narrowed to the hand leading me, the heat of her body just ahead of mine, and the promise of what I needed more than my next breath.

Her.