Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 773

Chapter 773: Claiming My Eighth Woman [Bonus Chapter]
Vex, still on her knees, reached up for me with hunger. Her soft hand wrapped around my cock once again, squeezing just enough to make me twitch in her grasp.

Then, with a mischievous glint in her crimson eyes, she tugged.

“Time for the ritual,” she purred, her voice sultry and commanding.

I allowed her to pull, but just for a second.

Then I moved.

I pointed a finger at her forehead and gave it a firm shove, pushing her down with a playful smirk tugging at my lips.

Vex gave a breathy laugh, and then, in a blur of motion almost too fast for the eye to follow, she moved. She summoned a soft mattress from her ring and slid it perfectly underneath herself as she fell, her high Agility stat making the whole maneuver look effortless. A teasing glint danced in her crimson eyes, making it clear: she could have easily resisted my push if she wanted to.

She simply chose to play along.

Chose to let me have that little victory.

And fuck, did that make me want to finally claim her more than ever.

I watched as her white hair splayed out around her like a silken halo and, before she could make a play of her own to wrestle control back from me, I leaned down, pressing my weight onto her deliciously pliant body, resting my throbbing cock on her toned belly.

My hands slid up her sides, slowly, possessively, exploring every inch of her mesmerizing body until they cupped her perfect breasts. I squeezed them greedily, feeling the softness spill between my fingers, then pinched her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, rolling the stiff peaks just enough to make her body jolt.

But before she could moan, I captured her mouth with mine, devouring her soft, eager lips in a kiss. Vex moaned into me, the sweet sound of her voice vibrating against my tongue as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips, pulling me tight against her. Her slick, aching pussy ground against my cock in desperate little rolls of her hips, leaving hot, wet trails along my shaft’s length. The friction of this motion of hers was straight-up maddening.

We kissed like that: messy, deep, and utterly consumed in each other for long, feverish minutes.

My tongue plundered her mouth, tasting, dominating, retreating just to let her chase me back, each time hungrier than the last. Her hands moved from my neck to my hair, tugging softly at first, then harder, pleading silently for more, always more. This hungry woman always wanted more.

I obliged.

I kissed her harder, deeper, until she was whimpering helplessly beneath me, her body arching into mine, desperate to keep our connection from breaking for even a second.

But eventually, reluctantly, our lips parted with a wet, slutty plop that echoed in the heavy, magic-laden air around us.

Vex gazed up at me with a breathless expression.

And in her shimmering crimson eyes, I saw it.

The shift.

The invocation.

She was ready to begin.

Which was perfectly evidenced when she reached out with both hands and wrapped them around my cock, cradling it like something sacred.

The moment her fingers closed around me, the ritual circle beneath the mattress stirred to life.

Red lines etched in the ground flared into brilliance, snaking outward, encircling us both in a cage of magic. Symbols of various hexes flickered into existence around us. They were not only intricate and beautiful, but they also pulsated in rhythm with her heartbeats, which I could notice thanks to my hands caressing her sensual breasts. This displayed how in-tune she was with this magical phenomenon.

The hex marks she had earlier placed onto my skin back when she was still in her sexy corset lit up all at once, materializing lines of fiery red that raced across my body.

Throughout all this, Vex’s crimson eyes never wavered from mine. Even as her small hands guided me down, lining the blunt head of my cock against her soaked, waiting entrance.

Then, she spoke. Her trembling voice was overcome with emotion, signaling just how significant this moment was for her.

“I offer myself… body, soul, magic… all that I am, and all that I will ever become, belongs to you, Quinlan.”

The ritual circle thrummed louder, a deep, resonant pulse that answered her vow.

“This ritual is my curse… and my gift. A sacred magic that a Hexwitch may invoke only once in her lifetime. It can only be cast for a man she loves beyond doubt, for if even a shadow of uncertainty lingers in her heart, the magic will shatter.”

Tears glistened in her crimson eyes, not one of regret but extreme joy that she’d found such a man. Her man. I understood by the look in her eyes that she’d long since wished to find the person she could conduct this sacred ritual with. She wished to meet the person who captured her heart so much that she was willing to choose him without a shred of doubt.

Her voice remained strong as she went on:

“Should you suffer grievous wounds, I will bleed in your place. Should poison threaten your life, it shall be transferred to me, easing your pain. Should hunger gnaw at you and your mana fail, the bond will draw from my body to sustain you. I offer myself as your shield, your sustenance, your salvation.”

The circle’s glow surged, shining brighter than ever, the final lines of her vow sealing into the air like iron branding flesh.

“I am yours to carry your burdens… now and forevermore.”

And then, without any further hesitation, Vex pulled, making me enter her cavern herself.

The tip breached her, and she gasped, letting a raw, desperate sound leave her throat as her slick walls stretched around me. Inch by slow inch, she took me in, her pussy clutching at me needily as her wet heat swallowed me.

The circle blazed even brighter.

I groaned as the sensation of being wrapped in her velvet heat drove nails of pleasure down my spine. Every part of her — her magic, her body, her soul — was binding itself to mine.

When I was finally fully inside her, she trembled, her nails digging into my back.

Then, to my surprise, it was Vex who moved. I planned to wait a few good seconds so that her muscles could get used to my size, but this horny woman didn’t require such care from me.

She rolled her hips against me, setting a maddening rhythm. Her head fell back, baring her throat in a silent invitation. Without thinking, I leaned in and bit down, hard enough to mark her, to claim her, and her answering moan was the sweetest fucking music I’d ever heard.

“Ahhhhnnnn!!!♥︎”

Vex then clamped her thighs around my waist with her heels digging into my back as she started to ride me from underneath, grinding, writhing, using every ounce of her athleticism and overwhelming desire to wring every inch of pleasure from us both.

Her slick and hot pussy fluttered around me, each movement forcing helpless groans from my throat. I used my hold on her breasts to squeeze roughly to my heart’s content, using the leverage to drive into her deeper, harder, until the wet, obscene sound of our bodies colliding echoed in the ritual circle.

*Schlick!* *Smack!* *Squelch!*

Vex soon began whimpering into my ear, her breath hot and desperate.

“Do me harder! I can take it. No! I need it!”