Chapter 117: Ass F*cked Fight (18++)

Chapter 117: Ass F*cked Fight (18++)

Figures, Beatrice thought when she saw that her Arousal Points were close to the cap. She realized how long they’ve wandered through the Shadow Woods before this encounter, and it now made sense why her mind kept drifting more and more toward sex. Looks like even with all the leveling I did, 3-4 hours without sex is still the limit. I’ll have to enhance the [Arousal Pool] Skill some more.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.

But Beatrice did not even get to bring up her Skill Enhancement tab. A familiar sound distracted the sexually frustrated Succubus whose mind kept wandering toward sex. Beatrice looked behind her and saw that Tabitha was already leaning against a tree with her legs apart and naked nether regions, masturbating to the sight of blood and death.

Beatrice quickly glanced at the buxom fox girl that pleaded for help, realizing that she hadn’t heard the girl make a sound for some time now. It looked like the beastkin girl had simply passed out. Whether she passed out from exhaustion or stress, Beatrice couldn’t tell, but the succubus had to do something about her hard cock and fast before she ended up assaulting the sexy teenage kitsune that they were intending to protect. Beatrice needed a release. And she needed it fast.

As Olivia desperately fought the remaining three Purple Capes, Beatrice swiftly walked to the masturbating mage, past Ember who only raised an eyebrow when she saw the futanari succubus rush past her with a hard cock sticking out of her panties.

Beatrice turned Tabitha around—face against the tree and ass toward the succubus’s hard cock. Tabitha did not protest in the slightest, she moaned when Beatrice turned her around and licked her own pussy juices off her fingers before bracing against the tree as she lifted her ass higher to provide the succubus easier access.

“One breath was more than enough!” Olivia declared and threw a kunai at the man’s neck, slicing his jugular.

The man collapsed, coughing and bleeding. Each cough further forced out a strong spew of blood out of his neck that he could not possibly contain by simple pressure application with just his trembling hands.

With just two opponents left, Olivia was momentarily locked in close combat with the last of Steve’s men. The man proved a proficient spear user despite his lack of any distinguishing characteristics or personality quirks. But his combat ability was competent enough to let Steve take this opportunity to use a skill of his own.

“Eight Spears of Virtue!” Steve shouted the name of his attack and threw his spear high into the air above his head. The spear turned red in color, then split into two spears. Then those two spears split again, those four spears split again until there were eight spears in total levitating in the air above Steve’s head.

“Die!” Steve screamed and commanded the spears forward with his hand, aiming them at both Olivia and his own man.