Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 616 Cold [R-18]

Fiona, Vanessa, Yasmine, Diana, Teresa, and Yennefer had at last achieved the demi-god level.

Each one emerged from her intense training on that very same day, separated only by brief intervals.

Vritra had ventured away, leaving the group clueless about his precise location or intentions.

Even Maeve, who spent every moment by his side, remained in the dark regarding his exact activities.

"Oof, hubby has blocked my senses, I can't see what he's doing." Yasmine shook her head, filled with disappointment.

"Fox, it's been a while." Yennefer gazed at Maeve and said, as the pair had formed a strong friendship prior to the conflict.

"Haa, is someone envious of me?" The demoness chuckled softly to herself, having shared such close moments with Vritra over the recent days.

With him entirely to herself, it was natural for Yennefer to feel a twinge of jealousy.

"Hmph, you simply got fortunate, but now the competition begins." Yennefer replied with a stern expression before breaking into a grin.

"Mom, we need to sort out our affairs before heading to the game." Fiona mentioned, since they each governed separate territories.

"Yes, I've already set things up; Layla will manage all matters while I'm gone." Vanessa responded.

"I'm set as well; I'll simply assign a handful of reliable individuals to oversee operations." Diana chimed in.

"Hey sis, what's got you lost in thought? Already pining for your husband?" Vanessa teased, snapping the absent-minded Teresa back to reality.

The curvy gothic beauty shook her head, her face flushing a light pink. She truly longed for Vritra.

"N-No, I was… Yes, I was considering that invention I built; it won't hold up for a full year. So prior to our departure, I'll need to enhance it." Teresa blurted out an excuse hastily.

"Sure, sure, I bet you're deeply concerned about that." Yasmine rolled her eyes. Her little sister remained too pure, her encounters with Vritra limited to mere kisses.

It looked like she might need to lend a hand.

The group of women chatted animatedly among themselves, savoring this rare tranquility, uncertain how long such serenity would endure this round.

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Before long, Vritra made his way back home.

A grin spread across his features the instant he spotted the seven women.

His household felt whole at last, allowing them all to unwind in comfort for some time.

"My lovely wives, I've got a massive surprise in store for you." Upon stepping into the chamber, every woman turned toward him with eager curiosity.

"What scheme have you cooked up, darling? Don't leave us hanging." Fiona said, her lips forming a pout as she feigned distress.

"No, no, you'll discover it tomorrow." He stated resolutely.

The evening had already deepened, leaving scant time remaining.

"Haa, alright, honey, we can hold out, but…" She hesitated, her gaze sharpening with a mischievous spark as she rose from the bed and drew near.

"But my dear son, you'll face some punishment for keeping us waiting." Vanessa declared, nibbling her plump lower lip in a way that radiated allure.

"H-Huh?" Vritra blinked in astonishment, yet moments later, Vanessa gripped his arm and tugged him toward the bed, shutting the door behind them.

Naturally, he offered no resistance; such games carried their unique thrill.

His spouses craved a fresh challenge now, bolstered by their immense power gains and increased ranks.

They felt confident in overpowering him this time and draining him utterly.

Beyond the veterans Fiona, Diana, Yasmine, and Vanessa,

Maeve and Yennefer planned to participate too.

Meanwhile, Teresa, caught off guard by the turn, remained utterly still.

"Haha Tess, relax, this won't be your debut, but observing a little couldn't harm." Yasmine murmured gently, unable to suppress a laugh at her sibling's shock.

Teresa merely nodded and shifted to a corner seat, eager to absorb every detail for later.

Vritra found himself encircled by his partners, their stares brimming with intense desire.

Garments slipped seductively from their forms, exposing creamy, curvaceous figures with alluring curves.

Vritra's gaze roamed across his wives' physiques, their ample breasts jiggling as they advanced gradually.

The atmosphere thickened with their alluring fragrances; he drew in a deep breath, the view utterly captivating.

Focusing proved challenging amid the allure, as the chamber's warmth surged abruptly.

They all ascended the bed.

Vanessa positioned herself to his left, Maeve to his right; the goddess shifted behind as they stripped him bare in a flash.

Right away, Diana's plush breasts molded against his back, her tender peaks grazing his flesh.

His left hand and right arm nestled into Vanessa's and the demoness's bosoms, respectively, as they pressed close.

Yennefer stretched across his legs, her bare form flush against them, her yielding, pillowy breasts squishing and molding over his thighs.

Vritra stood powerless as his wives eyed him with ravenous intent, poised to consume him entirely.

Their heated flesh met his directly; the velvety texture registered vividly.

A wave of delight surged through him as Yennefer's fingers glided tenderly, clasping his shaft within her warm, gentle hands.

She admired it, yearning deeply for her cherished indulgence. She gave it a soft squeeze, swallowing hard, desperate to engulf his stiffening length with her lips.

"Husband, thanks for the feast~" She purred playfully, parting her lips to envelop the tip of his member.

"Mmmm~ SLURP" Yennefer sensed her form dissolving in bliss; she adored devouring his cock.

Her tongue darted out without delay, delivering a firm swipe at the head, swirling around the foreskin before probing beneath with its point.

Maeve didn't hesitate either, inching nearer so her weighty breasts compressed against his shoulder while she planted kisses on his neck, nipping the flawless skin with ownership.

His aroma nearly drove her wild; restraint came with effort.

Drawing on his skin and imprinting her traces, the demoness lavished his neck with kisses.

Her lips parted as fangs extended, and she sank them in, blood rushing into her mouth at once.

Obviously, Vritra's permission alone enabled her fangs to pierce and extract the blood.

"Mhmm GULP" Maeve savored the exquisite flavor while nursing at his neck, surrendering to the ecstasy.

Vanessa planted kisses along his neck, ascending gradually as she knelt and tilted slightly.

Her breasts molded to his torso as she cradled his face and sealed her mouth over his.

She tugged at his lower lip, then lapped it softly, drawing on her son's lips.

With delicate lips melding and caressing his, her tongue slipped inside, entwining with his.

Vritra drew a sharp breath, his eyes widening in shock.

He pulled away from the kiss and glanced down at Yennefer, who met his gaze with a sly expression, his cock still between her lips.

For some reason, her mouth's interior turned icy, sparking an entirely novel thrill.

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