Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 697 The Karmic Game [R-18]

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Insanity overtook the trapped humans, sparking brutal attacks among themselves and fatal maulings by beasts. Vritra fiercely battled the growing horde, aiming to slay exactly 107 to win his bet against Evelyn, but killed 108 and lost. Triumphant, Evelyn imposed a new wager: endure her pleasuring him silently for ten minutes in a secluded garden gazebo, or call her wife and meet her family. Divine briefly apologized via mental link, unable to interfere.

With a soft nudge, Evelyn eased Vritra back onto the bed, then straddled him on top.

"Just relax, darling." she murmured softly, her warm palms gently cupping his cheeks.

Her hands trailed downward as she undid the buttons of his shirt and slipped it off.

"Mhmm, my love, you're as scorching as ever." she purred, her fingers gliding tenderly over his body.

"Wait, the timer has kicked off already, right?" Vritra questioned, steadfast in holding back any noise.

How heartbreaking for him, enduring such blissful torment from this breathtaking beauty.

"Tch, I'll activate it now." With a tsk of her tongue, Evelyn summoned a massive clock into the sky overhead.

A ten-minute countdown gleamed on it.

"Fine, if I hold out, you'll leave me alone after? And I can fight back during this challenge?" Vritra pressed, fueled by his resolve to triumph.

"For now, yes I will, but no, you can't lift a finger—just stay put and savor it.

We shared so much time that I know nearly all your secrets." Evelyn declared with full assurance.

Her silky palms glided across his skin, tracing his abs before settling on his chest.

"Sigh, okay, clock's ticking now." He conceded, eyeing the timer as its hand began its sweep.

He needed vigilance—this vixen adored her little deceptions.

"My love, did you enjoy my presents? Mutamorphis and everything else?" Evelyn inquired, beginning to shed her garments.

Her white dress cascaded from her shoulders, followed by her bra and panties.

"Those came from you? And we're total strangers, yet you're stripping bare?" Vritra blurted, his eyes involuntarily dropping to her plump, jiggling breasts.

Having ditched her panties too, she settled back astride him, her slick folds pressing right against his pants.

"Strangers? I'm your wife. I've glimpsed you nude endless times—don't fret, you'll recall it all shortly…" Evelyn assured him.

Leaning in, her breasts mashed against his chest as she claimed his lips in a steamy kiss.

Evelyn savored his lips, teasing them with licks before thrusting her tongue inside.

Vritra offered no resistance, nor did he join in, merely sensing her plush, sugary tongue dancing in his mouth.

Their tongues twisted together, saliva mingling into a sloppy torrent.

Her nails raked his flesh lightly as her hands ventured lower.

Her feverish skin flush against his sparked a forbidden thrill, surging waves of ecstasy through Vritra.

Just endure a little longer till the timer expired…

GULP

Evelyn slurped his tongue greedily, swallowing their blended saliva with sultry flair, her tongue coiling around his.

The heady kiss dragged on endlessly while Evelyn gripped his throbbing cock through his clothes and squeezed firmly.

Then her fingers delved beneath the fabric, grasping his manhood truly for the first time.

"Mmmm~" Reveling in its heat and rigidity, Evelyn released a hushed, muffled moan.

Her thumb stroked the head while she massaged the length—it matched her cherished memories perfectly.

In that dreamlike realm, it was solely them, entwined in bed night after night.

Danger lurked everywhere now, turning every embrace into a pulse-pounding blaze of desire.

Initially wary and distant, Evelyn's feelings blossomed in under a year—they became utterly devoted.

Deeply enamored…

Thus, his amnesia stung her faintly; only she retained those phantom years.

Yet surrender wasn't in Evelyn's nature—she'd invested too much, now set to reconquer his heart.

She nipped his lip hungrily, as if devouring him whole.

"Mmm, he tastes divine—I could kiss him eternally…" Evelyn mused inwardly, grinding her tongue to his.

Time constraints forced her to break away reluctantly.

Soft kisses dotted his cheek before her mouth latched onto his neck, sucking and nibbling to brand him with deep hickeys.

"I love you, my darling…" she breathed, lavishing licks and sucks across his neck, scattering love bites everywhere.

Vritra squeezed his eyes shut, battling to stay silent amid her deft hand stroking and kneading his shaft.

Her thumb circled the sensitive tip tenderly, coaxing out beads of precum.

SLURP

From his neck, her lips descended to his chest, suckling and nipping voraciously.

She yearned to etch her claim across every inch, marking him as hers alone.

Her tongue traced his flawless skin, savoring his flavor while she bit playfully.

"Heh, you used to devour my breasts nonstop back then, such a greedy boy, my sweet child."

She chuckled, swirling her tongue over a nipple before grazing it with her teeth.

All the while, her fingers toyed with the other.

"Does this thrill you? Hmm? Feel free to moan…" Evelyn teased, nipping once more then soothing with laps of her tongue.

After a full minute's devoted worship with no yield from him, Evelyn grinned and trailed kisses lower.

Shifting back, she tugged his pants down, unleashing his rigid erection.

"Hmm, as mouthwatering as ever—I’ll savor your cock leisurely, hubby dear."

Evelyn whispered, peppering kisses on his abs en route downward.

Soon positioned over his thighs, her dripping pussy ground against his feet—she was utterly aroused.

Proximity to her beloved ignited her; she craved drenching him in her essence and affections.

"Thanks for the feast, my love." Evelyn cooed, cradling his penis between her soft hands.

Though her debut in reality, it felt intimately routine—she recalled his every detail flawlessly.

Gripping his cock stirred fresh excitement laced with nostalgia from those nine illusory years of indulgence.

Such acts were taboo among exalted entities, heightening the illicit rush.

Higher beings scorned sex as base animal indulgence.

Evelyn once shared that disdain—until Vritra shattered it.

Even procreation among them demanded male and female, yet bypassed carnality entirely.

Pride rendered them aloof.

Evelyn knew no other exalted female would deign touch a penis, much less sample one.

But she adored his cock beyond even his vital blood.

"My love, though forgotten, I once coaxed over twenty loads from you using only my mouth in a dare—took ages, mind you."

Vividly, she recalled the ache in her jaw and throat, eclipsed by guzzling his creamy essence.

"Here I go…" she announced huskily, her lips brushing the tip.

A jolt of electricity raced through her at the slick, heated, yielding glans against her mouth.

Treasuring it like a gem, she bestowed feather-light kisses across the crown, its musk ensnaring her senses.

Stoking an insatiable craving.

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