She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 419: Unwanted Guests

Alex's brow furrowed as a new system window materialized before his eyes, radiating an urgent, golden luminescence.

[EMERGENCY QUEST: SAVE YOURSELF]

[FAILURE: DEATH]

[REWARD: 10,000 CP]

[Time Remaining: 04:59 minutes]

‘A mortal danger?’ Alex mused, perplexed. ‘From whom?’

His gaze drifted downward, settling on the broken figure slumped against the wall. Howard was still gasping for breath, his face a mask of shame, his trousers visibly soiled with his own release.

Alex quickly scanned him… nothing. Just a frail, ordinary middle-aged mortal devoid of any hidden power, weaponry, or murderous intent.

‘Not him.’

His thoughts immediately turned to the sole unknown variable remaining within the hotel.

‘The guests in 801…?’

‘But why? I haven’t even encountered them yet. I’ve given them no reason to target me.’

A chill permeated his chest. Something felt amiss.

"Lilith," he called out mentally, his voice steady yet underscored by tautness. "What is the meaning of this quest? And what’s with the countdown?"

A brief silence ensued.

Then, a familiar, languid, and somewhat irritated voice resonated within his mind.

‘You finally recall my existence, do you?’ Lilith’s voice was laced with mock amusement. ‘As for this quest… I can’t offer much assistance. You must handle it yourself. I can’t possibly babysit you every single time, can I? I’m returning to sleep…’

Before Alex could utter a response, her presence completely vanished.

He remained motionless for a moment, jaw clenched, his eyes fixed on the glowing timer.

[Time Remaining: 04:41 minutes]

‘This is peculiar…’ he pondered, his eyes narrowing further. ‘She’s never been this detached before. And this quest… it feels different. Far too abrupt. Far too personal.’

Something was approaching. And whatever it was… it was already en route.

However, he felt no fear.

A slow, assured smirk graced Alex’s lips.

‘I’m not easily dispatched,’ he thought, his gaze returning to the pathetic form of Howard slumped against the wall.

The man continued to breathe heavily, his face flushed with humiliation, his soiled trousers damp against his skin. The sight only served to amuse Alex further.

Before he could voice anything, Heena suddenly moved. Still on her knees, she pivoted and pushed her posterior towards him, arching her back deeply.

Her full, rounded cheeks jiggled enticingly as she swayed them slowly, provocatively, directly in front of his face.

"Please punish me, Sir…" she whispered, her voice thick with desire and subservience. "Punish me for choosing this wretched man as my husband… I was so blind. I deserve your punishment for it."

Alex’s smirk deepened.

Not to be outdone, Siobhan… still catching her breath from her intense, orgasmic release… quickly crawled forward and mirrored Heena’s action.

She presented her rear to Alex as well, her shoulder brushing against Heena’s as both women positioned themselves side by side.

"Punish me too, Sir…" Siobhan moaned, her voice husky and desperate. "I was blinded… I thought that useless man could ever fulfill me. Please… punish both of us."

A low, dark chuckle escaped Alex as he surveyed the two perfectly presented posteriors.

‘Let me offer a proper welcome when they arrive,’ he thought, his smirk widening as his attention shifted towards the suite’s door.

Without another word, Alex reached down and gripped Heena’s soft buttocks with both hands.

He spread them apart, revealing her entirely… her drenched nether regions visibly spasming and clenching in desperate need, glistening with arousal as they pleaded to be filled.

He looked directly at Howard, a cruel, mocking smirk etched on his face.

"Observe this, Professor…" Alex stated, his voice low and taunting. "Her pussy is twitching so desperately… as if begging for punishment. Shall I punish her?"

Howard’s mouth parted, but no sound emerged. His complexion was pale, his eyes wide with a mixture of horror and unwanted arousal.

Alex did not wait for a response.

With a wicked laugh, he aligned his thick shaft and thrust forward in a single, powerful, unsparing motion… burying himself completely within Heena’s tight, slick orifice.

"Ahhh—! Master—!"

Heena’s shriek echoed through the room, loud and uninhibited. The sheer force of the penetration caused her arms to buckle.

She collapsed onto her elbows, her face pressing into the floor as her body convulsed from the sudden, brutal stretching.

Howard flinched violently, his entire frame jerking as he witnessed his wife being impaled in one savage movement. The wet, obscene sound of Alex’s cock slamming deep inside her reverberated in his ears.

Alex showed no sign of stopping. He began pounding into her ferociously from behind, his hips meeting her backside with loud slaps on every thrust.

Concurrently, he inserted two thick fingers into Siobhan, penetrating both women with the same ruthless cadence.

Heena’s consciousness had already surrendered… her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out, saliva dripping onto the floor as she moaned like a broken harlot.

"Ahhh…! Master…! So deep…! Fuck…!"

Siobhan’s condition wasn’t any better. Her eyes exhibited a glassy, unfocused stare, her tongue lolling out as she whimpered shamelessly, her body writhing uncontrollably under Alex’s ministrations.

Heena shifted her head slightly, her gaze barely registering her husband as she looked towards him. Her tongue remained exposed as a loud moan escaped her lips:

"Ahhh—! Howard... look... look how good this feels—! This is precisely what I desired... not you... never you—!"

Amidst her moans, Siobhan emitted a fractured, debauched laugh, her voice thick with a cruel sense of triumph.

"I apologize, my dear... My apologies for ever allowing you to touch me—! Fuuuuck—! Sir—! I’m reaching my climax again—!"

Her body convulsed as another overwhelming orgasm coursed through her. Her eyes rolled back entirely, her tongue hanging out as she squirted profusely around Alex’s fingers, drenching the floor below.

Howard’s breath hitched sharply. His arousal stirred once more... and to his profound mortification, he felt himself becoming erect again.

Alex observed this immediately and let out a chuckle.

"Even now you’re getting hard, Professor?" he taunted, increasing the intensity of his assault on Heena.

"Watching your wife and your girlfriend devolve into complete harlots right before your very eyes... and your pathetic little cock still reacts. You truly are the epitome of a cuckold."

Heena’s moans escalated, her voice cracking as Alex targeted her deepest sensations.

"Master—! I’m close—! Please—! Fill me completely—!"

Alex’s rhythm intensified to a brutal degree. The sound of flesh striking flesh reverberated through the chamber, punctuated by the wet sounds of his fingers violating Siobhan and the shameless, broken cries of both women.

Their countenances were masks of pure lust, utterly consumed by sensation. The presence of Howard as a spectator was entirely disregarded. In that moment, they were nothing more than desperate, erection-addled whores.

Tears of humiliation blurred Howard’s vision. His erection was now fully engorged, throbbing painfully within his damp trousers.

He yearned to escape the scene. To flee. To conceal himself. To vanish. Yet, his legs remained immobile. They were as if petrified, rendered immobile by the sheer weight of his own disgrace. He was incapable of movement. He couldn’t even divert his gaze.

He despised himself for this helplessness.

He loathed them—Heena, Siobhan, and especially Alex—for reducing him to such a pitiful, shattered state. Yet, more than anything... he was unable to tear his eyes away.

Each thrust, each whimper, every shameless expression adorning their faces seared themselves into his consciousness. And his own body utterly betrayed his will.

Heena suddenly shrieked, her entire being convulsing forcefully as she climaxed around Alex’s member, her face a contorted expression of extreme pleasure.

At that precise instant, a firm, authoritative series of knocks echoed through the suite.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The golden timer displayed before Alex’s eyes flashed with urgent significance.

[Time Remaining: 00:03 minutes]

He turned his head, his gaze fixing intently on the doorway.

Two women stood there.

The first appeared young... in her early thirties, possessing striking beauty with sharp features and a dangerously alluring physique. The second was older, likely in her early forties, exuding elegance and a curvaceous form, carrying herself with polished grace.

Both were undeniably captivating at first glance... however, a subtle, lethal coldness lurked beneath their outward allure. Any soul foolish enough to underestimate them would likely forfeit their life.

Alex’s eyes immediately assessed both women.

Younger one... early stage enhanced cultivation.

’She seems quite skilled,’ he mused inwardly.

Older one... bearing the surname Blackwell. Late stage enhanced cultivation.

He dismissed them both almost instantaneously.

’Neither poses a genuine threat to me.’

His gaze shifted subtly beyond them. ’However, there is a third presence... I am certain of it.’

The younger woman entered first. Her eyes swiftly swept across the room, taking in the scandalous tableau before her.

Heena, on her knees, being brutally penetrated; Siobhan, still dazed and trembling from her orgasm; and Howard, broken on the floor. Her eyebrows drew together in a mixture of disgust and anger.

"How dare you perpetrate such an atrocity in our esteemed presence... You heretic—!"

She moved with swiftness, her hand rising as if to deliver a blow.

But before she could advance further, the older woman—Mrs. Blackwell—firmly clasped her wrist, halting her movement.

’I cannot detect any presence from that man at all,’ Mrs. Blackwell thought, her eyes narrowing slightly. ’He does not appear mortal... This can only signify one conclusion – his cultivation surpasses mine.’

She gently drew the younger woman back and stepped forward herself, her voice exuding calmness, elegance, and a hint of underlying seduction.

"Greetings, friend," she stated with a polite, almost charming smile. "We were merely residing in the suite directly above. We learned considerable details about your activities during this stay and decided to pay a visit. I never anticipated encountering such a scene... presented before us."

Alex did not cease his movements.

Maintaining unwavering eye contact, he grasped both of Heena’s wrists, pulling them behind her back, and forced her chest downwards as he resumed penetrating her with even greater force... swift, savage, and utterly merciless.

The wet, obscene sounds of his cock slamming into her filled the room.

"Welcome," he said mockingly, his voice slightly breathy from exertion but still calm and arrogant. "Unwanted guests."