The Heart System Chapter 530

She burst forth in ecstasy. The sheer power of her orgasm propelled a gush of liquid that almost splashed the vanity mirror positioned behind me. As her body slackened, I eased my hand out with deliberate slowness and care. Her asshole lay in ruins—prolapsed and throbbing with an intense, furious crimson hue, the fragile inner lining now bared and quivering from the lingering tremors of her peak.

I drew in a deep breath, the inner "Monster" surging with a shadowy thrill of triumph. Positioning myself behind her, I plunged my cock directly into that devastated, pulsating warmth without a moment's pause.

That feeling surpassed anything I had experienced before. The prolapsed flesh felt extraordinarily tender and responsive, enveloping me in a frantic, engorged clasp. Tight but pliant, the drag heightened by the bare vulnerability of her depths. I started pounding into her, my strokes forceful, each plunge igniting fresh sparks of sensation through her ravaged nerves.

Luna no longer merely endured; she wept with a perverse delight, her head drooping over the toilet while I seized the remnants of her. The tension mounted within me, that fucking 'void' beckoning insistently as well. In one last, torturously profound thrust, I unleashed inside her, my hot seed flooding her destroyed passage.

With a final trembling exhale, Luna's form went utterly motionless, slipping into the oblivion she had craved.

I glanced at Carrie and aimed my dick her way. She grasped the cue at once, dropping to her knees to lick me clean, as Luna slumped against the stall wall, her reality forever upended.

"Well," I croaked, gazing down at Luna. "I'd like to think that I was better than a doorknob, right?"

"This... I... how?" Luna murmured, her words fractured. "You... are a... a monster."

"So as the system says," I grumbled. "Jack Kuinn, Carrie. Don't forget. I want those names."

"I won't..." she forced out a faint, yielding smile. "I'll tell you... everything. Every-little-thing."

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Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Luna

EXP Gained: +12700 (x2)

Villain Bonus: +9600 EXP

5 Mastery Points Gained

Star Rating: 5 (PERFECT!)

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Bliss Multiplier: 52500c

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Did... that really just happen?

It marked my inaugural perfect star rating. And the EXP haul? Thirty-five thousand. Insane. The Monster tag proved utterly overpowered. No chance I'd ever ditch it. Way too potent.

Credits piled up massively now, demanding swift spending. I had leveled up once more besides, heightening the urgency. Allowing Monster tag penalties to strike while hoarding this much would squander a huge portion pointlessly. Smart moves were essential.

"What is this?"

A alert flashed upon hitting level twenty. A secondary see-through panel emerged below, noting the milestone hit and impending shop price shifts. A timer accompanied it.

Two minutes.

"Oh, shit."

I bent forward without delay. Maximum purchases were needed before prices adjusted. At least the system offered advance notice rather than flipping everything on the spot—grateful for that. Speed was key. I could manage it.

Acting on instinct, I snapped up one hundred ability points. Didn't bother verifying remaining credits. Just committed and sighed, easing back a touch.

Perched at the dining table, a cigarette smoldered lazily in the ashtray. The girls secluded in their rooms. Gloom hung over the penthouse since the Nala clash. It weighed on all, admitted or otherwise.

"What?"

I scowled at the display. It permitted only twenty-seven points. Caps were in play now. Far from ideal, but beats zero.

Snagged the twenty-seven and reviewed the balance. Combined with prior savings, thirty-eight ability points sat unused.

Strength tempted for more investment, but thirty sufficed temporarily. Pleasure got the upgrade instead.

Reset the attribute. It plummeted, refunding half the investment. Fifteen reclaimed, plus thirty-eight on hand. Fifty-three altogether.

"Nice."

Shoved thirty-nine into Pleasure, elevating it to forty.

Monster tag bonus propelled it to ninety.

"Damn..."

Utterly wild.

"Now... mastery points."

Blasted five Mastery Points into Endless Vigor on impulse, then reopened the shop. Timer kept counting.

No room for second-guessing.

"Fuck it."

Grabbed five Mastery Evolves and funneled them into Crushing Presence.

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CURRENT STATS

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◆ Strength: 30

⤷ Crushing Presence (▩▩▩▩▩)

◆ Charm: 20

- Manipulative Charm

⤷ Honeyed Words (▩▩▩▩▩)

⤷ Gaslight (⏹☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Emotional Charisma (☐☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Seductive Allure (☐)

◆ Libido: 20

⤷ Endless Vigor (⏹⏹⏹⏹⏹)

◆ Pleasure: 40 (+50)

⤷ Sensory Overload (☐☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Erogenous Insight (⏹)

⤷ Bliss Multiplier (▣▣▣▣▣)

◆ Luck: 10

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◆ Passive Skill: On a Roll

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14 Unused Ability Points

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"Alright... next... random skill..."

Yet my effort fell short. The timer reached zero, shifting all the prices.

"Eh... could be worse."

Fortunately, I had secured a solid haul just before the change struck.

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Evan Marlowe [Level 20]

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EXP: 15547/ 31500

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Current Credits: 72004

Current SC: 225

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"Let’s see the damage."

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SHOP [Page 2]

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• Hypnotic Perfume (100c)

• Time Stop (500c)

• 500 Dollars (150c)

• 1 Ability Point (500c)

• 1 Mastery Point (600c)

• Desire Aura (200c)

• Reputation Point +30 (300c)

• Mastery Evolve (2500c)

• Random Skill (4000c)

• Dungeon (80000c)

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"Dungeon? What even is that?"

That item grabbed my focus right away, though I pushed deeper thoughts aside.

Truthfully, these fresh prices proved manageable. Most options stayed within my budget. Still, spending halted for the time being. Not out of thriftiness, but pure weariness.

Slumping into my chair, I scrubbed my face with both hands. Fatigue gripped me hard. Totally wiped out. My frame hadn't bounced back fully from before, and the toll hit now like a wave. Eyes lifted to the ceiling for a beat. Lately's wild actions... this bold demeanor...

Did that reflect the real me? Or had the Monster tag twisted something deep within? No clarity emerged. That void gnawed deepest.

"Yeah... I’m done for now."