The forest tore apart around them as Vorik the Hung Tyrant gave chase.
Aiko barely kept ahead, her thighs still sore, her legs trembling from the last sync. Kael dragged her through roots and branches, his cloak billowing behind him like wings.
"Keep running!" he barked.
"Not exactly built for cardio after—after that," Aiko panted.
"You mean riding me like a warbeast?" he shot back.
"Exactly."
Behind them, the tyrant's roar shattered a tree. Splinters sprayed the air. The ground shook with his steps—every thud of his heavy footfall vibrating through Aiko's body like a drumbeat of dread… and desire.
She wasn't supposed to want this.
But her body was burning for it.
The system had changed her. She felt it—every breath, every heartbeat syncing with Virelia's twisted magic. And Vorik… gods, he reeked of power. Lust. Essence.
She could taste it in the air.
"Stop!" she cried.
Kael spun. "What?!"
"I want him."
"You want what?!"
"I want to sync with him."
Kael's eyes flashed. "He'll break you."
"Not if I break him first."
Before Kael could argue, Aiko stepped into the clearing and turned to face the approaching beast.
Vorik emerged from the trees like a god of sin. Nine feet of muscle and madness. Skin like obsidian, veined with crimson heat. And his cock—longer than her forearm, thick as a pillar, throbbing with corrupt energy—jutted from his body with proud menace.
"You stopped running," he growled, nostrils flaring. "Good."
Aiko took a step forward. "You want me?"
His tongue licked a fang. "You smell of sex. Of power. You belong to me now."
"I don't belong to anyone," she said, slowly undoing the top of her blouse.
Kael's sword hissed free behind her. "Aiko—!"
She ignored him.
"I'll make you a deal," she told Vorik. "You pin me down, you can have me."
The Warlord grinned. "Then prepare yourself."
He lunged.
She didn't run.
Instead, she leapt into his arms, wrapping her thighs around his waist, her lips crashing into his. He was fire, pure, raging heat. His hands were everywhere—crushing her against him, tearing at her clothes, dragging her bare skin against his searing body.
She moaned as he pinned her to the grass.
Her panties were already soaked.
Vorik growled, grinding his massive cock between her legs. "So wet for me…"
"You don't scare me," she gasped, hips bucking.
"No," he rumbled. "But I will."
And then he was inside her.
It wasn't gentle. It wasn't slow.
He split her open—inch by thick, veined, brutal inch.
Aiko screamed. Not in pain. In pleasure so intense it made her vision blur.
He began to thrust. Hard. Relentless. The ground trembled beneath them.
Each stroke sent her deeper into insanity.
She came once.
Then again.
Then again.
Her nails raked his back, drawing blood that sizzled against her skin.
"More!" she cried. "Don't stop!"
Vorik snarled. "You'll drown in my essence!"
He slammed into her one final time—and came.
Hot, boiling cum flooded her womb, pouring into her like a divine flood. Her back arched. Her eyes rolled. And the system screamed to life.
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[ SYSTEM NOTICE – BREEDBOUND SYNC INITIATED ]
Partner: Vorik the Hung Tyrant
Status: Elite Warlord
Class: Berserker Incubus
Essence Overload: WARNING – S-Rank Sync Detected
Skill Absorbed: Berserker's Frenzy – Temporary invincibility during orgasm
Trait Acquired: Womb of Flame – Can absorb and weaponize demonic seed
Level Up: 3 → 5
Title Gained: Tyrant's Tamer – You have successfully sexually dominated a Warlord. Your presence now exerts pressure on lesser incubus.
Mutation Progress: 27%
System Bond: Intensifying
Heat Cycle Delay: Extended
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Aiko collapsed beneath him, trembling, drenched in sweat and cum.
She could barely breathe.
Vorik pulled back, his eyes no longer glowing red—but soft. Reverent.
"I have never…" he murmured, touching her face. "Never been taken like that."
She smiled weakly. "Now you belong to me."
"I will serve you," he growled. "Ruin for you. Kill for you. Breed for you."
From the trees, Kael stepped into the clearing, his jaw tight, eyes unreadable.
"You really did it," he said.
"I said I would," Aiko whispered, trying to sit up.
Kael approached, kneeling beside her, brushing hair from her face.
"You look like hell."
"I feel like heaven."
Kael's hand dipped between her legs—and came away wet.
"You're still aroused," he murmured. "Vorik wasn't enough?"
She laughed breathlessly. "I'm never full anymore."
His lips brushed her ear. "Then let me help."
Vorik didn't move. "I will watch."
Aiko moaned. "Fuck… yes."
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[ SYSTEM UPDATE – MULTI-PARTNER SYNC AVAILABLE ]
Double Sync Bonus Engaged:
> If two or more partners engage the Host within a 12-hour window, bonus EXP and dual-skill fusion may occur.
Warning: Emotional corruption may intensify. Identity drift possible.
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As Kael lowered his mouth to her breast, and Vorik stroked himself beside her, Aiko surrendered to the system's rhythm.
She was the Erotic Heroine of Virelia now.
And her hunger had only just begun.