Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

"Let me guess; you want to say you won a point as well considering I came too, making the score four to two."

"MM!" The slightest nodding of her head confirmed I was right on the mark.

"Nope, my beloved Seraphiel. The rules didn't say anything about winning points during the other's turn."

"MMM!!" Another round of disapproving sounds emerged from her.

At long last, I decided to grant her the ability to voice her thoughts by rolling off of her onto my back.

"Haah… Haaahhh…" Her chest kept heaving up and down for a short while as she gathered her strength, after which she rolled toward me, landing on her back with her head resting on my biceps.

Instead of beginning to argue with me about the points of our challenge, she stroked her lower abdomen right above where her womb was placed, while eyeing it with a warm, loving gaze. "So this is how having your [Blessed Seed] inside me feels… I have been missing out."

"Heh, you most certainly have been."

She scoffed, "Hey, you can't declare this so smugly until you get to know how it feels!"

"That's never happening, but all of its previous recipients have been giving excellent reviews."

Sera erupted into her trademark happy giggling at my words, before turning onto her sides and leaning into my chest, where she left a rapid barrage of kisses.

"I think I fell for you super hard…" Once she was done, she whispered her findings more so to herself than to me.

"Your mother wouldn't have given me her blessings to have you otherwise. She loves you dearly."

She silently mulled over my words for a few moments before nodding into my chest. "Yes, you must be correct. She saw through me and my feelings."

I grabbed onto her sensual thighs and pulled her onto me so that our chests mashed against each other, after which our loving kissing began with great eagerness. It was her tongue that tried its best to find its way into my mouth, letting me know just how strongly she felt. Naturally, I soon began massaging her two heavenly butt cheeks. Ayame didn't refer to me as an 'Ass-Man' for nothing.

However, our saliva exchange was cut short when Seraphiel rose from her prone position and she looked down at me with mischievous, playful eyes. "It's my turn to score a point."

Her declaration was followed by standing and moving to be right over my large member which was positioned right at her drenched cavern. A wry, nervous smile tugged on her lips as she stared down at the beast she had to wrestle into submission, but it wasn't long before she took a deep breath and steeled her resolve.

Seraphiel moved her dainty fingers to part her lower lips, seamlessly welcoming my tip inside her.

Her delicate features contorted in a mixture of concentration and pleasure as she guided my length deep inside her. With each inch that disappeared within her, a look of adorable triumph flashed across her eyes, she was visibly proud of her ability to welcome so much of me inside her folds during our first night.

Finally, when she had taken me completely, she paused for a moment to savor the feeling of being filled by me. Our gazes locked as we stared into each other's eyes, letting our love and trust for the other shine brightly in that beautiful moment of stillness.

With a soft sigh, Seraphiel began to rise, marked by her muscles contracting around me with every motion of hers. Sera's hands found their way to my firm chest, using them to support her efforts as she continued to move at a slow, sensual pace. I watched in awe as she rode me, and soon noticed that her body started glistening with sweat due to her eager moves.

Riding my giant member was a serious effort, a full-body exercise, if you will.

The sight of her plump breasts dangling hypnotically in front of my eyes was just too much to bear; I found myself arching up into her in response to the exquisite sensation of being surrounded by her moist warmth. Seraphiel's eyes flashed with amusement at my eagerness, but she didn't speed up - instead, she continued to set the pace.

It quickly became clear that this smart woman had learned her lesson when I chided her for pumping my cock with too much eagerness during her handjob session. Faster didn't equal better. It was too easy to lose the real euphoric feelings that only came to light when one focused on the art of pleasure instead of rushing to the finish line like a wild animal.

Our lovemaking was intense yet tender, a delicate balancing act.

As our passion reached its peak, Seraphiel leaned forward, but not enough for our lips to connect. She merely wished to look into my eyes from closer. Our gazes attached to each other's, becoming inseparable.

She lowered herself on my length one final time, before a final, earth-shattering climax came over the both of us, after which she collapsed onto my chest.

"My win." Sera purred merrily before nuzzling her head into my neck in a rather needy manner. It didn't take a genius to see that her heart was overcome with happy emotions.

"That it is."

She giggled, "Hehe! Now my previous self seems like a fool for being so nervous about getting intimate with you."

I stroked her tender back lovingly as I replied, "And it's not like we can't keep flirting just because we had sex. I don't want to lose our playful exchanges just because we became an item."

"Me neither!"

"How about we try the bath?"

"Sure!" She nodded into my neck, after which I lifted her into a princess carry and seated her next to me.
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We relaxed for a bit, before our sensual night resumed its steamy activities that lasted long into the following morning. I tactfully used these long hours to ensure she understood how futile it was to challenge me to a bed duel ever again.