Maybe it was because the girls had so much excitement over their future plans, but they had quite a bit of energy to burn after their chat.
Leading to the current scenario where they were all stumbling into their room with their hands or mouths somewhere on their husband's body.
"I thought you girls had some things you wanted to talk to me abou- Mmf?"
Evidently Lailah had decided that Abaddon was talking too much and grabbed him by the face to seal his lips.
"I-It can wait!"
"You'll probably be able to sense it when you touch me anyway s-so let's not waste time!"
"I-I just had a small breakthrough, nothing major so take your clothes off!"
"I somehow created an axe out of thin air, b-but that's not really important right now!"
Abaddon suddenly pulled away from a ravenous Lailah and looked at Valerie like she'd just said something unbelievable.
"You did what??"
"Ey!"
Bang!
Valerie didn't seem very intent on explaining, and instead used the moment as an opportunity to tackle him to the grounding straddle him.
"No fair!"
"Cheating bitch!"
The beautiful dwarven woman couldn't hear any of her sister's complaints, as she was too busy reacquainting herself with the feeling of her husband's lips.
While Abaddon was no longer running, his mind was swimming with theories about what he'd just heard.
After absorbing all of the sins, he had vaporized a table out of existence, and Gabbrielle had told him that he had awakened something called destruction magic.
However, she had also warned him that since he didn't have creation magic, he could not repair the things he destroyed.
'Is that what she has?? She can now create things out of thin air?'
Delving into her recent memories, he found a heart wrenching scene of Valerie crying alone in her workshop, overcome with fear and insecurity.
An angelic glow encompassed her figure and she began to feel somewhat exhausted, when she heard a loud clanging sound and an enormous axe appeared in front of her.
Normally, he would have congratulated her on such a monumental achievement, but right now she seemed to need something a bit more personal than that.
Wrapping his arms around Valerie, he flooded her mind with gentle words as he kissed her.
Despite Valerie's reputation as the toughest of his wives, she could also be the most sensitive, and the most insecure.
Although she would beat anyone who said so to death.
But more than she would ever admit, she liked to be praised by her family and husband, which was why she was always creating something new.
She just wanted to always feel like she brought some form of value to her family's lives.
Abaddon blindly reached out for one of his wives randomly.
He ended up grabbing Eris and pulling her down on top of him and Valerie, allowing him to see what she was referring to earlier when she claimed he would notice a change.
Eris' body was literally coursing with the raw energy of nature.
It was like her she had become something like a wireless battery for plants and now just being near her would cause flora and fauna to flourish.
Just by touching her, Abaddon felt as if his entire being was awash with clean and invigorating energy.
What Abaddon didn't know, was that he only felt this way because he was bound to the qlipoth through his blood.
If someone else that did not share either his mark or a large amount of his dna were to touch Eris, instead of being filled with energy they would have all of theirs drained away.
Abaddon could have this ability as well, but it would require waiting until the tree had absorbed enough energy for another transfer.
After losing the battle against the lust of his wives and that of his own, Abaddon split himself into four identical copies.
Three of his clones grabbed two of his wives and hoisted them onto the bed, and his final half saw something rather interesting.
Lillian and Lailah were still standing by the bedroom door, with the young witch giving her sister a seductive pep talk.
"You'll have him first, yea? You can tell us both if anything makes you uncomfortable."
"I understand... I won't run away again."
Lailah and Lillian pulled off their dresses and looked at Abaddon with eyes filled with anticipation.
The lovely tigerkin still was not quite as comfortable with nudity as everyone else, so she had one hand covering her breasts and the other pressed between her legs.
She looked like she was going to die of embarrassment at any second.
"Lillian... you do not need to hide yourself from me, we are married." Abaddon said gently.
"Yes, I know but..." She didn't really have a decent excuse, only that she still felt much too shy.
Abaddon uncovered Lillian's body and was once again mesmerized by the sight of her large breasts with inverted nipples and a patch of orange hair between her legs.
Something her sisters had told her their husband would enjoy very much.
"I thought they were joking but you really do have such a fetish... you're a weird man."
Abaddon shrugged as if he wasn't offended by her remark in the slightest. "And you fell in love with me, so what does that say about you?"
"...I am undoubtedly just as strange."
"Then we were always fated to be together, my love."
Abaddon lifted the two girls into his arms and carried them to an empty spot in the bed.
Their room had already become filled with the sound of moaning both desperate and sensual, causing Lillian's own heartbeat to speed up even more.
Once the two girls were lying on the bed, Abaddon hovered over them as he tried to control his own excitement.
After all, the last thing he wanted to do was be rough with Lillian on their first time together, especially given how much it had taken her to reach this moment with a brave face.
But she did not wish for him to hold back any longer.
"I want to be your real wife... please do as you like."
"What a silly thing to say... you have always been my wife." Abaddon's hands traveled up the length of her soft pale body, earning a small shiver at his warmth.
She let her gaze travel downward and felt her eyes widen at the sight of Abaddon's manhood that was fiercely larger than the last time she'd seen it.
"Easy now, sister. We already told you about this part, yes?" Lailah said gently.
"Y-Yes, but you didn't say it was the length of my forearm!"
"We did though? That was Audrina's exact analogy."
"I-I thought she was making a joke!"
The young witch giggled cutely as she pressed her own body against Lillian's.
"You're so cute. Let me help you relax." Placing a slender hand on her cheek, Lailah brought her lips against Lillian's and kissed her passionately.
The feeling of a slender and warm tongue entering her mouth was different from her husband's but Lillian did not hate it and was even able to reciprocate.
"Mmh.." She moaned softly into Lailah's mouth as Abaddon played with her body with skillful hands.
He took one of her large breasts in his mouth and began to suck on it with fervent desire.
Once her pink nipple had hardened, he moved to the opposite one as he slipped a hand between her legs.
Lillian was already plenty aroused from the feeling of her husband's hands exploring her body, and as a result she was already more than aroused.
And maybe it was due to the way that she had been resurrected, but she was a lot wetter than the average woman.
Her physiology made it so that he was able to slide a thick finger in side of her with no resistance causing her back to arch off of the bed.
"T-That feels- Ah!!"
Like they'd done this a million times before, Abaddon and Lailah swapped places without a word as she turned her attention to Lillian's breasts and he stole her lips.
Where Lailah was gentle and seductive, Abaddon was much more animalistic and passionate.
When their lips finally separated, she was out of breath and seeing double vision of a black skinned demon with glowing red and purple eyes.
"H-Husband, it feels really good..." Lillian said with shaky breaths.
Even though Abaddon was not currently using any of his abilities, her body still felt incredible and she was unsure if she could handle much more.
Unfortunately for her, watching her kiss Lailah and seeing how vulnerable she looked underneath him had sapped Abaddon of all of his rationale.
Only the young witch was able to recognize the sound of his heavy breathing and she knew that her newest sister was in for a rougher first time than expected.
"Seems like we teased him too much~"
She removed Abaddon's hand from Lillian's dripping insides and spread open her vagina to make for an easier entry.
"Make us feel your love for us, okay?"
Lillian looked up at Abaddon with eyes filled with anticipation, and he finally could bear the wait no longer.
Positioning himself at Lillian's narrow entrance, he pushed his hips forward like an animal in desperate need, and a satisfied groan fell out of his mouth just as a scream of pleasure escaped her own.
"Aahh!! I feel so fulll!!"
Lillian had never experienced anything like this.
Only about half of her husband was inside of her, but already her stomach felt like it was at capacity.
The orgasm she was building towards a mere moment ago was back and in full force, causing her moans to become even more desperate as her body vibrated uncontrollably.
"C-cumming, cumming!!"
A jet of clear liquid gusted out from her body as her pubic region shone with a clear purple light.
A tattoo matching that of all seven of her sisters finally appeared on her body, tying them all to each other for eternity, with no chance for separation.
Now that she was connected, Abaddon wasted no time in linking her senses with Lailah's, allowing them both to feel the desperate love he felt for them.
"Ahh! I missed this so much!"
Lailah collapsed beside Lillian a moaning mess drunk on pleasure just as she was.
It took all of her body's focus to interlock Lillian's fingers with hers so that they could be lost in this bliss together.
Abaddon continued to push his dick deeper inside of Lillian with every thrust, losing himself in the dreamlike pleasure her body gave him.
Not only was she incredibly wet, but the walls of her vagina seemed to have a life of their own as they wrapped around him and tried their best to wring him dry.
The head of his dick quickly found it's rightful place inside of her womb, shooting another wave of nirvana through her body and forcing another climax.
Lillian who was overcome with raw emotion, brought her hands up to Abaddon's face and pulled him down to kiss her as tears fell from her closed eyes.
'It's exactly as she described... I have never been so happy in my entire life.'
The feeling of being opened up to her deepest parts, this never-ending sinful heaven, and the feelings that were amplified by the connection she felt with all seven of her sisters.
Everything was just like Lailah had told her, only it was so much more addictive.
She wanted to spend eternity in this bed, their bodies entangled in a sweaty and moaning mess until the last star in the last galaxy burned out.
Feelings of love, depravity, possessiveness, and the faintest sense of anger began to bubble up within her soul.
Lillian's personality was altered in only the most minute of ways, an effect of tasting the body of one who was the sole incarnation of desire.
'This pleasure... I would gladly go to war for it, my love. If it means that you will continue to embrace me, I will dye an ocean with the blood of our enemies!'
Abaddon bit Lillian's lip as she clutched her body tightly against his own as he finally reached his own limit and flooded her womb.
'It's so warm...It's so good...' The tigerkin's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she had an orgasm so strong that she nearly lost consciousness.
Suddenly, the tattoos on all eight wives began to shine brilliantly, fully illuminating the dark room.
"Oh, god I feel something strange happening!"
"I can feel all of you! I-I'm going to cum again!"
"I can't take it, I'm going to breakkk!!"
All eight wives had a mind altering orgasm as the same time, cracking the glass in the room with the shrill sounds of their screaming.
Even after a full two minutes had gone by, they still had not come down from their monumental high, and it didn't look like they would be done any time soon.
Suddenly, the tattoos on each of their bodies began to change shape and color.
Instead of being the same, they became ancient black symbols with unique meanings.
Even though Abaddon had never seen these characters before, for some reason he could still read them as clear as day.
Dominion.
Longing.
Wrath.
Hope.
Hidden.
Lack.
Desolation.
Adaptation.
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