Chapter 2: Chapter 2 — We made love wildly
That stupidity almost cost me my head.
The ogre brought its club down just inches from my face, kicking up a gust of wind that threw me to the ground.
If it weren’t for Samira intervening immediately, conjuring a blast of ether that pierced the monster’s chest in the blink of an eye, I would have ended up as a bloodstain in the mud.
The ogre’s body collapsed with a dull thud.
Before I could get up and thank her, I felt a sharp pain on the top of my head. Samira had landed a tremendous slap on my skull.
"Don’t you ever get distracted like that stupidly in the middle of a battle again!" she scolded me, her eyes sparking and cheeks slightly flushed with anger.
I rubbed my head, looking down in shame. I had to admit I had behaved like an idiot teenager... and the worst part is that I was already twenty-three years old.
While I was internally complaining about the hit, a blinding golden flash interrupted my thoughts.
In the middle of the clearing, the air began to distort, and the virtual Russian roulette of the Infinite Gacha System appeared out of nowhere, spinning at a dizzying speed on its own.
The system let out a deafening beep in my mind: "Hidden condition completed: First Ogre-class Hunt. Executing forced 5-star summon..."
I was stunned. The system’s notification floated in the air, confirming my suspicions: the gacha roulette wasn’t just for summoning waifus from scratch; the system could process and reformulate the powerful creatures of this world after defeating them.
According to what Samira had explained to me, that green ogre was a three-star monster. By absorbing it, the system took its essence and created a corrected, enhanced, and submissive version under my control; a total evolution.
It was exactly like Ben 10’s Ultimatrix: Alien Supremacy.
The result of that forced gacha was now walking beside us. It was an imposing 5-star orc that I decided to name Dorko.
...
By the seventh day, our routine had changed drastically.
While Dorko made his way through the dense Mouka forest massacring monsters to level us up, Samira and I stayed in the rear.
She sat close to me, focused, infusing her own ether directly into mine to stabilize and strengthen my core much faster.
The closeness of her body and the heat she emanated were already stimulating enough, but the real mental chaos began a couple of hours later.
Out of nowhere, the system emitted its characteristic electronic beep, and a semi-transparent status window flickered right before our eyes.
[Congratulations! You have unlocked a special passive skill: Dual Ether Absorption.]
[Description: This skill allows the user to absorb and purify ether at a 500% increased speed through physical interaction and intercourse with your bonded female companions.]
[Benefits: If you manage to correctly synchronize and impregnate the energy flow during sexual intercourse, both you and your ladies will obtain a massive and permanent increase in magical power and physical stats.]
[Risk: Due to the high density of spiritual energy, a loss of control in the ether flow during climax can cause an overload in the cores. There is a 15% chance that you and your ladies will die from internal combustion in the process.]
Upon reading the death warning, I swallowed hard.
At first I truly thought the system was playing a crude, tasteless joke on me, but the interface flickered with relentless seriousness.
I slowly turned towards Samira, expecting the worst.
I thought she would give me another of her brutal head-smacks, that she would look at me with disgust, or that she would insult me by calling me a pervert.
However, her reaction froze my blood.
Samira stood up in silence. Her violet eyes shone with a mystical and dangerous intensity.
Without saying a single word, she extended a hand and released a dense wave of purple ether that formed a translucent, impenetrable barrier around the small wooden cabin we had built together days before.
We were completely isolated from the outside world.
Before I could react, she firmly grabbed my arm with her superhuman strength and dragged me inside, shoving me towards the rustic bed.
...
With a slowness that made my heart race at a thousand miles an hour, she began to undo her green dress.
Garment by garment, she revealed the imposing and mature curves of her beautiful body.
Seeing her completely naked, with that cinnamon skin and a sculptural figure that defied gravity, suddenly brought back all the nerves I had felt on the first day.
I was paralyzed.
Noticing my shyness, she approached slowly, leaned over me, and with expert but determined hands, stripped me of my Link Click T-shirt and my Calvin Kleins until I was completely bare.
"If there is a risk of death, it means we must do it with absolute precision, master," she whispered in a hoarse, seductive voice that made every single hair on my body stand on end.
She threw herself on top of me.
Instinctively I wrapped my arms around her and, to my surprise, she wasn’t heavy at all; she felt incredibly light and soft.
Samira captured my lips in a voracious kiss.
At first it was a rough collision from the adrenaline, but soon our fleshy lips began to fit together gently, moving in a wet, steady rhythm as our tongues intertwined desperately.
We repositioned ourselves better on the mattress of straw and old sheets.
Pulling away for a second to catch her breath, she finished taking off her bra.
It was at that moment that I noticed a detail on her chest: a noticeable battle scar that ran horizontally across the base of her skin.
Far from cooling me down, the detail of the scar only gave her a wilder and more real air.
I didn’t give it the slightest importance; I extended my hands and squeezed her gigantic G-cup tits firmly, making them mold between my fingers.
Ah!
Samira let out a sharp moan, completely breaking her facade of a serious woman.
Guided by pure instinct, I positioned myself between her legs and thrust my friend deep inside her.
The impact was immediate and overwhelming.
In the millisecond we joined, not only did I feel the heat of her intimacy, but a violent current of pure ether began to course through our spines.
It was an electrifying sensation; the vortex in my chest began to spin wildly, absorbing the energy that Samira released with each of her spasms and contractions.
Each thrust shot waves of violet light that faintly flashed in the darkness of the cabin.
...
Completely forgetting the risk of death and the dangers of that new world, we gave in to instinct.
And so, losing control amidst moans, sweat, and bursts of uncontrolled ether, we spent the entire night making love wildly.
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