Chapter 37: Second Course and the Treacherous Departure
Elara let out a highly scandalous squeal of shock as Leon resumed his brutal assault without missing a single beat.
Her brain had barely processed the intense aftershocks of her first climax and the sudden reinvigoration of his massive rigid length deep inside her core sent a fresh wave of blinding pleasure crashing through her nervous system.
"How are you still going?" she gasped breathlessly while her fingernails frantically sought purchase on his broad muscular shoulders.
"A master always ensures his servants are properly fed," Leon replied with a dark magnetic chuckle.
He grabbed her wide hips and effortlessly rolled them over on the plush mattress.
Elara let out a soft whine as she found herself pinned face down against the velvet sheets with her hips elevated high in the air.
Leon knelt behind her taking a moment to admire the breathtaking view of her pale voluptuous curves glistening with a thin sheen of sweat in the afternoon light.
He leaned forward and dragged his chest along her spine before wrapping his hands firmly around her narrow waist. He lined himself up with her slick swollen entrance and drove his hips forward sinking to the hilt in one brutal devastating thrust.
The new angle provided an incredibly deep penetration that struck a highly sensitive cluster of nerves she did not even know existed.
Elara screamed his name and buried her flushed face into the soft pillows to muffle her own chaotic cries. Leon settled into a relentless punishing rhythm that utilized the full terrifying scope of his newly enhanced hundred and twenty five points of Agility.
His movements became a blur of raw kinetic power.
The loud heavy slaps of flesh meeting flesh echoed like a thunderstorm inside the invisible dome of the Soundproof Ward.
Elara was a seasoned physical enhancer but the sheer monstrous stamina granted by his new skill left her gasping for air and begging for mercy.
She reached back and blindly grabbed his muscular thighs seeking an anchor in the chaotic storm of pleasure he was inflicting upon her.
Leon reached down and grabbed her heavy bouncing breasts kneading the soft flesh mercilessly while his hips continued their violent piston like motion.
"Mark me," Elara pleaded desperately her voice cracking under the intense strain of her escalating arousal. "Leave your mark on me so everyone knows Im yours master."
Leon obliged her primal request.
He leaned down and bit firmly into the soft juncture between her neck and shoulder leaving a deep dark purple bruise blooming across her pale skin.
The sharp sting of his teeth combined with the relentless battering of her tight internal walls proved to be the absolute limit of her endurance.
Elara violently seized.
Her legs gave out and she collapsed flat against the mattress while a second cataclysmic climax ripped through her athletic frame. Her inner core clamped down with a crushing vice like grip that instantly dragged Leon over the edge alongside her.
He let out a harsh ragged groan and emptied a second massive scalding wave of his seed deep inside her quivering womb.
He slumped forward covering her sweat slicked back with his broad chest while their erratic breathing slowly synchronized in the quiet room.
Leon rested for a few minutes allowing the Endless Vigor skill to gradually soothe the pleasant ache in his muscles.
He eventually pulled out of her slick heat and rolled off the bed standing up to stretch his powerful limbs.
Elara remained sprawled across the messy velvet sheets looking like a broken highly satisfied mess.
Her amber eyes were half lidded and a lazy content smile graced her flushed lips. She watched him walk across the room to gather his discarded attendant uniform with a look of profound unbreakable devotion.
"You are going to come back to me," Elara stated softly.
It was not a question or a tyrannical demand but a desperate heartfelt plea.
Leon paused while buckling his leather belt. He turned his head and offered the ruined Head Cook a warm highly magnetic smile.
"I always return for what belongs to me," Leon promised in a deep resonant tone. "Keep my kitchens running perfectly while I am gone. And wear high collars to hide that mark."
He deactivated the Soundproof Ward and slipped quietly out of her private quarters leaving her to drift into a deep exhausted sleep.
Leon utilized his monstrous Agility to race back to his own room.
He packed a sturdy leather satchel with basic survival supplies a few changes of dark clothing and the Minor Regeneration Pill he had purchased from the system shop.
He slung the bag over his shoulder and checked the position of his upgraded Aura Concealment Ring ensuring his massive magical core remained hidden from perceptive eyes.
He navigated the busy corridors and stepped out into the grand courtyard near the main estate gates.
Lady Seraphina Sterling was already waiting for him.
The Silver Goddess looked absolutely breathtaking in her dark basilisk leather combat suit. She wore a heavy steel broadsword strapped to her back and a pair of enchanted silver daggers resting on her hips.
Standing beside her was a massive terrifying magical beast that resembled a giant armored wolf standing nearly eight feet tall at the shoulder. The creature possessed glowing red eyes and thick silver fur that crackled with dormant lightning.
Seraphina turned her head as Leon approached. Her violet eyes narrowed slightly as she caught a faint lingering scent of sweet vanilla clinging to his clothes.
Her passive Lie Detector aura flashed with a brief highly dangerous spark of annoyance before settling back into a cold predatory calm.
"You took your time getting here attendant," Seraphina noted briskly while grabbing the thick leather reins of her monstrous mount. "I hope you said your proper goodbyes your fellow staff because the Whisper Woods will not show you an ounce of mercy."
"I am more than ready for a change of scenery Lady Seraphina," Leon replied smoothly projecting an aura of fearless confidence that made the giant armored wolf growl low in its throat.
"Mount up," she commanded while effortlessly vaulting onto the saddle resting on the beast’s broad back. "We have three days of hard riding ahead of us before we reach the edge of the magical forest. Try not to fall off and break your neck."
Leon grabbed the leather straps and pulled himself up settling into the space directly behind the dangerous noblewoman.
The intoxicating scent of ozone and lavender immediately washed over him replacing the vanilla memory of the Head Cook.
He was riding into the treacherous unknown with a monstrous magical beast beneath him and the most lethal swordswoman in the estate sitting right in front of him.
Leon was more than ready to see exactly how much havoc he could wreak in the wider world.
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