Chapter 33: Step 33 - Becoming More and More Powerful
She watched as I undressed, her eyes hungry, her breaths shallow.
No words now—just the thick silence of anticipation and the soft rustle of clothes falling to the floor.
When I stepped close again, completely bare, she reached out like she couldn’t help herself, her fingers grazing over my chest, then lower. Her touch was hesitant at first—delicate. But it only lasted a moment before she pulled me down onto her.
The bed creaked beneath us, her gasp cut short by my mouth claiming hers again. This time, I didn’t hold back. I kissed her like she was mine because by every rule of the system—she was. And I was going to remind her of that with every thrust, every breath, every broken moan she couldn’t contain.
I pinned her hands above her head and sank into her, slowly, watching her eyes widen and her lips tremble.
"Zale—ah..." she whimpered, legs instinctively wrapping around me.
[Skill Sharing: Intimacy Threshold Rising...]
[Higher intimacy unlocks new layers of compatibility.]
Good.
Her back arched against me, body trembling as I moved inside her with deliberate rhythm, each thrust deeper than the last. I angled myself just right—learning what made her cry out, what made her beg without words, what made her go completely still before unraveling in my arms.
I was studying her like a language only I could read.
A living code, beautiful and ancient, and I had the cipher.
"Say my name," I whispered against her neck, teeth grazing her skin.
"Zale..." she moaned, not once but over and over, like the sound of it kept her anchored in this world.
Our bodies slapped together, slick and hot, the sound of our union echoing around the chamber. Her legs tightened, her voice broke with each breath, and still, I didn’t stop. Not until I saw the glimmer—there, behind her eyes. That flicker of something deeper.
Submission.
Not of defeat, but of devotion.
She had given herself to me before. But now... she was mine.
[Skill Sharing Threshold Crossed.]
[Additional Skill Available.]
– Bloodbind Covenant (Passive): If a target willingly submits to you at peak intimacy, you form a lasting magical tether. Both parties grow stronger in the presence of the other.
My eyes narrowed with satisfaction.
Yes. That one.
I felt it lock into place inside me like a key turning in an ancient door.
I pulled her even tighter against me, kissed her forehead, and kept going.
She clung to me now, desperate and delirious, her nails dragging lines across my back.
Her climax hit like a wave. She bucked beneath me, voice cracked open in a scream she tried—and failed—to silence. I followed soon after, groaning into her shoulder, filling her completely with thick white cum, the whole room drenched in heat and the scent of sex and satisfaction.
[Bond Strengthened.]
[New Passive Bonus Gained: Resistance to Charm and Mental Interference when in proximity to Lady Morgana.]
I collapsed beside her for a moment, letting my breath settle, my fingers still tracing idle patterns on her waist.
She was limp, panting, her hair a wild mess over the pillows, lips parted, skin glowing with sweat and pleasure.
"...you’re a monster," she whispered, half-laughing, half-complaining. "You used me."
I turned my head and met her eyes. "Don’t act like you didn’t like this."
I got back on top of her as I could see her body unable to continue, but that was exactly what I wanted. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to me. My dick was still rock hard; I could still continue.
I grabbed her by the waist, and just as she was trying to make me stop, I rammed my dick as deep as possible inside her, hearing her moan like never before.
"ANNNNNNH~!"
Anyone who was remotely close to our room had heard it. There was no doubt in my mind about it.
But I wasn’t finished.
I leaned over, kissing her again, slower this time. Grabbing her breasts with a lot of care, sending shivers down her whole body.
She was submitting herself to me.
"Who’s your master?" I asked.
Her whole body shook from the pleasure, barely able to utter a single word.
"Y-You..." she said as the orgasms were almost reaching the state where it was too hard for her to handle.
Still, one thing was sure. I was getting stronger fast, and no one would be stopping me anytime soon. It was only a matter of time before I got even more powerful skills from taming the heroines.
Lady Morgana was not a heroine. She was only a powerful noble. The real potential of this skill would really be starting with Romie as soon as I tamed her, which shouldn’t take too long considering that she had been masturbating while thinking about me a few hours ago.
It was only a matter of time before she also became mine.
It was only a matter of time before I also became her master.
By the time I left her room, she was half-asleep and fully satisfied, limbs tangled in the sheets like a goddess brought low by pleasure. My body ached in all the right ways. But more importantly—my power had grown.
I could feel the Crimson Sigil pulsing beneath my skin, dormant but ready.
I raised my hand and let the energy flare for just a moment—just enough to sense its possibilities. I could mark anyone. Track them. Manipulate their emotions. Even overwhelm them, if the bond was strong enough.
A dangerous ability.
And now it was mine.
[Taming Tree for Lady Morgana has expanded.]
I would look at that later. For now, I had someone else on my mind. Someone who I needed to try this new skill on.
Romie.
The thought of her made my pulse quicken.
Unlike Morgana, Romie hadn’t tasted me yet. She was still untouched, still playing her little noble games. But the way she looked at me... and how she acted around me.
I smiled to myself as I walked back down the corridor, the sigil humming under my skin like a whisper.
Morgana was the first.
Romie would be the second.
And after her?
Who knew how many women would kneel before me?
Who knew how far my power could grow?
But one thing was certain.
I wouldn’t stop until I reached the top.
And I was just getting started.
