Chapter 389: Chapter 310: Extraordinary Talent
No one can say for sure if Catherine has figured it out, but Phantom certainly has, or perhaps she was forced to...
Throughout the entire night, she drifted like a lone boat on the sea, at the mercy of others.
The only consolation was that she seemed to have a relatively high level of tolerance for Lynn. She had initially thought this night would be miserable and tragic, but after actually experiencing it, it wasn’t as hard to accept.
Moreover, Lynn had quite a good level of skill and remarkable physical qualities, so overall, Phantom could give Lynn a high score of 9.8.
The deducted 0.2 points weren’t because he did anything poorly, but rather because he overperformed, which truly exhausted her. Hence, a perfect score was not awarded.
But no matter how things turned out, Lynn was now truly her man.
Unexpectedly, even the Lust Demon King with a fear of men eventually ended up having one. Perhaps from now on, she wouldn’t feel repulsed by men anymore?
Well, it doesn’t seem to have any real significance, as she doesn’t plan to develop intimate relationships with other men.
Though she undeniably holds the title of the Lust Demon King, and possesses half the bloodline of Enchanting Demon, she’s not particularly interested in men, mainly because of the previous illness...
In any case, as far as men go, having Lynn is enough. It’s not that he can’t satisfy her; in fact, given Lynn’s capabilities, he can fulfill her with ease.
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Upon waking from light sleep after a laborious night, Phantom got up and looked at the fragmented clothes scattered around and the combat-damaged black stockings on her leg. Thinking of Lynn guiding her to put theoretical knowledge into practice last night, her pretty face blushed slightly.
Yet when she turned around and saw Lynn, who had tormented her into this state, still fast asleep, the blush on Phantom’s face quickly transformed into a mix of shame and anger.
With such abundant energy during those activities, yet after it’s done she’s awake and he doesn’t even bother to soothe her—truly a scumbag!
"Get up! Aren’t we supposed to go trade today?"
Phantom grabbed a pillow from beside the bed and threw it at Lynn, wanting to wake up this pig who upended her world, but just as the soft pillow was about to land on Lynn, he abruptly turned to avoid Phantom’s attack, then rolled twice more, pinning the ambush artist below him.
"No need to rush giving Miracle Saint Emperor a message. I’m in no hurry to head out. Besides, today’s weather is perfect for morning exercises."
In a dreamy slumber, Lynn leaned down and whispered into Phantom’s ear, his hand already caressing her hole-ridden stockinged leg.
Worthy of the Lust Demon King, she truly was naturally seductive; her body seemed to have some added quality, making one unable to stop. If it weren’t for his compassion for her first time, he really would’ve worked through the night.
The last person who kept him tirelessly busy day and night was Ilya, though the reasons weren’t entirely the same.
Phantom aligned perfectly with him due to the nature of Lust, making the experience overwhelmingly fulfilling and deeply enthralling.
Ilya, on the other hand, was due to the nature of her Pride, having special effects at specific times. If she cooperated as harmoniously as Phantom, instinctively adjusting posture under the moon, she might have just purely been outdone by her sister.
But she wasn’t like that; she cooperated in the practical process but couldn’t suppress her prideful demon nature. So even when she was doing excellently, she always maintained a proud, almost pitifully condescending expression.
Lynn recalled an expression akin to staring in disdain while lifting her skirt to show you panties, just her power relative to Lynn was a notch weaker, otherwise her personality and title as leader could have elevated her to "wearing red-bottom black heels stepping on your chest" dominatrix exquisite elder sister.
Faced with such a Proud Demon King, who wouldn’t want to shatter her pride? Alas, even though he nearly shattered her entire Shanghai, Ilya’s pride still wasn’t broken. As she left, even struggling to stand, she kept her head high, and chest out.
Hmm, no, it’s the Lust Demon King’s turn now; can’t keep reminiscing about the Proud Demon King. Isn’t this psychologically betraying the beauty?
Thinking of this, Lynn refocused, turning to kiss Phantom’s enticing red lips.
Phantom wanted to resist a bit, showing that she wasn’t dough to be kneaded, but once Lynn’s hands were at work, truly treating her like dough, her resistance turned soft and ineffective.
Blame this damn body, clearly, she’s so rational when awake, but her body doesn’t heed her brain’s commands. She had given orders for her hands to push Lynn away, but reaching out, her hands circled around and hugged Lynn’s neck, a move to deepen the kiss.
Previously, she only had theoretical knowledge, with her body not reacting on its own. Now, having practiced, as Lust Demon King, although seasoned with only one battle, she’s already quite skilled and proficient...
Forget it, let him do whatever. Anyway, she’s marrying him, such matters will happen thousands more times, there’s no reason to be coy.
Thus, Phantom closed her eyes, sweetly and aptly responding.
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Probably by afternoon, Phantom gathered with her sisters amidst their amazed gazes, especially Ilya, who now looked at Phantom as though she were a legendary warrior.
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