In the capital city of Ulkan, Milla walked along the road with a light skip; a few days ago, there was a letter from her brother saying he would soon visit.
'I am so happy~ brother said he missed me!'
'Weren't we supposed to wait until becoming a proper knight before seeing him again?'
"Who cares...." Milla whispered to herself, pouting.
She walked along to the smooth stone floor, nothing like Vandis's dirty and messy roads; her eyes darted across from the bakery, the dessert store setting out freshly baked apple tarts in the window, the old wooden frame adding a homely feeling.
"Hmmm? What's wrong with that girl?"
Milla's eyes saw a beautiful woman, with caramel-coloured skin, like hers but with slightly strange engravements, like dragon scales, along her arms and thighs.
She wore a cute yellow dress, which suited a lady of nobility, yet the woman wore no shoes and looked a little distressed.
'Oh? Interesting, we should speak to that girl.'
'Mmmm? What if she's a thief?'
'Don't worry, that woman is special.'
Trusting the voices guidance as it was part of herself since the moment she became sentient, guiding her on how to use mana, awakening her talent and how to charm her brother, why doubt it now?
The voice was her, and she was the voice.
Milla darted over to the woman with long, dark blonde wavy hair; it covered her entire back as it swayed in the warm mid-week sun.
"H-hello miss, are you alright?"
The pretty woman looked upwards, feeling a familiar scent before her golden brown eyes widened and her narrow slit pupils dilated.
A cute young woman with a bob haircut down to her neck, a pretty black colour with vibrant emerald eyes that looked down on her, with hints of concern, curiosity and worry.
'What a cute human girl; she smells strange, like divinity but nothing disgusting.'
"**** ****** **** *******?" The woman spoke as strange words in a charming melody sounded from her lips.
"Hueh!?" Milla couldn't understand a single word, only slightly aching as the voice entered her mind.
'Don't panic; I'll fix it for us.'
"Hmmmm? What's the matter, cute little human?" The voice sounded once again a little concerned.
"Ah! I can understand you now, sorry!"
Milla heard a loud sound from the woman's stomach on the ground, her eyes closed, and she seemed embarrassed and looked away.
"Big sister, are you hungry?" Milla asked.
'This girl is cute; maybe she can buy me some food? Her armour and clothes look expensive.' The blonde female thought to herself.
"Ah, it's embarrassing for me to admit, but I don't have any money, and my mother said that bullying the weak isn't right, and she might beat me to death if she found out."
"Hahaha, my mother would do the same! My name is Milla, a fledgling knight of the Lazarus knight order!" Milla said, her voice bright and happy as she extended a hand.
"Oh? A kindred spirit, my name is Delphine; maybe I could trouble you to help me find a meal and means to earn money? I am quite strong in combat!"
The earth dragon's soft hands grasped Milla as she pulled her up, now standing several heads tall than her as Milla was in awe.
'She's so tall and muscular! Just like mother!'
Delphine stood beside Milla as they walked towards the small bakery that did hot sandwiches as the girls began to chatter and converse.
"Oh? A dungeon scout... Does that mean I can get treasure!?" Delphine's voice resounded; speaking with Milla, she discovered the language she said wasn't understood here and used the surrounding voices to adjust and learn the language slowly.
Delphine was the nerdiest of the four sisters, after all.
Meanwhile, Vincent was leaning against a soft chair made of flesh.
His body sat between the legs of Celine while resting against her amble breasts; the other girls were either in the dungeon or currently sleeping quietly on the bed across from them.
"Vincent, are you going to leave this city?" Celine asked him, her voice slightly worried.
Although the pair had spent many times in bed together, their link was only beginning to surpass a mere business deal.
She loved how he treated her sisters, but because they were both busy lacked time to build a deeper relationship together, something that Celine found herself wishing for each day that passed, it was her frozen heart was slowly thawing.
'Will he return? Is he tired of us already?' She thought of countless reasons, problems and futures if he abandoned them.
"I will leave for around a month or two. Would I be able to take Ambrosia with me?" Vincent knew she had worries, so they asked now rather than later to help soothe her fears.
His rough hands slid along her soft, tanned thighs, caressing them as his fingers sank into the smooth flesh.
"Ambrosia? Why her?"
Celine was confused; that girl was one of the weakest right now and quite shy, having only served Vincent with her mouth before collapsing. Ambrosia was a beautiful girl with orange hair, dark skin and vibrant golden eyes.
'That girl is only good regarding business and paperwork...' Celine thought as she looked at the cute ginger girl curled up in a ball, her lips still painted a milky white.
"Well, I hope to move our base to the capital eventually; there are more dungeons and opportunities for us all to live together and maybe increase the strength of all the girls."
His words were confident; there was no sense he was saying them to win points with her as he began to describe his vision and ideas for himself and the succubi.
The more Celine listened to his thoughts about her and her cute sisters; she felt her heart throbbing slowly.
'He remembered our promises without me mentioning them. He still remembers our first conversation?'
Vincent leaned back, enjoying Celine's body's warmth and scent.
However, he noticed that it began to change from its former scent to a more welcoming aroma like caramel and vanilla.
'She smells so good...' He thought, unable to control his naked body's reaction to her changes.
He felt Celine's hands stroking along his arms; her chest began to breathe faster as her hot breath blew past his neck, sending chills down his spine.
"Then you're not going to abandon me?"
Celine's voice was filled with a sugary and seductive tone, her long tongue extended and slithered across his ears, teasing the tips.
"How could I do that, haha? I am already addicted to the pleasures you girls give!"
Vincent added a little lewd reason, but obscene words and comments to a succubus were just the same as a compliment on their beauty.
"Then why Ambrosia and not me? Mmmmn." Her head leaned forward, nuzzling his head to the side as she began to suck on his neck, nibbling him with affection.
She slid her hands across his body, reaching down his firm, muscular chest and enjoying his tight abs before slowly circling the huge, imposing lance that greeted both hands.
"Well, If I took you, there would be no business, and we'd be in bed together all day... Ambrosia she's cute but seems to be a fledgling succubus and unable to take my full load yet; thus, feeding her should be quite easy."
A strange twang appeared in Celine's chest; knowing this feeling, she was shocked.
'Jealous of my sister? How can this be... What magic has this boy placed on me?'
Celine felt jealousy and the desire to monopolise a man for the first time in countless years, maybe more than a few centuries if counting both lives.
'This damn natural playboy!' Her soft lips slid over his damp flesh, wet with her drool as she bit him with a fierce look.
'This woman, does she not know her heart is beating this fast? Even during sex, she never showed such emotions before... How amusing!' Vincent thought.
Not trying to hurt him but to make him gasp. However, he leaned back into her body, the heat from his back pressing against her naked chest, crushing her erect cherries.
Vincent enjoyed the sensation of her hands slowly stroking along his dragon's shaft, her delicate fingers tracing the protruding veins and slight bumps from the newly added ribs along the tip.
"Hmph! Don't think you can beat me yet, silly boy!"
Celine snorted as she increased the speed of her hands, causing Vincent to let out sighs of pleasure, which changed her slight frown and pout into a delighted smile as she wrapped her body around his, kissing his neck, shoulder and cheek.
"Then how about we go for another round and see who is begging for mercy?"
Vincent turned his head, looking into her eyes with a slightly mocking glint, while Celine leaned closer, ignoring his taunt pressing her soft lips against his gently, enjoying a sweet kiss like lovers while her hands caressed his pleasure rod.
"Mmmm, let's do that...." Celine whispered as she slid from behind him, her meaty caramel ass now lifted above his crotch; she used her wings to elevate herself, swaying it before his face, the hot, musky scent of her snatch filling his nose as she slowly began to lower her body, with a sensual and alluring sway.
'Even her scent down there has become more like vanilla and caramel; what caused her to change?'
Vincent wondered as his hands reached out, grasping her plump ass feeling the soft, jelly-like sensation, almost sucking his fingers inside.
"You're so beautiful, Celine."
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