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Bright Star City, Bright Star Island, Flowing Stars Archipelago, Earth
Omniscient P.O.V.
As those words reached her ears, the impossibly attractive redhead facing him was about to answer when her mind finally registered Demian's face.
Immediately spell-bound, she was left with nothing but the image of his handsome visage in her head, as if her upgraded senses were finally able to truly perceive how he looked.
He was...
Magnificent!
'How can he be so attractive?'
She wondered dazedly, not catching the peculiar look on his face, nor his own slightly unfocused gaze.
Indeed, as soon as Liya opened her eyes, Demian's heart instantly skipped a beat, as if a simple glance from her was enough to shake him to the core.
Although after meeting a few high-level female cultivators, Demian's resistance to beauty had grown enormously, her golden-red irises still instantly hooked his Soul, turning his 'beauty resistance' into a joke.
Clearly, her bloodline awakening had granted her more than 'mere' physical attractiveness.
Of course, the bond most likely played a role in the ridiculously high attraction he was currently experiencing, something that went even beyond what he felt for Seraphine, and thus was designated by him as 'unnatural'.
'If I'm not wrong, it should be some sort of Innate Soul-attraction Aura coupled with both the bond and my feelings for her... I wonder what bloodline she has awakened to get that kind of power...'
He pondered while regaining his mental faculties.
As for Liya, however, she was still daydreaming about his looks.
'He's so perfect... And he's mine now!'
She exclaimed inwardly, feeling a mix of relief, happiness, and disbelief.
Indeed, unlike previously, when she could only feel him in her arms, now she could also sense him through the bond they now shared, something she had been dreaming about achieving for weeks now.
Now, even if she was not physically by his side, she would always be able to feel his warmth in her heart, a strange, but extremely comforting sensation that can only be understood by those experiencing it.
'No wonder Sera told me she felt as if she finally found her other half. It feels so... So warm...'
At that moment, Demian's curiosity prompted him to caress her cheeks, both his tone and face carrying tender affection.
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours, Love?"
As those words left his lips, the redhead finally remembered that she had been distracted for a while, ignoring the raven-haired man holding her in his embrace.
As an enchanting red hue painted her smooth cheeks, she shyly avoided his gaze while replying.
"You are."
Whether it was her tone, her bashful expression, or every slight micro-facial movement, everything exuded a sort of warm seduction, stirring the young man's Heart and bringing both his love and desire towards her to a dangerous level.
While realizing how accurate the expression 'beauties are a hero's tomb' was, a wry smile appeared on Demian's face before he replied.
"Love, if you keep seducing me like that, I'll have a hard time stopping myself from taking you right here."
Cocking her brow in confusion, Liya suddenly felt his enormous 'dragon' stirring below, its hardness matching its unparalleled fierceness.
Understanding, she let out a seductive giggle from her full red lips.
"So sensitive! I'm not even trying to seduce you, darling."
Feeling a shiver of pleasure coursing through his body, Demian realized that his self-restraint was quickly slipping out of his control, and he was sure that if she stayed any longer on his lap, he would snap, making it impossible for him to bond with Bryn before his pent-up lust was exhausted...
With his current stamina, days may not even be enough to exhaust him.
Thus, he had to be patient.
At least, until the bond ceremony with Bryn was over.
Fortunately, he had a great 'teammate'.
On the other side, Sera, feeling a slight arousal when those 'innocuous' words left her mother's lips, realized the same thing as Demian: the redhead's new charms were too lethal, and letting her continue talking would only end up in disaster.
Of course, disaster may not be truly accurate.
Frustration for her older sister and pleasure for Demian—and herself?—, might be better.
As soon as she had the thought, she acted on it, moving behind her mother, grabbing her by the waist, and lifting her from the young man's lap to set her a few meters away from him, now standing up like Bryn and herself.
Speechless for a brief moment when she felt her body being carried like a child, Liya exclaimed, exasperatedly.
"What are you even doing?"
Once the female dark elf set her down, she looked at her standing figure, a playful grin on her face, while replying.
"Your new looks are too dangerous, Mom. It's better if you wait a bit farther from Dem for now. At least, until Sis gets her turn at bonding with him."
After looking at her daughter with an expression on her face that said 'Are you insane?' and her characteristic crossed arms under her bust, lethal pose, she then looked toward Demian, who was now gazing at the empty wooden wall on one side, as if the latter possessed the mystical mysteries of Spacetime and Reincarnation.
Well, he was obviously avoiding looking at the redhead, and, if it were not for the lust directed her way, something the bond they now shared made explicitly clear to her, Liya might have started questioning her own charms.
Narrowing her eyes while looking at him, she questioned, her calm surface barely hiding her deeper irritation.
"Demian Mikhailov, why aren't you looking at me? Am I really that ugly?"
Freezing briefly when he heard his name, Demian knew she was simply trying to get a reaction out of him, and not responding would surely condemn him to Eternal Damnation, A.K.A. sleeping on the couch for a long time.
Letting out a sigh, he then turned his head to gaze at her, her figure sending ripples of desire to his Heart, something that, if the slight upturn of her lips was anything to go by, was something she was plainly aware of.
'That demoness really knows what she's doing, doesn't she? And she's still acting as if she's clueless!'
He exclaimed inwardly, cursing at her shamelessness, while out loud his stoic expression and calm tone fooled no one except Bryn.
"You really want me to say it, don't you?"
Seeing the smug grin on her face, Demian's lips twitched slightly before he added.
"As Sera said, I need to bond with Bryn, and you're... distracting."
Tilting her head slightly, a few strands of blood-red hair falling on her face, while her grin turned from smug to dangerously alluring in a heartbeat, matching her soul-stirring voice.
"How... Distracting am I...?"
The whisper-like words coupled with her looks froze his brain for the umpteenth time that day, his heart skipping a beat like a teenager in love before he was finally able to regain his calm.
Taking a deep breath to slow his heartbeat, he then looked at the mischievous redhead with a resentful expression before retorting.
"Very distracting, alright?! Now, woman, can you just stop trying to talk me out of my pants for a damn minute? I am this close to taking you down right here, right now."
Hearing his words, Liya felt a mix of pride and happiness, and even more amusement.
'I'm so beautiful that my man can't even look at me without wanting to instantly jump on me. Not bad, Liya. Not bad.'
Although her mother was amused, Bryn was clearly not.
After all, missing this chance for bonding, who knew when the next would be?
One day?
A few days?
A week or two?
Knowing how horny her mother and Demian were, and their ridiculous Perk-enhanced stamina, weeks might go by before she could enjoy his...
'Ministrations'...
And that was if Sera did not join midway, something she felt oddly certain would happen at one point, given her sister's perverted tastes.
'I don't want to wait anymore!'
Bryn decided inwardly, while outwardly she narrowed her eyes, her gaze fixated on her mother's face as she declared.
"Mom, I don't care what you do after, but I will bond with Dem right now."
Looking at the slightly resentful expression on her oldest daughter's face, Liya felt a tinge of guilt, especially when she recalled how the former had given up her 'turn' to let her go first.
As those thoughts appeared in her head, Adeliya's seductiveness immediately disappeared, her expression turning reassuring as she replied.
"Don't worry, sweetie, I was just teasing our husband. I didn't intend on making you miss your chance to bond with him."
Seeing the sincerity in her mother's gaze, the irritation gripping Bryn's heart vanished, leaving only relief and a hint of bashfulness when she realized what she had just done, or more specifically, the cause behind her reproachful words.
Seeing her smooth golden cheeks darkening slightly, both Liya and Sera felt amused, though neither commented on it.
Instead, the former suggested.
"Since you're both ready, there's no need to waste time. Just go for it right now."
The words pulled the golden-skinned beauty from her own thoughts, prompting her to nod with a calm expression, though the slight trembling of her hands betrayed her true emotions.
In an instant, her body vanished before reappearing right where her mother was previously sitting cross-legged.
Well, until Demian used his magic to levitate her body into his lap.
As that last thought appeared in her mind, Bryn suddenly caught the mischievous smile on the raven-haired man's face.
'He's going to do the same thing to me, isn't he?'
She asked herself rhetorically, knowing exactly the kind of man she chose to share her life with.
And indeed, her expectations were not betrayed as she sensed every part of her skin being instantly covered by Water Elemental Energy filled with Demian's energy signature before she felt herself float toward his body in the same way as her mother previously.
Honestly, as long as she exerted herself, she could have broken his hold, not because she was stronger than him—not anymore at least—, but because he only used the equivalent of a gentle hold to make her float.
However, did she even want to break out of his energy embrace?
Seeing how she let herself float toward him, the answer was pretty obvious.
'He just did the same thing to my mother, and now it's my turn, all in front of my own sister and mother... When I remember how shy he used to be before his memories awakened, it's as if his previous and current selves are two completely different people. No wonder Mom and Sis were so accepting about bonding with him... Then again, aren't I the same...?'
Indeed, although she did not consider herself shallow, it was clear that for a man to enter her Heart, he would need certain qualities, and the old Demian was far from meeting her criteria.
Of course, the fact that they were related did play a major role, as romantic relationships between blood-related people were not exactly accepted in the Origin Islands, an opinion she used to share, since most of those relations were adults forcing themselves on children.
However, her opinion changed—on romantic relationships between blood-related adults, not adults and children, obviously—a few months ago when her previously weak cousin transformed... Scratch that, transcended might be a better word with that level of change.
When she recalled the time when he broke through to the Chi Gathering Rank, or more specifically, the time right after, when his clothes turned into scraps due to the energy explosion from his breakthrough and his body's 'expansion', leaving her cousin's divine-looking body, especially his thick 'thighs', completely visible to her eyes, she admonished herself inwardly.
'Maybe I'm more shallow than I think, huh?'
Well, a woman had the right to admire her man's body, right?
Granted, she had not been his woman at that time, but let's not focus on irrelevant topics, shall we?
As a myriad of random thoughts surged in her mind, she was suddenly pulled back to reality when she felt her legs wrapped around his strong waist, her toned arms circling around the back of his neck, while her round and muscular butt was now resting in the hollow between his crossed legs.
Due to her greater size—towering at 2m30 for his own 2m tall—, however, what faced Demian's eyes were two large and shapely breasts, forcing him to lift his eyes slightly or the conversation might turn awkward quicker than saying 'boobs'.
As his gaze met her own, he noticed the amused glint in her eyes, prompting a thought.
'Funny how she blames her mother and sister for being more... 'open-minded', and here she is using our new authority on the City Formation that Aunt Eldoria granted us earlier to keep her size bigger than mine... Truly, every one of them is a natural pervert. Thank God I have a saintly heart untouched by lust and desire...'
If that last statement was uttered out loud, it was unknown who would strike him first for his utter shamelessness, the three women or Heavenly Lightnings?
Back to the situation.
Seeing the playful expression on her face, Demian's grin swiftly turned mischievous, his next words teasing her.
"I got to say, whether it's the view or the tactile feeling, I'm completely satisfied."
As those words left his lips, his hands went to squeeze her large ass cheeks a few times, reveling in the mix of softness and firmness, which was something that neither her mother nor sister could match due to their respective physical attributes.
The sudden, but pleasurable touch brought out a low moan from her full, dark-golden lips before a bashful expression appeared on her face.
With a light pout, she protested.
"You... Hooligan!"
Hearing her words and noting how adorably attractive she looked, Demian let out a few chuckles before he commented.
"I can't help it when I have a beauty like you in my lap. To be honest, I'm already holding myself back compared to what I really want to do to you, your mother, and sister..."
The implications behind his words were obvious even to her, evidenced by the slight darkening blush on her cheeks.
However, whether it was because she had become used to his flirting tendency or her own 'innate potential', she quickly regained her calm.
As the previous embarrassment vanished from her face, desire replaced it, with her gaze lowered to face him and growing as heated as her voice whispering in a low, husky tone.
"Darling, we'd better bond quickly..."
Feeling a shiver of anticipation coursing through his body, fueling his already growing lust, Demian knew he could not wait.
Bryn could not wait, Liya could not wait, he could not wait, and frankly...
He could also sense that Sera could not wait either.
Truly a bunch of horny people!
Having made his decision inwardly, a hint of seriousness appeared in the young man's gaze before he instructed.
"Kiss me, Love."
Those words were all she was waiting for, prompting her to lower her head toward him, her lips swiftly crashing against his while she subconsciously started rubbing her buttocks against his lower body, in an unexpectedly similar way to her mother previously.
Although his 'sword' was now as stiff as a pillar, the raven-haired man had no time to do anything but brace himself as the bonding ceremony was already starting.
Immediately, he could sense the 'talent-improving' aspect of the bond strengthening at lightning speed, way quicker than with Liya, which was already fast.
'The info I got when I broke through seems to be true. For each bond, I get twice the effects. If it were from my 'base stats', it would already be broken, but it's actually twice compared to the already four times effects, making it 8 times...'
The young man pondered, thinking that with the help of his current Perk, the previously daunting Frost Beast Palace was not as scary as it used to be.
A few hundred years to reach the Void Sapling Rank?
More like a few decades with how quickly he was about to cultivate!
And that was if he did not find any other woman to bond with...
'Let's not go there, Demian! You've already got three goddess-like women dying to drain you dry, so there's no need to look for more. I'm already living most men's dream, so let's not be a dick. Pun intended.'
As the transformation was proceeding, a few stray thoughts kept appearing in his mind, most strangely having to do with NSFW images, although the intense teasing from the mother-daughter duo was clearly the cause, and definitely not his inherent lustful nature...
RRRIIIGGGHHHTTT...
Unlike Demian's distracted mental state, Bryn was completely focused on the changes happening inside her body to the point that all her previous arousal had temporarily vanished, leaving only intense curiosity.
In her case, although the transformative effect was lower than for her mother—she had already awakened her own bloodline after all—, she still experienced massive benefits.
The most obvious, aside from her growing cultivation, was the coalescing of Golden Traces inside her marrow.
Previously, although she had been beyond the 'exciting phase'—which was slightly higher than the Peak Heaven Grade talent— that her sister had reached after Demian's tribulation and her mother had just attained after her bloodline had awakened, she had still been a short step away from true Immortal Grade Talent.
At most, she could have been considered half-a-step Immortal-Grade, which was still vastly inferior to a true Immortal-grade prodigy, and that only through her Marrow, most likely due to her Race's inherent physical affinity.
Now, however, she could sense that, not only her Marrow was condensing those Golden Traces at high speed, but that her Soul Power and Main Acupoint Systems were starting to metaphorically boil with an ever-increasing intensity, hinting at the possibility of also condensing Golden Traces there.
Feeling a mix of excitement and awe, the young woman exclaimed inwardly.
'His Perks are so... So ridiculously powerful! And that's just half of what he gets...'
As she contemplated further, she suddenly felt a cold shiver down her back when another thought came to her mind.
'If I didn't choose to bond with him, with those sorts of effects and a few decades, I wouldn't even be able to see his back... Thank God, I acted quickly!'
Of course, she was aware of the secondary bond's existence.
Both her mother and she knew about it since Demian would never manipulate them into permanently bonding with him if they would rather choose the 'temporary' option, as it would not only be against his own moral code but would also most likely lead to heavy resentment from the three women along the line.
And that was not great if you wanted a healthy, endlessly long relationship.
In any case, even if she put aside her feelings for him, there was no way she would have chosen the secondary bond for a simple reason: It was too 'weak'.
After all, whether it was her mother, her sister, or herself, one of the main reasons they agreed to share Demian with each other was because they wanted to stay together and help each other for as long as they lived.
However, although the secondary bond would help her progress in her cultivation faster than normal, compared to the Primary bond, there was no way she could have kept up with Demian's progress and be of help to him.
Both her mother and she agreed on that point, aware that the secondary bond was fine for others like their friends and subordinates, but for Demian's lovers, it was clearly insufficient.
Naturally, if her feelings for him were still 'familial', she might have hesitated longer.
Nonetheless, she would have most likely made the same decision in the end.
It was always the same truth: What was the most important, and what would you be ready to let go to achieve it?
Fortunately, in her case, she only had to let go of her 'single status'—and maybe a part of her dignity due to having to share him with her mother and sister—, but that was a 'price' she was more than willing to pay, an opinion all three Mikhailov women shared.
While a myriad of thoughts passed through her mind, the transformation process continued.
On one side, she could now sense Demian more and more clearly through the bond, as if his Soul was now residing somewhere in her heart.
Even her mother and sister were 'there', though, just like for the other two, the feeling was a lot blurrier, as if something was placed in between, which partially blocked the 'connection'.
However, Bryn was not bothered about it.
After all, the three people she loved the most were now soul-bonded to her, which meant that not only could they not be separated anymore, but also that they could all share their deepest feelings with each other through the bond.
Indeed, human emotions could be conveyed by words, which were a great medium capable of either healing and destroying, good and evil, elevation and fall.
Words were the best way humans found to connect with each other.
However, they still had their own limits.
Whether it was posture, facial expression, Aura, etc., many things were actually much more 'accurate' when wishing to display the state of your heart.
The problem, however, was that, to do that, others needed to be attentive, to truly listen and observe, to actually care, something that most people subconsciously refused to do, preferring surface-level interactions to deep connections.
Of course, Bryn knew that Demian was the latter, someone who truly cared about her, her mother, and her sister, which was evidenced by how quickly he could pick up on any of their emotional distress.
Nonetheless, having now bonded through their souls, even that layer of separation had suddenly disappeared, decreasing the metaphorical distance between them by an incredible amount.
Also, if she had to be honest with herself, it would make it a lot easier for her to understand him, something that, unlike her, he had no trouble accomplishing with all three of them.
Different people, different affinities.
No matter!
Since she truly cared about him, she had been growing better at it recently.
It was a slow process, but something she had been enjoying a lot.
After all, who wouldn't want to know the man or woman they loved better?
Wasn't that one of the main goals of a romantic relationship?
Maybe she was being too naïve, but she did not care.
She would rather leave the cynicism to others while she enjoyed being pampered by the man of her dreams because of her 'naiveté'.
'Yep! That sounds much better!'
She exclaimed playfully in her mind before her attention was suddenly attracted to a sudden noise.
Indeed, as a loud 'crack' resounded in her 'ears', she felt her body shudder as her cultivation soared up to the next level, bringing another round of transformation to every part of her physique.
Third Level Foundation Building Rank achieved!
Feeling amazed at the ridiculously easy breakthrough, Bryn could still sense her cultivation progressing as time went by, as if the bottleneck was simply a bump on the road, something too inconsequential to stop her speeding 'cultivation car'.
Minutes passed, and she kept growing stronger.
Entry Third Level stabilized.
Low Third Level.
Peak Low Third Level.
A low hum and her body shook slightly, her cultivation growing further to the Mid Third Level.
Peak Mid Third level.
Another shudder and another breakthrough.
High Third Level.
Peak High Third Level.
As the massive rush of Energy started eroding the bottleneck separating her from the Fourth Level, it suddenly weakened until it completely disappeared, leaving her not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
'Damn it! So close to the Fourth Level, and you leave me hanging like this! Are you doing it intentionally?'
Well, at least it should not take her long to cross that step.
A few days, maybe?
If it were her previous self, it would have taken her weeks, or even months, to break through since it involved a major-level bottleneck.
Now, however, with both her talent having been boosted and having access to her lover's Perks, it would barely take her any time and effort to do it.
'The differences between people are really... I guess I can now be considered one of the cheaters, can't I?'
She wondered with amusement while examining the extent of her body's changes.
Unfortunately, she was not able to spend too much time on it, as her attention was swiftly attracted by Demian's mischievous actions.
Indeed, having been inhumanely teased by the mother and daughter duo, the young man was now ready to deliver his punishment, to let them feel his wrath and help them realize that a man needed to be respected.
In other words, he was extremely horny.
Dangerously so.
Opening his eyes, he broke their kiss while alternating between squeezing her firm ass-cheeks and gently caressing them.
With a playful smirk on his face, he asked.
"How does bonding with me feel?"
After weeks of being the target of and witness to flirting, the golden-skinned beauty had started to shed her previous...
'Naiveté'.
Thus, she was quick to understand the implied meaning, prompting her to respond, as a seductive grin graced her lips, something she had learned from her mother.
"It feels great. But it seems as if something is missing... Being bonded through our souls is great, don't get me wrong, but what about our bodies...?"
Now, if those words came from Adeliya or Seraphine, Demian would understand and be somewhat ready for them.
Of course, being a sucker for his women's teasing, he would still fall for it.
But when it came from Brynhild, the effect was much more lethal, as if someone who should be pure and innocent suddenly turned into an alluring seductress.
The result was a paradox that stimulated both his mind and lust to the point that he felt his logical brain shut down for a brief moment, leaving only an animalistic urge to rip the little fabric hiding her body off and ravage her on the spot.
Fortunately, his Heart cultivation was strong, allowing him to rein in his overwhelming lust, at least temporarily.
Taking a deep breath, he then exclaimed while looking at the three women gazing at his face, their eyes filled with a myriad of emotions, among which love and lust were the most prominent.
"You three are really looking for a beating. Fine! Since you all want it, I will deliver. I wouldn't want to disappoint my own women, would I?"
As those words left his lips, Bryn felt his pair of strong hands grab her ass firmly before her body was lifted in the air along with Demian's own, though her legs were still wrapped around his waist.
Before any of the other two women were able to say a word, they felt themselves vanish from the cultivation room, their minds only registering a blur of movement before they reappeared in the bedroom proper, the enormous bed set in the center giving rise to many lewd thoughts in the four's minds.
Noting the light of dawn flittering through the bamboo curtain, Demian realized that the bonding ceremony took an entire night, which was much longer than he had previously anticipated.
No matter!
A few more hours would not affect anything!
'Dawn is coming. A new day for a new chapter of our lives. How fitting!'
He contemplated briefly before turning his attention toward the three goddess-like beauties he brought into the room with him while setting Bryn down on the firm mattress in front of him.
With a playful grin gracing his lips, he looked at their faces, each sporting anticipatory expressions, and commented.
"Alright, Loves. Now is the moment you've been waiting for. There's only one thing you have to decide, and that's how it's going to go. Do you want to do it together or separately?"
As a wry smile replaced the previous one, he added.
"Keep in mind that I've never done it with multiple women, so that'll be a learning process for me. But I'll do my best to make it as pleasurable as possible for the three of you. I promise."
Listening to his blunt words, Bryn and Liya immediately turned bashful—natering about it was one thing, but when it was really about to happen, that was another thing entirely—, while a pensive expression appeared on Seraphine's face, mixed with excitement.
Honestly, his words were more for the first two, as he was plainly aware of the dark elf's own 'twisted' preferences, something she had shared with him multiple times.
Not that he disagreed with such views...
Thus, his attention was mostly focused on his two 'new wives', observing their reactions with great interest.
Fortunately, even the most easily embarrassed of the two, Brynhild, was quick to recover, let alone Adeliya, whose allure was so high that even the staunchest advocate for celibacy would fall for her charms.
The latter, after a brief moment, a light red hue still painting her fair cheeks, tilted her head and with her mesmerizing voice replied.
"Well, I don't really want to wait the whole night for my turn, and I don't think Bryn would like that either..."
The implications behind her words were clear, but before he could say anything, the golden-skinned beauty interjected shakily, the dark-golden hue on her cheeks turning even darker, though her gaze was firm.
"I-I don't mind doing it together after, but first, I wa-want it alone."
Now, Demian could tell how much courage those words of hers took from the storm of emotions she transmitted through the bond, and thus did not tease her further.
Instead, his smile turned warm, though his gaze betrayed his intense desire for the three, as he replied.
"Since you all trust me, I'll do my best, Loves. Now, shall we start?"