Xyra's help was invaluable. Inexpensive, even. She was a being of immense power who could protect his women in ways he couldn't. Train them. Elevate them. Keep them alive when the world tries to tear them apart.
The price was his body. His cum. And eventually, his harem's participation in her education.
He agreed to her demand. Not verbally. Not through the connection. But in his mind, the acceptance settled into place.
Fine. You'll get what you want. But I'll get what I want too.
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He reached the entrance of the Ascension Tower and paused.
A headache was forming behind his eyes.
He had so much explaining to do later. Seraphine and Ira would have questions when he brought them here. They would ask about the mansion behind the tower. About the being who lived there.
He could lie. He could deflect. He could tell them it was none of their business.
But they were his women. They deserved the truth. Or at least a version of it.
It is going to be a long day soon.
