Chapter 438: Isabela
"Go away, go away. You go compete with all those women yourself. I'm not getting involved."
Sapphire stretched lazily, her sexy and fiery figure making even Liala, who was also a peerless goddess, stare wide-eyed.
Beauty at a certain level truly transcends gender attraction.
Especially for a valiant Valkyrie like Sapphire - her appeal to women was even greater than to men.
Faced with Sapphire's rejection, Liala just giggled, completely unbothered. Instead, she stared with great interest at the other's delicate body, looking like she wanted to get hands-on.
Playful banter and physical teasing were common between them before, but now that one of them had actual experience, the dynamic felt strangely different.
These past few days, while Liala claimed she wouldn't interfere, her troublemaker mentality had invisibly given Haruto quite a few assists.
Coupled with the overall atmosphere, the valiant Valkyrie had started acting somewhat unnatural around Haruto.
She was just a bit slow, not actually stupid, and had finally realized why Haruto kept insisting she stay over.
But realization aside, deep down she no longer wanted to move out.
Since Toujou Basara and Haruto were good friends, Sapphire always felt somewhat awkward around Haruto.
Otherwise, after years of being single, combined with Haruto's dual cultivation abilities and the bandwagon effect under Sheila and Liala's influence, she might have already ended up in Haruto's bed by now.
While Sapphire and Liala were joking around, Xuelan and Isabela also arrived at Ravel's bedroom.
When the two beauties arrived, the atmosphere in the room was already heating up.
After Haruto's low "Come in," Xuelan and Isabela exchanged glances, their faces flushed red as they pushed open the half-closed door. They squeezed in like thieves, quickly locking the door behind them.
Seeing Ravel already lying on the bed, her fluffy skirt pushed up to her waist, her slender legs clad in white stockings resting on Haruto's shoulders - even though they were prepared, the two girls couldn't help but feel nervous.
Beyond nervousness, there was even more curiosity.
They understood what was happening and had heard about it many times from their sisters, but had never witnessed it firsthand.
With two more beauties in the room, Haruto didn't stop his movements.
His face was buried in the garden filled with a maiden's rich fragrance, having pushed aside the cute pink panties to the side, his tongue continuously licking the soft, tender petals.
His fingers were spreading the tight little flower valley, thrusting in and out. He tried pushing his fingers deeper, stopping only when he reached a thin membrane.
Haruto had no intention of taking Ravel's first time. Instead, he rose and looked at Xuelan and Isabela behind him.
"As companion maids, you can't just stand there watching the show."
A flash of light enveloped Haruto, revealing his tall, athletic body. His excited little brother stood tall and erect.
Xuelan and Isabela exchanged glances. In the end, the Chinese qipao girl was more shy, taking a step back to indicate that the masked Isabela should go first.
Isabela's personality was naturally more open, and with half her face covered by a mask, she adapted quickly after the initial shock.
Steeling herself, she took two steps forward and grasped the hot little Haruto. "What should I do... lick it?"
"If you don't mind..."
Haruto quite liked being bitten, but Isabela clearly didn't understand.
He shrugged and said, "Take off your clothes first. I'll teach you the more advanced techniques gradually later."
Watching Ravel panting softly on the nearby bed, Isabela focused her gaze, took a deep breath, and slowly hooked her slender, snow-white fingers under the hem of her sexy crop top.
Suppressing her shyness, she closed her eyes, raised her hands, and slid the top off her smooth, rounded shoulders. The light, narrow crop top slipped down her fair, delicate skin and fell to the floor without any resistance.
Her pale hands moved to her waist, and with a soft click, the button of her jeans came undone. Soon, her long, straight legs were completely exposed.
Isabela lifted her dainty feet and stepped out of the jeans pooled on the floor. Her smooth, flat stomach was almost touching the standing Haruto.
The bold and open-minded beauty with orange-red short hair was presenting her fiery, sensual body to Haruto in front of her friend and mistress.
Her fair, delicate skin, full and perky breasts, shapely peach-like buttocks, long and slender legs, and exquisite feet were all exposed to the air.
Feeling Haruto's gaze, Isabela grew shy. She couldn't help but cross her arms, turn her head away, and whisper, "Alright, what should I do next?"
"Just cooperate from here on out."
Haruto smiled faintly. He had no time to guide Isabela step by step—this wasn't her first time, and he had experienced even more stunning beauties many times before.
As soon as he finished speaking, Haruto wrapped an arm around Isabela's slender waist and legs, lifting her into his arms.
"Ah—!"
The sudden sensation of being suspended made the girl instinctively wrap her arms around Haruto's neck, pressing herself against his chest. Her full, perky breasts unavoidably pressed against him.
"You..."
The fiery touch on her waist and legs made half of Isabela's face, visible outside her mask, flush bright red. She instinctively struggled, trying to break free from Haruto.
"Be good, listen to me, and cooperate."
Haruto wasn't annoyed, knowing it was just the girl's instinctive reaction. He softly reassured her.
Sure enough, after hearing Haruto's words, Isabela realized what was happening and stopped struggling. Her fair, sensual body nestled in his arms as he carried her to the bed and placed her beside the breathless Ravel.
The two of them, now completely naked, lay beside the golden-haired demon young lady. The bed was spacious enough, but Ravel still shifted slightly to give Haruto and Isabela more room.
Haruto pressed Isabela beneath him, one hand holding her waist while the other caressed her smooth, beautiful leg, with a subtle tendency to move toward her delicate, pink inner thighs.
Watching Haruto's handsome face draw closer, though she felt little emotional connection, Isabela's feminine instincts stirred sensations within her.
It was somewhat ironic, but as the number of women around him grew, Haruto focused more on physical pleasure than emotional bonds.
For women like Liala and Isabela, his interest was purely driven by possessiveness and lust.
Similarly, the beauties' feelings for Haruto mostly began with physical attraction.
Yet he saw nothing wrong with this—in fact, it spared him much emotional turmoil.
Is he going to kiss me...?
Will kissing really feel that good...?
Haruto's face was now extremely close, their lips almost touching.
The warm breaths they exhaled echoed each other, making Isabela's mind dizzy and causing her to think wildly.
Though they had already been completely honest with each other, they hadn't truly kissed yet. The young girl had no idea how to react.
But in the very next second, the imagined softness landed on her rosy lips. The lips of the man and woman finally pressed together completely, and the girl's soft body tensed up immediately.
Gradually, with Haruto's skilled teasing, that hot softness easily broke through her lip defenses, slowly probing between her lips and teeth.
The moment that softness lightly touched the girl's tongue, an electric current shot from the soles of her feet straight to her brain.
Isabela's body trembled violently, her pupils dilated, her mind filled only with disbelief and overwhelming excitement.
Her paralyzed body didn't know what to do next, so she could only be held in Haruto's embrace, numbly stirring her fragrant tongue.
Mmm~... So soft... So comfortable...
Ravel, watching from the side, pouted. She hadn't experienced such a wonderful kiss yet, and unexpectedly Isabela got ahead.
It wasn't that Haruto didn't want to kiss Ravel, but he had just kissed her little mouth, and was afraid she might dislike it if he kissed the upper one right after.
Actually, aside from the sweet fragrance, there was nothing else unpleasant.
The stronger one's strength, the fewer impurities in the body. A healthy person's bodily fluids basically have no unpleasant smell, let alone a beautiful girl of this level of strength.
The kiss didn't last too long. Sensing the girl in his arms was already emotional, Haruto moved his mouth away.
The tongue doesn't have particularly sensitive touch, so in principle there shouldn't be any physiological reaction, but the fact is quite the opposite.
Kissing is particularly capable of stirring up the body's excitement, similar to watching adult videos - through such an action, it continuously releases information to the brain.
"So wet..."Separating the wet and dripping legs, Haruto's hot big hand touched the entrance to the flower valley."
The girl's juices were overflowing, wet and clearly inviting him to enter.
Haruto straightened his waist and, following the direction of his hand, easily pressed the dragon head to the peach garden cave entrance.
"It hurts..."With the girl's delicate call, all the prerequisites for dual cultivation treatment were met."
Feeling the package and compression continuously transmitted from little Haruto, Haruto began stimulating Isabela's delicate body with his hands, helping her quickly get rid of pain and welcome pleasure.
After about three minutes, the bitterness that comes before sweetness finally departed.
Feeling the unfamiliar swelling in her lower abdomen, along with an indescribable sour itch and numbness, Isabela's slender waist began to sway gracefully.
Seeing this, Haruto smiled slightly and also began to move up and down actively.
The intense training made Ravel, watching from the side, feel hot all over. Her garden, already wet from Haruto's licking, began secreting more fluid.
The Chinese qipao girl standing by the bed was also twisting her delicate body continuously, her long beautiful legs under the blue qipao tightly together, as if afraid something embarrassing might leak out if she separated them.
After absorbing the Succubus bloodline from Sheila and her daughters, Haruto's inherent succubus traits were further strengthened.
He could usually control it, but during dual cultivation it was impossible.
As time passed, with their desires growing increasingly intense, the virginal Xuelan and Ravel actually began pleasuring themselves with their fingers, continuously thrusting into their own valleys with wet, squelching sounds.
One lay beside Haruto, her fingers moving in and out in sync with little Haruto's motions.
The other stood at the foot of the bed, staring at Haruto's undulating waist as she secretly slipped her hand through the slit of her cheongsam and rubbed between her thighs...