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Apocalypse with my SSS Harem Beauties-Chapter 125: Shadow Bind Evolved (18+)
The blowjob continued for several long minutes. Myles enjoyed every second of it. Lilian used her mouth and tongue with incredible expertise.
She moved slowly at first, then increased her rhythm, teasing and exploring every sensitive part of him.
Her lips wrapped around his penis, her tongue tracing deliberate circles, while her hands explored and stimulated his testicles and ass with equal confidence.
With his current stats and a body long accustomed to Ether reinforcement, Myles endured far longer than any normal man could.
The stimulation felt intense, but his stamina held firm. Every breath he took grew heavier yet still controlled.
After a while, Lilian turned. She lifted herself slightly and pressed her chest around his dick, wrapping him between her soft and supple boobs.
She moved them slowly at first, then faster, creating a different kind of pressure and warmth. The sensation made his muscles tighten.
"I want to put it in... come on," Myles said between quick breaths.
Lilian nodded without hesitation. She moved over him and guided his penis toward her wet pussy. It slid in smoothly as if already prepared and welcoming.
She began to move immediately, rising and lowering herself at a steady fast rhythm.
"Ahh... ahh..." Lilian moaned softly as she continued riding him.
Myles watched her movements closely. The warmth of her vagina tightened around him with every motion, gripping and releasing in a steady rhythm that heightened his pleasure.
He admired the way her body moved above him, the sway of her hips, and the way her chest bounced with each motion.
"Ahhh... grab my boobs, Myles!" Lilian said between breaths.
Myles obeyed instantly. He gripped her chest firmly, squeezing and kneading as she continued riding him.
His fingers found her nipples and pinched them gently at first, then with more pressure.
"Ahh yes... harder, Myles!" she moaned.
He clenched his jaw, his expression sharpening almost looking like a snarl. He squeezed again, harder this time.
The pressure should have hurt, yet her moans only getting louder. Her eyes rolled slightly, her lips parting as saliva traced down her chin and onto her chest.
"You like it?" Myles asked.
"Yes... yes... I like it," Lilian replied breathlessly.
She continued moving rapidly for several more minutes, her rhythm unbroken.
"Turn around. I want to see your ass," Myles said.
Without protest, Lilian shifted her body smoothly.
She twisted around and resumed her movements immediately, riding him while facing away.
She glanced back at him with heated eyes as she continued.
Myles stared at the sway of her butt, mesmerized. He licked his fingers before pressing them against her asshole.
She did not resist. Encouraged, Myles pushed slowly, further into her ass while she shuddered in response.
Her excitement only intensified.
Moments later, they changed positions again. Lilian braced herself on her hands and knees.
Myles moved behind her, gripping her hips as he thrust into her. The sound of skin meeting skin echoed across the quiet rooftop, sharp against the silent ruined city. He slapped her ass and each slap left faint redness on her pale skin.
He pulled her closer by the shoulder, pressing his body firmly against her body. He turned his head slightly and looked at her face as she continued to moan beneath him and kissed her deep.
Their movements grew rougher and more primal. The rhythm echoed into the open air.
Anyone listening from afar might have mistaken the sounds for wild beast mating in the night.
They changed positions several more times, chasing pleasure without restraint. Eventually, Myles reached his peak and ejaculated across her body and face. Even then, they did not stop immediately.
Hours passed beneath the fading sickly night sky.
When dawn finally approached, pale light stretched across the horizon.
Lilian lay back against the cool concrete, still sucking him with lingering affection even after he had finished more times than he could count.
She cleaned his dick slowly before pulling away, releasing him with a soft sound as the first rays of sunlight touched the rooftop.
After everything finally settled, a faint red light appeared before Myles’ eyes.
A system notification floated quietly in the air.
[Shadow Bind has evolved.]
[Bond synchronization increased.]
[Skill output enhanced.]
Myles narrowed his eyes slightly. It did not mention a level increase. There was no number or percentage. Just a simple declaration of evolution.
"That’s strange..." he thought. "Why no level?"
He turned his head toward Lilian, who still lay lazily on the concrete with white liquid on her body and face. The early dawn light brushed over her pale skin.
"The Shadow Bind upgraded," Myles said. "But it doesn’t show a level. Why?"
Lilian glanced at him without moving much. "The system doesn’t really mean much now that you’ve started understanding Ether. It can’t fully measure your actual progress anymore. Not everything can be translated into numbers."
Myles listened carefully.
"It still helps to track certain things," she continued. "But once you step deeper into Ether itself by yourself, the system becomes... limited."
Myles nodded slowly. That made sense. The more he fought, the more he felt it. Ether no longer felt like simple energy tied to skills. It felt alive. It reacted to his emotions, intent, and instincts.
Then Lilian shifted slightly and looked at him more seriously.
"You should absorb Ether again. Your stamina dropped a lot, right?"
Myles sighed and nodded. "Yeah."
He stood up and began putting his clothes back on. The fabric felt cool against his skin.
Once dressed, he walked a few steps away and sat down in a cross-legged position. He straightened his back and closed his eyes.
The ruined city remained silent beneath the growing light of dawn.
Myles slowed his breathing and extended his senses. He reached for the Ether in the air.
He began drawing it in carefully.
"Don’t rush," Lilian reminded him. "The Ether here isn’t pure."
Myles gave a small nod without opening his eyes.
He adjusted his breathing and softened his pull. Instead of forcefully drawing the energy inward, he let it flow naturally.
He filtered it slowly through his core, refining what he could and discarding the unstable residue.
The Ether in this ruined place felt heavy and slightly tainted. It carried traces of violence and distortion. If he absorbed too much too quickly, it could destabilize his own flow.
So he remained patient.
His breathing steadied. His pulse calmed. The fatigue in his muscles gradually eased as thin streams of Ether entered his body and circulated through his channels.
Above him, the sky brightened a little bit.
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