Summoner: Monster Girl Harem!-Chapter 120 [Bonus ] 120: Dominant Cat Women!

"Do you mind not fucking for us all to see? Fufu."

Violetta walked forward, her long scarlet hair and left arm burning with flames. She looked towards the two on the ground, eating each other's faces with slight jealousy. Then dashed forward and kicked Odette into the distance with a powerful kick.

"Gah!?"

Odette shot into the air, the wind blowing her hair into a mess. She slammed into the wall with a resounding bang, her body now embedded into the stone as rocks and debris fell. She looked up with her dazed eyes, only to watch as the sensual hips of her teacher Violetta swayed seductively. Then she mounted onto Vincent and stroked his crotch, her lips pressed against his as she kissed him passionately.

'This damn old woman! Stealing my man!'

"Mmmph~ V...."

'Ah, I only feel at ease when he's beside, touching or kissing me.' Violetta thought to herself, his rigid member rubbing against her snatch felt great; unlike Odette, she only wore a short skirt and no panties. So his hard meat under a thin layer of spandex was already parting her lips, greeting her little button with a delightful caress.

"Hah!"

A flash of blue flames shot forth as Odette dived towards Violetta with a mighty axe kick after she jumped and flipped once. Her eyes opened, a slight bestial delight that she would have knocked this hard-ass teacher down.

However, real life was not so sweet. At the same time, her lips sucked on her beloved Vincent and slurped down on his sweet saliva. A powerful suction force devoured Odette's powerful flame before her arm turned purple and burst with a flame of the same colour. Her left arm blocked the attack.

"Mmmph~ We need to teach bad girls to wait their turn! Nnnph!"

Violetta pushed out her hand, and the purple flame shot towards Odette rapidly. It threw Odette against the wall, her body engulfed in a burst of purple flames. She screamed in pain as the flames seared her skin, her body convulsing as it knocked her unconscious.

'Her blood should heal the burns, whoops. I thought a phoenix could take it....'

Meanwhile, the red-headed teacher continued kissing Zell deeply. Her plump ass squished flat as she sat on top of him in a mount position. She was wearing only a pair of tight spandex shorts, which bulged as she pushed herself against Zell's powerful body.

The two of them became lost in the heat of their passion, their flames entwining as they explored each other's bodies. Violetta could feel Zell's muscles rippling beneath her as she ground herself against him, her flames flaring up.

As the flames raged around them, Violetta couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration wash over her.

"Oh my, a teacher abusing her students. That's not good. This girl is my daughter!"

When Luna's words stopped, she floated before she launched into the air. Violetta only felt a deep pain in her lower abdomen before the world began to spin and flew away from Vincent. Her body then rolled across the ground, a deep bruise forming.

She struggled back to her feet, and her stomach ached violently. Violetta and Luna faced off against each other. Violetta, with her blood-red left arm and alluring beauty, stood ready to take on Luna, the beautiful cat woman with blue hair and two tails.

"Why did you hit me?" asked Violetta.

"Odette is my daughter? Of course, I will protect her(my) happiness!"

Vincent rolled on his side. He felt lazy, like a fat cat. All these women wanted a piece of him, and he just wanted to fight. "Hehe, stupid old women fight! Zera, take big fish!" Beside him, the silver-haired girl that healed his heart began to roll him towards the door. She had already bribed Zarina with some tasty food. (Made by Vincent)

'Hehe, these stupid women! All mine.'

Zera felt proud of herself and stole him away. Her little tail swayed, making a small heart shape as it slapped Vincent's face. He enjoyed being rolled around as, under the little dress of Zera, her furry silver paradise was on display for him to record for later.

"You like this fur?" Zera asked as they reached the living room before she picked him up and carried him upstairs. Vincent was just blue balled and honestly felt deep sorrow. He expected someone to come to save him or attack Zera for their claim soon, so he didn't bother to resist.

Since he didn't respond, she stopped moving and placed him on the floor as he sat there. He took a relaxed lounging pose and looked towards her with a sultry look in his deep red eyes. Zera then put a finger to her chin as fighting still sounded downstairs.

Her eyes lit up as she lowered her skirt and showed him the furry paradise with her cute curled fluff. She then stepped forward with a hop, lifted one of her legs, propped it on the stairs behind his head, and pressed her sticky, hot slit on his face. He could smell her scent, which differed from his other girls. It was close to the thick musky scent of Mel'zeth but with the wild taste of Efrita.

"Like?"

"Ah, I like it very much!" His warm breath tickled her little slit before two girls appeared beside her, grabbed her arms, and dragged her away. "Ah.... My silver tabby paradise...." Vincent whispered to himself.

Meanwhile, downstairs, they fought. It was clear that Luna was the stronger of the two. She was agile, her movements precise and powerful. Violetta struggled to keep up, her attacks feeling sluggish and weak in comparison.

Luna fought with an almost feral ferocity as her body darted around. Her sharp claws grew to about 20cm long and slightly thicker. She lashed out with her dual tails like fierce, flexible metal rods, which shot out with deadly accuracy. Violetta could feel her strength beginning to falter, and she knew she was in trouble.

Her left arm flashed with a flaming sword and clashed against her steel-like claws with a loud clang. Violetta could feel the difference between herself and this beast! The power, speed and pure stamina were a world apart. Luna only felt delighted; so long had passed since she lost most of her strength to create Zera.

'Finally, I can fight! Hahaha, let's kill those bastards that hurt me! Violate that man who stole my heart and make my claim to his sperm! Luna, take all she wants!' ƒ𝑟𝐞𝗲𝘄𝙚𝚋𝑛ｏ𝙫𝒆𝒍.𝒄𝘰𝓂

"Nyaaauu!"

Luna let out a bestial cry, her eyes more feral with slit pupils watching Violetta like a hawk as she rained down violent blows; the moment she noticed, Violette lowered her guard. A tail would smash into her face, cutting her flesh and making cracks in her teeth.

Violetta refused to surrender with nothing but determination. A fierce flame filled her body. She tried to turn the tides of battle with one last brute attack with all her Anima reserves. Yet it was no good... Luna was too strong. She grabbed Violetta's hand and snapped it clean with a loud crack and vicious crunch. Then several brutal knees cannoned into her chest, almost shattering her ribs, forcing blood to spurt from her mouth.

"Gusha!"

"Ugh!!"

She didn't want to give up, no matter what! With a fierce determination, she fought on, her flames flickering wildly as she tried to turn the tide of the battle. But it was no use. Luna was too strong, and Violetta could feel herself being pushed back.

'Ah, I'm going to lose....'

Finally, with a fierce roar, Luna delivered a final, devastating blow that sent Violetta crashing to the ground. She lay there, her body battered and bruised, as Luna stood over her, her claws dripping with blood.

Luna stood over her defeated foe, no longer like the cute, fluffy cat mother. Her eyes were narrow, almost closed, with a violent glint as she stroked the red hair of Violetta like a little child.

"You fought well, little Violetta," Luna said, her voice laced with respect. "But in this dark and dangerous world, only the strong survive."

'Get stronger to protect my mate; you can have his leftover shots.... Since you are a good girl.'

Violetta looked up at Luna, her eyes filled with pain and defeat. She knew Luna was right. And as she lay there, battered and bruised, she knew that the strongest had beaten her. In this world, only the strong could hope to survive.

'I just wanted to have him go down on me.... Heh, damn cats!'