Helen continued to move her head with frantic energy, engulfing Ryan’s penis with her mouth and using her tongue to massage every corner of the glans.

The sounds of suction filled the room, blending with the erratic pants of the other girls waiting for their turn on the floor.

Ryan felt the blood pumping forcefully to his crotch, making his erection grow increasingly rigid and sensitive.

Alicia was not left behind, and while Helen worked on the tip, she dedicated herself to licking the base and fondling her own nipples through the fabric of her blouse.

Irina, for her part, clung to Ryan’s other leg, rubbing her wetness against his thigh while letting out soft whimpers of frustration.

The atmosphere in the living room was suffocating, heavy with a lust that the debt system had elevated to unbearable levels.

’This is going to be exhausting, I won’t even last five minutes before all these heroines drain me dry,’ Ryan thought as he watched.

Ryan closed his eyes for a moment and concentrated, activating his enhancement skill on himself.

’Though, this isn’t exactly the way an enhancement is supposed to be used.’

Beatrice, who had been watching in silence, brittlely broke her stillness and approached Ryan’s face with an expression of pure need.

The demon girl took his cheeks in her cold hands and forced him to look into her eyes before slamming her lips against his in an intense kiss.

Ryan felt Beatrice’s tongue invading his mouth, searching for his own with a desperation she had never shown before.

The kiss was deep and wet, with Beatrice sucking on Ryan’s tongue as if she were trying to extract every single drop of mana directly from his body.

Helen let go of Ryan’s penis for a second to catch her breath, her face wet with saliva and her eyes clouded with pleasure.

"Ryan... you’re not going to... get off this easily..." the warrior muttered before lowering her head again to lick his testicles with devotion.

Ryan felt the heat in his crotch reaching the point of no return, with the enhancement keeping his body firm against the constant actions of the five girls.

However, before Helen could try to mount him, a figure stepped into the middle of the group. Mirian stood up, gently pushing Helen aside with a foot while smiling mischievously.

"Tehe, it looks like you all have already had too much fun and forgot that I also have a debt to pay," Mirian said in her usual tone.

Her eyes gleamed with intensity as she shed her clothes in one fluid motion.

"It’s time for Ryan to receive some slightly more personal attention, don’t you think?" she added before positioning herself in front of him.

Mirian didn’t wait for Ryan to give his consent or for the others to protest her interruption.

She mounted Ryan, straddling his thighs, and guided his penis toward her own vagina with one hand. As soon as she felt the tip enter her inside, she let out a gasp of satisfaction and dropped down with all her weight, completely impaling herself in a single fluid and deep motion.

"Ah...! Ryan... this is... incredible..." Mirian groaned as she began to move up and down, making her breasts bounce with every impact.

Her hands clung to Ryan’s shoulders, searching for stability as she increased the speed of her thrusts. The sound of their bodies clashing and the fluid lubricating the penetration became the only audible noise in the living room.

Mirian sat on top of him, arching her back and squeezing the muscles of her vagina around Ryan’s member with every downward stroke.

Ryan took her by the waist, helping her maintain the frantic rhythm she herself had imposed to claim her territory.

The sensation of Mirian squeezing him was overwhelming, and the strain of the enhancement was starting to falter in the face of the intensity of the approaching orgasm.

Mirian’s face was contorted in a grimace of pure ecstasy as she reached her own climax.

Finally, with a muffled cry and a violent convulsion of her hips, Mirian came all over Ryan at the same time he released his semen inside her.

Ryan felt his hot semen fill Mirian’s vagina as she collapsed onto his chest, panting heavily with a mischievous smile on her lips.

Mirian was left satisfied, her debt settled.

The rest lasted barely a few seconds. Alicia, who had been waiting patiently in a corner, got down on all fours on the floor right in front of Ryan.

Her rear was raised and her entrance throbbed, desperately seeking the contact that Mirian had just received.

"Your Majesty... please... do not leave me like this... I also need... your punishment..." the assistant begged with a broken voice.

Ryan wasted no time and, still maintaining his erect penis despite the recent ejaculation, positioned himself behind her.

He took her firmly by the hips and, without preamble, penetrated her from behind with a deep thrust that made Alicia scream with pleasure.

She buried her face in her hands as Ryan began to thrust into her.

The rhythm of the penetration was constant, with Ryan ignoring the fatigue and focusing solely on driving his assistant into a frantic state of pleasure.

He could see how Alicia’s skin goosebumped with every stroke and how her buttocks shuddered at the impact of his pelvis.

Alicia kept apologizing at the same time, mixing her blind devotion with the purest lust that the debt bug could extract from her soul.

Finally, after several minutes of savage thrusts, Alicia tensed completely and let out a cry that ended in a long, sharp moan.

Ryan felt the walls of her vagina squeezing his penis. Meanwhile, the pleasure Alicia seemed to feel grew more intense.

He stayed inside her until Alicia collapsed onto the floor, completely exhausted and with her eyes rolled back from the pleasure received.

"Ryan... we’re still left..." Helen’s voice echoed out, and right beside her stood Beatrice and Irina, both wearing flushed and mischievous expressions.