Serakel’s tongue moved slowly along the underside of Levi’s cock. Warm saliva mixed with her own fluids as she took the head between her lips and sucked. Her third eye remained dull. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet hall.
Levi kept one hand on her silver-white hair, guiding the rhythm. Lucy stood at his side, watching with narrowed snake eyes. Isha and the Reverend Mother Superior knelt on either side of Serakel, waiting in silence.
He looked down at the three of them. "Isha. Help her."
Isha leaned in without hesitation. Her slimy tongue joined Serakel’s, licking along the thick shaft while Serakel kept the head in her mouth. The contrast of cold slime and warm spit made Levi’s cock twitch hard.
The Reverend Mother Superior shifted closer on her knees. Her heavy breasts swayed as she pressed her cheek against his thigh, waiting for instruction.
Levi’s free hand settled on the Reverend Mother’s head. "You too."
She opened her mouth and took one of his heavy balls between her lips, sucking gently while the other two worked his length. The wet heat of three mouths surrounded him. Soft moans escaped the women as they served.
Lucy’s fingers traced the mark on her own neck. "Master, the fortress is fully under your claim. Every nun has felt it."
Levi nodded once. He thrust lightly into Serakel’s mouth. She gagged softly but did not pull back. Isha licked faster along the shaft. The Reverend Mother Superior hummed around him, sending vibrations through his balls.
[Target Group: Northern High Witches]
[Combined Desire Level rising]
[Host Aether stable]
Levi’s breathing stayed steady. He let them work for several long minutes, watching saliva drip down Serakel’s chin and onto her pale breasts. When the pressure built high enough he pulled free of their mouths.
Serakel looked up, lips swollen and shiny. Isha’s tongue still hung out slightly. The Reverend Mother Superior’s face was flushed.
Levi sat back on the ice-and-silver throne and pulled Lucy onto his lap. Her combat suit was already half open. Heavy breasts pressed against his chest as she ground her wet pussy along the thick length of his cock, coating him in her heat.
Serakel, Isha, and the Reverend Mother Superior remained on their knees in front of them, waiting.
Levi gripped Lucy’s hips and lifted her. He lined the head of his cock against her entrance and dropped her down. Lucy’s walls stretched wide around him. A sharp moan left her throat as she sank to the base.
"Ride," he ordered.
Lucy braced her hands on his shoulders and began to move. Her thick thighs flexed. Her breasts bounced hard with every rise and fall. Wet sounds filled the hall as she took him deep again and again.
Levi looked past her to the three kneeling witches. "All of you. Closer."
They crawled forward until their faces were level with the place where Lucy’s pussy stretched around his cock. Clear fluid already dripped down his shaft onto the throne.
"Lick," Levi said.
Three tongues moved at once. Serakel’s cool tongue dragged along the base of his cock where it disappeared into Lucy. Isha’s slimy tongue joined her, coating everything in slick heat. The Reverend Mother Superior licked higher, tasting Lucy’s juices as they spilled out around him.
Lucy’s pace increased. Her snake eyes locked on Levi’s face while the three witches serviced them both from below. Soft moans and wet slurps mixed together.
[Target Group: Lucy, Serakel, Isha, Reverend Mother Superior]
[Combined Desire Level: High]
[Host Aether stable]
Levi let Lucy ride until her thighs trembled. Then he lifted her off his cock and set her on her feet. Cum and her own fluids already leaked down her inner thighs.
He pointed to the open space in front of the throne. "All four. On your hands and knees. Side by side."
The women moved into position. Lucy on the far left, then Serakel, then Isha, then the Reverend Mother Superior on the right. Four pairs of heavy breasts hung toward the floor. Four wet pussies faced him, each already dripping.
Levi stepped behind Lucy first. He gripped her hips and drove into her in one thrust. Lucy’s back arched. He fucked her with hard, steady strokes, watching her ass jiggle with every impact. After a dozen thrusts he pulled free and moved to Serakel.
He sank into the Queen of the North next. Her cooler walls clenched around him. He slammed deep, making her third eye flicker. Her silver-white hair swung with each thrust.
He pulled out of Serakel and pushed straight into Isha. The slimy heat of the Slime Goddess swallowed him. Isha’s body rocked forward. Soft gasps left her with every deep stroke.
He finished the first round with the Reverend Mother Superior. Her tighter pussy gripped him hard. He leaned over her back, one hand reaching under to squeeze her heavy breast while he fucked her.
He cycled through them without pause. Lucy. Serakel. Isha. Reverend Mother Superior. Then back to Lucy again. Wet sounds grew louder. Fluids mixed on his cock and dripped onto the bone floor. The four women moaned and pushed back against him each time he entered them.
After the third full cycle Levi stopped behind Lucy and buried himself to the hilt. He came hard, flooding her. Thick pulses of seed filled her until it leaked out around his shaft.
He pulled free and moved to Serakel. Still hard, he pushed back into her and came a second time, pumping her full. Serakel’s third eye dimmed further as the heat of his release spread through her.
He did the same to Isha, flooding the Slime Goddess until slime and cum mixed and ran down her thighs. Then he finished inside the Reverend Mother Superior, gripping her hips tight while the last thick load left him.
All four women stayed on their hands and knees, pussies open and leaking his seed onto the floor.
Levi stood over them, cock still half hard and shining. "Turn around. Clean it."
They turned as a group and crawled to him. Four tongues and four mouths worked over his length, licking and sucking every trace of their own fluids mixed with his cum. Lucy took the head deepest. Serakel and Isha licked along the shaft. The Reverend Mother Superior cleaned his balls with slow, thorough strokes of her tongue.
When he was clean he stepped back. "Rest. We leave at first light for the eastern bone swamps."
The four women settled on the bone floor near the throne, bodies marked and full. Lucy curled closest to him when he sat again. The others lay close enough that their skin touched.
Outside the hall the northern convent continued its quiet transformation. Demon nuns moved through the corridors with new purpose, the golden mark of the Sovereign Domain glowing faintly on each of their chests.