True to his words, Kiba f.u.c.k.i.e.d Velma for what seemed to be a year, even though, in reality, only an hour passed.
He took her in all known positions. To make the experience worthwhile, he even created new positions to enjoy her body in all possible ways.
Standing, on the bed and floor, underneath the shower, on the ceiling, above the table....
Flame King witnessed everything. His eyes were filled with blood threads as he saw c.u.m dripping from every hole of his wife and then dripped on him.
Because Kiba was f.u.c.k.i.n.g Velma in THE standing position. He put Velma over Flame King so that the latter could see everything in full HD without missing any detail, while his c.o.c.k slammed into her ass.
This, in turn, coated Flame King’s face with his wife’s juices and Kiba’s c.u.m. Flame King was bubbling with rage, but he couldn’t do anything. The Blood Contract made it impossible. So, all he could do was accept the humiliation.
Though, he also knew a part of him enjoyed this humiliation. His wet pants were the proof...
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"That was the best Valentine’s Day ever!" Velma exclaimed as Kiba threw her on the bed. He lay beside her, caressing her small but firm b.r.e.a.s.ts.
"Well, as your husband wanted, I would make sure you have many Valentine’s Day every year," Kiba said while stopping Time Stretch.
Flame King: "........"
Velma suppressed a giggle. She has earned a place in Flame King’s life with many efforts, doing everything to please him.
For too long, she has loved him, but she also knew he didn’t really love her. Just because he didn’t have any mistress didn’t mean it was due to love. So she was frustrated inside but didn’t have the guts to express it without losing her life.
Now with Kiba in the picture, there was no such fear. Not only did she not have to perform wifely duties any longer, but she would also still get to enjoy the perks of an Alpha’s wife!
She has the best of both worlds!
"You are crafty," Kiba said telepathically. "Not what I expected when your husband said you were going to be blindfolded."
Velma smiled and took hold of his c.o.c.k. She wanted to have another ride before ending it for the day. Slowly she took him in her stretched asshole and started riding as if her life depended on it.
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Sometime later, Kiba jumped out of bed. Bright dots of light appeared around him and started spinning, turning into clothes.
"Cuckold King, you have an amazing wife," Kiba said while taking a glass of juice from the table. "Take care of her for me."
"Y-yes, sir," Flame King tried to smile as the nightmare was finally ending, even if it was only for today.
"How could my luck turn so shitty?!"
Flame King wondered and recalled his time in Infinity Maze. Everything seemed to start when he met Kiba, but now that he thought of it, his bad luck began when he met Zed and abused him.
"Maybe that bastard is blessed by Fate!"
Flame King felt a chill down his spine.
He knew of many blessed by Fate. Every crisis for them would turn into an opportunity. As for those who created the crisis, their luck would come to an end, and they would face one disaster after another.
"He survived Solitary Snow Island, the slums, Desolate Blood Forest, and even escaped from Extermination’s onslaught in Delta City!"
Flame King’s face turned ugly.
"It has to be him! Damnit!"
Flame King wished he could strangle Kurtis. Had it not for Kurtis, he wouldn’t have abused Zed and turn his life into a tragedy.
Meanwhile, Kiba started walking towards the door. Just as he was about to open the door, Flame King shouted.
"Rebecca! You have to take Rebecca!"
Kiba was startled, and he turned back in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Kiba asked.
"She’s beautiful and hot!"
Flame King replied in a frenzy.
"Maybe the most wonderful woman in existence! F.u.c.k her so Kurtis that can regain his status as The Cuckold!"
"!!"
Kiba’s expression twisted into that of a demon. A hammer appeared in his hand, and he disappeared.
Bang!
Flame King slammed into the wall. He was dazed, and before he could wonder what happened, the hammer crashed into his chest, making him spit blood.
Kiba appeared before him. Grabbing the hammer, he smashed it onto Flame King’s head, splitting it.
"AHHHHHHH!" Flame King screamed.
His regenerative powers quickly jumped into action, stitching his head back.
Flame King was both frightened and confused.
What has he done for Kiba to be so pissed all of a sudden?!
"Bastard, how dare you say that?!"
Kiba asked as he beat the hell of Flame King. The latter could only reply in painful grunts. This only angered Kiba further.
"What do you think I am?" Kiba asked while brutally pounding Flame King. "A motherf.u.c.k-----?!"
Kiba paused without completing the word.
His expression changed as he recalled Suzane – Olly’s mother, Katherine – Sophia’s mother, and countless other beautiful mothers.
He had f.u.c.k.i.e.d all of them, and in essence, became the biggest motherf.u.c.ker out there.
So asking Flame King if he was a motherf.u.c.ker was wrong.
Flame King was relieved the beating has stopped. He looked at Kiba and saw an unreadable expression.
On the bed, Velma was just as shocked as her husband. She couldn’t help but ask, "Why did you beat my loving husband?"
Kiba tossed the hammer away, and with an angry expression, he explained.
"He has a hot woman like you as the wife. And yet, he is blind enough to label some other woman as the most beautiful woman out there! How could I not beat him?!"
Flame King’s jaw dropped.
Velma’s eyes widened, and she blushed.
Kiba was doing this to defend her pride?!
Oh god! He’s the best not only in bed but in other areas as well!
She threw herself in his arms and soon brought him back to the bed. She spread her buttery ass cheeks, and invited him back to the hole he has grown fond of.
Flame King: "........................."
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An hour later, Kiba stretched his hands and stepped out of the room. He was exhausted and a bit tired.
"Sighs~ My job is taking a heavy toll on my physical health."
Kiba wished he had the freedom to retire. But he was the greatest doctor out there. If he retired, the world would turn into hell for all husbands and wives. Something that couldn’t be allowed!
So, for the greater good, his health has to be sacrificed.
Kiba could only sigh again...
He continued to tread through the giant corridor and looked around, examining the paintings and the scenery.
"Hmm?"
After walking for a kilometer or two, he suddenly stopped as he felt a pair of eyes on him. He was in the House of Hestia, but no one has dared spy on him until now.
At least, he didn’t feel it despite his powers.
It was surprising for someone to do it now, especially since that person was clumsy enough to not hide their presence.
He looked in the distance, on the other side of the mansion with a pool of trees in between.
Some twenty kilometers away, there was an open window leading to a vast room with lots of medical tools.
A barely eighteen-year-old teenager was sitting on a wheelchair, using a high-tech binocular to look at him.
Her facial features seemed familiar, even though it was the first time he was seeing her.
"Kirstie..."
Kiba whispered her name with a complicated expression.
In the room, Kirstie was startled.
"He noticed me!" Kirstie exclaimed.
"Oh, no!" Leyla, her loyal maid, was terrified. "I warned you, young miss!"
"Relax," Kirstie assured her with a cute smile. "The room is protected by a grade VIII barrier! Invading it is impossible!"
"Really?" A voice asked her.
Kirstie was shocked, and so was Leyla. Kiba was sitting on the window!
Leyla staggered back, but Kirstie’s eyes brightened, and she said, "Wow! You are amazing!"
Kiba didn’t expect her to react like this. She ignored him and turned towards her maid.
"He’s here! You can ogle at him at all you want, and none would know!"
This time, it was Kiba’s turn to be shocked.
"Ogle?" Kiba asked.
"Yes! I don’t know if it is the hobby of older women, but Leyla is always staring at pictures of handsome men!"
Kirstie explained.
"Now she can finally stare at a real man and fulfill her desire!"
Leyla closed her face with her hands. She was flushing red with heat.
Young miss, please stop embarrassing me!
And being thirty is not old!
Kiba was amused. With a smile, he asked, "Is that so?"
"Yes," Kirstie replied while glancing at the transparent barrier surrounding the room. "The barrier is still intact! How did you appear here without breaking it?"
"Teleportation," Kiba answered.
"Oh!" Kirstie nodded. Though to her knowledge, the barrier was known to restrict every mode of spatial travel. So how was teleportation possible?
Regardless, she wasn’t worried. He didn’t seem dangerous, at least not to her. Besides, it was nice to meet new people!
"So, do you have a job?" Kirstie asked, trying to sound mature.
"Ah...well, yes," Kiba was taken aback by her question.
"Really? What do you do?" Kirstie asked with interest.
Kiba didn’t answer or maybe couldn’t answer.
"Is it something confidential?" Kirstie asked.
"Yes, very confidential," Kiba nodded with a serious expression.
"Wow! A secret job!" Kirstie clapped her hands. "It must be thrilling!"
"You can say so," Kiba replied while wishing she would stop here.
"I envy you!" Kirstie said with a sincere smile, "I’m stuck in the room while you have a thrilling job out there!"
Kiba’s eyes lowered to the wheelchair. He knew a bit about her condition.
"Anyways, my name is Kirstie."
Kirstie extended her pale hand for a handshake.
"I am Kiba."