Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 616 Cold [R-18]

Fiona, Vanessa, Yasmine, Diana, Teresa, and Yennefer had at last ascended to the demi-god level.

Each one emerged from her intense training on that very same day, separated only by brief intervals.

Vritra had ventured away from home, leaving them all in the dark about his exact whereabouts or schemes.

Even Maeve, who spent every moment by his side, remained unaware of his precise activities.

"Oof, hubby has blocked my senses; I can't see what he's up to." Yasmine shook her head, filled with regret.

"Fox, it's been a while." Yennefer glanced at Maeve and said, as the pair had formed a strong bond prior to the conflict.

"Haa, is someone envious of me now?" the demoness chuckled softly to herself, having shared such close moments with Vritra over recent days.

With him entirely to herself, it was no wonder Yennefer felt a twinge of jealousy.

"Hmph, you simply got fortunate this time; the competition starts now." Yennefer replied with a stern expression before breaking into a grin.

"Mom, let's sort out our affairs before heading to the event." Fiona suggested, since they each governed separate territories.

"Sure, I've already set things up; Layla will manage it all while I'm gone." Vanessa responded.

"I'm set as well; I'll just assign a handful of reliable folks to oversee operations." Diana chimed in.

"Hey sis, what's got you lost in thought? Already pining for your husband?" Vanessa teased, snapping the absent-minded Teresa back to reality.

The curvaceous gothic beauty shook her head, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She truly longed for Vritra.

"N-No, I was… Yeah, I was pondering that invention I built; it won't hold up for a full year. So prior to our departure, I need to enhance it." Teresa hastily came up with a cover story.

"Uh-huh, sure, I bet you're really concerned about that." Yasmine rolled her eyes. Her little sister stayed so pure; the furthest she'd gone with Vritra was a simple kiss.

It looked like she might need to lend a hand in guiding her.

The group of women chatted animatedly together, savoring this rare tranquility and serenity, uncertain how long such quiet would endure.

…

Before long, Vritra made his way back to the residence.

A grin spread across his features the instant he spotted the seven women.

His household felt whole at last, allowing them a chance to unwind in ease for some time.

"My lovely wives, I've got an enormous surprise in store for you." Upon stepping into the chamber, every woman pivoted toward him with eager curiosity.

"What scheme have you cooked up, darling? Don't leave us hanging." Fiona whined, pouting dramatically to play the victim.

"Nope, you'll discover it tomorrow." He stated resolutely.

The evening had already deepened, leaving scant time remaining.

"Haa, alright, honey, we can hold out, but…" she hesitated, her gaze sharpening with a mischievous spark as she rose from the bed and drew near.

"But my precious son, you'll face some discipline for keeping us waiting." Vanessa declared, nibbling her plump lower lip in a highly alluring manner.

"H-Huh?" Vritra blinked in astonishment, yet moments later, Vanessa seized his arm and tugged him toward the bed, shutting the door behind them.

Naturally, he offered no opposition; such games carried their unique thrill.

His spouses appeared eager for another round, bolstered by their newfound power and increased ranks.

They felt confident in overpowering him this time and draining him utterly.

Besides the veteran participants Fiona, Diana, Yasmine, and Vanessa,

Maeve and Yennefer planned to participate too.

Meanwhile, Teresa, caught off guard by the turn, remained utterly still in shock.

"Haha Tess, relax; this won't be your debut, but observing a little couldn't harm." Yasmine said gently, unable to suppress a laugh at her sibling's stunned face.

Teresa merely nodded and shifted to a seat in the corner, keen to absorb every detail for later.

Vritra found himself encircled by his partners, each eyeing him with intense desire.

Their garments slipped seductively from their forms, exposing creamy, curvaceous figures with irresistible curves.

Vritra's gaze roamed across his wives' physiques, their ample breasts jiggling as they advanced gradually.

The atmosphere filled with their alluring fragrances; he breathed in deeply, the view utterly captivating.

Focusing on any single spot proved challenging, as the room's heat surged abruptly.

They all mounted the bed.

Vanessa positioned herself to his left, Maeve to his right; the goddess shifted behind as they stripped him bare in a flash.

Suddenly, Diana's plush breasts molded to his back, her tender nipples grazing his flesh.

His left hand and right arm nestled into Vanessa's and the demoness's bosoms, respectively, as they pressed close.

Yennefer stretched across his legs, her bare skin flush against his thighs, her yielding, pillowy breasts squished and shaped upon them.

Vritra had zero chance to act, facing his wives' ravenous stares, poised to consume him entirely.

Their heated flesh molded straight to his own, the velvety texture and tenderness vivid against him.

A wave of delight surged through Vritra as Yennefer's fingers glided teasingly, clasping his shaft between her warm, gentle hands.

She admired it, yearning deeply for her cherished indulgence. She gave it a soft squeeze, swallowing hard, eager to engulf his stiffening length with her lips.

"Husband, thanks for the treat~" she teased playfully, parting her lips to draw the tip of his cock inside.

"Mmmm~ SLURP" Yennefer sensed her form dissolving in bliss; she adored devouring his member so much.

Her tongue darted out right away, delivering a firm swipe at the head, swirling around the foreskin before probing beneath with its tip.

Maeve didn't delay either, inching nearer with her full breasts compressing into his shoulder as she planted kisses on his neck, nipping the flawless skin with ownership.

His aroma nearly drove her wild; she struggled to restrain herself.

Drawing on his skin and imprinting her traces, the demoness lavished kisses across his neck.

Her lips parted as fangs extended, and she sank them in, blood rushing into her mouth at once.

Obviously, Vritra's permission alone enabled her fangs to pierce and draw blood.

"Mhmm GULP" Maeve savored the exquisite flavor while nursing at his neck, immersed in the ecstasy.

Vanessa planted kisses along his neck, ascending gradually as she knelt and tilted slightly.

Her breasts molded to his torso, cradling his face before sealing her mouth to his.

She tugged at his bottom lip, then lapped it softly, drawing on her son's lips.

As their supple lips met and caressed, her tongue slipped inside, entwining with his.

Vritra drew in a sharp breath, his eyes widening in shock.

He pulled away from the kiss and peered down at Yennefer, who gazed up with a wicked expression, his cock still between her lips.

For some reason, her mouth's interior turned icy cold, sparking an entirely fresh thrill.

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