Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 649 Too Horny [R-18]

Soon enough, the survivors stirred from their slumber, gripped by terror over the horrors that unfolded in this very spot.

The world had turned into a genuine nightmare, with countless folks perishing right here, though the ones left behind felt deep relief for pulling through alive.

"Are you certain you don't wish to remain here a bit longer?" Peter inquired, his shoulder now wrapped in bandages.

"Yes, we've lingered here long enough already, and it's time to press on quickly," Vritra responded.

"Fine, then stick to the markers on the map, and you'll reach both the Wolves and the Big Bang Colony— just watch out, those folks pack some serious strength," Peter cautioned.

Vritra gave a nod and spun around to depart, where the other nine stood ready for him by the entrance.

He'd also shared some provisions with them, since he carried far more than needed anyway.

Everyone at the camp expressed their gratitude toward him, knowing they'd be goners without his aid.

"Time to move out—our next destination is the Wolves' base," Vritra announced while unfolding the map and examining it closely.

In mere moments, he'd committed every detail to memory.

The Wolves' outpost lay nearer, and securing those wolves would handle their extended travel needs.

After that, it was time to settle the score with that butcher in the Big Bang Colony.

"Will these maps hold up for use anymore?" Teresa wondered, uncertain about how drastically the world might have shifted.

"...You're right, even the cities could be altered. For now, we'll stick to this route—if fortune smiles on us, we might encounter someone with local knowledge," he answered.

Regarding that rival group, no one short of someone who'd advanced further in evolution could stand against him.

His spiritual strikes alone would dispatch the majority of foes.

With that, the team pushed onward, as evening drew near and the sun dipped low on the horizon.

An ideal moment to activate Maeve's power and vanish without a trace.

"Husband, I'm feeling parched," the empress declared abruptly, only minutes into their trek.

"Oh, here you go," he swiftly retrieved a water bottle and handed it over, glancing at the rest to check if they needed some too.

Yet Yennefer bypassed the bottle, prompting Vritra to arch an eyebrow in puzzlement as he eyed her.

"Don't you want this? Or perhaps some juice instead?" He fetched another bottle, but Yennefer fixed her gaze on him before murmuring seductively:

"I want you…"

"…" He stood there, at a loss for words, only then recalling how much time had passed since their last intimate encounter.

And following that brush with death, his wives were suddenly overcome with desire?

His mind had been locked on mere survival, so he'd pushed such thoughts aside for the time being.

But Yennefer, ever the bold one fueled by her dominating urges, never hesitated to claim what was hers by right.

"Hmm, let's push a tad further—once we spot a secure spot, then we can—"

The empress stepped forward, cutting him off with a deep kiss, then breathed into his ear.

"No, I won't hold out. If you put it off, I might just pounce on you here and now—I'm soaking wet already. I need you," Her bold confession left Vritra stunned, unprepared for such intense fervor.

He scanned his wives, catching their eager, ravenous stares directed his way.

'I can handle this, can't I? My stamina's boosted a ton lately—I reckon I've still got what it takes,' Vritra mused inwardly.

Perhaps Yennefer's fire had sparked them all, or they'd simply restrained themselves until now; raw desire burned clearly in their expressions.

Vritra glanced back at Shitless and Onest, who trailed a short distance behind, and called to them.

"We'll halt here for some rest and resume in the morning."

"Resting once more? Weren't we just coming off a break?" Shitless questioned, rubbing his head in bewilderment.

"Sure, let's scout a spot to settle in first," Onest replied, offering no pushback.

It didn't take long to locate an abandoned structure, despite a few mutants lurking inside.

They swept the fifth level clean in short order, allowing Vritra and his wives to claim one apartment while the two men took another.

The instant Vritra secured the door, his wives lunged at him like the undead.

Teresa remained somewhat reserved, her debut with Vritra coming right after their vows—a truly memorable initiation.

Just the pair of them, secluded together.

It was meant to be straightforward, but Yasmine aimed to render her sibling's debut unforgettable, adding a playful twist.

[A/N: I will give those chaps separately, and will inform you all once its ready.]

Vritra shed his garments and drew Yennefer near, her legs encircling his hips as their mouths fused in a passionate clash.

Kissing her deeply, he carried her toward the bedroom; this site appeared abandoned early, leaving it mostly intact.

Even if looters had stripped it bare before.

He pinned the empress's form to the wall, sensing her arousal pressing against his shaft.

Their tongues danced wildly, swapping saliva back and forth between eager lips.

The remaining women perched on the bed, each radiating stunning allure, their outfits already discarded.

Vritra drew away, a sly smile forming on his lips.

"How about we test out those uniforms now?" He suggested, easing Yennefer onto the bed before producing the outfits.

Some came in white, others in green—snug designs that hugged their curves, particularly at the bust and rear.

Peeks of their smooth cleavage remained on display, making them appear irresistibly alluring in the attire.

All his wives save Fiona outaged him in years, and now she too carried a grown-up vibe.

Their lush, curvaceous figures proved overwhelmingly tempting.

His erection stood rigid at the mere view, drawing him toward Yennefer, who donned a sergeant's uniform.

"Hehe, husband, you've developed such intriguing preferences—this is thrilling indeed," Yennefer nibbled her lip, her ample chest straining against the fabric.

Vritra seized the pants and ripped them open at her core, the thrill of intimacy without full undress adding to the heat.

He settled in, his thumbs tracing her slick folds before sealing his mouth over the quivering, heated entrance.

His tongue plunged straight into the empress's snug depths, teasing and probing the tender inner walls.

"Aaahhhh~" Yennefer cried out, her core having ached for relief, and now his tongue delivered pure bliss.

The other wives had to bide their time, craving his undivided focus, which only amplified their building arousal.

Yennefer's frame bowed upward, his tongue thrusting deeper, though sadly he couldn't extend it further.

Intra shuffle stayed off-limits here, leaving her craving even more.

Vritra savored her nectar's sweetness, relishing how her velvety walls gripped his tongue and drew it inward.

SLURP SLURP

GULP

Her gasps blended with the wet sounds from his efforts, as her warm, delicious essence streamed steadily down his throat.

Yet he realized the absence of Intra shuffle too, so after indulging a while longer, he parted his lips.

Yennefer gazed at him with eyes full of yearning, desperate for him to claim her fully, to bury himself deep within.

"Husband, hnn~ p-please, slide it in, stuff me full~" she gasped amid her cries, eager for their deepest union.

Vritra tugged at her shirt, snapping buttons as her soft, pale breasts sprang free, jiggling gently.

This view scorched with intensity.

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