Chapter 182: 174 – The Second Endurance Exam

Chapter 174 – The Second Endurance Exam

“Isn’t that already guaranteed?” I chuckle softly at the petite foxgirl.

She responds with a shy smile and glances away for a second, soon returning her pretty eyes right back to mine. Her golden irises glimmer with modest anticipation and a tinge of anxiety. For a moment, I’m not exactly sure how I’m able to gather so much just from that without creating a connection, but the various faint scents her excited body is emanating seem to make my assessments much more accurate.

Perhaps I’m getting better at reading Beastkin.

The adorable ninja grows a bit more nervous in the meanwhile as I don’t take any actions towards her so I quickly fix that mistake. Slowly leaning myself lower, I cup her chin up with my hand and place a tender peck on her pillowy lips. She lets out a tamed sigh as her lithe frame shivers from top to bottom. Her mouth opens for me in a quite submissive manner and she invites me to shower her with affection the way I might desire.

Before things actually escalate, I draw my lips back while lovingly brushing her cheek and glance around.

“Just so we are all in the clear, there’s no one who was told that this is obligatory, right? I can’t exactly know what your instructors passed on to you. Everyone wants this, yes?” I ask as my gaze roams over an entire dozen of various, unique girls.

Damn.

I might have taken up a much bigger group of fish ladies but thinking about it consciously twelve is still a huge number.

They exchange glances amongst themselves and then nod in unison. I catch a few nibbled bottom lips and hopeful smiles. The half-blood Wolfkin is clearly trying to make herself as presentable as possible as if how her attire looks matters greatly, but she’s failing miserably by overthinking it a lot. And from already being very bothered by my earlier teases.

Shooting her a small wink that flusters the canine lady even more, I return my attention to the vulpine beauty in my arms. Not falling behind her sisters-in-arms, she also quickly nods to make it clear what her decision is even though she has literally asked me to claim her just a moment earlier.

“Alright,” I whisper to her with a smile. “Shall we move into one of the rooms?”

She pushes her cheek more into my palm. “I... I don’t want to wait any longer... Sir...”

Her blush deepens by a level or two as she voices out her need. It definitely takes quite a bit out of her to be this direct. I can tell that she’s usually on the more withdrawn side, but it looks like my actions might have pushed her past that line.

“As you wish.” I pepper her lips with a few gentle kisses. “And feel free to call me whatever you want. Right now, we are moving from a professional atmosphere into something much more pleasant.”

With a snap of my fingers for an additional effect, a stylish, demigod-sized bed pops up right next to us, eliciting a round of gasps from the group of mercenary women. King-sized is not enough anymore so I had to come up with something a tier higher. Thus, demigod-sized. It should have no problems fitting even all of the gathered girls on its sizable surface. You could literally set up a camp on the heavenly mattress if you wanted.

The foxgirl takes a peek over her shoulder and a tiny smile curls the corners of her plump lips up. She takes a few steps back while returning her shimmering eyes to me and bumps into its edge. Sitting down, she places her hands together on her lap and waits for me with her fluffy fox tail swaying from left to right in eager anticipation. I don’t think she can get any more adorable.

Without further ado, I move closer and drop to one knee in front of her so that she has the privilege of looking down at me instead of hurting her neck. My palms slide up the smooth material covering her sides and her lips part from the tender sensation. Reaching the level of her chest, I sneak them to her back and bring my face to hers, going right after that sweet mouth of hers. Her slender arms wrap around my neck as her fingers take on an adventure through my hair.

Pausing our tender exchange, I find her eyes again as they open again. “What’s your name?”

“Oniri... Leader...” she replies, hesitating a little before she picks how to address me.

“Would you like to leave everything to me, Oniri?” I ask, sliding my hands to her cloth belt.

“Yes, please...” She nods quickly. “My skills, my mind, and my body are all yours, Leader...”

Smiling at her warmly, I loosen the slick sash and move my fingers up to her collar, parting her robes just enough to let them slide down her shoulders. Oniri’s bare torso greets me and I get the perfect view of her modest chest. Just as I could tell during our little game, she is the perfect size for my palms to gently cup her breasts and smother them with love. It makes her lithe, athletic figure so much more alluring. She definitely trains a lot.

I send her the contract and she instantly takes care of it, clearly briefed about the details before. It makes me chuckle a little at how fast she dismisses it and refocuses her attention on my face, and another part that is still very much visible. But, since she is so kind to offer her precious first moment to me, I better make it count.

Trailing my kisses down from her mouth, I shower her left peak in some lively licks. My right hand traces circles over her deliciously toned tummy and I’m graced with a few quiet moans that quickly turn a bit muffled. One glance confirms that Oniri has started attempting to muffle her alluring voice by biting on one of her fingers. Her golden gaze still drills into me with timid need so I continue while holding it firmly.

Unfortunately for her, the moment my digits reach her soaked slit, a much more audible cry of pleasure escapes her plump lips and she turns red as a tomato. I grin at her softly, beginning to rub her hot, swollen folds up and down. Her breathing quickly grows fast and shallow even without me focusing on any of her weak points. Timing it just right, I thumb her sensitive clit right before she reaches her peak and a musical moan reverberates through the reception hall as she comes on my hand with a trickle of love nectar.

Coming down from her high, she opens her eyes again and oozes desire while drilling holes in the back of my skull. I prod her wet entrance a tiny bit with my fingers to make sure that she’s as ready as possible since she seems quite petite and withdraw myself to save the best sensations for the main point of the show.

She tilts her fox-eared head a bit in confusion, but her pupils dilate in excitement and visual pleasure as my clothes disappear. I swear a barely noticeable trail of drool escapes the corner of her mouth as she swallows hard. The moment I come closer and pick her up in my arms, she shudders in anticipation.

Quickly crawling on my knees more or less to the middle of the bed, I lay the sweet ninja foxgirl on the fluffy mattress, hovering over her entire figure. Her hands explore my front for a few long seconds and I let her relish the moment as much as she wants, just waiting with a smile on my face.

Finally realising that she’s spaced out, her body jerks and she hastily opens up her silky-smooth robes completely, presenting herself to me in full nude, lying atop the precious cloth of her themed outfit. Her eyes skip to my waist and there’s no need for words between us.

I position myself in front of her little mound and cup the sides of her cute face. She meets my gaze with a shy but joyful smile and gives me a nod of confirmation. Her small fingers pump me up and down a few times as I lean in to steal her lips and take action.

“Mhhhmmmmm...”

A sweet moan vibrates through my mouth as I slowly slip in. Bit by bit, I fill her extremely snug pussy with my member. I notice pushing through a tiny bit of resistance but it doesn’t seem that she is aware of it amongst all the pleasure. Therefore, I’m soon fully sheathed in her firm channel, receiving a wet kiss from her lower lips on my pelvis.

“It’s so good being full...” she whispers dreamily as I release her mouth for a moment. “I’m finally an adult Foxkin... And it’s thanks to such a strong male...”

“Does the first mating turn your kind into mature females?” I ask curiously while giving her tight insides a bit of time to grow used to my size.

“Yes... And passing the twenty-fifth winter...” Oniri nods with a big smile. “I’m really honoured to be made an adult by someone as amazing as you, Master...”

I chuckle quietly at her somewhat reverent gaze. It’s obvious that she, and most likely everyone else here, have heard a lot about me from the others, and I can only hope that it wasn’t too exaggerated.

“I swear my loyalty to your pack... To Utopia... So, please... Use me however you need, Leader...” she continues, placing her palms on my chest.

“I promise to make good use of all your talents.” I peck her nose, evoking a faint giggle from the foxgirl. “So first, let me show you my appreciation for your effort.”

Drawing my hips back, I slide into her comfortable embrace once more. A lusty moan graces my ears as her sharp nails trace down my pecs, drawing red, stinging lines down my front. Her eyes widen in panic at the sight but I grab her wrists before she can take them away.

“Don’t hold back. Mark me as much as you want.” I grin at her and notice a faint spark in her enchanting eyes.

Her fingers find my skin again as I lean onto her close enough to give her some space for comfortable movement. As I thrust into Oniri once more, they create even more lines. Soon, I’m nailing her snug channel at an even pace while she openly digs her nails into my skin all around my chest, letting out amazing moans that fill the air around us.

That’s also the moment I notice other noises and find out that most of the girls have climbed onto the bed too and are watching us from a polite distance. Naturally, they aren’t exactly idle. Their fingers at working hard at keeping them entertained during the excruciating wait for their turn while their eyes bore into our waists slapping together with wet smacks.

To give them a bit better view and make sure that our sounds and moans are the loudest, I grab Oniri’s ankles and throw them over my shoulders. With how flexible this ninja fox is, the stretch poses no issues to her athletic capabilities. She’s so good that I can comfortably push myself into her from above to bring her knees almost to her very chest.

The new position lets me pummel her petite pussy with mightier and more precise strokes as her butt hangs in the air. Her lush tail tickles my balls as it swishes around from pure arousal. She can clearly see her snug entrance wrap itself around my girth with a tight embrace like a highest-quality seal. Her gaze focuses on our union as an elated smile paints her supple lips. Trickles of nectar trail down her underbelly each time I slam into her and draw back for another thrust.

“Leader... Mhmmmm... Mmmmhhmmm... I’m almost... Please—”

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Finished painting her insides white, I pull out and give her ass a controlled kick. She flops onto the mattress still twitching. A steady stream of pearly seed leaks out of her parted slit.

Another subordinate full and satisfied. Two down, ten more to go.

With so many ladies to properly take care of, it’s not that easy to pick who goes next. The first two were easy since Oniri pretty much won my little game and Ressia endured it long enough for me to switch tactics. No one would have doubted their priority. Now, who to choose so as not to play favourites and disrupt their team relations?

I can see a bunch of Elves, most likely specialising in magic, then some more Tieflings, an Orc, surprisingly two Dragonewts who look like twins with blue scales, and even a slim Oni girl with two quite characteristic horns poking out of her forehead. Thankfully, she doesn’t look like the one I stumbled on in the past at Selina’s. Even if her demeanour still feels quite cold and fierce, the look she gives me is completely devoid of any haughtiness and arrogance.

Just then, my eyes land on a short lady helping out Oniri with a glass of water as the foxgirl sits on the edge of the bed on the opposite side. She is a pure-blood Leopardkin if I’m not mistaken. She wears black leather shorts and a purple vest covered with a black jacket. Black, fingerless gloves wrap up her hands. She looks like a total badass and still manages to secure a totally adorable presence. I can tell she uses some kind of giant weapon.

Somehow, she looks the least horny out of everyone here as she graces her friend with a warm smile curling up her short muzzle. That kind aura and willingness to look after others in such a situation instantly draws me to her.

I’m blessed to hear her sweet laugh as I arrive next to them, right before they notice me and she tenses up, dropping the adorable smile. Her eyes avoid mine as she looks away, holding her furry hands together in front of her waist, with her head partially cast down. Her cute, spotted tail sways slowly from side to side low enough to brush against the floor.

Before I get to ask her if she is alright being here since she clearly feels somewhat uncomfortable around me, Oniri grasps my wrist and I glance down at the golden-haired foxgirl.

“Leader, this is Yuru. She is very, very shy. She is worried that it will put you off, so please, could you show her that it’s not true? Because it isn’t, right?” she asks with hopeful eyes.

I smile at her and very slowly step closer to Yuru. She watches me attentively with a side glance, her chin still lowered. My hand unhurriedly reaches out towards her face and stops before we make contact. Keeping up the smile, I observe her body language, and not noticing any scared or repulsed signals, stroke her furry cheek with my finger.

She doesn’t do much to answer it, but my ears pick up the distinct sound of purring, coming deep from within her chest. My smile grows at the tame sign of affection and my digits trail into her lush, white mane, which falls to her shoulders. The purrs become louder and her muzzle shows the tiniest hint of a weak smile.

“There’s nothing to worry about, Yuru. You are really sweet, you know that? You remind me of one of my adorable mates. So much that I instantly wanted to hug you and shower you in kisses,” I whisper softly to the bashful feline.

My words give her enough confidence to lift her gaze a little bit, giving her a slightly more comfortable angle to look up at me. Her tail doesn’t sweep the floor anymore and I give myself permission to wrap my other arm around her tiny waist and pull her into myself. She doesn’t resist and rests on my chest, barely tall enough to fit her face in the crook of my neck. Her rounded ears twitch each time my breath tickles them, creating a lovely sight.

After a while, I gently pull myself away and smile warmly as she finally looks up at my face properly, holding her soft hands on my chest. Then, I notice something creamy-white poking out of one of the pockets in her jacket and raise a brow.

“And what’s this?” I ask, slowly moving my hand towards the weird rectangle.

She freezes immediately and her pupils narrow into little dots, displaying the full scenery of her deep blue irises. I quickly stop myself, not wanting to offend or scare her by prying into her secrets or private matters, but she doesn’t move. No matter if I push my palm back or forth, she keeps still, holding my gaze. Not even her tail is moving.

Curiosity finally gets the better of me, and I grab the edge of the rectangle with the tips of my fingers, pausing for the last time to make sure she isn’t going to jump back or tear me a new one. Nothing changes. She lets me pull it out without a hint of movement, as if she isn’t here anymore. I turn the white card around a few times and spot some writing over three rows of lines.

“Gently and slowly from behind, while pushed into a wall, scratched under the chin, and delicately nibbled on the left ear,” I read out loud with some confusion. “What’s this?”

As my eyes find hers again, her gaze escapes me. Her tail and ears droop down once more. I swear she is blushing hard under all that beautiful, silvery fur.

“A... Voucher...” she whispers hesitantly and finally lets me hear her sweet, quiet voice.

“Voucher?” I raise a brow at her.

Yuru nods. “For... Good performance...”

Well, the message is quite clear, I would say. Still, someone’s going to explain this new system in full detail to me later. I don’t exactly remember making plans for it. I hope it’s not too late and it hasn’t gotten out of control yet.

“I see.” My fingers ruffle through her white hair. “Would you like to exchange it?”

She nods faintly, briefly peeking at my waist, and specifically what’s dangling off it.

I lift her chin up slowly and place a kiss on her fluffy forehead, sliding the card back into her pocket.

“Save this one for later. Today, you’ll get your wish for free.” I wink at her and finally draw out a more apparent smile as her tail becomes a bit more lively.

Her eyes skip to my lips and I bring myself closer to let Yuru be the one to initiate our kiss. She brushes our mouths together with delicate pecks and I wrap my arms around her frame. Her purring travels right into my chest from her own. As she prods my lips with her tongue, I invite it in and silently slip my palm into her shorts.

She whimpers adorably when my fingers find the scorching heat of her little mound but does nothing to escape my grasp. It might not have looked like she was too bothered from the outside, but it’s a damn flood in here. My digits feel like they are going to melt into a puddle and join her thick juices staining the material of her panties.

“Please...” she whispers almost silently, faintly bucking her hips to push my fingers more into her ticklish folds.

“Right away.” I kiss her ear from above.

With another snap, I summon a wardrobe next to us and bind it down with a bunch of purplish, smoking straps. The walls are way too far for us to haul ourselves there so we gotta improvise. Yuru eyes up the new piece of furniture with immediate understanding and a sparkle in her radiant blue eyes.

She gingerly unbuckles her belt and I help her lower her shorts. A massive trail of love nectar connects her panties with her sealed lower lips for half the way down, showing just how eager she is to partake in this ceremony too.

I hold her hand dearly and she trots closer to the wardrobe’s backside. Then, she peeks at me over her shoulder and I use my body to squash her into the wooden surface, lifting her to her tiptoes. Her mouth opens with a quiet sigh and she puts her butt up a bit more on her own, arching her back a little.

Her hand escapes my grasp and she uses both palms to spread her buttcheeks, giving me a better view and access to her secret place. Admiring her beautiful, glistening slit for a second or two, I press my tip against it while moving one hand to cup her chin up and the other to hold onto her petite waist.

Yuru lets out an adorable mewl when I slip past her warm entrance and I immediately start scratching under her chin. Her purrs tickle my wrist and fingers as I gently slide into her snug embrace, spreading her cosy channel with my member. She mewls again when I reach her depths and let out a sigh into her rounded ear, making it twitch in front of my mouth. Her own breathing is already a tad faster and shallower.

Noticing that her tail has wrapped itself around my waist, I chuckle to myself and reaffirm my grip on her waist. Slowly but surely, I pull back and delicately fill her up again, adding my mouth to the mix of little pleasures her body is subjected to. My lips wander all over her fluffy ear with utmost care and affection, evoking shivers of delight from the sweet leopard.

Just as she’s wanted, I continue to unhurriedly graze her smooth channel with my member, drawing out each movement as much as I can. She rewards me with heart-stopping little mewls each time I bottom out in her tight pussy. Her purrs and the way she melts into me are total treasures on their own too.

“Inside...” Yuru manages to murmur in between her mewls, voicing her desires like the brave girl that she is.

Taking it as a sign that she is approaching her blessed release, I try to triple my efforts at gently pleasing the sweet feline and use my free hand to tenderly tickle her clit. Soon, her mewling becomes an almost constant string of little whines and I match them with my thrusts. Five or six bumps later, she throws her jiggly butt into me and raises the volume of her delighted moan for the very first time.

I hold her close and burst into ropes of creamy delicacy into her constricting channel. My lips clamp over her rounded ear as my fingers caress the underside of her chin. Her prolonged mewl gradually fades out and I wait for the tiny shivers to subside and for her petite body to calm down.

Certain that Yuru is well enough to be moved, I backstep into the bed and sit down with her in my lap, still embracing my member with her warmth. She leans into me, turns her head to the side, and starts rubbing her cheek into mine while releasing very apparent purrs. I keep scratching her belly fur until she pauses the affectionate rubs, graces my cheek with a tiny peck, and meets my gaze with her pretty, blue eyes.

I get the message instantly and carefully lift her up. She sighs softly as I plop out of her and I sit her down next to me, where she can lean on Oniri for support. Giving her hair one last ruffle, I look around over the remaining crowd, noticing that I somehow dealt with all the Beastkin first.

Talk about coincidences.

Standing up, I place my fists on my hips.

“Alright. Who’s next?”

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