A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"Could it be because of the bed?" Wang Chong moved closer to the bed, but found that he could not smell the sweet scent.

“Found it—” At this moment, Atalanta’s pupils contracted. She looked up and pointed to a barely visible opening in the wall, saying, “The scent is coming from there. Let me see what’s going on.”

Having said that, Atalanta leaped from the bed onto the wall, clinging to it like a gecko, and then poked the small hole with her finger.

"Huh? A reaction from a magic spell? Wait! Don't touch that..." Semiramis suddenly sensed a sudden change in the flow of magic in the entire room. She tried to stop it, but it was too late.

As soon as Atalanta touched the small hole, a small magic spell glowed around the opening. But that wasn't all; magic spells also lit up in various places on the other walls of the room. Wang Chong roughly counted about eight in total, and each of these spells had a hole of the same size in the center.

"call--"

At that moment, sharp whistling sounds came from the openings, and a large amount of pink mist was spewed out in an instant. The speed was so fast that the pink mist filled the entire room in the blink of an eye.

"Cough cough cough! It's so sweet... What kind of gas is this?" Wang Chong quickly held his breath, but he still accidentally inhaled a mouthful or two. Wang Chong felt his body and found that apart from making his body temperature rise slightly, it didn't seem to have much effect.

"Could it be that my constitution is too strong, so this gas has no effect on me?"

Just as Wang Chong was wondering, he suddenly felt two extremely soft things pressing against his back. A pair of hands wearing black fur gloves wrapped around his neck, and he felt a warm breath in his ear, making him feel numb and itchy.

"Master...Master...I'm so hot. Master's scent...is so sweet." Atalanta's voice rang in my ears, her originally cool tone becoming sweet and alluring.

"Atalanta?! What's wrong with you? Let go!" Wang Chong was startled and confused. He felt something tightly embrace his waist as well. The soft touch made his blood boil. But he was quickly startled again and thought to himself, "How could this be? I'm considered an old hand now. Why would a simple hug like this give me such a surge of energy... and Atalanta's condition... could it be that mist!?"

"Semiramis, stop the magic spell immediately! Open the door," Wang Chong said, looking at Semiramis.

"I...I'm doing it...damn it." Semiramis's face was also flushed. Having emerged victorious from the palace intrigue, she naturally knew in an instant what kind of "poison" she had been poisoned by. She suppressed the lust in her heart and manipulated the magic circle to stop the magic spell of this trap room.

"I'm sorry... Master... I feel like I have a fever... I'm burning up..." Atalanta gasped, her long, slender arms encircling Wang Chong's neck, her wet, red lips kissing his earlobe. Her nose brushed against Wang Chong's hair, and the scent of her female hormones made Wang Chong's breathing quicken.

"Atalanta, calm down. It'll be over soon." Wang Chong turned his head, wanting to persuade Atalanta, but saw a beautiful face flushed red pressed against his face. Atalanta's eyes were hazy, her cheeks were flushed, and her moist red lips kept opening and closing, exhaling hot breath. She hugged Wang Chong's neck tightly, like a entwined little snake.

“Master…hehe…chu~” Atalanta saw Wang Chong’s face, which already made her heart flutter, and could no longer suppress her desire. Her cherry lips kept lightly pecking at Wang Chong’s cheeks, and she even wanted to kiss him mouth to mouth.

"Mordred! Help me out, hold Atalanta down... Mordred?" Wang Chong quickly turned his head back and called out to Mordred, intending to push Atalanta away and have Mordred help him hold her down. However, as soon as he spoke, Wang Chong noticed that something was wrong with Mordred.

Mordred's metal armor and clothing had vanished, leaving only the incredibly revealing strips of cloth that served as her underwear. Wang Chong then noticed a small opening above Mordred's head, blowing pink mist into her. The pink mist entered her body through her nostrils, and the cold, murderous intent and madness on her face gradually faded, replaced by an expression of ecstasy and infatuation, much like Atalanta's.

“Master…” Mordred called out in a low, hoarse voice, then walked directly to Wang Chong. At this moment, Mordred seemed to be hypnotized, her eyes unfocused as she looked at Wang Chong, licking her lower lip and letting out an extremely ambiguous moan. Then, she reached out and grabbed Wang Chong with both hands.

"Mordred, wake up!" Wang Chong hurriedly reached out to push her away, but she grabbed his wrist. The desire in Mordred's eyes grew stronger. She forcefully pulled Wang Chong's hands away, then opened her arms and threw herself into Wang Chong's embrace.

“Master…” Mordred whispered in his ear, her voice trembling and passionate, “I’m so thirsty…I want you…give me…”

Chapter 148 The Elixir of Love (Part 1)

Tohsaka family at dusk

"What did you say? Is this news true!?"

At this moment, Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had just returned home, looked at Risei Kotomine with disbelief in his eyes and asked in a discomposured tone.

"It's absolutely true... You know I have connections with the Proxy. The news is absolutely true. I estimate it won't be long before this is known throughout the entire magic world." Kotomine Risei said with a very solemn expression.

"The Einzbern family... just like that?" Tokiomi Tohsaka slumped back on the sofa, looking somewhat helpless. "In that case, Irisviel von Einzbern is probably the last member of the Einzbern family. If she dies, the Einzbern family will be completely wiped out."

"I'm afraid that's the case. According to what we've heard, no one from the Einzbern family survived," Kotomine Risei said. "What's your opinion on this, Tokiomi?"

"The other party is a True Ancestor... Logically, such a being shouldn't be interested in the Heaven's Feel. I think it's probably just something about the Einzberns that's caught their eye. Or perhaps the Einzberns did something to anger this True Ancestor." Tōsaka Tokiomi frowned and analyzed, "Well, it's always better to be safe than sorry. After all, the timing of this incident is so unfortunate. The Heaven's Feel just now had some problems, and the mastermind behind them was clearly connected to the Einzberns. And now the Einzberns are facing such a major crisis. It's hard for me to separate the two."

“I don’t know what the connection is between the two. But I know that once these two things are linked… then that terrifying True Ancestor might also be watching this Holy Grail War. Perhaps… he might even set his sights on the Matou family, one of the three families, and on me.” Tokiomi Tohsaka clenched his fists, his defenses faltering as he spoke. “First there’s the Another Master/Servant, then the True Ancestor is eyeing me. I just want to conduct a Holy Grail War properly, how come there are so many things beyond my control!”

"Tokiomi." Seeing Tokiomi Tohsaka's somewhat out-of-control appearance, Kirei Kotomine's brows were also clouded with worry for a long time.

"Huh... Where's Kirei?" Tokiomi Tohsaka asked after taking a few deep breaths.

“He’s still hunting down Kiritsugu Emiya,” Kotomine Risei said.

“Have him come back and make arrangements for the manor tonight,” Tokiomi Tohsaka said slowly. “Later I will extend invitations to the Masters to come to the Tohsaka residence tonight.”

"Tokiomi? Are you crazy? If you gather all these people at your doorstep, wouldn't that be..." Kotomine Risuke said in surprise.

"But there's no other way now... If we don't take the initiative, we'll completely lose control of this Holy Grail War. The True Ancestor could appear on this land at any moment tonight. In that case, as long as all Servants gather here, we have nothing to fear from its destruction of the Tohsaka family," Tokiomi Tohsaka said. "Moreover, only in this way can we force those Masters hiding in the shadows to come out and bring the conflict into the open. In order to completely resolve these destabilizing factors, we now... have no choice but to take the risk."

Kotomine Risei sighed and finally agreed to Tohsaka Tokiomi's approach.

……

On the other side, in the sky garden within the Enzoyama barrier, in a basement that cannot be found by any means of detection, lies the place of the "True Ancestor" whom Tokiomi Tohsaka so worried about.

“Master…” Mordred’s eyes were filled with a rich, passionate emotion. Her moist red lips parted slightly, and a warm fragrance wafted from between her teeth, like a blooming rose, intoxicatingly sweet. Her hands rested on Wang Chong’s shoulders, her slightly rounded breasts pressed against his chest, sending a tingling current through his body.

Wang Chong's body suddenly stiffened, his reason and instincts locked in a fierce battle. He couldn't help but recall the scene of his first meeting with Mordred. At that time, she was so arrogant, like a sword with its sharp edge exposed. But now, that sword had melted into a mercury-like liquid in the flames of passion, gently and sweetly enveloping him.

“?! Mordred…we can’t…we can’t do this!” Wang Chong said with difficulty, his Adam’s apple bobbing, his voice dry and hoarse. He tried to break free from her embrace, but found that his strength was slipping away, as if he were being controlled by that pink smoke.

“Why not? You’ve already done it with Stheno and Euryale, and even with Medusa. Why can’t I?” Mordred said reproachfully, her expression alluring yet dangerous. However, Mordred didn’t stop. Her nimble fingers unbuttoned Wang Chong’s shirt, sliding down his collarbone and inside his blouse. Her fingertips caressed his sensitive skin, leaving a trail of red marks.

"Semiramis! Are you done yet? If you don't hurry up, I'm about to lose control...Semiramis?" Wang Chong urged Semiramis, hoping she would finish quickly. However, Wang Chong noticed that Semiramis had stopped her magic trick.

"Master, I have stopped the magic spell that activated the pink mist," Semiramis said with her back to him.

"Then...then hurry up and open the door," Wang Chong said.

"It's no use... Master, it's too late. We've already been deeply affected; that's the only way to resolve it." Semiramis's black cloak vanished, falling to the ground. She slowly turned around, her black dress also disappearing into spirit energy, leaving only black stockings and black fingerless gloves. Thus, her alluring and seductive body was laid bare before Wang Chong. Semiramis used her fingers to pry open the entrance, revealing the pink inner walls, which were constantly writhing and contracting, with glistening morning dew dripping down and landing on the floor.

"!!!" Upon seeing this scene, Wang Chong felt his blood surge, and his weapon could no longer hold up, beginning to stand tall and upright.

“Master should understand the principle that prevention is worse than cure… You’ve really gotten off easy, Master.” Listening to Semiramis’s words, one could tell that she was the least affected and still retained some of her sanity. But Semiramis’s body was already out of control. She quickly got onto the bed and, together with Mordred and Atalanta, surrounded Wang Chong.

Wang Chong had never imagined he'd one day face three such captivating servants simultaneously. Their unique fragrances mingled with the sweet scent in the air, creating a potent aphrodisiac aura that sent blood racing. Wang Chong felt his rationality retreat under wave after wave of arousal, and he could even clearly feel his lower body burning with heat and a firming erection.

"Host, things have come to this point, what are you still pretending to be, a righteous gentleman? You're a super villain, shouldn't you be charging forward at this time?" the system's voice rang out at this moment.

“It’s not that I’m pretending… I feel good now, but what will they do after they’ve cleaned me up? They’ll tear me apart, especially Mordred,” Wang Chong said.

"I didn't expect the host to worry about this kind of thing. Weren't you worried when you abducted someone's wife before? Besides, even though they are affected by the pink mist, this system has actually analyzed the composition. This mist comes from the love elixir, and the love elixir is not just a simple aphrodisiac. It can more easily transform the emotions hidden in the heart into uncontrollable fierce love. In other words, the reason why these mists can take effect so quickly is because these three servants all have this feeling for the host. Otherwise, they would not do this." said the system.

"Wow...it's actually the Elixir of Love!? Damn! I remember now! All the Elixirs of Love I drew back then were mixed in with that pile of materials!" Only then did Wang Chong finally understand the true nature of this pink mist.

"Mmm... Master, stop resisting... Enjoy it... Just like those three sisters, the three of us will bring you the ultimate pleasure..." Mordred whispered in Wang Chong's ear, her voice seductive like a spell. Her long arms locked Wang Chong's wrists tightly, pinning him to her sides, preventing him from escaping.

Semiramis's breathing grew more rapid. She held onto Wang Chong's other arm with one hand, and with the other, she unbuttoned the last button of her blouse, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Her eyes became hazy and unfocused, a bewitching smile playing on her lips as she said, "Master~ Enjoy this moment. The Empress's favor is no less than that of those goddesses~"

Atalanta's condition was even worse. Her entire body was burning, her cheeks flushed, and her lips uttered murmurs. With the last of her strength, she unbuttoned the top of her dress, revealing her snow-white breasts. She reached out her fingers and gently fiddled with the small red bead on the tip, moaning uncontrollably, "Master... I'm so hot... Can you help me..."

The three women's soft moans and invitations completely shattered Wang Chong's last shred of rationality. With a roar, Wang Chong tore his clothes apart, then swiftly turned and pinned Atalanta beneath him. Soon, a high-pitched, satisfied moan echoed through the room…

Chapter 149 The Elixir of Love (Part 2)

"Lord Kirei, your teacher wants to see you back."

In a dark sewer in a corner of the city, Kotomine Kirei was still playing his cat-and-mouse game. However, a Hassan appeared behind him and reported to him.

"Hmm? Teacher is back so soon? He was looking for me so urgently, that's not like him. Did something happen?" Kirei Kotomine said.

“It’s like this…” Hassan approached Kirei Kotomine and quietly reported the information to him.

"Huh? They already know about this? Hehehe, and they even invited everyone to the manor? It seems that this time, Master has really been pushed to the limit." Kirei Kotomine revealed a pleased smile, especially after hearing Tokiomi Tohsaka say that he just wanted to have a proper Holy Grail War, he already knew how out of control his master was this time.

"It's a pity that I didn't get to witness this scene with my own eyes, Sensei. But the ones here aren't bad either." Then, Kotomine Kirei spoke loudly, "Emiya Kiritsugu! I know you were hiding here. No matter how you try to argue, the cruel means you used to destroy a magus's magic circuits, the extra Command Seals on your hand, and the evidence my Servant photographed are all irrefutable facts!"

"And tonight, my teacher will invite all Masters to the manor. There, he will present all the evidence and unite all Masters to jointly punish you heretical Masters and heretical Servants. You, in particular, will be our first target. Hmph, if you're not afraid of death, bring your men tonight. Otherwise, we'll drag you out one by one and defeat you one by one."

After saying this, Kirei Kotomine turned and left the sewer area. Some time later, bricks on a stone wall in the sewer began to loosen, and a large door, resembling a stone wall, opened. A figure emerged from it; through the dim light of the sewer, the man was none other than Kiritsugu Emiya.

At this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya was panting heavily. Since waking up in the forest at midday, he hadn't had a proper rest. Kiritsugu had first rushed back to Einzbern Castle in a great hurry. But not only was the castle in ruins, but Irisviel and Artoria were nowhere to be found. If Kiritsugu hadn't been able to sense Artoria through his Command Spells, he probably would have thought he had already lost his chance to win the Holy Grail War the previous night.

Her communication devices were destroyed, making it impossible for her to contact Irisviel and Maiya. Most importantly, she kept sending messages to Artoria, but never received a response or received a response from her.

Just as Kiritsugu Emiya was hesitating whether to use the power of the Command Spell to summon Artoria to inquire about the situation, he was met with a sudden pursuit by Kirei Kotomine.

Then, in the constant chase, battles, and conversations, Kiritsugu Emiya learned that he had been firmly labeled as the leader of the Otherworldly Masters, and inexplicably also as the Mordred Master? As a result, Kiritsugu Emiya discovered that three Command Seals had appeared on his other hand, and also understood why Artoria refused to respond to him.

Without a doubt, this was a blatant frame-up and attempt to sow discord. So many things had happened beyond his control since he fell into a coma. Recalling Kirei Kotomine's somewhat mocking gaze, Kiritsugu Emiya guessed that this entire conspiracy was likely a deliberate scheme by Kirei Kotomine and Tokiomi Tohsaka, master and apprentice, and that tonight's banquet at the Tohsaka family manor was probably a trap set for everyone.

"Since everyone is invited, I'm afraid Airi, Saber, and the others will all come. No... We must stop them. We must find a way to get rid of Tōsaka Tokiomi and Kotomine Kirei."

Kiritsugu Emiya abandoned his plan to search for Irisviel and Artoria. He knew Artoria was incredibly inflexible; since she had completely misunderstood him, trying to explain would be a waste of time. Especially since she had set him up and fabricated so much false evidence, there were likely many more tricks up her sleeve. Trying to prove his innocence would only play into their hands, making things worse. Therefore, Kiritsugu decided to eliminate the mastermind behind it all. That way, all the framing and slander would crumble on their own; after all, the dead cannot speak.

Without a doubt, Kiritsugu Emiya embodies the standard logic of ruthless decisiveness, and in this situation of being framed, such a method is undoubtedly the best way to break the deadlock. After all, only the strongest and the one who survives can hold the power. However, what Kiritsugu Emiya did not expect was that not only was his initial deduction of the mastermind wrong all along, but the opponent's power was also far greater than Kiritsugu Emiya's.

……

"So big... Master's... It's too big!!" Atalanta let out a high-pitched cry, her long legs tightly wrapped around Wang Chong's waist, the layers of soft flesh deep inside her flower path suddenly tightened, almost crushing Wang Chong's desire.

"Master! It's too big! Slow down!—" Atalanta tilted her head back, her two plump fruits trembling and swaying. The two red beans at the top of the fruits were already swollen and congested, as if they would burst out of the skin at any moment.

Wang Chong, under the influence of the pink mist in the room, was completely dominated by lust. He thrust his hips wildly like a wild beast, each thrust plunging his enormous member into Atalanta's body, bringing out sweet fluids that soaked the sheets beneath her.

At the same time, Mordred and Semiramis also came over, each occupying one side, one hand stroking Wang Chong's back, the other reaching towards their private parts, emitting seductive moans.

"Master...don't forget about the two of us~" Semiramis gently bit Wang Chong's earlobe, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. Her fingers moved rapidly in and out of her own clitoris, making gurgling sounds, and streams of clear liquid flowed down her inner thighs. Then, her soft hands caressed Wang Chong's back, her fingers sliding across his muscular back, occasionally pinching his buttocks, eliciting another muffled groan from him. She pressed against Wang Chong's back, rubbing her full breasts against his back, her lips and tongue roaming around his ear, sometimes licking, sometimes blowing, bringing waves of tingling pleasure.

Mordred wasn't to be outdone. She moved closer to Wang Chong's chest, her nimble tongue darting wildly along his skin. After all, Mordred didn't know much in this area, relying mainly on instinct. Finally, unexpectedly, Mordred stopped at Wang Chong's nipples. She opened her mouth, took one nipple in, and sucked hard, making a wet, slurping sound, while also emitting strange whimpering sounds: "Ugh... Father... Mother..."

It seemed that Mordred was experiencing a surge of desire, a desire she had long hidden deep within her heart. She was a clone, an artificially created child, and had never experienced breastfeeding like a normal infant. Now, under the complete indulgence of desire, she was beginning to compensate. Although Mordred's sucking technique was rather poor, and she was struggling like a baby, causing Wang Chong some pain, the unconscious whimpers she made created a strange contrast in Wang Chong's heart, completely igniting the fire of desire within him.

"Ah—you're driving me completely crazy!" Wang Chong raised his head and sighed with satisfaction. His hands vigorously kneaded the insides of Atalanta's plump thighs, and his movements were even more violent. Atalanta was almost unconscious from his torture, moaning continuously, and her eyes were misty and watery.

"Ahhh... Master... You're driving me crazy!!" Atalanta's flesh rippled as Wang Chong pounded into her, her snow-white thighs were slapped until they were red, and the layers of soft flesh inside her flower path clung tightly to Wang Chong's member, writhing and contracting with his movements, trying to extract more essence.

Wang Chong began to wrap his arms around Atalanta's slender waist, thrusting his spear straight into her warm honey cave. His movements were fast and fierce, and with each thrust he could feel the layers of soft flesh inside Atalanta's body enveloping his member, bringing him ultimate pleasure.

"Ah... Master... I'm about to come..." Atalanta tilted her head back, letting out a broken moan, her whole body trembling. A stream of hot, sweet fluid gushed from the deepest part of her body, pouring onto Wang Chong's member, stimulating him so much that he too could not hold back. Finally, Wang Chong roared and increased his speed. His thick, massive member rammed and pounded inside Atalanta's body, forcefully breaking through her most sensitive, deepest "gateway," finally burying itself deep within her, releasing wave after wave of hot, white waves that filled Atalanta's deepest depths.

"Waaah...so full...too much...it's going to break..." Atalanta raised her neck and let out a long, satisfied moan. The flower cave contracted violently, squeezing Wang Chong's penis even tighter, and allowing more fresh white waves to continuously pour in.

“Master…hehe, you really are my destined one…I wish to stay by your side forever.” Atalanta lay back on the bed, staring blankly at Wang Chong, a strand of silver hair hanging from the corner of her mouth, her expression intoxicated.

Wang Chong withdrew his clone, a wisp of red silk trailing behind him, dripping onto the bedsheet. Atalanta's opening remained open for a long time after the clone withdrew, only gurgling white waves like thick milk seeping out.

"Master, it's my turn... I'm so hot... so thirsty, I can't stand it anymore." Seeing that Wang Chong had finished dealing with Atalanta, Mordred knelt down impatiently, raised his tight and beautiful peach buttocks, and shook them continuously to tease and stimulate.

Wang Chong could hardly resist such a direct temptation. Without saying a word, he placed his hands on Mordred's buttocks, aimed them, and thrust forward.

"Ah... ooh! Hehe..." Mordred's throat emitted sweet hehe sounds as she ravenously pleaded. Although the pink mist had stopped, the rich scent of hormones in the room only intensified.

Chapter 150: Elixir of Love (Part 2)

Wang Chong's residence

"Did Miss Leticia make all of these herself? That's amazing!"

As evening approached and dinnertime arrived, the food was served, and everyone began to enjoy their meal. Irisviel tasted it and couldn't help but praise it.

"No, it's far inferior to Caster's," Jeanne said somewhat embarrassedly. "Besides, all I know how to make are simple, high-calorie foods... unlike Caster's, which has a wide variety of dishes."

“Caster’s culinary skills are beyond question; I already tasted them at noon, and the flavor is truly unforgettable. However, I prefer Miss Leticia’s. Sipping this hot soup makes me feel like I’ve returned to the early days of Britain, to the military days of my early campaigns.” Artoria said after finishing her bowl of soup, “Back then, Britain had plenty of food, and we could eat our fill with our soldiers and knights without worrying about the amount of food. Those were truly happy times.”

"Is that so? As long as it can boost Saber's morale, that's fine." Jeanne's culinary skills naturally came from the food she had eaten in the army, which is why her cooking could touch Artoria so deeply.

“But what’s wrong with Mr. Caster? He didn’t even come for dinner?” Irisviel asked.

“When I was preparing dinner tonight, I realized he wasn’t here, so I went to his room to look for him. He said he was busy making an important magic prop, so he didn’t prepare dinner and asked me to do it all,” Jeanne said.

"They're probably preparing for tonight's Holy Grail War... When I went out on patrol just now, I found traces of Assassin. He left only this invitation and then disappeared." Artoria said, taking out the invitation.

"An invitation from the Tohsaka family? It seems everyone has received the message. I'm afraid the head of the family is planning to target those Another Masters and Another Servants tonight. After all, they are the organizers of this Holy Grail War; in principle, Another Servants and Another Masters shouldn't be allowed to exist." Jeanne d'Arc shared her analysis after some thought, then looked at Irisviel and asked, "Mrs. Irisviel, I'm afraid that person will also be here tonight… Have you decided how to face him?"

“I…I don’t know.” A hint of sadness flashed in Irisviel’s eyes before she continued, “I can only guarantee that our cooperation will continue until he appears. And if he intends to harm you both after he appears, I…I will stop him. I’m sorry…”

“Irisviel… I understand your love and loyalty to Kiritsugu. But I hope you can face the truth after this night. As a Servant, if Kiritsugu appears before me, I will definitely question him about why he did all this. If his answers and actions continue to go against the right path, then I…” Artoria didn’t finish her sentence, but the determination in her eyes showed her resolute attitude. In just one night, Artoria’s relationship with Kiritsugu Emiya had already developed an irreparable rift.

“Sigh…” Irisviel did not refute Saber. Whether it was the information revealed by last night’s events that was too outrageous, or the glimpse of the future glimpsed in the dream, Irisviel no longer had the courage and determination to defend Kiritsugu Emiya.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Everything will be revealed tonight. Since the Tohsaka family intends to gather all of us, then I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle tonight. It might even turn into a great battle between normal Servants and otherworldly Servants." Jeanne first tried to smooth things over and ease the atmosphere, then spoke seriously.

"A big battle with multiple people? I'd better eat first." Artoria then started eating heartily, because in her dictionary, how could she have the strength to fight if she wasn't full?

……

On a large bed in a basement, a massive multi-person battle is currently underway.

Mordred arched her peach-shaped buttocks high, like a fresh, juicy fruit waiting to be picked. Wang Chong, without any hesitation, thrust his stiff member into the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave, moving in and out of that enchanting abyss.

Wang Chong gazed at the wheat-colored body before him. Mordred's curves were completely different from Atalanta's, appearing more slender and powerful, like a lithe little she-wolf. Wang Chong couldn't resist reaching out to caress Mordred's rounded buttocks, feeling their amazing elasticity and texture. Mordred turned her head, her black gem-like eyes filled with anticipation and longing: "Master... faster, faster, it itches... I want... harder."

So Wang Chong grasped Mordred's buttocks and began to thrust in and out more rapidly, penetrating deeper and deeper. After a while, looking down, he saw that his large desire was now completely hidden within Mordred's moist garden, the tender petals around it slightly open, like a blooming peony, locking him firmly within.

"Ah—!! This is the feeling! Master! So good!" Mordred tilted her head back, letting out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her garden was incredibly tight, like a greedy little mouth, sucking tightly at Wang Chong's thick desire.

“Mordred… relax… you’ll get everything you want…” Wang Chong leaned down and kissed Mordred’s ear, whispering in her ear. His hands grasped Mordred’s soft, round buttocks, forcefully spreading them apart to penetrate deeper. Mordred tilted her head back, her eyes glazed, a trace of saliva still lingering at the corner of her mouth. “Mmm… so good… more… Master… I want more…” Mordred shook her head, urging.