Chapter 177: Who Wins? II (+18)

The wolf girl ended up with her ass raised high, her tail lifted and moving invitingly.

"Now comes the deepest part of the fight. I’m going to enter you. You have to squeeze me tight."

Xana looked back, panting. "Yes! Come in! Xana will squeeze tight!"

Thalassa was only a few inches away.

Her hands trembled in her lap as Cassian positioned the thick head of his cock against the wolf girl’s entrance.

Xana let out a howl of pleasure mixed with surprise as her clothes vanished from her body. She hadn’t even noticed she was suddenly completely clean and free of any wounds, but her inner walls clenched tightly around him the moment his flesh pushed inside.

"Ahhh! Xana is squeezing hard! Xana wins!"

Cassian only glanced at Thalassa and began thrusting with increasing rhythm, his hips slamming against Xana’s firm ass.

Each thrust made her breasts bounce and her tail thrash wildly, occasionally brushing against Thalassa’s face.

The wolf girl moaned loudly, without any shame: "Harder! Xana can take it! This is... it’s like fighting but better! Xana likes this kind of fight!"

The sounds were obscene: the wet slapping of flesh against flesh, Xana’s guttural moans, and Cassian’s low growls.

He claimed her completely, occasionally tugging her tail to make her arch even more.

Xana pushed back instinctively, determined to "win" the fight. Her insides were soaking wet, dripping down both their thighs. "More! Xana feels... so hot... so good!"

Cassian never took his eyes off Thalassa while he fucked Xana. "Watch closely, Thalassa. This is what happens when someone wants to fight me. Do you want to join in later?"

Xana, lost in her moans, barely registered the words. She was drowning in pleasure; every deep thrust hit spots that made her tremble. Her body suddenly tensed as her first orgasm hit, squeezing Cassian’s cock like a hot, velvet fist. "Aaaah! Xana! Xana feels like she’s losing...!"

He didn’t stop.

He lifted her, changing positions so Xana was now sitting on his lap facing Thalassa. The wolf girl rode him hard, her breasts bouncing wildly as she slammed down with raw strength. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and her tail wrapped tightly around his waist.

"It’s so deep!" she screamed, moving with wild abandon.

The scene continued for long minutes. Cassian took her in different positions: against the wall, with Xana’s legs over his shoulders, and finally back on her knees while Thalassa watched every single detail. Xana came several more times, her body shaking, her tail thrashing uncontrollably as she licked and nibbled at Cassian’s neck in innocent ecstasy.

Finally, Xana collapsed against him, panting happily, her tail still twitching weakly. "Xana... Xana feels so good... But why am I so weak too? Xana thinks she lost, but she definitely wants to try again. Xana will win next time!"

Cassian stroked her head. "We can call it a draw..."

But his gaze remained fixed on one person, staring straight into the siren’s eyes.

His mocking tone was a direct challenge: "Though with you... I definitely won, didn’t I?"

Thalassa didn’t answer; she knew that wasn’t what he wanted. Shameless.

A soft smile appeared on his face as women’s custom maid clothing materialized to cover the exhausted wolf girl, who was now curled up asleep against him.

All of this happened while the net continued to grow, slowly but steadily.

His eyes refocused, but the tension that had surrounded him lately had clearly eased.

"Will we take her with us?" Thalassa asked before he could start ignoring everything again.

Cassian glanced at the wolf woman. "Why not? I need a new maid anyway."

Thalassa’s eyes widened in surprise. "I don’t think Adela will like hearing that."

He let out a light laugh and shook his head. "It’ll only be temporary."

"Still..." she whispered, almost inaudible, but he heard it.

"You should be more worried about yourself. The next time I’m bored or need relief, I’ll definitely collect on that bet."

Thalassa rolled her eyes. "You’ll see it anyway, I don’t understand why you keep insisting on that and the other thing..." Her face flushed with embarrassment as she said it out loud this time: "Shameless."

Her response was interrupted by Xana’s tail, which playfully flicked again and startled her for a moment.

But seeing the wolf girl wasn’t waking up, she relaxed. Then her eyes moved back to the man, and before he could start ignoring her again, she said seriously: "Don’t turn this journey into a demonstration of hedonism. I’m still here inside..." Her voice grew weaker as she spoke, not forgetting how quickly this man could change his demeanor. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

He simply nodded as if he understood, letting the atmosphere die there.

...

Not too far from where Cassian was, in the depths of the ocean.

"Miss Lumia, your father requests your presence before the council."

"Ereon Maris? I thought you were at the outskirts, watching over the army."

"I returned urgently. The news about Hidria has everyone tense," his eyes flickered with unease for a moment. "Besides..." he whispered, "we still haven’t heard anything about Thalassa."

The princess’s eyes focused on the man in impeccable armor. Ereon held a very important position; as general of the troops, he was like a second right hand to her father. Lumia knew very well how much this man cared for her tutor—often even more than she did herself.

"She’s fine, Ereon. She has to be."

"Princess, I think you’re just trying to comfort me. If she had survived, we would have heard something by now. But so much time has passed, and we’ve only heard rumors of one or two of our people surviving what happened."

"But Thalassa isn’t just anyone. She’s incredibly talented and her power was among the strongest of our kind," the princess said with confidence.

The man shook his head. "Come on, Lumia. There’s no time to waste. I have to return quickly after the meeting; I can’t disappoint your father again."

"Hidria wasn’t your fault, Ereon."

His gaze sharpened, but he turned away without answering and motioned with his shoulder for her to follow. The walk to the council chamber felt painfully long and ominous. However, when they arrived, the festive atmosphere and joyful faces completely clashed with the mood of the two of them.

"Father?"

The King of the Sea’s eyes lit up when he saw his daughter. "Come, Lumia, come closer. I need to introduce you to someone."

Beside her father, the princess saw a man with golden eyes and white hair, two small horns protruding from his head. She frowned but obeyed her father and took a seat beside him.

"Princess Lumia really is beautiful..." similar whispers came from the council members every so often.

Ereon looked at the princess with visible unease. But the disciplined soldier in him simply sat rigidly in one of the empty seats.

The question burned in both their chests: Who was this man? And why did it seem like the entire court had been summoned just to meet him?