Chapter 31 Everybody Loves My Touch

Vanessa hit her climax right then, releasing a thunderous moan as several streams of her juices spilled down her legs.

Her eyes widened as she trembled, and she managed to force out a cough while tightening her legs, trying to hold back as much of her squirt as possible. However, some still spilled between her legs as she struggled to keep herself upright.

Even Ivy could feel the pounding of the cock inside her. She could almost feel it in her asshole, which was twitching more intensely than before, even tighter than when I had stuffed my fingers inside her.

Despite the distraction, she tried to keep her composure. Turning to Vanessa, she muttered, "mum, what’s wrong? Are you sure everything is fine?"

"Yes, everything is good," Vanessa replied a little too quickly.

She paused as another wave washed over her. By then, she could already feel that her panties were completely soaked. She needed to excuse herself.

Fortunately, her legs had regained a little strength after her climax. Taking a deep breath, she slowly rose to her feet.

"I’ll be right back."

With that, I stepped away and followed her, stealing a few glances at the sway of her hips as she walked away. When I finally turned around, I caught Ivy staring at me too, her cheeks slightly flushed.

This time, she held my gaze a little longer.

For a moment, she considered whether it would be appropriate to tell me about the cloning incident. She wasn’t entirely sure how I would react.

Well, he did say it was his power, she thought. So maybe it wouldn’t be that bad.

However, her thoughts were cut short when she felt another sensation of my cock piercing into her asshole. Her body almost twitched in response, and the sensation sent a strange thrill through her.

It almost felt too good to be true.

She stopped and glanced down at her plate. I had already eaten quite a lot of the food.

Then she looked back at me. I was still watching her while taking another forkful of spaghetti.

Why does this always have to happen at the wrong moment?

The thought amused me, and I struggled to keep my composure. Eventually, I decided to play along. I reached out, took her hand in mine, and held it gently.

She raised her eyes towards me, noticing that I was staring at her with a rather clueless expression.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

She paused for a moment, seemingly searching for the right words before replying.

"I’m fine."

I studied her face, not particularly convinced by her answer.

Besides, the system had already informed me that her abilities had increased by one point. I presumed she hadn’t noticed much of a difference yet, perhaps because the increase wasn’t significant enough to produce any noticeable changes. After all, she hadn’t mentioned anything about it.

Still, I figured it was time to make things a little more interesting by transferring some life energy into her.

I couldn’t exactly give her a full boost just yet, so I decided to start small.

’System, transfer one life energy point to Ivy.’

[Initializing...]

[Processing... 0%... 22%... 52%... 78%... 93%... 100%...]

[Transfer Complete!]

"By the way, you completed the contract," I said, turning my attention back to her. "That means you’ve earned some growth."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Growth?"

I nodded.

"Yes. You’re going to receive an upgrade to your ability."

"What do you mean by an upgrade?" she asked, sounding genuinely intrigued.

I could tell she was still trying to wrap her head around the possibility. Was there really more to her ability than simply creating clones? Even though the clone she had created could barely last a minute on its own, she couldn’t help wondering whether there was something else she hadn’t discovered yet.

"Don’t worry about it," I muttered. "How about we head to the training room and give it another test run? That way, you can find out for yourself."

However, the moment I mentioned the training room, she suddenly paused.

I could practically see the change in her expression as she remembered what had happened earlier that morning, when I had ripped her bra, exposed her breasts and molested her like she wasn’t my own sister.

The thought alone was enough to make her cheeks redden. Apparently, she was still having trouble maintaining her composure whenever she was around me.

After a brief moment, she forced a small smile.

"How about we do it tomorrow instead?"

I raised an eyebrow.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah. I’m sort of tired, so how about we leave it until tomorrow?"

I paused for a moment before smiling.

"Sure. Whatever works for you."

However, just as I said that, I noticed her struggling to get up. She seemed to be using whatever strength she had left, but her body wasn’t cooperating.

Eventually, she managed to steady herself.

"Then... excuse me for a moment."

I raised an eyebrow.

"You want to be excused too?"

She opened her mouth to reply, but before she could get the words out, the thrusts inside her seemed to grow more intense. The pace quickened, leaving her struggling to keep up with the sensations.

"I just... need to freshen up a bit," she muttered.

I nodded.

"Okay, sure. Why not, I guess."

She finally managed to get up, but the moment she attempted to take a step, she froze as it hit her- she could barely walk.

The sensation building inside her was becoming overwhelming, and she could feel her climax drawing closer with each synchronized twitch of her pussy and asshole which somehow caused her nipples to harden as well.

Shit, I can’t even walk. It’s coming. Oh, it’s fucking coming.

She paused, her cheeks immediately burning redder as she searched desperately on what she could do.

Nothing came to mind at first, until...

Ivy turned towards me, sighting me sitting on my chair, casually taking another bite of my spaghetti before washing it down with a sip of my drink, as though nothing unusual was happening.

She considered her recent idea for a moment, rejected the offer but with the sensation of the unending need to be touched by her brother, she found herself pleading to me.

"Milo..." she muttered.

"Hmm?" I responded, briefly raising my eyes towards her.

Why do I feel a strong need for his touch... Ivy thought inwardly. It should be wrong... but maybe, it feels so good because it’s wrong?

She shook the thought away and muttered. "I think I might need your help."

I paused for a moment before taking another bite of the delicacy in front of me.

"What do you mean by help? Be specific."

She hesitated for a moment as she tried to stop herself from saying those shamelessly words, however, it was futile.

"...I need your touch again, bro."

The moment she heard that, her heart skipped a beat. Despite her surprise, she managed to compose herself. After all, she had already told me that she would wait patiently.

However, when I muttered, "Sure, what do you need from me?" she hesitated, searching for a way to explain herself without making her request sound strange.

Her cheeks flushed even harder as she felt her desire coil deeper within her. She tried to shake off the thoughts and resist the growing sensations, but my passive skill, Pervert’s Intrusion, was already working in my favor, slowly influencing her thoughts and making her believe that what she wanted was perfectly reasonable.

She hesitated for another moment, searching for the right words. Then, her eyes suddenly widened as an idea came to mind.

"I actually want to create another contract. That’s what I meant when I said I needed your touch. Another... another contract."

I raised an eyebrow, keeping my expression as docile as possible.

Has she already noticed the change in her powers? Why would she want another contract so quickly?

I stared at her for a moment before asking, "Why? Why do you want another one so quickly? I mean..."

She looked at me, her expression slightly uncertain.

"I just appreciated the previous one. Is it such a bad thing to want another?"

I studied her for a moment, still trying to figure out what was going through her mind. However, I wasn’t about to let the opportunity slip away. Asking too many questions probably wasn’t worth it.

"Fine. Find them."

Her cheeks flushed even harder.

"Really?"

She shook her head slightly, seemingly trying to regain her composure.

"Oh... Well, okay, then."

She paused before asking, "So, what’s the contract? How do you formulate it?"

"You just have to do something for me, and it will come to pass," I explained.

She fell silent, seemingly considering my words. From the look on her face, she clearly wanted to understand exactly how the contract worked.

Was it simply a matter of performing any task, or did the nature of the task matter?

Eventually, she looked at me again.

"Does that mean that as long as I please you or do something for you in any way, the contract will work?"

"No. It depends on how well you perform."

She paused, thinking about my explanation.

So, the better I perform, the better the reward will be?

She seemed to arrive at that conclusion after a moment.

"Okay, then. What would you have me do?"

By that point, I had already reached a conclusion.

I had come twice already, so manipulating her any further would be nothing more than playing around.

Instead, I decided to go with the first thing that came to mind.

"Touch yourself."