Venya seemed to have been sculpted from the very essence of fire and temptation. Her skin held a faint, molten glow, as though the flames beneath it were constantly shifting, heat made visible.

Venya sat upon the floor. Her skin was pale yet faintly luminous, as if a layer of molten glow pulsed beneath it. The red, vein-like patterns that traced her body glimmered in rhythm with her heartbeat — curling across her collarbones, winding down her boobs to the soft plane of her stomach, and going along the curves of her thighs.

Her hair — a cascade of deep crimson — framed her face like a halo of living flame.

Her big boobs, full and proud, rose and fell with every breath. Beneath her shoulder blades, the bases of her dark wings flared slightly as they flexed, each movement revealing the faint network of fiery veins that pulsed outward like cracks in freshly cooled magma.

The smooth scales that adorned her body glistened — small and dark, scattered like jeweled armor across her hips, down the outer lines of her thighs, and along her forearms where they caught the light like obsidian. Her long, spined tail trailed behind her, the tip curling lazily across the floor. And when she turned her head toward Aiden, her eyes — bright amber with a flicker of red within — seemed to burn with both intelligence and temptation, a soul of fire that no mortal could resist gazing into.

She raised her hands, flexing her fingers in awe. Then she ran her hands down her body, feeling her curve.

First, she ran her hand down to her waist. Then she touched her soft thighs. Then she touched her soft, delicate, rosy lips.

Her eyes flickered toward the others.

"Venya..." Aiden and Slevara whispered in unison. Others just stared at her in awe.

"She kinda looks kike Leona," Lysandra muttered, rubbing Leona's back.

Venya's face burned. She was naked, in all her glory. It wasn't just Aiden who was seeing her; it was everyone.

Her mouth trembled in embarrassment. Suddenly, she jumped toward Aiden, hugging him tightly, pressing her soft boobs against his chest, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

"My Lord... Venya... Embarrassed. Give Venya something to wear." Veyna said, her voice filled with embarrassment.

Aiden looked toward the other. Thristle was smirking, smiling mischievously. Nyxion was staring at her. Arisha covered her eyes with her hands.

Lysandra was just looking, while petting Leona's back, "Just another night in the Nightshade household."

"Pervert...! You want her to cry. Just give her some clothes." Selvara scolded, her voice filled with rage.

Aiden rubbed the back of his head, smiling nervously, "Yeah... Clothes... Right."

Selvara growled, raising her fist toward him, "Do it fast, or do you want to eat more punch?"

"Wait! I already chose her clothes." Aiden replied immediately.

Beside him, the others tried to stop their laughter, hiding their face behind their hand.

Aiden sighed.

"Do it fast..." Venya whispered against his neck, her wings and tail curling around him.

"System... Give it to her." Aiden asked System.

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[COMMAND ACCEPTED]

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Suddenly, a black dress appeared on her frame.

The dress clung to her like liquid shadow, a garment that seemed to breathe with her, to follow every motion.

The fabric was sheer yet dignified, draping low at her neckline, showing a tantalizing amount of her cleavage, before tightening delicately at the waist, as if the cloth itself worshipped the shape it covered. Faint threads of red, like veins of magma, rippled through the fabric, showing the patterns that traced her body beneath.

The sleeves were long and flared, whispering as she moved, and from within the folds, a soft crimson light pulsed, echoing the power that radiated from her.

(Just check the character image.)

Venya felt the comfort of the fabric around herself. She took a sigh of relief against his neck.

"Thank you..." Venya said softly, pulling back.

Aiden smiled softly.

There's eyes met. Saying a thousand words without saying anything.

Selavara pouted, narrowing her eyes toward them, "I am here too... You know."

Both of them looked toward her.

"Master..." Venya called Selvara.

She beamed, hugging her tightly, rubbing her face against her boobs, giggling, "Master..."

"Venya..." Selvara whispered, her hands resting on her sides.

"I still can't believe you used to be a scary-looking dragon," Thristle said, smirking.

"Mee too," Nyxion added, leaning down toward her.

Venya's eyes flickered toward them. Trying to remember them from memory.

"Don't forget me," Lysandra called from her place, waving toward her with a smile.

Venya waved her hand in return.

"Venya..." Aiden said, then pointed toward them, one by one, "This is Thristle, Nuxion, Arisha..."

"Hehe!" Thsristle smirked.

"Would you mind getting away from Heart Lord?" Nyxion said, arms crossed below her breast, looking sideways toward her.

"Hello... Nice to meet you," Arisha said softly.

"I guess I am remembering them. They haven't changed a bit." Venya muttered to herself.

Then he pointed toward Lysandra, "Lysandra... Then that's our adorable little daughter, Leona."

"Daughter..." She muttered to herself.

"Huh?" Seraphina said.

Then he pointed toward the sleeping wolf beauty, "And finally, Luna. She is carrying our baby." He said, his voice filled with genuine happiness. "They're all my dear wives. Just like you two."

"Baby!" Venya and Selvara pouted in unison, "I/Venya wants a baby!"

When Selvara realised what she had said, her face burned, and she covered her face, but she didn't take it back; instead, "I want to fly away."

Venya just stared at him intently.

"Oi!" Both Thristle and Nyxion said in unison, scolding them, "We're in line before you both. Wait for your turn."

Venya just shrugged, leaning toward Aiden, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her body against him. She sticks her tongue toward them, mocking them.

Both Thristle and Nyxion growled in anger.

Suddenly, they heard a giggle from behind Selvara.

It was Luna... Laughing softly, eyes closed, "I feel bad for you all." Mocking them.

"Were you awake the entire time?" Arisha asked, but kept silent until now.

"Who knows?" Luna replied softly.

"You cheeky little wolf." Lysandra teased, as Goshe t up and crawled toward Aiden, careful not to wake Leona up.

As she crawled, Aiden could see a dangerous amount of her cleavage, but he didn't look away. If anything, he looked intently toward her.

Crawling past Luna, Selvara, and Venya, she sat in front of Aiden. Everyone stared at her, looking forward to her next move.

She then crawled toward Aiden's lap. Then she licked her lip, seductively. Her eyes filled with desire.

Aiden smirked, grabbing onto her waist. They lean in closer, kissing hungrily. Lysandra cupped his face to angle the kiss.

Arisha, Venya, and Selvara's faces burned, as Selvara and Arisha hid their face behind their hand, peeping through their fingers.

Thristle looked at them intently with a mischievous smile, rubbing her thighs together.

Aiden's hand moved lower, at the hem of her gown, his hand moving inside her gown, cupping her ass without any barrier.

Lysandra moaned into the kiss. Aiden pushed his tongue inside her mouth, their tongue dancing in rhythm, saliva mixing.

"You sneaky little goblin..." Luna cursed under her breath.

Arisha bit her fingers. Thristle's hand reached her heart. Nyxion's breath came out ragged.

Lysandra's left hand at the drawstring on his pajama pants, untying it. Then she pulled his pajama down, without breaking away from the kiss.

"Wh-what are you going to do?" Selvara asked, face burning.

Lysandra didn't say anything as she didn't want to break the kiss. As she pulled his pants below his dick, the hard length stood up. She grabbed his length, stroking it in her hand.

"Th-that's... Not fair." Venya pouted cutely.

Lysandra pointed it at her entrance.

With one swift motion, Lysandra pushed down on his length, taking him inside her. Ser threw her head back in pleasure.

"Ahh~ so good. It feels so good." Lysandra moaned.

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[SOUND BARRIER ACTIVATED]

*FOR LEONA

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"God bless the system," Aiden muttered before growling in pleasure.

She dropped down on his dick, eagerly. Her moans filled the room. Her back arched beautifully as she tried to take more of him inside herself.

"Ahh... Sir... Feels... Mngh~... So good. More!" Lysandra moane, as Aiden reached all the good spots inside her.

"I am next..." Thristle shouted.

"Noo... M," Nyxion shouted as well.

"Damn it all." Selvara cursed.

"Venya wants to do it, My Lor., Venya shouted toward him.

"Not you too..." Selvara cried, her face burning.

"I want to do it too.* Luna added, getting up, desperate to join in.

"What about you?" Thristle asked Arisha, teasing her.

"Huh? Me? I-I..." She cupped her cheeks, looking down, then she said, "I... I want to do it too."

"-I I-Im going to kill you if you forget about me," Selvara warned, cheeks red, eyes narrowing angrily.

"As you all know,." Aiden said, using his hands to help Lysandra up and down his dick.

"Ahh~.... Sir... Harder... Mnghh~... So good." Lysandra moaned louder. The room filled up with the erotic sounds of their lovemaking, the sound of skin slapping against skin.

The others started to take off their gown. Even Arisha followed them. Only Selvara kept her clothes on.

His naked wives came toward Aiden, all sitting beside him. Some are biting their lips. Some are licking their lips. Some leaned in to kiss him, hungrily.

Venya leaned in, kissing him, softly, "My Lord. Your kiss feels as good as I remember."

"Your does too," Aiden replied, as he came closer ot his climax.

"Sir... Ahh~ I am going to cum." Lysandra cried.

"Me too," Aiden added.

"Let's do it together," Lysandra asked, bouncing on his lap.

Aiden squeezed her ass cheeks, harder, pushing her up and down on his length.

Their pace increased. The slurpy sound of lovemaking filled the room. Others started rubbing their clitoris.

"Ahh... It's so hot in here." Thristle said, breathing heavily, as she cupped her boobs.

"Ahh~.... I am close. Harder. Harder... Oh... Here I cum." Lysandra cried out in pleasure.

Aiden growled.

Finally, Aiden cummed inside her, her needy womb to the brim. Lysandra, at the same time, clinched down harder on his dick, squeezing him for what he is worth.

Both were left trembling, panting. His semihard length h still inside her, still pumping.

"Sir... You released so much." She said, panting heavily.

Suddenly, Thristle pushed her down, his cock came out with a pop, straddling his lap, "My turn, finally."

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END OF CHAPTER : 118 : VENYA NIGHTSHADE!

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