With the Night King's power boost, the effectiveness of Sylas's abilities was significantly enhanced. Not only was the power of his fire manipulation increased, but all his other abilities were also improved. In particular, his Innate Strength ability saw a direct increase of fifteen hundred pounds.
Previously, when Sylas struck a mutated zombie with his katana, he couldn't sever its arm. But now, with the additional fifteen hundred pounds of strength, he could cut through a mutated zombie's arm with a single blow. This increase in destructive power was unmistakable.
Sylas's desire for combat was thoroughly ignited. After killing seven more mutated zombies in quick succession, his urge for battle finally began to wane. The continuous high-intensity fighting had taken a significant toll on him, and he felt his stamina depleting. Continuing to fight would not be wise.
Recognizing that it was time to stop, Sylas wisely decided to return to the villa. Before long, he was back home. As soon as he entered, he heard soft laughter coming from the living room. It was clear that Clarissa and the others were sharing a joke.
"What's so funny? Share it with me," Sylas asked with a smile.
Seeing Sylas return, Clarissa and the others quickly stood up.
"We were just sharing a joke, and it made everyone laugh," Clarissa said, covering her mouth as she giggled. She repeated the joke for Sylas, but he didn't find it particularly amusing. All he could do was offer a helpless smile.
"I'm hungry. Go make me something to eat," Sylas said casually, without any formality. After all, Clarissa was his slave, and he saw no need for politeness.
"Okay, I'll get right on it," Clarissa replied and immediately went to the kitchen to start cooking.
The remaining women weren't very good at cooking, and only Clarissa had decent culinary skills. Thus, preparing food was primarily her responsibility. Sylas wished he could find a professional chef, but such a person was hard to come by and depended on luck. Although Clarissa was competent, she couldn't compare to a professional chef. Sylas didn't intend for her to cook permanently; he believed that cooking should be handled by a professional.
Sylas glanced at Hayden, Sydney, and Lillian, smiling as he said, "It seems you're all getting along well. I don't have to worry about you fighting."
"We wouldn't fight. We're good friends," Hayden replied, pouting cutely. Sylas couldn't help but look at Hayden a bit longer, feeling a fire ignite within him. As he looked from Hayden to Lillian and Sydney, that fire burned even stronger.
"I'm going to take a bath. Who wants to scrub my back?" Sylas asked the three women.
They were a bit surprised, not expecting such a request from Sylas. But considering they were already his slaves, it seemed natural for them to perform such tasks for him.
"I'll do it," Lillian volunteered. Being smart and ambitious, she knew what actions would benefit her most. If she could quickly become close to Sylas, her future would be more secure. Sydney and Hayden also wanted to volunteer, but after Lillian spoke up, they felt a bit embarrassed to insist.
"Alright, Lillian it is," Sylas nodded. He then glanced at Hayden and Sydney, smiling, "Next time, it'll be you two."
Without waiting for a response, he turned and headed to the bathroom. After a night of killing mutated zombies, his body was covered in blood, and he felt uncomfortable.
Sylas was eager to take a bath as soon as possible. Entering the bathroom, he quickly undressed, revealing his perfect, muscular physique. Lillian's eyes flashed with desire as she admired his body. In this world, not only do men enjoy looking at beautiful women, but women also appreciate handsome men, especially those with great bodies.
Sylas was already attractive, and his now-perfect physique struck a chord in Lillian's heart. She was instantly smitten.
"Come here and help me bathe," Sylas commanded Lillian.
"Yes, Master," Lillian replied softly. She knew what was in her best interest and was ready to take action. She made up her mind, naturally undressed her own smelly clothes, and moved close to Sylas.
After a while, Lillian said to Sylas, "Let me help you wash your back, okay?" Her sweet and extremely enticing voice made Sylas's penis involuntarily become erect, a mature woman's scent and the fragrance of bath lingered in Sylas's nose, heating up his blood and making his mind hazy.
Impulsive desire completely took over Sylas's mind as he suddenly embraced Lillian's slender waist and kissed her neck.
Ignoring Lillian's protests, Sylas lifted her up, gazing at her charming and blushing face, which only fueled his excitement further.
Sylas untied Lillian's bathrobe, revealing her fair and toned body, full yet not overweight, with good elasticity, her breasts constantly quivering. Despite Lillian's shy body movements, she said, "Don't do this, don't do this."
Pressing her legs tightly together, Sylas pinned Lillian down, removed his own clothes, and as his penis pressed against Lillian's thighs, she felt a shocking sensation.
Sylas completely disregarded Lillian's reactions, kissing her nipples, her skin all over, but Lillian's struggles posed a challenge for Sylas. He then used Lillian's bathrobe to bind her hands and spread her legs apart.
Then he pressed down on Lillian, kissing her ears, neck, nipples, while his hand continuously caressed the insides of her thighs, moving back and forth on her clitoris. Gradually, Lillian began to soften, her struggles turning into moans, and love juices flowing from the entrance of her vagina.
Sylas stood up, pulling Lillian towards him at the waist, gripping his penis and inserting it into Lillian's clitoris. As Lillian let out a sigh, Sylas felt his penis surrounded by something warm and soft. His excited member, stimulated, grew even harder and began thrusting inside Lillian's vagina. Lillian, blushing with closed eyes, shed her earlier shyness and was now enjoying Sylas's advances.
Sylas rhythmically thrust, hands massaging Lillian's breasts and nipples. Lillian started moaning, body twisting in response to Sylas's movements, her vagina secreting white love juices. Her vaginal walls enveloped Sylas's penis, smooth and tight.
At this point, Sylas withdrew his penis and began sucking on Lillian's clitoris, touching her vaginal junction, occasionally using his tongue to stimulate her vaginal entrance. Lillian began loudly moaning, saying, "Ah~ Ah~~ Ah~~~ It's so itchy, it's so itchy," squirming, but presenting her clitoris to Sylas's mouth. Sylas then took his penis, thrust forcefully into Lillian's vagina a few times, then stopped to suck on her vaginal area.
After repeating this three or four times, Lillian was completely conquered by Sylas. She reached out to grab Sylas's penis and guide it into her vagina, but Sylas deliberately refrained. With pleading eyes, Lillian looked at Sylas and said, "Come on, I want it." Sylas kissed Lillian and said, "No, you have to say 'I like Sylas to fuck me'."
Blushing even more, unable to resist Sylas's touches, Lillian began to cry out, "Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Come on, insert me, I want you to fuck me, Ah~~~ Hurry up and fuck me~~~". Under Sylas's control, Lillian transformed completely, becoming lascivious and seductive.
Sylas and Lillian began to coordinate their thrusts, with Lillian also holding on to Sylas's body, the sounds of their passion rising and falling together. Suddenly, a rushing sensation of pleasure spread throughout their bodies, and Sylas vigorously thrust a few times, releasing all his semen into Lillian's vagina. This intense climax excited Lillian even more, and with a loud "Ah~~~~," she collapsed on the ground, feeling soft and limp, while Sylas felt Lillian's vagina pulsating.
Before Lillian could recover, Sylas got up and pressed down on her again.
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This bath took longer than usual. By the time Sylas emerged, he had a look of satisfaction on his face. Clarissa had already prepared the meal. Seeing Sylas's expression and noticing Lillian's demeanor as she walked, Clarissa had a good idea of what had transpired.
Clarissa felt a pang of urgency. She hadn't expected Lillian to be so bold. It was only her first day, and she had already won Sylas over. Clarissa realized she needed to take action herself. She made a silent resolve in her mind.