Murra's fingers tightened ever so slightly against the sheets on the bed she lay on as she felt her legs raised and held high, with Black thrusting himself over and over inside of her, to the hilt.
Her legs shook as she cried out in pleasure, a hint of panic at the back of her mind as she resisted the wave that neared, clenching her hips and doing everything to prevent herself from losing.
At first, she had been confident of winning, until she realized it had merely been a ruse. She stared at the face of the man inside her, who wore a huge grin as he continued to embed his member into her sheath.
"W-Wait!" she stammered in fear, realizing just how close to the edge she stood.
"Pleas—please!" she gasped, unsure whether she was begging for relief from the maddening pleasure or for him to let her go before the madman stole her inner energy.
Still, it only worsened. Her breath became ragged, her legs clenching as a wave of pleasure soared through her. Her vision blanked, her heart pounded in her chest, and her entire body stiffened. Her walls spasmed in pleasure around the hard member inside her, even as she felt all the internal energy she had accumulated flow out of her and into the man who stared down at her with the arrogance of a victor.
A few moments later, as clarity set in, Murra realized he wasn't done. The madman was still thrusting into her with a vengeance.
"Wha—" she began, only to feel him move deeper than he should have, knocking the breath out of her. Her wet walls trembled, not having fully recovered from the onslaught of pleasure they had just experienced, already gearing up for another.
"What are you doing?" she screamed at him, about to order him to stop. If he continued and achieved his aim, she would lose her essence—and her life—before dissolving into a puddle of dust.
Murra was just about to speak when her eyes went wide, feeling the tip of his pulsing member slide into her again and again. His entire body stiffened, his gaze meeting hers as she felt her hole slowly fill with something warm and powerful.
It felt exhilarating, and she hurriedly concentrated, beginning to absorb every bit of it. She used her own essence to filter out the most troublesome parts that would go into her uterus.
It was a crude method, but she didn't dare look the gift horse in the mouth, as a proud expression slowly appeared on her face—one she quickly stamped down. The small amount of energy she had managed to harness paled in comparison to what she had sensed.
'I'm still a fourth-level energy wielder, almost a fifth, but nothing close to Adrani, who's a sixth and nearing the mid-realm,' she thought, softening her expression and turning her full attention to Black.
"My lord! I was lost in the throes of pleasure when I begged you to stop!" she spoke in a slightly anxious tone, worried as she felt the huge member slide out of her walls, holding back the groan on her lips.
"You can put it back. The night is still young!" she added, just short of begging. Her pride as a family head wouldn't allow it.
But Ophari would be damned if she knelt and allowed such a thing to happen after sensing how much energy Murra had accumulated.
Yes, they were in the base realm, and their histories told of other realms they would never touch unless they grew powerful.
As much as they knew, first-level to third-level wielders were the most common. Family heads were usually fourth-level wielders, with only the most powerful of them and the advisors ranked fifth. Only the clan leader was ranked sixth, nearing the seventh realm of base perfection, with the energy she constantly channeled through her body, harnessing it into her core with ease.
They knew she was close to breaking into the seventh realm, and Ophari would be foolish to allow herself to be left behind.
There was only so much mediocre essence she could channel into her own body before her growth began to wane.
'I'll be damned if I let myself miss out on such pure and available essence.'
"My lord! Murra is spent, and her age doesn't do her any favors. Most importantly, she no longer has any inner energy left to give you," Ophari spoke confidently, knowing Murra wouldn't have been foolish enough to let him realize his life essence was being stolen.
'He may be powerful, but he doesn't know our ways. Even if I have to share, I must definitely squeeze him dry.'
"If you give me a chance, I can assure you that I will better satisfy all of your needs!" Ophari continued, her eyes fixed on the pulsing member between his legs, its stance unyielding since he had released inside Murra.
Black chuckled with mirth as he stepped away, still naked, having discarded his clothes. He looked from one woman to the other, both of them staring at him with greedy eyes.
"Fools! Do you really think fools gain enough power to make mortals tremble?" he asked in a light, amused tone, a slight look of confusion crossing their faces—especially Murra, who still lay on the bed, naked and expectant.
"Do you really think powers you didn't work for, with sweat and toil, are something you can freely hold?" he continued. Murra's face furrowed in annoyance, frustrated at being left with her legs open, while he stared between her dripping thighs without moving closer. His veiny, pointed cock spoke of his need, yet he continued speaking.
"And most importantly, did you think I was a giver? An amiable man who maintains some needed balance of give and take?" A cruelty seeped into his face as he spoke, shrugging his shoulders ever so slightly, his tone final.
"If so, then you were wrong!" His voice had barely echoed in their ears when Murra began to glow. It was subtle at first, but the glow slowly bloomed, blinding as threads of light streamed out of her, straight toward Black, sliding into him.
As it began, an intense look of horror settled on Murra's face as she realized what was happening. Even Ophari hurriedly backed away, still on her knees, her heart skipping a beat, the realization settling deep in her soul.
'If that continues, she'll die!'
Too proud to beg, Murra immediately dropped her legs, settled into a lotus position on the bed, and began focusing on channeling back her energy.
'He's just a man! I'll seduce him after I'm done fixing this!' she swore, knowing she had only moments to live at the speed her essence was being drained.
But as she looked deeply into her core, a horrified expression spread across her face as she realized the full extent of the deceit that had been played on her.