Chapter 37: the second class [R18]

Standing quietly in the shadows near the back of the rustic wooden hut, Selena watched every single movement with wide, unblinking eyes. The raw, primal intimacy playing out right in front of her was overwhelming.

A thick, steady stream of dark blood spilled freely from her nose, dripping down past her lip, but she barely even registered it.

Her breathing grew increasingly shallow and ragged, her chest heaving as an unbearable, sudden wave of heat surged through her veins. Despite having lived through past years and conventional marriages, her body had recently been revitalized and reverted to a pristine, untouched eighteen-year-old vessel thanks to the residual mana and nutritional overflow radiating from Ethan’s breakthroughs.

At this age, her dormant biological urges were hitting her with blinding, uncontrollable force.

Her mind spun in a haze of intoxicating confusion. The sheer intensity of the atmosphere, combined with the heavy, musky scent of arousal filling the small room, was breaking down her mental barriers.

Slowly, almost as if acting against her own conscious will, her head drifted downward, her gaze locking hungrily onto the tangled bodies on the bed as a shiver racked her entire frame.

"Ah... goddess, it’s... it’s so huge!" Rose gasped, her voice completely breaking as another violent wave of fulfillment slammed through her pusshy core.

Without breaking his rhythmic assault, Ethan reached down, scooped up one of her slender legs, and hoisted it high, resting it firmly over his shoulder.

Adjusting his position to gain an even deeper, more devastating angle, he drove his length forward with raw, unbridled strength, hitting her absolute core with a brutal, satisfying impact.

"Aah! H-Haah... oh, Goddess, Ethan—ahhn! Please, too deep... ah-ha-aah!"

Rose let out a continuous, high-pitched wail of exquisite agony and pleasure. Her eyes rolled upward in a dizzying haze of sensory overload, her vision blurring as her mind shattered entirely under the overwhelming ecstasy.

Yet, even as Ethan relentlessly pounded into her, a strange, surreal sensation began to bloom within his own consciousness. He felt a profound shift in his inner realm—his mind space was actively splitting, forging an entirely new, secondary mind space right beside his original one.

While his primary mind space housed his first-circle magic ring, this brand-new secondary space sat completely empty, yet pulsed with a strange, ethereal heartbeat. It possessed its own distinct, slumbering soul entity.

Realizing what was happening, a surge of adrenaline rushed through Ethan. A second mind space. A second soul. Who wouldn’t crave this kind of god-tier power?

Intensified by the realization, Ethan aggressively accelerated his pace.

Hearing his relentless rhythm, Rose threw her head back, her moans turning into frantic, breathy shrieks. Taking full advantage of her complete submission, Ethan reached down and lifted her other leg, resting it firmly across his other shoulder as well.

Locking her completely open to his mercy, he leaned his entire upper body forward, capturing her parted lips in a deep, crushing kiss while driving into her with savage, unrelenting force.

With every brutal thrust, a subtle, ethereal current of energy began to release from Rose’s body, flowing directly into Ethan like a warm river of light. It was pure soul power, seamlessly merging and binding with his own spiritual sea.

The sensation confirmed his every suspicion—the secondary class was finally awakening.

For over an hour, Ethan kept up the relentless pace, shifting her through a variety of positions, driving her body to its absolute limits.

Yet, amidst the dizzying haze of pleasure and the shifting of their souls, a strange intuition nagged at the back of his mind. Something still felt incomplete, as if a final barrier hadn’t quite broken.

His eyes drifted downward, locking onto Rose’s tight, untouched butt hole.

Realizing where his gaze had settled, Rose’s eyes widened in horror. Frantic panic laced her voice as she shook her head violently. "N-No... not there! That’s... that’s dirty, Ethan, please—!"

Ethan merely flashed a dark, predatory smile. Ignoring her frantic protests, he firmly grabbed her soft, pale buttocks, spreading her apart. Without a moment’s hesitation, he aligned himself and drove his thick, burning length straight into her tight, uninitiated passage.

A sharp, agonizing shriek tore from Rose’s throat. "Agh! No—"

The initial shock and tearing pain were intense, but as Ethan didn’t hold back, establishing a punishing, deep rhythm, the raw friction began to work its magic. Within minutes, her agonizing gasps warped into breathless, high-pitched moans of forbidden ecstasy. Her mind snapped, caught in a dizzying contradiction.

"N-No... it hurts... it’s too big, it’s so hot! Ahh... I shouldn’t... ah-ha-ah, but it feels..." she whimpered, her voice trailing off into incoherent cries of pleasure as her body spasmed.

To maximize the torment and pleasure, Ethan simultaneously reached down, plunging his fingers back into her soaked, throbbing front core while continuing his deep, punishing drive from behind.

Overwhelmed by the dual onslaught of stimulation, Rose’s eyes rolled back, and she convulsed in a massive, earth-shattering climax, fluids spilling over his fingers as she completely lost consciousness of reality.

Meanwhile, just a few feet away in the shadows, Selena could no longer bear the intoxicating torture. Her face was flushed a deep, feverish crimson, sweat beading on her forehead as her breathing turned ragged.

Trembling uncontrollably, she slid her own hand down between her thighs, pressing frantically against her sensitive folds. As the heavy, musky heat in the small wooden hut reached its absolute peak, Selena let out a choked, muffled gasp, shuddering violently as she reached a shattering climax of her own, her legs weakening beneath her.

It was fortunate that selena had already left her daughter Mia safely in another part of the pagoda before the battle outside had even begun.

Had the young girl witnessed this depraved scene, the sheer humiliation would have been beyond comprehension.

Just as Ethan continued his relentless rhythm, a sharp, golden system notification flashed directly across his field of vision.

[Fate Successfully Stolen!]

[Target: Lumian Sterling]

[Details: The original timeline’s destined convergence—where Lumian was slated to unite with Rose, claim her virginity, and awaken his secondary mind space and class—has been fundamentally overwritten.]

Fate Point Adjustment:

[Lumian Sterling: -100,000 Fate Points]

[Ethan: +100,000 Fate Points]

Inside his consciousness, Ethan could now clearly feel a brand-new secondary mind space pulsing with life right beside his original one.

It was entirely distinct, isolated, and thrumming with its own dormant soul entity, completely separate from his first-circle magic ring. A wave of profound surprise and dark satisfaction washed over him.

Lumian only had one million Fate Points to begin with, Ethan thought with a cold, mocking smirk as he thrust deeper into the trembling woman beneath him. Just like that, one-tenth of his entire fortune is gone in a single move. With a hundred thousand points wiped out just like that... I wonder how much he’ll have left when I finally come to collect everything else?