Chapter 248

Neo watched as everyone nodded in agreement. With a single thought, he teleported the whole group straight to the backyard of Nyx’s castle. The air there felt cooler, the stone walls rising high around them under the dim light. The others began to move off toward whatever tasks waited for them, but Neo turned to Eva and kept his voice low.

"Do you want to follow them?"

Eva shook her head right away. Her white bunny ears twitched once. "I want to stay with you. What are you planning to do?"

Neo met her eyes. "I’m planning to go explore the angel army headquarters building more. Especially the new leadership. I want to see what kind of people they are."

Eva nodded, but a small crease formed between her brows. "Wouldn’t that be dangerous?"

Neo reached out and rubbed the top of her head, fingers brushing between her soft ears. "That’s the reason I asked you first. I needed to make sure you really understand the danger you’re setting yourself inside."

She nodded again, firmer this time. "Even though it would be dangerous, I still want to follow you."

Neo nodded and rubbed her head once more. "Since it’s like this, I will do my best to protect you. But first."

He took her hand. In the next breath they stood inside the empty room they had used earlier. Neo closed the door with a soft click, sealing them in. He pulled a pair of tight blue jeans and a tight cropped shirt from thin air—the shirt short enough to leave the belly fully exposed—and held them out.

"Wear this."

Eva nodded. She stripped naked as fast as she could, clothes dropping to the floor in a small pile. Then she stepped into the tight blue jeans. The fabric strained hard against her huge ass, the denim stretching tight over every curve. She jumped once in place, eyes bright with happiness.

"I like these jeans a lot," she said. "And the shirt—I want to keep it."

Neo grinned. Eva grinned back.

Eva had only one main desire: to become someone who can be trusted with power. And a flaw that haunted them is their temptation to justify control as responsibility... and an inner conflict of wanting to use strength responsibly while fearing that having power will eventually change them.

She pulled the tight cropped shirt on next. The fabric hugged her chest and left her midriff bare. Neo did not wait. He pushed her forward until her belly pressed flat against the table, her body stretched out face-down. He grabbed the waist of her tight jeans and caressed the denim covering her ass, feeling the solid heat underneath. Then he smacked one cheek hard. The sound cracked through the quiet room. He grabbed the fabric again and tore a clean hole right over her ass cheek, the denim ripping with a sharp sound.

Eva shouted, twisting her head. "Why did you tear it? I liked those jeans a lot!"

Neo kept his hands on her. "Don’t worry. I will give you a better one."

He parted her ass cheeks with both hands, spreading them wide. His warm, thick cock head pressed against her tight white asshole. He could see every fine fold of skin there. Slowly he pushed forward. The head sank in, stretching her open until it vanished completely inside.

Neo leaned his full weight over her, letting more of his cock sink deeper. Eva moaned, the sound low and full of pleasure, and she parted her legs wider for him. Neo’s own feet stayed locked together as he settled on top of her, driving the rest of his length in. He grabbed her head, arms wrapping around to hug her tighter, and kissed her white hair, then her forehead.

"Alright. Aren’t you enjoying your time?"

Eva nodded, voice soft. "I am. I’m enjoying a lot of my time."

Neo steadied himself and began thrusting. Each hard push drove her body forward across the table. Her feet left the ground completely. They dangled and shook with every thrust, toes curling tight from the pleasure. Neo reached under her and grabbed her breasts, lifting her slightly off the wood so he could feel the inside of her ass milking him without pause. The hot walls clenched and pulled at him relentlessly. He kept thrusting as deep as he could, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room, and slapped her bare ass cheek again. Then he bit one of her bunny ears.

Eva moaned loudly, the sound sharp.

Neo pulled back a fraction. "Sorry. I remember it’s too sensitive there."

An idea hit him. He took both soft ears into his mouth, sealing his lips tight around them and applying steady pressure while he kept moving his hips. The soft fur and flesh filled his mouth as he fucked her harder.

Between thrusts he spoke against her ear. "Eva, is it just my imagination, or did your ass become fatter? If I remember back in the old days, it was more slim and meaty—still decently big. But now it’s fatter, more rounded, even bigger. As big as my mother Martha’s."

Eva laughed, the sound broken by another moan. "I was following a recipe to increase its size. I like that it worked and got your attention."

Neo nodded and slapped the thick cheek again. "Make sure to share it with the rest of the women."

She nodded, still arched under him.

Neo held one bunny ear firmly in his grip and kept thrusting. Eva arched her back harder, pushing her ass up to meet every stroke. She turned her head enough to look at him.

"Tell me honestly—what type of monster girl do you like most?"

Curiosity burned hot in her eyes. She needed to know his preference.

Neo fell silent for a moment. He liked them in general, but he was buried inside Eva right now and would not be an idiot by naming another race. He answered clearly.

"I like bunny naughty women like you. The ones that take their master’s dick with gratitude and don’t talk back a lot."

Eva grinned wide. Neo felt it immediately—her inside relaxed all at once. Her asshole widened around him. Suddenly he could drive deeper without any resistance at all. He grinned down at the sight of her stretched open for him.

Back in his old world, when he read erotic novels, most smut authors wrote that a woman’s body would squeeze and grow tighter when a man praised her. That was true for a pussy. But an ass worked differently. When Neo praised a woman, her asshole widened instead, letting him push more of his cock inside with ease—exactly like now. Another reason he preferred asses.

Eva had only one main desire that is to make someone feel safe around them. And a flaw that haunted them is their emotional unpredictability... and an inner conflict of wanting to be someone’s refuge while still carrying storms they have never learned to calm.