Chapter 312: Cassandra Dominates the Pervert

Cassandra finally lowered her head and sank her fangs into Damian’s neck.

Damian’s body immediately stiffened. "Ah... fuck."

He had expected pain, but instead, a strange heat spread outward from the bite, running down his neck and through his entire body.

His muscles loosened almost against his will, and another low sound escaped his throat as Cassandra began drinking.

Damian instinctively wrapped his arms around her and frowned. "Fuck... how the hell does this feel so good?"

Cassandra paused for a moment and grinned without even looking at his face. "Hehehe..."

She lowered her head and bit into his neck again, clearly enjoying his reaction.

Damian’s expression darkened. "Don’t fucking laugh. Tell me."

Cassandra finally pulled back slightly, a thin trace of blood remaining at the corner of her lips.

Her crazed grin immediately returned. "Relax, Damian. It’s just something my saliva does."

Damian frowned. "The hell do you mean, your saliva?"

Cassandra licked the blood from her lips before answering casually, "My saliva now carries a slight aphrodisiac effect, you know."

She looked extremely pleased with herself as she explained, "It makes whoever I bite relax, dulls the pain, and makes feeding much more... enjoyable."

Silence.

Damian stared at her in shock. "Are you fucking kidding me? Are you a demon or a succubus now?"

Cassandra laughed before wrapping her arms around his waist again. "Hahaha... I don’t know."

Her grin turned playful. "Maybe you could say I’ve become a little bit of a succubus."

Damian ignored what she said and immediately tried to pull her away. "Okay, enough of that. You’ve already had plenty."

Cassandra stared at him for half a second before tightening her grip around him even more. "No."

Before Damian could react, she buried her face against his neck again and sank her fangs straight back into him.

"FUCK!" Damian groaned.

Damian’s entire body stiffened as another wave of heat spread from the bite.

His hands instinctively tightened around Cassandra’s waist while her strange saliva made every trace of pain dissolve into something far more dangerous.

Damian was already having a hard time trying to push Cassandra away, and before he could gather enough strength to do it, she tightened her hold around him and sank her fangs even deeper, clearly enjoying how helpless he had become.

In the end, the sensation became too much for him. Damian finally gave up resisting and slumped against her. "Fuck..."

Cassandra only grinned against his neck as she continued enjoying her meal.

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Several hours later, Cynthia, Linsey, Helena, and Evelyn finally managed to catch up with Damian and Cassandra.

The two Peak Nascent Soul cultivators had moved ridiculously far from the original mountain, forcing the four women to carefully follow their lingering Qi while keeping enough distance not to get discovered.

Just as they approached another mountain ridge, an unexpectedly loud sound suddenly echoed from somewhere ahead.

"Ahhh... fuck... Cassandra...!"

All four women froze at the exact same time.

Linsey’s mouth slowly fell open. "Was that... Master?"

Helena stared toward the source of the sound with an equally dumbfounded expression. "No fucking way."

Another muffled groan echoed across the mountain, and this time there was absolutely no mistaking Damian’s voice.

Cynthia’s eyes widened. "Don’t tell me... Did Cassandra and Master actually...?"

Linsey immediately covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling with gossip. "Holy shit. Master works fast! He already tamed that crazy Demonic Queen in just a few hours?"

Evelyn narrowed her eyes. "Wait a minute... something’s wrong. Listen carefully."

The others immediately fell silent, and soon another voice drifted over from the distance. "Fuck... slow down..."

Silence.

Helena’s expression gradually became strange. "Wait."

Linsey blinked. "What?"

Helena pointed toward the mountain. "Doesn’t Master sound a little too... helpless?"

Cynthia’s expression slowly changed as realization began to dawn on her.

Usually, whenever Damian did something like this with them, it was their voices that ended up coming out, not his. So if Damian’s voice was the first thing they heard...

Linsey’s eyes widened even further. "Don’t tell me..."

Evelyn calmly finished for her. "Master is the one being dominated."

The four women fell silent.

Then Linsey nearly collapsed from trying not to laugh. "No fucking way!"

She grabbed Cynthia’s shoulder. "Our perverted Master? Damian? The man who shamelessly flirts with every beautiful woman he sees?"

Helena covered her mouth, but even she was visibly struggling. "For the first time in his life... the hunter became the prey."

Cynthia looked toward the mountain with a complicated expression before quietly muttering, "Damn, Cassandra..."

Evelyn gave a slow nod. "Impressive."

Linsey finally failed to contain herself and whispered through barely suppressed laughter, "She fucking dominated the pervert."

The four exchanged looks.

Suddenly, every single one of them wanted to see exactly what was happening even more than before.

Before any of them could move, a crimson-black blur suddenly appeared directly in front of them.

Cynthia and the others instantly tensed.

Cassandra stood there with a wide grin, her demonic aura still faintly swirling around her body. "So... you four are Damian’s harem, huh?"

Linsey swallowed. Helena and Evelyn immediately prepared themselves, while Cynthia tried to remain calm.

Then all four of them noticed what Cassandra was carrying, which was Damian.

Their master was currently slung over Cassandra’s shoulder like a piece of meat, his upper robes ripped wide open, his neck covered in fresh bite marks, and his entire body hanging completely limp.

For several seconds, all four women just stared.

Linsey’s mouth slowly fell open. "Master...?"

Helena’s eyes twitched. Cynthia looked like her mind had stopped working, while Evelyn’s expression became so strange that even she seemed unsure what to say.

Cassandra glanced over her shoulder at Damian before letting out a shameless little laugh. "Hehehe..."

Her fangs were still slightly visible, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of her lips. "I might’ve sucked him a little too much."

The four women froze even harder.

None of them had expected this shameless bastard Cassandra to just say something like that out loud so casually.

For a moment, they genuinely had no idea what kind of expression they were supposed to make.