Mind Demon's Path of Domination

Mark nimbly landed on a small hill bathed by gentle moonlight. On his foot, he immediately took a deep breath and began laughing wryly. He had taken an amazingly cold bath, standing in the air under a waterfall.

He felt baptized today. Like a changed man.

The hamster laid on his head like a lazy queen.

Mark clenched his hand at the sky.

The meeting with the Armor was an experience he would remember—War Slayer was an Armor that had left an impression on him more than most men could ever hope to leave.

He stretched his back with a groan and sat down on the hill, then, he silently looked up at the moon, contemplating.

Instinctively, he fell on the floor and spread his arms widely, as if hugging the heavens.

How had the battle gone?

What were the things he could have done better?

What were the gains, and what were the losses?

Mark shook his head.

Ah, fuck it, not today. I will do that tomorrow, he thought. Today, I deserve a rest.

Even Reol'ran wouldn't reject him today's rest, he deserved it.

With a grin, he suddenly summoned someone out of his World Space and felt the void between his arms get filled. He wholeheartedly went for a hug, and that someone looked down at him from atop his chest, her light red eyes glimmering.

She didn't say anything for a while and sniffed him. Her eyes lit up. She nuzzled her head up to his neck and gently kissed it, then began licking his neck, soon moving to his cheeks with her cute tongue.

Her abundant breasts pressed against his chest.

Mark smiled and gently caressed her hair.

Dona liked licking him.

"You are so cute," he said.

She bit him on his lips, her tongue entered his mouth—she did not really care about the compliment. That was so Dona-like. She just wanted him to be close, around her. She didn't care for compliments—though he felt she would hate it if he insulted her.

Her tongue tried to playfully dominate his own but when he went in to dominate her in return, she fell even before the battle began. It was clear that she loved being dominated by him.

Letting her enjoy it as he caressed her hair, he summoned Yuri, too. She appeared on the side, surprised for a second before she found Mark and Dona on the floor, going at each other.

She clicked her tongue and went closer, then gave him a soft kick on the side. Breaking the kiss, both the demoness and the demon looked up at her, Dona slightly offended.

"Beginning without me after leaving me so worried, you cold reptile," she said, then sat down with a humph.

Mark chuckled and Dona shifted, leaving a bit of space on Mark's side for Yuri to enter into his embrace. The scientist could hardly remain mad for more than that, she squiggled in and humphed after entering deep into his embrace.

"How was the fight?" she asked.

Dona said, assured, "Mark was so strong, he won easily."

Yuri headbutted the demoness. "You were with me, dumbass. You didn't see a thing."

Dona rolled her eyes. "I just know, smartass."

Mark laughed, stealing Yuri's lips. She was a weird one, she often tried to dominate him but if he could better her, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted to her.

She couldn't last three seconds against his tongue before she was under his mercy, completely falling into his rhythm. Dona kissed Mark's cheeks.

After a while, Yuri and Mark broke their kiss and he asked, "No problem anymore?"

"Well," the Scientist shrugged and said in mock sadness: "You certainly love her more than me, it makes sense you brought her out first. What can little me do?"

Dona nodded, assured of the fact. "True, it's not your fault."

Yuri stared speechlessly.

Mark chuckled awkwardly and asked, "Where is the wine?"

Yuri stared at him. Chose to let it go this time.

"Wine's in your World Space, but do we really need it now?"

Dona purred. "I want some!"

Mark grabbed both of their butts at the same time and squeezed. They both jumped slightly and two differently sized but smooth pairs of breasts pressed against his chest.

Both women found their faces on the different sides of his neck. Yuri blushed as she found a hand sliding under her lab robes. It moved simply, then gently caught her left butt, and began kneading them while one of his fingers teased her assholes at the same time.

"You guys are all precious," he said.

For Dona, Mark's invasion was faster and she forgot about the wine in but a second. His hand went past the waistline of her trouser and directly went for her pussy, without even waiting, his finger slithered in, too.

She moaned, burying her face in his neck.

Both of them no longer wanted wine, and to Mark—they were his wine. They could make him intoxicated more than anything else.

"Mark," Yuri said into his neck, emulating Dona and gently giving a single lick to his neck to see the taste. She added, somewhat ashamed: "Just kneading the butt?"

Mark kissed the back of his head and his hands moved back along her supple skin, buried themselves under her thighs, and found her pussy, too. She bit her lips and anticipated the intrusion.

To her pleasant surprise, a thumb moved into her butt and his middle finger moved into her pussy. It was wet in a single quiver from him, but he was ready with a feast today—she felt a second finger tease her clitoris.

She clamped her thighs around his hand, as sensitive as ever.

His fingers began moving and both women grew silent, just enjoying the ministrations. At the same time, Yuri raised her face—as red as a peach—and puckered up her lips. He kissed her, she met him with the passion of a woman in the depths of love.

Dona was the first one to crack under the pressure. Her hand clamped around his wings, clutching at the feathers, and she trembled. Her body slumped on him, she breathed heavily.

Mark felt warm liquid drizzle down his palm and a sweet smell began to gather in the area.

Ah.. Ah…

She breathed into his ears.

Yuri, feeling smug, stared at her in between her passionate kiss. But then, Dona smirked understandingly and moved out of his embrace. He took his hand back and sat up. She stared at his grin with a gulp. She could feel a bulge on her back.

In a single pull, he tore apart her feeble clothes, then stared at her as if he were staring at a precious gem. She didn't feel the urge to hide—she showed it to him in her whole. This was her, proudly his woman.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

"Very much."

She felt something big enter her sacred slit. It was gentle at first, then it easily moved in deep into her and she hugged his neck for support. She felt pleasure thrum throughout her, his hand kneading her butt.

He had fingered her so much. So, when he began pulling her up and down on his shaft, she could only breathe in heavily and try not to fall so fast, but he was too good. Too handsome. She was too in love.

With a deep, shy moan, her dam broke and he felt a cool and lovely nectar trickle down on his waist. Dona giggled at her, feeling victorious on Mark's behalf. Yuri was gently taken out and Dona came forward and sat down on his lap by herself.

She stared at Yuri.

"This time, I'd last longer!" she said.

Mark made her descend on him and she took in a deep breath. His dick was too perfect for her insides, the moment it filled her, all thoughts left her. She just wanted him to move, make her find bliss. And that's what he did.

Her eyes closed tightly, hands tried to sink into his chest.

She felt him move like never before. And this time, turned and pinned her down on the floor. She stared up in hunger and he bowed down to kiss her. Her hands were pinned, her legs were pinned. She was helpless.

She felt a thrill run rampant within her. She loved being dominated by him. He was so gentle even when he did that. He put his hands on her breasts, kneaded them to his liking. She soon didn't care and just lost herself in the kiss.

Then, she lost her control and felt herself ready to wet herself again.

He bit her ears, muttered: "Not yet, darling."

Dona held on, he thrust.

She released an earth-shattering moan and his warm, soft, lovely liquid all entered her in a small explosion. She felt full. Satisfied. He licked her nipples and nibbled on it. She caressed his hair.

Yuri looked at her with a shy expression filled with desire.

She clicked her tongue. "Give her your hand and go into me once more, then I will give her two chances with your dick at once, too."

Mark laughed, intoxicated.

He touched the ground.

Alchemic Shapeshifting.

A small house with four walls rose up around them and for a long time, it resounded with moans of two splendidly beautiful women. Mark was full of laughter and fun, and by the end, all of them were exhausted and fell asleep in each other's embrace.

In the end, all of them were Pinnacle Tier 2s without considering abilities or magic in general, going at it against them in bed even had him exhausted in but a few hours.

It was a fun, lovely sleep for them all. Without any dreams.