Chapter 217 It’s Time - End
A continuous and furious plapping sound resounded through the bedroom as Dante moved like he was possessed. In fact, he was truly possessed… possessed by the urge to spray his seed into the fertile fields of Beatrice’s land!
“Ugh…I-I can’t…!!” Dante complained as he felt the cannon loading with the ultimate shot, climbing up his shaft slowly.
Beatrice was already still stuck in the throes of passion, especially since her previous orgasm was forcefully dragged forward by Dante’s unrelenting tempo. She heard what he said, and acknowledged it, but she couldn’t pass any comments because her whole body was itching in anticipation for the final moment.
When that moment actually came, it was far greater than what she had expected and fantasized about. Dante suddenly stopped and for a split second, she felt his heat increase slightly as meat began to throb crazily.
It wasn’t until Dante groaned slightly and she felt a huge wave of hot fluid pour deep into her that she realized what happened. Beatrice’s eyes widened with shock as her entire body shuddered.
It was one thing to taste it potency with her upper lips and another to taste it with her lower lips. She immediately fell limply onto the bed like a kitten whose neck had been pinched by its parent, her body shaking as her eyes curled into crescents.
Dante, who had relaxed after shooting his load, was surprised by Beatrice’s state and was worried for her. He immediately inquired as to her current stat from her AI chip but was stunned when he was told that Beatrice was in a state of ‘ideal insemination’.
He searched it up and found that in the Eternal Universe, there was a theory that human sexual reproduction was flawed in the sense that the hoops and hurdles the female had to go through to achieve climax was unnecessarily high.
As such, famous biologist Lukran Zarc in 2059, when humanity had barely become a level 1 civilization, propounded the theory that ideal human copulation should involved the male aching climax through penetration while the female achieved climax through insemination.
This theory was largely lauded and praised because not only would it benefits the entire species, it made sense from an evolutionary standpoint. One of the reason humans felt pleasure from sex from the perspective of the species’ evolution was to encourage its members to copulate.
If copulation was just mechanical with nothing but instinct to lead it, humanity would never have progressed this far nor would anybody be incentivized to have intercourse.
So since then, one of the main aspects of artificial genetic evolution through gene serums has been to slowly modify the biology of the Eternal Universe’s pure humans so that the females could enter the state of orgasm through insemination, along with the normal ways to reach climax.
Currently, Beatrice was undergoing an ideal form of this compared to the average human woman because both her stats and Dante’s were far higher than average, meaning that the quality and intensity of the experience was extremely different.
Even someone as powerful as Beatrice was rendered completely inert and helpless under the sensation. Once Dante understood the ins and outs of the matter, he sighed with relief internally and felt that Lukram Zarc was a brilliant fellow.
With women able to archive orgasm through ‘creampies’, men would have a lot of their worries abated when spending intimate time with their partners. As for pregnancy, if they could artificially modify their genes so it should be obvious enough that it could be prevented with ease.
Dante was told that this might take a while so he went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, Beatrice was curled up like a baby, sleeping soundly. According to the feedback from her AI chip, the mental stimulation had been too strong and ended up tiring her out.
Dante couldn’t help but feel a little proud. At first, his ego had been almost shattered by the fact that he, for the first time in his entire life since he traveled to the Eternal Universe, had to go all out with his full power just to qualify to have sex with her.
Now that the end result was his babe completely tuckered out while he still had some residual energy left, he could lie to himself that he was powerful and almighty, even defeating the arguably strongest woman in the universe currently.
Dante wiped himself down and came to lie beside Beatrice, gently stroking her hair as she slept. She moved closer into his embrace and the two found themselves feeling at peace. Dante soon join Beatrice in dreamland as his energy was low and he was truly tired. .
Beatrice later woke up and smiled as she saw the sleeping Dante, gently caressing his face. She then went to wash herself up before coming back to lie down and play with her holotab in silent mode so as to not disturb him.
The duo then spent the week together, either having sex like newlyweds, lying together or watching stuff together. Dante finally got a look at Beatrice’s interested and was it surprising she liked dark humor content?
Beatrice was initially worried that Dante would not like such things, but was amused when he found them more funny than she did. After all, everyone in the modern day liked dark humor to an extent, even the virtuous ones.
It was just a matter of how dark you liked your humor and whether it surpassed an African during the night.
A week passed without Dante training or even checking up on his conquest in the home universe. As for his parents, they still had some time to go on their modification while he did not put much stock in Aisha’s task.
It would be fine if she could capture some superpower users for him so that he could use his eyes to give them backstories that would guarantee their loyalty because subordinate chips clearly could not be trusted.
Then he could use mutant cores to raise them to the C grade and establish a competent superpower force.
Dante told Beatrice about his progress, plans and ideas over the week, finally revealing that he caught Jameson and obtained the resurrection resource. Beatrice’s eyes filled with excitement as she begged to see it and Dante showed her the sealed nirvana fire of a phoenix.
Beatrice held it with a solemn gaze, knowing that this thing was going to secure her mother’s rebirth. She took a deep breath and became quiet, communicating with her father through the quantum network.
When she was done, she turned to Dante and smiled. “My dad can’t wait any longer. Not only does he want to see you, but he also wants to bring mom back asap.”
Dante nodded with understanding. If – God forbid – he ever lost Beatrice and knew he could bring her back, he wouldn’t be able to wait one second longer because it would be torture to do so.
The dreadnought that had been idle in space finally began to move as Beatrice punching in the coordinates and they entered hyperspace. Dante saw the familiar mesmerizing colors but he noticed that his eyes automatically began to swirl in response to them.
This shocked him until he remembered that ‘test of the universe’ thing which caused all sentients beings to hallucinate once they entered this space. If they could not wake up from the process, they would eventually faded away and merge into the consciousness of the universe itself.
However, once you passed it, you would become immunized from all further attempts. However, Dante’s eyes seemed to be mimicking the confusing patterns of this space, and he found himself rooted to the spot, unable to tear his eyes away.
Beatrice was initially worried and about to interrupt him, because she thought Dante might be undergoing something dangerous, but his chip quickly reported to hers that he was fine for now.
This surprised her and she glanced at Dante who was seemingly in a trance. She couldn’t help but look at his eyes and almost get caught within, but her tyrannical SDI prevented her from falling into the abyss.
She became frightened and did not dare to look anymore. She did not know what exactly was going on with Dante, but whatever the case was, his eyes would not be the same after this experience.
By the time they came out of hyperspace, Dante was still in a trance that did not seem like it would end any time soon. Beatrice could only haul him over to a shuttle that left he dreadnought which remained hovering in space due to its size while slowly descending upon a group of planes which were covered with domes.
From the window of the ship, one could see that there was a lot of activity on all of the planes except one which was relatively quiet and smaller. It also happened to sit at the center of all these larger planes and had an air of royalty as well as valor in it.