*Knock. Knock*

“Eres?” A masculine voice sounded from inside the room.

“Yes, Lord Husband.” The pink eyed woman was standing before the door, wearing nothing but lingerie.

The hooded Irene was standing a little bit away from the door, her back pressed against the wall.

*Click*

The door opened. A middle aged man with maroon hair was standing before the concubine, his eyes scanned the half naked woman from top to bottom. “What?”

“Lord Husband, sister Nila is not feeling well. She has been fingering herself nonstop for an hour now.” Her tone was seductive, which belied her eyes that betrayed worry.

The man smirked and turned back. “I will be back in a few hours. You can keep absorbing.”

“Hmph!” A cold snort resounded from inside.

But the man ignored it and grabbed the pink eyes woman’s butt. “Let’s go.”

She smiled, snuggled closer to him and led him away from the room, and Irene.

As soon as they left the scene, Irene inched closer to the door.

Ten. Nine. Eight… a icy blue circle manifested before her palm.

******

Count Carson walked close to his concubine. His hand was already inside the pink eyes woman’s panties, kneading her ass.

When he got close to the room, the sound of moans entered his ears. The door was half open.

He did not waste any time and pushed the door full open. But what met his sight, shook his very core.

His concubine was on all fours on the bed. A hooded figure was behind her, pulling her hair hard and pounding her. She moaned in rhythm with his strokes. Her eyes which betrayed ecstasy met his.

He wanted to shout and leap forward, but before he could, he suddenly sensed the magic signature of his wife disappeared. Panic struck his heard, and so did a menacing aura. His whole body was frozen from the pressure. Neither could he move a muscle, nor could he let out a sound.

He could only watch another man ** his woman.

Adrian turned to Eres. “Join us. Or, they will die as well.”

The pink eyed woman gave her husband an apologising look before joining them on the bed.

Adrian dumped his hot load inside the concubine.

“Aaaaah…” She rolled back her eyes and slumped to the ground.

“Get up.” He spanked her hard on the butt and took out his dick from her pussy. His fluids oozed out from her cunt.

The woman sat down on her butt.

He turned to Eres. “Clean her.”

She nodded and positioned herself before her fellow concubine. She arched forward and began to lick his semen off her gaping vagina.

Adrian positioned himself behind the eating woman and pulled down her wet panties. He gave her a light span on her buttocks and penetrated into her moist cave with his erection.

“Aaaah…” She moaned, but did not stop taking the deliciousness before her in.

He began to ravage the Count’s second concubine in front of him.

The man could not even move his jaws to either clench his teeth or bite his lips. Heck! He could not even get an erection. All he could do was watch his women getting **ed by another man with red eyes. But what concerned him more was the loss of his wife’s energy signature.

Adrian did not have enough time. So, he decided to ejaculate and take back his penis. He pulled up his pants and got down from the bed.

“Don’t be greedy, share it.”

Eres, whose whole body was heated up from the previous session nodded. She smiled at the other woman and scissored her legs with Nila’s. Both of their sticky pussies kissed.

The pink eyed Eres had some of his semen stored in her mouth. She did not waste any time and pushed her lips onto Nila’s and locked themselves in a wild kiss. They began to share his ejaculation with their intertwining tongues. They wrapped their arms around each other, squeezing their breasts and began to grind their slimy vulvas together.

Adrian gave one last glance at them before moving towards the still standing Count. He removed his hood, revealing his abyssal eyes.

Adrian Darkheart!? The man shouted in his mind.

Adrian stood a foot away from the man and locked his eyes into the brown eyes of the Count.

The man felt as if his mind, memory, soul- everything were being sucked into those dual black holes. But soon, the feeling disappeared and everything returned to normal.

“As I expected- the locking mechanism is extremely complex.” He muttered, but a smile surfaced on his face. “But thankfully, the previous Count has already given up his responsibility.”

He turned back. The concubines were still locked in the wild play. It seemed that they were not letting go of each other anytime soon- if they could do it that is.

He walked past the Count and went out of the room.

Irene was waiting outside.

“Good job.” He said. “I will wait in front of the mechanism. You know what to do. The Count and Countess are enough.”

Irene nodded. A small icy blue coloured magic circle formed a over her palm as while she walked into the room.

He smiled, put back his hood on and returned to the corner room where the complex circle was at.

A couple of minutes later, Irene returned. She was carrying four long blocks of ice. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that there were four arms, cut from the elbows locked inside them. Two of them were slender and smooth, while two others were broad and rough.

“Unfreeze them. Just keep the blood locked.” Adrian said.

She obliged. In a matter of moments, the ice turned into mist. But the blood remain coagulated.

He took the two rougher arms for himself. “Give me your hand.”

He clenched the two slender arms under her armpit and reached out her other hand.

He touched her smooth forearm, and injected magical energy into it. They flowed to her palm and formed a pattern. “Can you do it?”

She inclined.