Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Zayda frowned.

Ever since she had been a voyeur whether to the knowledge of those she watched or not, she had never felt shame— until now.

The fact that Evian had done nothing to convince her to change her mind after she decided to stay away and she had made the decision to overturn said decision all on her own because she was addicted to the sight of his amorous activities made her feel shame.

Alas, she was now here and felt it would only be worse if she turned away.

Meanwhile, after his address of Zayda's presence, Evian had taken his attention away from her and returned it to the two ladies in his clutches.

Today was the day of Zayda's submission to the feelings that had been building within her for weeks but since things had already gone according to plan this much, Evian knew the less attention he paid to Zayda at the moment, the more likely the chances of his success were.

This situation had elements that would not be possible on Earth and for the him of the past but the fundamentals were the same and Evian had those in spades.

While the duo of Ember and Carleine locked their limbs around his body and humped their centers against him, they successfully shifted his robe apart and the fastest of the two quickly seized possession of Evian's rod.

Carleine stroked hard and fast causing friction of such a level that would cause a lesser man to groan in pain or strive to get away but on account of Evian's heightened physical defense that surpassed Carleine's strength as well as his intense disposition to debauchery, the sensation only translated to pleasure to him and even caused his hips to rise involuntary and push his organ even further within the confines of the lady's grip that struggled to cover even half of the near-scary length.

Ember, jealous of being bested in the race to Evian's rod stretched a hand down to grab the upper part of the organ— A region Carleine's grip had left untended.

The two restricted each other's strokes and so they began clockwise and anti-clockwise rotations of the rod and grinned when it reacted joyously to their machinations.

Ember was so engrossed in her treatment of Evian's rod that she took her lips off his and began to make her way down to the head that gleamed with the signs of pre-cum release.

Carleine saw an opportunity and took it. She shrugged off her robe, pressed her breasts against Evian's body, and as he felt that softness, Evian raised a hand to grab a handful of her hair and keep her face against his while stretching his other hand toward the rise of her asscheeks.

Grabbing and squeezing to his delights even while a tongue stretched and started its hearty exploration of the hole at the top of his cock… An undoubtable erogenous zone which when licked and sucked caused a moan to leak out of Evian's mouth— A moan that was muffled by his ongoing kiss with Carleine.

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Speaking of Kisses, Evian's hands went from squeezing the soft flesh of her ass to finding the entry of her clenching pussy so he could tease and get a few fingers in to examine just how wet it had become.

The volume of Carleine's delighted discharge continued to rise until it was leaking from the confines of her center and out onto Evian's body.

"~Mmmnghhhh~"

Carleine took her lips off Evian's and began to inch up until she had guided one of her breasts toward his mouth.

No words were spoken…

No words were needed…

Evian knew her desire and he made it happen by taking a nipple into his mouth to be sucked as hard as he could and while he sucked, he let his tongue run wild on his languish lick. From sucking came biting and as he gripped that tiny reactive nub between his two rows of perfect teeth and bit down, Evian did not forget to continue the ongoing movement of his tongue.

Aroused as he was, his rod, already hard with veins so prominently evident along its length and girth, flexed in Ember's hold.

Now that Carleine had let the rod go in her desire to seek Evian's personal touches to specific pleasure zones on her aroused, sexy body, Ember had it all to herself and had already begun to treat it however she pleased with specifics directed towards hers and Evian's pleasure.

With her fiery red hair forming a curtain around her head, Ember began her fellation with skills that continued to grow and currently appeared to have no ceiling most especially due to her consistent ingenuity in the act.

It was while she was having her fun and testing the limit of her gag reflexes with her attempts to push the organ slowly down her gullet that it flexed. It was only now that Ember raised her head to see what Carleine was currently up to.

She saw Evian's strong arms flexing as they took great care to touch Carleine's body and although, at first she felt jealousy rearing its ugly head, she grinned when that feeling changed into Elation.

It just so happened she had an itch she wished to scratch and no matter how extensive the pleasure Carleine received from Evian's hands, she would still seek the ultimate pleasure totem the redhead currently had in her grasp.

'I'm winning,' she said happily.

Alas, Evian had other plans.

In the space of a second, he pulled himself free of Carleine's body and gently laid Ember to the side while he raised himself on the bed to confirm a sight he had sensed even while his attention had been focused elsewhere.

"Wait," Evian told the duo of Carleine and Ember gently.

For those two, tonight was meant to be a ritual of sorts for the first-ever impartation of his unique Seal so it would have to wait, regardless of the anguish they were currently feeling for not having been allowed to finish.

Zayda had never left the spot she stood at when she entered the room and due to the conflicting feelings and emotions rushing through her, she could not even enjoy the sight before her. She had even shut her eyes and missed the last part of the recent development only to open them, startled, when hands were placed on her shoulders.

"What—" she started to say but Evian, who was now behind her, had no interest in any potentially long tirade.

His activities with Ember and Carleine had been to set the mood and considering how Zayda's face was flushed and her body shook gently to his touch, Evian guessed that had been a success.

"Shhh," he started to shut down Zayda's resistance, "Why are you here?"

"I-I don't know."

'This is dangerous!' Zayda yelled in her mind, 'I can't move!'

As malicious as she made it sound, Evian had nothing to do with her inability to move— At least not directly. He was only at the peak of the Wraith Noble Level of Decadence (Equivalent of the Fourth Order and Fourth Circle) so his strength and Eldritch energy could not pin Sixth Order Zayda down against her will.

"Oh, but I think you do," Evian said with his lips close to her ear, his breath blowing lightly over her face and heightening the desire to submit that she was barely staving off as is.

"I really don't," Zayda struggled to say.

"Hmm," Evian started while his hands went from Zayda's shoulders to her arms, "Are you here to watch? Are you here to participate or perhaps… Are you here to again question my ulterior motives?"

"Ha," Zayda let out as her eyes widened at the lifeline Evian had just told her, "Yes. The days of our 'break' are quickly running to a close and we'll once again be at the service of the Martial Temple.

You have been handed your Insignia as a member of the Temple and your clutches and influence over my journey to become a Templar Knight are sinking deeper. I must be vigilant and I must- I will cut off anything that could prove an obstacle to my goal."

'Yes,' Zayda said in her head, 'This is all plausible. This makes sense.

But— Why can I still not move?

Why is my skin burning wherever his hands happen to touch?'

Evian smiled. He was not privy to the thoughts in her head but he knew why her tongue had so quickly loosened.

"Then do it," he said, "I will likely implicate you in the future. And you can already feel it— I've become stronger and will one day become an existence that surpasses your strength.

I'm sure you can also feel that the longer we spend together and the longer you are privy to my activities, the lower your defenses to me become.

I'm dangerous.

This is your chance. Kill me.

Or at least cast me out of your Squad!"

Seconds ticked by…

Ember and Carleine watched in stunned silence. Their dissatisfaction at the impromptu end to their session with Evian already waning in the face of the recent intense development.

Meanwhile, Evian appeared calm.

He would not have dared try this while they were at Kalkao or even earlier this week but he had taken his time… He had observed and he knew Zayda would not strike him down…

But then…

… Something changed in Zayda's previously clouding-over eyes…

*Dash*

She moved her body for the first time since Evian touched her. Her sword flashed as she called it out of her Spatial ring and stabbed out…

Ember and Carleine gasped.

*Sksh*

… And The sword cut through flesh.