The Third Prince Of Darkness

A week later -

Roxanne's screams were music to my ears as I gently caressed her breasts. Roxanne was back to her original self after a long time. I was able to re-enter her slightly green dark hair and her beautiful emerald eyes. Until now, she had been living in the academy in disguise with white hair and red eyes, but tonight she was back to her old self for me.

Roxanne's seductive moans continued to echo around the room as I thrust hard into her. Even though we had made love hundreds of times, it still felt as good as if it was our first time. The sensation of Roxanne's tight vagina was really extraordinary.

"Ahhh-ahhhhhh!"

Roxanne wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her and hugged me tightly. It was as if she didn't want to let me go, but considering that I was leaving the academy tomorrow, she was quite right in this reaction. I looked at Ellera, who was lying on an armchair in a corner of the room, but she closed her eyes from exhaustion. I had been sex with the two of them all day long and the two of them were changing their places in shifts as if they had agreed with each other.

I never thought Roxanne would ever agree to have another woman in our bedroom, but considering the situation we were in, it was quite reasonable.

"Ahhhh...Ethan... Tell me you love me.... Ahhhh," Roxanne continued to moan.

"...I love you, Roxanne"

After these words, Roxanne pulled me to her with the help of her arms and started kissing me passionately. She even bit my lips at one point and this seemed to show how much she wanted me. Her hands were running along my back and she seemed to be trying to hold me tighter with her nails.

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"MHMMMMMMMMM!"

As Roxanne continued to kiss me, I felt something pushing on my penis and I pulled out my penis and made Roxanne squirt. Roxanne shuddered and poured out a handful of nectar, making the already wet bed even wetter. The bed was now unusable, but since we were already in the bedroom of the unity building, this was not a problem. While Roxanne was still trembling, I entered her again hard and started to root her to the deepest parts.

I was now reaching my limit and without wasting any time; I pierced Roxanne's cervix and emptied the entire sperm reservoir into her deepest part. The ejaculation lasted longer than usual and I ejaculated quite a lot, but that's why I started to feel a little tired at the end. Roxanne was still wrapping her legs around my waist, as if she wasn't allowing me to leave. Instead of resisting and trying to get away, I wrapped my arms around her waist, turned her around, and shifted our positions so that her head was resting on my shoulder. The moment my back touched the wet bed, I could feel the result of hours of effort.

"Ethan... This time, I don't want to drink Choun tea... Please, this time... At least, let me carry your child this time," Roxanne suddenly said, after a while

When I lowered my head and looked at her, I saw the tears slowly falling from her eyes. I reached out to wipe them away, but as I did, more tears began to fall.

"Everyone knows we're together, and war is coming soon. That's why this is very dangerous, Roxanne..." I said, but Roxanne held my hands tightly on her face, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Ethan... At least, after you leave, I want to have a reason to smile... Please... I feel like I'm going to lose my mind when you go to war... So, let me give you a child... Let me fulfill my dream in this life, the one I still haven't been able to achieve."

The tears in Roxanne's eyes temporarily left me completely defenseless. I was someone who would do anything to protect her, but right now, as she begged me vulnerably right in front of me, saying no to her felt harder than climbing a mountain. I felt the trembling of her fingers that tightly held my hands. As the tears rolled down her cheeks, her lips quivered slightly.

"Roxanne," I said slowly, taking a deep breath. "I have to go to this war. To protect you and everything that could threaten you. But a child... It's not just a burden you would carry. If I'm not here..." I paused, the words got stuck in my throat. "If something happens to you, I won't be able to forgive myself."

At that moment, Roxanne lifted her hands from my hands and placed them on my face. I felt the warmth of her palms, her touch like a tether that grounded me to reality.

"Ethan, I'm not afraid. I can face anything for you. But a world without you feels so... so cold," she said. Her voice was shaky, but determined. "Knowing that I'll carry a part of you after you go to war will give me a reason to live."

Her words settled in my chest like a weight. In a life full of wars, victories, and losses, the thought of giving her this happiness was both terrifying and incredibly tempting. Roxanne was still looking at me, and the hope in her eyes was breaking through me.

I took a deep breath. I wrapped my arms around her waist a little tighter and pulled her closer to me. The words coming to my lips were as heavy as an oath.

"Alright, Roxanne," I said in a soft voice. "But I have one condition. You must promise me you'll do everything to protect yourself and our child. You must be strong, even if I'm not here."

Her eyes filled with tears again, but this time, the tears seemed to fall with joy. A smile mixed with a sob escaped her lips. "I promise, Ethan. I promise..."

Roxanne buried her head in my chest, unable to hold back her tears, while I turned to look at Ellera, who was lying on the couch. She had a small smile on her lips, showing that she was secretly listening to us. I could tell she was pretending to sleep, probably wanting to give us some space. I realise now that I didn't really understand how perfect all the women next to me were.

They were probably perfect women who would be loved for a lifetime if any man had them in his life, but they all loved me enough to want to be with me at the same time. Maybe after this war, I thought I should show them even more attention than I do now. Fortunately, during this week, I had spent time with Kayle, Evangeline, and Catherine, in addition to Roxanne and Ellera. I had even spent some time with Limahlat... Well, it would be more accurate to say we had fight more, but in the end, I realized that even Limahlat was extremely sincere in her feelings... Though there were some issues with how she expressed them.

With these thoughts, my eyes closed, and the fatigue of the day made me fall asleep immediately.

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The next day, when I woke up, I was in another bedroom in the barracks. They had moved me to a different room last night, and even though this was forbidden at the academy, they didn't seem to hesitate in facing punishment. Right now, on both sides of me were Roxanne, Ellera, Kayle, and, interestingly, Evangeline.

Evangeline's usual hardness had softened while she was asleep, replaced by a peaceful expression. I stared at her for a few seconds. Although she always prioritized her strength and willpower, sometimes she seemed like an ordinary person. Kayle was silently sleeping with his arms crossed over his chest, his head tilted slightly to the side. The sweet but determined expression on his face reminded me of his fierce abilities in combat.

Roxanne was tightly holding me, her head resting on my shoulder. Her eyes were closed, but the peaceful expression on her face clearly showed how happy and safe she felt. Ellera, on the other hand, was lying a little more distantly. Her eyelids were twitching slightly, as if she were in the middle of a dream. Seeing her in such a vulnerable state awakened a different feeling of tenderness inside me.

When I turned my head, I noticed that Evangeline was a little closer to me. She was lying comfortably, not far from Ellera, but still within reach. Over the past few days, our bond had deepened. Despite her strong and tough exterior, the connection we had formed had allowed me to see her softer side.

I looked at all of them, still sleeping with sincere smiles. But it was time to wake up, so I tried to get out of bed slowly without waking anyone. After putting on a few clothes, I started walking through the corridors of the unity building. When a scent reached my nose, I headed toward the kitchen. There, I think I saw one of the most shocking sights of my life.

Limahlat was trying to cook something while wearing an apron tied around her waist, and right next to her, Catherine was watching with a mixed expression of curiosity and fear. As I watched this scene, I genuinely wondered how they had ended up in such a situation.