Apocalypse with my SSS Harem Beauties-Chapter 191: Heat

Seraphina’s lips curved into a slow confident smirk. The kind of smile that carried both amusement and superiority.

She clearly enjoyed the reaction she saw in Myles’ eyes. She took the slight widening and the momentary pause all in as if it confirmed something she had already believed.

She stepped forward without hesitation.

Each step felt deliberate and controlled. The faint crimson glow around them seemed to respond to her presence. The warmth in the air intensified slightly as she closed the distance.

Myles felt the heat brushed against his skin clearly when she came closer. But it didn’t burn. It wrapped around him instead, steady and comforting, like standing near a calm fire on a cold night.

He didn’t move. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

His eyes stayed on her as she approached, looking in every detail now that she was closer.

Her face held a sharp, refined beauty that stood out even more under the dim red light. A defined nose, smooth skin with a slightly tanned tone, and eyes that shone with a bright brown clarity that felt almost piercing.

That constant smile lingered on her lips. Not warm or kind, but confident. It carried the sense that she stood above him, looking down... yet somehow, it only made her presence more hot.

"So you’re the one who got the Seed?" Seraphina asked, her voice smooth but edged with curiosity as her gaze moved over him, measuring him without restraint.

Myles sighed quietly, pulling himself fully back to focus.

"I think so." His answer came simple and direct. There was no point denying it. He knows that Lilian had already told her about these things.

Seraphina tilted her head slightly. Her eyes narrowed just a bit as she continued to study him.

"You don’t look like you do." She paused for a fraction of a second before adding bluntly, "You look weak."

Myles’ eyes narrowed in response. He didn’t react emotionally but the judgment was clear.

"She’s so blunt..." he thought. "And she didn’t bother hiding it."

It didn’t anger him but he could already tell that he, or anyone who was dealing with her wouldn’t be easy.

Before the moment could stretch further, Lilian stepped forward, her presence slipping naturally between them.

"He has potential," Lilian said calmly. "More than you think. The Seed inside him can awaken far beyond what we’ve seen before."

She looked at Seraphina, and for a moment, something unspoken passed between them. A shared understanding. Or perhaps an agreement already made.

"He won’t disappoint," Lilian added.

Seraphina held her gaze for a second longer, then gave a small, dismissive shrug.

"If you say so."

But even without words, Myles could feel the doubt remaining. The skepticism hadn’t disappeared.

Then Seraphina’s attention returned fully to him.

"Fine." She stepped closer again, closing the gap between them. "Then I’ll work with you through this Etherfall. I’ll lend you my power and make sure you become strong enough to be worth it."

Myles didn’t hesitate this time. "Sure."

His answer came easily, almost casually.

"There’s always a price," he thought. "Same as before."

Lilian hadn’t helped him for free either. None of this came without strings attached. But that didn’t matter right now.

He needed strength. Everything else could wait.

Seraphina’s smile deepened slightly at his answer. Then she stepped even closer.

The distance between them disappeared until only inches remained.

Myles felt her presence fully now. The warmth, the faint heat radiating from her body, the subtle scent in her breath as she leaned in. It was unfamiliar but pleasant. It pulled at his senses in a way that made his focus tighten rather than break.

"So..." she murmured softly, her voice dropping just enough to carry a different weight. "You know what we have to do, right?"

Myles swallowed unconsciously.

The memory surfaced instantly. That rooftop with Lilian. The way power had been transferred through sex.

His heartbeat slowed, but his awareness sharpened.

"So it will be the same?"

Seraphina didn’t pull back. Instead, she leaned in even closer. Close enough that Myles could feel the warmth of her breath brushing lightly against his skin.

That same confident smile remained on her lips but now it changed into something more deliberate and dangerous. Her eyes held his eyes, steady and knowing, as if she had already decided how this would unfold.

"I should tell you something first," she said softly, her voice smooth and seductive. "I’m the kind of woman who prefers to take control."

The words settled between them.

Myles swallowed. He didn’t answer. Not because he disagreed but because he genuinely didn’t know what to say.

"Yeah... I figured," he thought, keeping his expression steady even as the tension in the air thickened.

Seraphina seemed to notice his silence and it only made her smile deepen.

She moved again, but this time slower.

Her hand lifted slightly, brushing lightly against his shoulder as she leaned in.

Then, without warning, she pressed a soft kiss against his cheek. The contact was brief, but the warmth lingered.

"So..." she murmured near his ear, her tone turning more playful and more teasing. "What exactly did you and Lilian do?"

Myles exhaled quietly, forcing himself to stay composed. His gaze flicked briefly toward Lilian but she didn’t interrupt.

"We... we did a lot of things," he said honestly. Then his eyes returned to Seraphina. "But it’s never really enough, is it?"

For a split second, silence held.

Then Seraphina laughed.

It wasn’t loud. It was soft, amused, and strangely pleased.

"I like you already," she said, her eyes narrowing slightly with interest. "You’re honest. Lust is the most honest thing there is. People lie about everything else... but not that."

Before Myles could respond, she closed the distance completely.

Her hand slid lightly along his jaw, guiding his face just enough and then kissed him.

The kiss started slowly. Myles felt her warm and firm lips.

But it didn’t stay that way.

Within seconds, it deepened.

The heat surrounding them seemed to surge as their lips pressed closer more insistently.

Seraphina didn’t hesitate. She moved with certainty and control, pulling him into the kiss as if she had already claimed the moment for herself.

Myles felt the intensity and confidence in the way she led without giving him time to think.

His breath caught slightly as the kiss grew more intense.

Their lips moved together, the contact deepening as the space between them disappeared completely. Their tongues met.

The warmth from her body, the heat in the air, everything blended into a single overwhelming sensation that pressed against his senses.

Myles let himself respond by matching the intensity.

Their lips stayed locked as the kiss deepened. Their breaths mixed, as the moment stretched longer than either of them intended.

Seraphina didn’t slow down. Instead, she moved with control, guiding everything without asking.

Her hand found his hand and pulled it upward, pressing it firmly against her boobs.

Myles had his eyes closed. He didn’t notice when her golden top slipped away. He only felt softness beneath his palm.

Instinct took over.

He tightened his grip slightly, fingers pressing into her boob without hesitation.

He understood what she wanted. There was no awkwardness. Only response.

The kiss finally broke.

A thin breath escaped between them as Seraphina pulled back just enough to look at him. Her eyes seemed brighter with a clear and burning lust.

For a moment it almost looked like that intensity itself made them glow.

"You’ve already raised your stats," she said, her voice low but laced with satisfaction. "So you should have plenty of stamina, right?"

"Yes," Myles answered simply, his voice steady despite the heat building in his body.

Seraphina laughed softly. It wasn’t mocking but pleased.

"That’s good," she said. "Because you’re going to need it tonight."

Myles glanced to the side.

Lilian stood a short distance away while watching quietly. A faint smile rested on her lips. Her gaze was calm and amused, as if she was observing something she had already expected to happen.

Like a spectator enjoying a familiar scene.

Myles looked away again.

There was no embarrassment or hesitation left even when he was being watched.

Seraphina moved again.

Her hands reached his shirt, pulling it off in one smooth motion, exposing his chest to the heated air.

The temperature around them made every sensation more defined.

She leaned in without pause.

Her lips brushed against his chest. She traced upward from his chest, pressing kisses along his skin, then his nipples, lingering just enough to leave warmth behind.

When she reached his neck, she didn’t hold back.

Her lips pressed harder, marking him with visible red traces that stood out against his skin. The sensation pulled a low sound from him before he could stop it.

Myles let out a quiet breath, his body responding instinctively to every movement she made.

Seraphina didn’t stop. She licked his ears with her long tongue.

Myles felt the tingling pleasant sensation that made him harder.

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