lust bound: The prostitute rank up system.-Chapter 133:Taboo(18+)

As if triggered by her sister’s orgasm, Stephanie tightened around Alaric’s cock as she came, her juices pouring out of her hole.

Alaric didn’t stop he lifted her and placed her beside her sister. He removed the dildo from Stacey and pushed it into Stephanie who was still recovering from her orgasm.

He thrust into Stacey. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrusted into her.

Stephanie came and held her sister’s hand as they both moaned as they looked up at Alaric.

"Have you guys ever kissed each other?" he asked them.

" Too far," Stephanie answered.

They shook their heads. That had not been what he had expected. Since they clearly share men he had thought they would have done all of that.

Alaric smiled evilly. He was going to hell for this.

"How about you try it," he said softly. He leaned over and kissed Stacey before turning to Stephanie and kissing her.

"You’ve already shared spit, haven’t you? It’s not really bad. Look you’re sharing the same cock already, all your juices are mixed inside you. It can’t get any worse than that," he tried to convince them.

They were probably trying to keep those small morals intact. It was that stupid logic of it’s not that serious until you kiss.

You can have sex but not kiss and it makes it better. It mainly focused on emotions rather than the act itself.

He wanted to pierce through that paper wall. They were already incestuous, it won’t hurt to put the nail in the coffin.

Stephanie and Stacey looked at each other. It felt wrong but Alaric’s voice was just too convincing. Stephanie sighed and leaned over and kissed her sister’s lips. They were softer than she had imagined. Stacey was the first girl she had kissed. They both knew what they were doing was terribly wrong but Alaric’s voice was just too hypnotic for them to ignore the temptation.

Alaric felt like cumming the moment their lips touched. It was a sight to behold. Seeing it and imagining it were different.

Guess I’ve signed my ticket to hell, he thought amusingly.

He was gradually leading every girl he had slept with a stray slowly by slowly and he was loving every second of it.

"Guess we’re going to be here for a long time," he said to the kissing girls and doubled his efforts.

.....

"We’ll come back next time," Stephanie said as she got into their car. The sun was almost setting and it cast an orange hue across the estate.

" I’ll be waiting," Alaric said and moved back.

He walked back to the brothel.

"How have you been doing?" he asked Kael who was at the door.

He smiled.

" I’ve been doing really well, thanks to you."

" Aah, you leveled up your a B class now. Congratulations."

Alaric patted his shoulders.

He was genuinely happy for him. Every increase is a milestone crossed.

"Yes, it’s thanks to you."

" Really, that makes me happy. Seeing your growth brings back memories."

Kael had changed and grown more confident. He couldn’t even find the broken man he had taken pity on and employed.

"The last awakener stone helped me a lot, thank you."

He bowed his head to Alaric.

" You worked hard for that, it’s part of your dues. Okay, I’m going back inside, take care, and don’t let the mosquitoes bite too much."

He chuckled at his own joke.

He went directly to the basement and took the remaining A-class stones and ten B-class stones.

After being beaten, he wanted to advance to the A class directly. He just hoped his estimate was right.

" I won’t be coming down tonight. If anyone asks for me, I’m not there."

James nodded.

Alaric closed the door behind him and sat on the bed the awakener stones around him.

He entered the training space.

"Hope this works out."

He crossed his fingers.

He started to absorb the B-class stones.

(+65 stamina, +50spiritual,+10 charm)

(+60vitality, +75 spiritual,+10 charm)

(+65 stamina, +51 spiritual,+10 charm)

(+40 stamina, +60 spiritual,+10 charm)

(+40vitality, + 50spiritual,+10 charm)

(+40 stamina, +45spiritual,+9charm)

(+45vitality, +80spiritual,+10 charm)

(+35vitality, +89spiritual,+10 charm)

(+80 vitality, +30spiritual,+8charm)

He could feel the magic in his core grow with every absorption but it wasn’t enough. He knew he needed more than that.

He moved to the four A-class stones. He was almost at the threshold but he hoped the four stones would help him past the barrier.

He took the first one to absorb; he could feel the power grow, but it was too little. He could feel it sink into his magic core. The changes were minimal but better than the B-class stones.

(+90stamina, +70spiritual,+10 charm)

He took the next one and began absorbing it until it turned to dust. He didn’t stop he picked the third one. This time he could feel his core filling up fast as he absorbed the stone.

The power flowing in his body was like a gush of water but it stopped just as it touched the threshold.

(+100 stamina, +90spiritual,+10 charm)

(+92 stamina, +70 spiritual,+10 charm)

He didn’t stop, he picked the next stone.

The moment the power entered his core, it started to vibrate. He could physically feel it he was almost there. The stone in his hands turned to dust.

Alaric held his breath as he watched the core vibrate, he directed the released power from the core and into his body.

The core shook for a while before cracks started to appear. It burst after the crack became too much, and power flooded into his body as the core started to reform.

(+100 stamina, +100spiritual,+10 charm)

"A class, just barely," he murmured to himself.

The core was larger than the last ones. Alaric could feel the power that had been poured into his body. It had naturally molded his body, and he could feel the power of an A-class.

It was massive. He could now understand the difference between an A class and a B class. He began to wonder what being an S class would feel like.

He stood up and stretched.

"Time for some training, I’ve got to adapt."

....

" I want to register as an A class."

" Are you taking drugs son?" Jezebel’s grandfather asked him.

Alaric looked at the man suspiciously, he was acting out of the ordinary again.

" Why would you think that?" He asked him.

"Your growth is a bit too fast ."

" It’s money, as long as you have enough money you can buy power."

The old man chuckled.

"All my grandchildren would all be S class then," he said dismissively.

Alaric leaned over as if he were telling a secret.

" Talent too."

The man burst into laughter.

" Are you saying my grandchildren aren’t talented?"

" No, I didn’t mean to offend you by what I said. Jezebel is leveling up fast. She’s a talent among talent."

The old man nodded.

" True. Just go to the room you went to last time... I almost forgot, you should come for your share of spiritual crystals. "

Alaric nodded.

" When? "

" After your application, I’ll take you to my son’s home. They wanted to meet the young man who helped Jezebel bring home wealth. "

Alaric swallowed. That wasn’t in the script.

" I will thank you."

He didn’t want to go at all. Nothing good ever comes from meeting parents.

He walked to the examination area and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

He entered expecting to see his former examiner, Jezebel’s professor, but it was someone entirely new.

" Place your hand on the crystal, " the man inside said nonchalantly.

Alaric placed his hand on it and released his mana. The crystal started to change colors until it settled on red.

The man sat up the moment he saw the results.

"You’re an A class?"

Alaric nodded.

"What’s your name?"

"Alaric Theron."

"Aah, do you have a guild?"

"Can I get my card. I didn’t come here for small talk. You weren’t willing to earlier in the first place."

" Rude."

The man stood up, went to process his card, and handed it to him. Alaric took the card and left without saying goodbye.

In the hallway, he stopped. He was genuinely scared to meet Jezebel’s family.

Why would he be happy when they were honestly thanking him while he bent over their daughter? Jezebel seems to be the family jewel by the way she described how overprotective her parents and her brother were.

He squared his shoulders and walked to the old man’s booth. He wasn’t there. Alaric hoped he had left.

"Ready to go," the man tapped his shoulder.

No.

"Yes, I want to see who raised Jezebel."

The man nodded and walked to the exit.

A car pulled up at the entrance the moment they stepped outside. Two guards appeared from the car that was following behind the first car.

They opened the door for them.

Alaric hesitated.

"Get in."

God help me.