lust bound: The prostitute rank up system.-Chapter 139:A class(+18)
Samantha spread her legs wider and rubbed his gland softly on her wet pussy, enjoying the skin-to-skin contact. She then pushed his cock into her hole slowly.
Alaric followed her head and lowered his hips until he was fully inside of her. He could feel the tightness and heat that was inside of her. It was magical.
Alaric held her waist and pushed his body down thrusting into her again and again. The skin-to-skin contact of their genitals was just erotic; he could feel his blood boiling, rushing to his penis.
His hands came and wrapped around her neck preventing her from moving as he thrusted inside of her.
"Harder...aah..mmmh," she moaned loudly as she moved her hips to meet him in between.
Her hands wrapped around his neck as she moaned against his ear calling out his name.
"You’re so fucking hot.....tight," he whispered into her ears. She tightened around him even more in responseto his praise.
A few minutes later she quivered her insides tightening around him.
Alaric pulled out of her as she started to orgasm. Her juices squirted out soaking the bedsheets below. Alaric rubbed his penis and cummed on her stomach.
"This should be enough for today," Alaric said and lay down beside her. He took the discarded towel and wiped his cum from her stomach.
"I want to cuddle," she said sweetly.
Alaric lay down and opened his arm. She climbed into his arms and lay on his chest.
"I thought we’d be going at it the whole night," she said jokingly.
Alaric laughed out loud.
"This is your parents’ home, gotta be a bit reserved."
Samantha chuckled and caught his cheeks between her hands and smiled down at him.
"I’m glad you came."
Alaric smiled softly, " I’m glad too."
Samantha looked at his smiling face and felt butterflies in her stomach. She knew what that meant but it hurt too much to accept.
She might be in love with him, or her emotions were just being influenced by lust. She just hoped it was the latter since being in love with him would hurt more than she wanted to admit.
He was never going to be exclusive, that was a given just from his profession. Sharing him was an option but she needed time to just process all this feelings.
"Should I tell you a bedtime story?" Alaric’s voice startled her out of her thoughts.
"No, I’m too big for those," she said with a small chuckle.
His hands rubbed her back softly lulling her tired body to sleep. She felt her eyes growing heavier with each passing time.
"Have a good sleep. "
Alaric smiled as Samantha’s breathing got even and sleep took her. He followed right after.
...
Alaric stood in front of the awakener association ready to enter. He was planning on going for his first official A-class dungeon.
He walked directly to Jezebel’s grandfather’s counter, finding him half dozing off. He knocked softly on the countertop.
"Ooh, Alaric, good morning," he said enthusiastically.
Alaric smiled and pushed his card across the counter to him. He picked it up, read through his information, and started typing.
"To go to an A-class dungeon, you have join a team. They don’t allow anyone to solo through."
Alaric nodded. He wasn’t planning on going to an A-class dungeon alone anyway. It was better for him if he went with a team.
The last A-class dungeons he had gone to were enough for him to understand the dangers of the dungeon. In lower-level dungeons, he could be as careless as he wanted, but as an A-class, he had to be careful. He didn’t want a premature death.
"Can you give me a good team, maybe a group you know?" he paused," It’s just a suggestion, I don’t really have the best experience when it comes to teams."
Jezebel’s grandfather stared at him before sighing and started to type furiously on the computer. Alaric found it impressive that an old man like him could type faster than he could ever manage to.
At first, he had wondered why, despite being overwhelmingly rich, he still worked at the counter in the association, and who would even employ such a grumpy old man to run such an important position.
But after seeing Jezebel’s brother and parents, it was easier to understand. They could easily get him into the association. He seemed to be doing this as a way to pass the time.
"Here, you can go to district two, I’ve already informed the team that you are coming. Don’t be late since they will be leaving in an hour and they won’t wait for you. "
He warned and passed Alaric the identification card.
"Thank you," Alaric said sincerely and left the association in a hurry. He got into the nearest taxi and said his destination. He just hoped he would arrive fast enough.
Thirty minutes later, the car drove through muddy potholes and broke through a clearing. There were sereval off road cars and a huge lorry.
He had not expected the address he had been given to be so interior. The road was barely passable but the promise of additional money had caused the driver to power through.
He paid the grinning taxi driver, got out of the car, and walked towards the clearing.
"I heard the guild master accept someone new out of the blue again?" he heard a voice say furiously when he got near the cars.
"It was a favor, so he couldn’t say no," another responded more quietly, trying to calm the first person down.
"I just don’t want some stranger to join our team. We don’t know how he fights or if we are just going to end up carrying him through the dungeon. We’ve gone through this with those spoiled rich brats who used daddy’s money to join teams just to fulfill the dungeon quarter. "
The vice was full of bitterness. Alaric didn’t find it offensive or fault him, he had joined their team unexpectedly, and they seemed to experience this a lot.
He took a deep reassuring breath and stepped forward.
"I assure you I won’t be a burden," he said the moment he came into view, startling the two men," sorry for eavesdropping, it was just coincidental."
One of the men, with green messy hair clicked after studying him a bit.
"It’s okay, I hope we didn’t offend you. "
The other man was taller than his grumpy counterpart. He had green hair with yellow eyes. A very unique combination that didn’t match his quiet tone.
Alaric shook his head.
"If I were in your situation, I would also not like it, so it’s not really that big of a deal to me. Everyone has the right to their opinion," Alaric said and walked past them.
"Sorry," the first complainer mumbled softly. Alaric paused and smiled before continuing forward he had to meet the leader of the team to confirm his presence.
He passed through several off-road cars before he came to a much bigger clearing where the portal was glowing. A rank portal will always fascinate him with how beautiful it looks.
A group of about five people was standing in front of the registration talking and laughing. Two women and three men each dressed in the same black combat gear as the other two he had passed.
Alaric walked to the group slowly.
"Are you the Chester group?" He asked the moment he got near enough for them to notice him. They all turned around and looked at him, their eyes studying him.
"So you are Alaric?" One of the women asked. She had half of her black hair shaven with piercings all over her face.
"Nice to meet you," Alaric said, nodding in response.
"So we got sent a pretty boy this time," one of the men said leaning closer to him," how much money did you pay. The others are always loaded. "
Alaric felt like laughing, but the situation would not allow him.
"I didn’t pay anything. I just asked for a team, and I was sent to you."
Tsk
The girl with piercings clicked not believing his statement.
"Stop it Ryvil, an old friend asked me for a favor. He’s not one of those spoiled brats. I wouldn’t have accepted him without any payment if he were this incompetent.
Alaric looked between the two. The man who had spoken was the quieter one who had been standing at the edge of the group busy smoking.
Alaric had assumed the man was part of the registration group since he had been sitting behind the desk with another girl next to him. Alaric wondered if it was the girl was also part of the group or just registration.
"You’re Alaric right?" The man asked with his eyes, studying him curiously.
Alaric extended his arm to the man in greeting.
"Yes, I’m Alaric, I hope I haven’t inconvenienced your team too much. Thank you for allowing me to join your team. I was told you were the most trustworthy group."
Alaric introduced himself and praised them in the same line.
The leader laughed before shaking his hand.
"What class are you? I wasn’t informed when I accepted to take you into the dungeon. "
