Reincarnated as an Evil Harem God-Chapter 28: The Day Passion Broke the System***

Sylvaris was oblivious to the system message. His eyes were closed, giving in to her passionate, soft, sweet lips."Mmm~... chu... slrp..."

The way her tongue would slip into his mouth from time to time—"Nnnh... slrp... Master... kiss me... mmwah~"—and her hot moans as she ground her hips against him, making lewd "shlk... shlk..." sounds, her soaked pussy rolling along his length, slick heat fusing their bodies together as her soft breasts pressed against his chest—All of it made Sylvaris completely forget the pain he had felt before in his dick.

Her tongue is so silky... I love the way she dives into my mouth with passion and those hot moans... it's making my brain go crazy. Like I've been smoking something... this is insane. And her ass...

"Mmm..." Sylvaris grabbed her ass, pulling her hips in even tighter.It's so soft... like cotton candy... I never want this to stop. I never want to lose her. I'll protect her. I'll have her by my side. And I'll fuck her so much from now on... Liraeth is only mine.

If his eyes were open, one could see the fire burning deep within them—stronger than anything he'd ever felt, even with the Goddess of Life. This elf was something else. Her body had left Sylvaris dumbstruck—like a dog in heat, but in the best way possible.

There he was, lying on the cold, damp forest floor. The grass tickled his sides—and his balls—but he didn't care. His shirt was unbuttoned, fully exposing himself to her. His now blood-soaked clothes were stained with brown and green. Yeah... there's no cleaning that.

But even as the system began to evolve—connecting the two of them on a deeper level—he only mistook it for pleasure, unknowingly activating a secret bonding ritual hidden within the system.

[Love Meter has reached over 50%]

[You've gained new rewards: {Five Points} and {Soul Connection}]

[Proceeding with Soul Connection... Both parties have agreed through their actions.]

[Loading... 10%... 40%... 80%...]

Their lips met again—"Slrp... chu... mmnn~!"—but this time, the kiss was more than passion. It wasn't just love.

Oh no... this had turned into full-on possession.

Liraeth's hips ground against him, faster, messier, losing all rhythm—"PAH-PAH-PAH! SPLACK! SPLACK! SHLK—SQUELCH—SQUELCH!" Her pussy juices splashed in all directions. Sylvaris's lower body was so drenched in her love, her soft hips slid along him with zero resistance.

"AH! AH! AH! AHHHNN~!" she screamed, her voice raw and desperate.

"Y-YES! YESSS—IT'S BURNING—INSIDE ME!" Liraeth's voice had gone full breeding mode. Even Sylvaris's cock felt like a heated rod to her, driving her mad with lust.

Sylvaris's back arched. "Fuck—Liraeth! What is—what's happening to us—AHH!"The pleasure intensified. He could feel her pleasure mixing with his, like they were sharing one body.

[Soul Connection: 85%... 90%... 95%...]

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Their souls pulsed in unison, crimson and purple light flickering through their veins. Every moan she made echoed in his chest. Every throb of his cock sent her mind spiraling deeper.

"I—I'm losing it—my heart—my soul—it's all melting—AAHHH~!" Her scream echoed for miles, driving nearby beasts into a mating frenzy. Their howls joined in a forest-wide ritual, a sacrifice to the two souls fusing beneath the trees.

I... I can't resist anymore... Sylvaris could feel the impossible heat rising in his core. If he didn't let go now, he'd explode.

He grabbed her hips tightly, squishing them with raw power. "MMNNNGHH~! N-NNNUHHH~!" She bit his lip, hard. Blood spilled—but it only made her drunker on him. She drank it like nectar.

And I know what you're thinking... elf drinking blood? Really? But the author seems to have plans for this elf. No matter how ridiculous it sounds.

[Warning: Emotional Overload Detected... Breeding Instincts Enhanced...]

He planted his feet into the dirt. His cock slid in even deeper—until there was no space left. With one wild thrust, he began pounding her like a piston. "Splack! Splack! Splack!" Fucking her with everything he had.

"I LOVE YOU—I LOVE YOU—PLEASE! NEVER STOP—NEVER—AHHHHH~!" Liraeth's back arched. The relentless pounding erased her last shred of reason. She was gone—reduced to a mindless sex machine, addicted to Sylvaris's cock.

"AHHHHN~! HAAAH~! NNGH—AAH—AAH—AAAH~! D-DEEPER—MORE—AHHHN~!"

[Soul Connection: 100%... 200%... 300%... ERROR... ERROR]

Even the system couldn't handle it.

[A special Soul Connection has been established. Love Meter Maxed...]

[Creating new skill...]

[Congratulations! You've received: Magic Fuse (Level 1). You and your partner can now fuse attacks. The deeper your soul bond, the more powerful the fusion]

But neither of them noticed. The system messages blurred in the heat of their desire.

Her voice cracked, her eyes rolled, legs twitching from the relentless pounding. Her pussy walls stretched beyond imagination. As if Sylvaris were a scientist, testing her durability—And she was his experiment.

She could no longer speak—only scream, as her walls clamped tight, desperate to milk him dry.

"F-FUCK—LIRAETH—SHIT—NGHH—I'M CUMMING!" 

His cock twitched violently inside her. Her tightness was unbearable. He was right at the edge.

"YES—YES—YESSS—AAAAAHH~!"

A final, brutal thrust slammed in. His seed erupted like molten magic..

"I—I'M CUMMING~! MASTER—AAAAAAAH~!"

Their screams echoed. Their souls collided. This wasn't just climax—it was fusion.

They passed out, wrapped in heat, as her womb filled with warmth.

Liraeth's blazing body rested on Sylvaris's chest. Her breathing had grown steadier, yet the heat escaping her lips was like steam—so hot, it left a red mark on the left side of his neck, right between his ear and shoulder.

Though he could feel the pain, his mind was already gone—stone cold out. His cock, however, had never left her. They had fallen asleep on each other, their hearts beating in perfect sync, as if they had fully become one.

Today, the two of them experienced something forbidden. Something so sweet... so tempting... No mortal was ever meant to feel pleasure like this.

And Sylvaris—until the very end—remained unaware that his brainwashing skill had worn off just one minute after activation.

Which meant... Liraeth had been one hundred percent honest with her actions. Every moan. Every thrust. Every kiss. The entire bonding had come purely from her heart.