Suddenly, a female shot backwards. Her back slammed against the wooden wall, creating a resounding boom. Efrita's body filled with bloody wounds spurted blood and flames. She tried to stand, but became seemed dazed and collapsed.

Vincent flashed beside her with a whistling wind. His body shooting forth like a mirage. He gently clutched her in a princess carry before placing her on a soft, padded bench. His face leaned close to her, kissing her gently with his soft lips. "Rest easy, my princess of flames. Thanks for the hard work." He released her after a moment, leaving her with the words he said. While his anima recovered her wounds.

Slowly, Violetta clapped, watching his actions. "Not only did you brutalise her, even treating her gently after. The thought of it makes me feel so wet. Are you ready? D-a-r-l-i-n-g!" she said with a sultry and challenging tone.

After two hours passed, Efrita recovered. Her eyes widened in shocked at what she saw. Violetta kneeling, pressing her face on the mat filled with blood and white fluids, his divine milk oozing from her lower body. She climbed from the bench to inspect, only finding Violetta, completely unconscious with a bloody nose and the whites of her eyes showing.

"How amazing. I never thought he could defeat Violetta before Felia returned. She looks so beaten up, only recovering thanks to his Anima.. Why does she look so happy?"

Efrita sighed, noticing that Vincent seemed absent. She grasped the heavy body of her elder sister, Violetta. Then leaving the training room, which vanished like a mirage, carrying her up the stairs towards their shared room. "I wonder where he went? Hmmm, food? Maybe he's cooking for us?" Efrita licked her bruised lip, flinching slightly and felt delight at the growth of her master. But felt fear as she became more perverted like Silvari each day.

Once she tucked in Violetta, with a brisk pace, Efrita moved towards the kitchen. A delightful sight awaited her. Vincent stood cooking, his naked back turned towards her. She couldn't help but gulp deeply, fixated on his tight muscular ass and back, each time he moved, the muscles tensing becoming more visible. Her mouth began filling with saliva.historical

—|Efrita: 'Oh, is that his mother's cooking apron? So cute! Fufu.'

Silvari, with her beautiful blue flesh, sat right behind him at the table. Her hands seemed to be inside her underwear, causing a blueberry with peppermint scent to scatter around the room and a slimy sound as her fingers traced herself.

"Ah.. That's it! Bend over and put those pies into the oven! Show me your money maker! Hah~ This is the life."

Efrita pulled a chair quietly. She stood beside her cute ice counterpart. Her flesh butt squished flat upon sitting down. Then watched his movements in a trance. These perverted women spent the next forty minutes enjoying the naked peep show of Vincent. None of them could claim they didn't masturbate or touch themselves, as a meaty scent with gravy and onion filled the house.

"It's finally finished! Not as good as mother's, but I am glad to make it for those two who worked so damn hard to train me!"

Vincent turned around a large tray carrying a massive pie, with light brown crust and crispy lid. He moved a little too fast as the small apron revealed his meat lance, flopping to each side. The two spirits who were almost back to clarity only to find their engines raring to go once more.

Suddenly, as if by magic, Violetta stumbled to the kitchen door. Her nose snorting the wondrous scent of meat pie with sage and onion gravy. She walked with a limp, but her face beamed with delight and looked silky and lush.

"Oh, you used your mother's recipe? It's almost perfect. Good job darling! Once you can copy her steak pie, no woman will resist you! But what brought this reward on?"

Violetta hung on his back, like a lonely cat needing attention, pushing her soft body against his back. She was so low on power; her left arm was still dark red with scales. She pressed her lips against his neck, her hot breath flowing down as she kissed him gently, with a light peck.

Her eyes narrowed like a sneaky cat that got the fish. "Mmmn! You spent so long fighting us, yet smell so good.. Little cheater! Hey, Vincent.. Does your big sister smell? Here, sniff me! I need to check.. Fufu!"

Vincent didn't have a scent fetish or anything, but he took a whiff, almost by reflex. Her strong, musky scent wasn't unpleasant and instead filled him with desire. He shook his head. Tonight was for Claudia, and this meal was his act of apology.

Something told him tonight would be long and wild. Although she was a virgin, yet the girl seemed to have some strange kinks. "Hah~ You smell like wonderful wild violets mixed with the ocean. How about you wash your hands, then sit down? Dinner is almost ready. Behave and eat it like a good girl."

"Vincent, Felia will be back soon, right? Gepu! You promised to give me an answer, right?" Silvari said, her plate empty and her belly swollen after eating the second pie all to herself and burping.

"Don't worry, I have not forgotten. Everything will be over soon. So wait for me and prepare for a wonderful night."

"Mnnn.. More pie?"

Efrita handed a slice of the meat pie to Silvari. Which was filled with thick gravy and onions. Her eyes narrowed. This felt like their small family, the idea growing inside her each day. She awaited the return of all the other girls. Also wondering why Luna didn't leave her room for several days...

—|Efrita: 'I asked Violetta, but she just said it was a bad time of the month for female Spirit Beasts. At first, she thought it was her monthly visit from the blood moon. However, though of something else.. A mating season? Or heat..?'

"Maybe she's the one making that weird call shouting Vincent's name in the early hours of the night?"

Several hours passed by in a flash. As they chatted over dinner, cleared the dishes with a cheerful atmosphere. Now spending time together in the living room. Both Efrita and Violetta healed completely beside each other on the sofa. Silvari clung to Vincent's arm as she gawked at his outfit. He wore a jet black suit and tight black pants, with polished shoes. His style from the demon empire was a sharp, ironed shirt with a fastened collar, tight black jacket with an inner waistcoat and silver pocket watch.

—|Silvari: 'He looks like some demon noble from the television. Or those eastern CEOs who dominate the average-looking intern. then fall in love with her! Kyaa! My husband is a hot, domineering CEO!'

She wasn't that far off. The concept of CEOs not yet invented in this world, however the Dark Phoenix Emporium was owned by him. Only Scarlet and Mel'Zeth helped run the business. He practically took money for free, paying with divine milk and his time.

"I think it's about time I head off. Let's not be late for that girl's date."

His words spelled the end of their joyous day. However, he kissed each of them, gently stroking their backs and faces. "See you all later. Have a pleasant evening.. Please get along! I love you all, haha!" he said, as his deep voice began fading, before he left the front door with a slight slam.

"Do you think he will fuck her?" Silvari said with a curious face, eating some of the roasted nuts from the bowl on the table.

"Ah, all night long till she cries for mercy and pisses herself!" Violetta replied.

"Haha, probably we might have yet another sister soon? At least she can help us with quests at the guild." Efrita said with the sensible opinion.

"Oh! Efrita is a genius!"

"Where is little Raizel? She didn't show once for a long time?"

"Ah, she's shy after that day in the dungeon.."

"Oh... do tell!"

Thus, the three girls, even without Vincent, bonded. They shared many stories about themselves or other girls. Thier most embarrassing sexual moments and stupid words said in the past to their cute husband.

Soon after, a brief era of peace and forming of factions would begin as his harem grew and more talented women joined. He could never know, today was the forming of a faction dubbed.

The Big Three.