_ It is merely sex, not love making

{Mature Content ahead; not too intense}

When he turned to find Laria holding her eyes, he was instantaneously worked up.

"The sand got in my eyes!" she shrieked.

Firstly, Cargan gave a deep sigh. He was scared something bad had happened to her. All he needed to do was bend the sand out of her eyes. With a flick of his finger, any sand whatsoever that had gotten in her eyes flew out.

"Okay now?" he inquired.

With a smile on her face, "The more reason why I love you." she grinned, closing her hands over him.

He was in no mood for sweet words or whatever love-related words Laria would surely spew.

Swiftly, he lifted her up and dropped her on his stomach while using his hand to shield her from falling.

More than ready for the mood, Laria gingerly wrapped her own hands over his body while he bent to close his mouth with hers.

The heat of their lips fumbling was getting to Laria faster than it got to him. He could already feel her back get wet under his palm.

"Easy now tigress." he dropped her, withdrawing from the intimacy.

Laria had the most disapproving look of the year on her face. "Why?!" she sulked.

He knew he had just killed off the heat of the mood. Do everything to a woman but never withdraw from the intimacy when the heat was just rising.

"Get undressed," he ordered, already pulling off his cultivation garment himself.

He had seen speed before but the one Laria had adopted in putting off her clothes was extraordinary.

As the clothes kissed the ground, he kissed her nipple too. He always had the best women. Valentina and Baelfire always made sure of that.

Laria had a great body. All of his wives did too.

He wasn't doing this for fun. When you do too much of a thing, it losses its shine and you get tired of it ultimately. So, foreplay was always brief.

He would only tease his women a little before thrusting deeply into them.

As the moans of Laria entered his ears, some of the troubles enveloping his mind evaporated. The woman was a mic in person. He only had his tongue teasing her over awakened nipples and she was already this loud.

Fairly slowly, he began to rub her stomach down to her waist until he traveled his hand into the most intimate part of her body and sank two fingers into it.

"Shit Cargan! I'm going insane!" Laria screamed so loud like a person being butchered.

Already getting tired of the whole thing, he retrieved his fingers from inside of her and the poor things dripped with Laria's wetness.

Usually, even though he gets tired of foreplay, he would give his wives the grace of a minute or two of foreplay just to get them wet.

He need not tease for two minutes before Laria's opening had started to drip. Her wetness was all hot and over the fingers he formerly thrust into her.

Speak of a sexually active woman and Laria would stand as a good sample.

Satisfied that the passage was free, ready, slippery, and waiting for him, he thrust his manhood into her and the first gasp that escaped Laria's mouth was a silent one this time.

He began to dive slowly at first– increasing the pace by the seconds until he was hard and running deep in her.

The moans of pleasure from Laria would definitely be heard past the room itself.

To say Celio was standing there. Poor Celio, he always had to endure a lot while serving him and yet, he never complained.

Laria had cum under him at first, then they did it again and again. He was always the last to cum as it took him time to finally release the burden in his manhood.

Sometimes, he would not even cum while making love with some of his wives. Should he even regard this as lovemaking?

To him, it was merely sex with no strings attached.

However, with Laria's loudness, only an impotent man would not cum. Still, it took him the third round to do so.

Once, he has discussed it with Baelfire and the man had told him that the day he mates with someone who had captured his heart– he would be surprised as to how his manhood would be full and discharging in minutes.

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After the third round, Laria had her head on his chest, panting and curling into him. He had no time and patience for this.

He had already done his duty. He had already satisfied her that it took some minutes before her energy had returned.

By the way she was panting hard, he wondered what type of qi she had or what her cultivation level was.

"Get dressed and leave," he instructed.

Again, "Why so early?!" Laria had protested with a frown.

"I have other matters to tend to Laria." he simply nonchalantly said.

All of his wives knew better than to query him when he gives out orders to them. No matter how disapproving they were of the order, they would still carry it out nonetheless.

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Fuming and sulking, Laria got dressed and was about to storm to the living room when she returned to plant a kiss on his forehead.

"I can't believe I have to wait a month to do this again!" she yelled and walked out.

Phew!

He sighed with relief as he watched her leave. However, he heard her voice querying someone and when he stood up to go check out what could be going on– he had forgotten that he was still naked.

So what if he was naked?

It was Celio in the parlor and more than even his wives, Celio had seen too much of his nakedness.

As he stepped out of the blinds and into the parlor, he found the blue-haired high house scholar on her feet, head bent while Laria queried her.

Oh, right. She was supposed to come to serve him from now on. Celio had reported to him straight from Valentina that she was a low-class girl yet she had a green qi of the ninth stage.

That was close to a rivalry with him and his brothers. Never had there been such a person. If at all any of the divine citizens leveled up to the green qi, they could never surpass the fifth stage till they die.

The fifth stage was about the highest level of the green qi mortals could attain. Even such divine persons require a fortune invested in their cultivation for them to attain such a level.

Could the mortal body even withstand the energy of a green qi of the ninth stage?

Even Anya had a green qi at the first stage and she was the high priestess.

This girl could have everyone in the line fooled, but she just spelled her doom by daring to enter the high house.

There were two possibilities he was considering. It was either she was a spy from any of his brother's lines, sent to spy on how the prosperity of his line was attained.

Still, there was no reason for his brothers to do that. They were closer than sending spies to each other's lines nor do they have any cause to do so.

Moreover, having a mortal with a green qi at the ninth stage was impossible. On what level was her body cultivation at?

The other option which was probably the right one was that she was a spy sent by their mother or father. After the heavens, their parents were their next foes.

Those two bastards were seeking pardon from heaven for their sins by trying to eradicate them and make sure they go into extinction.

They have tried all possible means and this could just be yet another attempt from them.

Either way, he would closely watch her and if she was an enemy–he would personally give her to Astor or Adrain if she was a false virgin.

It would be better to send a gift to his brothers and have them meet up with their requirements easier than getting his hands dirty.

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Regardless, none of that mattered now.

What mattered was that he had walked out of the cultivation pool naked and had walked up on them still naked.

The girl had her mouth agape and her eyebrows threatening to fall out of their sockets as she saw his gracious rawness.