Summoner: Monster Girl Harem!

Elena gave out a sigh. She rolled around on his chest in a peaceful slumber. Her face filled with radiance and bliss. All the stress of her gang, problems with the local nobles. Things didn't matter after the past few hours. Although her problems still existed, her only concern was the comfortable chest she lay upon.

It filled her body with a comfortable ache. She desired to melt into his embrace, living like a naughty girl addicted to sex.

"Mmmnnn! So comfy!" She said like a chirping bird.

Vincent was still sleeping. This girl wasn't like Efrita. Maybe because she was half a daemon, it took more of his own Anima to help improve her body and place his own mark upon her. Down near her pelvis was the same mark all of his women had.

A few moments later, two girls entered the door after a gingerly knock.

Samira and Tama, the tall, tanned woman and short ginger firecracker, both entered holding trays. Samira tended to Elena, handing her a hot cloth to clean herself and new clothes. Elena Scarlet was a sloth and could sleep for hours if left unattended.

Tama pouted, her mouth cute, like a small triangle as she moved closer to the hot, attractive male. She darted her eyes to Elena and Samira who faced away, as her little hands stroked along his body with a damp cloth, cleaning the dirt from hours ago.

—|Tama: 'Hehe! I can see this mans true self. Let me see how small you are. Oh, my! It's bigger than my….arm.'

Suddenly, her throat sounded as she slid the cloth lower, along his tight abs, her fingers pressing the cloth to a single fold. Now she could enjoy the sensation of his firm body, drool forming in the corner of her mouth. She looked up, making sure the girls didn't see her as her hand touched the forbidden weapon, one which could destroy all women.

"Nsho… Cleaning…."

Elena heard cloth and felt relieved. This man was not the enemy anymore. Because he was now her master, or lover, said more pleasantly. He was her lover and she would never let him feel bad visiting her. She noticed the sound changed, becoming a strange repeated movement like Tama was rubbing him too hard.

"What are you doing!?"

Instantly, Tama's hand threw the dirty cloth that was used to be his cock of the excess love juices and his own milk into the air. Sadly, it landed on Samira's face as she returned with a tray of breakfast ready for the pair.

"Ah!? I was just cleaning…. Not playing!"

Tama's eyes darted around as she dashed away from the room. Although a valiant effort, Samira grasped her nape and held her in mid-air like a naughty kitten by a mother cat. She kicked the air as she looked at the man in despair.

However, she noticed a faint smirk on his face. This bastard was awake and enjoyed her handjob! She must reveal this outrage to her big sister!

"Ugh..Mmmph!? Nhhhhnm!"

Alas, the poor girl didn't get such a chance. Samira stuffed her mouth with the wet cloth filled with various fluids and choked. Her beautiful ocean blue eyes filled with tears as her body convulsed. Despite her initial dislike of his strange texture. His strange taste invaded her body. Now dominated by a violent heat that blazed inside her abdomen. Poor Tama, corrupted to desire this man's milk by her own sister.

——|Two hours passed|——

Vincent stretched his tired body. He forgot about the two cute girls sent to cover the back doors. Although there was no need to worry. Because they returned to his spirit realm the moment they sensed him sleeping with the gang leader, both could only sigh together in disbelief.

—|Silvari: 'How does he always bang at least one girl? I think he wants to play with four. Maybe more…'

—|Efrita: 'This just shows how warm and accepting our lord's heart is! Ah, such a wonderful Lord!'

—|Raizel: 'I want to watch him pound her…'

Luckily, for the past hours, Samira, the sensible girl, helped arrange many things. He desired to change their gang into an organisation. One that could handle both front and back dealings.

His own recommendation was Mel'Zeth saying that a nice income from the Smithy would help them. Samira knew what he wanted to do. Such a good girl, he desired to create a small group dealing with various sectors. from catering to mercenary work. This group would fulfil them all.

"For now, let me use the temporary name of The Dark Phoenix Emporium!"

Samira brushed her black, French plaited hair behind her ears. She wore cute glasses while she read the details taken from their talks. Her eyes towards Vincent changed, not only amazingly powerful, he was also quite wise and intelligent.

She adjusted her legs, showing Vincent an eyeful of thick, curly black fur. Her eyes widened, noticing that she wore a light skirt, not pants, and just flashed him by accident. Samira's lips trembled as the pen writing details quivered.

A sense of excitement and delight following her shameful feelings.

—|Samira: 'Ah, such a blunder! Will he see me as a cheap seductive slut! I tried so hard to seem intelligent and filled with knowledge!'

—|Vincent: 'Wow! This girl is so sexy. Look at those glasses. I wonder if she will let me explore her depth… Then force it to become length. Hehe,'

—|Silvari: 'When did our cute master become so lewd! He was such a good boy…'

The afternoon sun waned outside the large double windows. Elena offered for him to stay the night. However, Vincent couldn't. He was supposed to visit the dungeon while his girls worked hard to improve themselves and couldn't justify being lazy. Although sleeping with these sexy women was extremely tempting, as his sleeping dragon awakened.

"Elena, thanks for the wonderful afternoon. I need to head to the dungeon for my assignment at school. If you need help, the girls in the enormous building near the guild can help. Ask for Celine."

He leaned over, kissing her soft cheek with a light peck. Her eyes widened, not used to this feeling, stretching her arms around him, clasping his back. She didn't wish for his pleasant aura to vanish, but couldn't keep him here.

"Mmmm, can't you stay with me a little longer? I want to taste that pleasure again…." Elena said, her voice became lower as she spoke. Like a shy little girl.

"Haha, I don't know how long I'll be inside the dungeon. Maybe I'll visit you afterwards?"

Vincent slid his hand along between her soft, fleshy thighs. The way his fingers sank into her made him grow aroused. He thought about how to resist her temptation, those juicy lips and bountiful breasts. His uncontrollable desire would make him ravage three girls if he stayed.

Thus, Vincent finally dragged himself away.

Meanwhile,

"Hey, didn't he just say assignment? Did I just fuck a school boy? Why was he so big… I thought he was older."

Elena said with a shocked voice, filled with self judgment.

"Who cares? His cock was enormous, muscles firm and sexy. I would fuck him too!" Tama added as she watched him leaving towards the dungeon. Her eyes flickered with a lustful flash. He ticked all the boxes for her perfect lover, even better than the big sister accepted him.

Samira was the most impressed and joyful. Her life wasn't as bad as other girls. A student of the magic institute in the Phoenix federation. Because of this branch of school being male dominated and elven. A woman from the south and treated like a second-rate citizen.

Subject to bullying, abuse and theft of her own projects and ideas. Although she could handle this minor setback and would not let it affect her as she rose to the top of the rankings with hard work and dedication.

This didn't sit well with the noble elves who tried to silence her. Since she was a disgusting human, they didn't even feel she was worth any merit as a woman. Thus, they hired several mercenaries and had them attack her during a fake magic survey in the human country, Ulkan.

Desperately, she tried to resist their assault, but was a weak scholar and lacked the skills of a battle mage. Her life almost ended when the original Dark Phoenix gang appeared and saved her life.

Tama and Elena were the ones who saved her life. Thus, she valued both of their happiness over her own.

Until today.

—|Samira: 'This is the first male to give me control over a project. It feels good! Haha, those bastards just you wait. All my brilliance and knowledge will make this emporium the greatest.'

Her eyes strayed over the two women whom she adored more than anything. She then peered outside the window, watching the back of Vincent as he slowly vanished.

Samira made a second choice. She watched his tight ass sway with a lustful gaze. Her red tongue sliding over her lustrous lips sensually.

"That sweet ass will be mine!"