Talent Awakening: I, the Weakest Awakened, Start with Dragonfire Spell

Upon arriving at Margaret's home, Howard's hand became daringly playful. 

Slipping beneath her clothing, it roamed over her smooth back. 

The succession of battles, coupled with the shocking nature of Bloodfiend Larva's death, kindled a fire deep within Howard. 

He'd suppressed it for the sake of their act, but now at home, he could no longer hold back.

Margaret gently slapped Howard's arm, murmuring, "Why the rush? First, tell me what exactly happened."

Howard's turbulent emotions weren't easily quelled. 

His left hand wandered, encircling Margaret's slender waist. 

He said, "Clearly, Sterling was sent by that old man Jay to kill me, but he ended up being killed by me instead!"

"My God, how is that possible?" Margaret gasped, covering her mouth in astonishment. "Sterling was so advanced in his skills. How could you possibly have turned the tables on him?"

Howard grinned, "Normally I couldn't. But in his eagerness to kill me, he overlooked other monsters lurking behind. He got ambushed, and I just reaped the benefits."

"Oh, my Lord, thank the God of Light for watching over you." Margaret clasped her hands, praying for Howard.

"What does the God of Light have to do with any of this?" Howard never put much stock in the notion of deities. 

Having awakened his supreme talent and constantly elevating his strength, he believed that even if gods existed, they were merely the result of someone's ascension.

"You are the gift the God of Light gave me!" Margaret's eyes gazed deep into Howard's, her expression becoming increasingly hazy. 

She embraced Howard, tilted her head back, and whispered into his ear, "If not for you, I might have been defiled by now."

Finishing her sentence, Margaret extended her tongue, delicately licking Howard's earlobe.

In that instant, a tingling sensation surged through Howard's mind, leaving him feeling incredibly euphoric.

"My beloved teacher, since you've initiated the dance, forgive your student's audacity!" 

With a firm grip, Howard took Margaret into his arms, heading for the table. Margaret wrapped her legs around Howard's waist and secured her arms around his neck, sealing their lips in a fervent kiss.

While kissing, Howard placed Margaret on the table. 

With a forceful movement of his hands, he removed Margaret's top and bandeau, revealing a pair of impressive snow-white balls.

Free from the constraints of the bandeau, they even bounced, just like rabbits, evoking a sense of endearing vulnerability. 

How could Howard resist them? 

He gently caressed each one, immediately drawing a contented moan from Margaret.

Soon after, Howard released Margaret, then leaned down to kiss her on the breast, while his hands slowly moved downward, pulling off her stocking. 

Margaret moaned with pleasure, rubbing her face against Howard's back, her legs tightening as she murmured, "My dear Howard, stop teasing me!"

Upon hearing this, Howard could tell that Margaret couldn't hold back any longer. Looking down, he saw that Margaret's pants was soaked through.

With a smirk, Howard reached out to lift the pants, revealing the wet vaginal underneath. 

Liquid kept forming in her vaginal, which blinked repeatedly, as if longing for something.

"Mis, how have I tormented you?" Howard chuckled, "What would you like me to do?"

Margaret exclaimed urgently, "Hurry up and give it to me, I want it!"

"What do you want exactly?" Howard asked with a smile as he reached out to touch Margaret's hand. "Mis , you'll have to be clearer, or I won't understand what you mean."

"Ah!" Margaret, once again stimulated, completely immersed herself and reached out to take off Howard's pants, repeatedly saying, "Hurry, I need your dick!"

Upon hearing this, Howard stopped teasing Margaret and removed his pants, revealing his big cock.

Without any hesitation, Howard aimed at Margaret's vaginal and thrust in forcefully.

"Ouch"

Margaret immediately showed a satisfied expression. 

However, she soon realized that Howard had merely inserted his dick inside but stay still, and even bow down to kiss her nipples.

This made Margaret feel all tingly and itchy, with an irresistible itch in her heart, as she kept rubbing her legs together.

When Margaret's hands moved, Howard couldn't help but feel incredibly pleased. 

The continuous sensation of pressure from the vaginal made him excited all over.

"Darling, please move quickly; I'm feeling so uncomfortable," Margaret almost pleaded.

In the past, she didn't need to urge him, as Howard would naturally start moving on his own. 

However, after witnessing the gruesome scene, Howard was deeply troubled, and that's why he needed this release.

"What do you want me to do? I'm already moving," Howard said, biting Margaret's nipple again.

Margaret was completely lost at this very moment, shouting: "Faster! Use your big dick fuck me! Harder! Faster! "

"Hhhhh"

Seeing a charming and alluring beauty like this, hearing her speak those words, Howard felt a deep sense of satisfaction within him. 

He didn't hesitate any longer and immediately placed his hands on Margaret's waist, tick his dick in with all mighty.

As the dick continued its relentless thrusting, sweet liquid also flowed out from the vaginal, emitting sounds of "plop! plop!"

"Ah Ah"

Margaret narrowed her eyes slightly, with a relaxed expression on her face and a hint of blush, emitting a contented scream.

Howard's hands didn't stop either, heavily toying her snow-white breast, and changing lot of poses with her.

He even hug her up, pour in his dick in and out heavily, then put Margaret on the table ,making her kneel on it.

Intense battle, lasting nearly an hour, left Margaret's body stiffened.

A flow of water erupt out from her vaginal, pouring on Howard's dick.

In response to a dual stimulation of being sandwiched and sweet liquid, Howard can't help any longer, let his essence pouring into Margaret's vaginal.

After that, he didn't take out his dick directly, but hold still, seems to let all the semen run into Margaret's uterus.

"Whew..." Margaret exhaled deeply, reclining on the table, allowing Howard's affections to flow over her. 

After a lingering moment, she spoke, "Tell me honestly, what's your current level and how powerful have you become?"

Being an esteemed instructor and favored by Headmaster Jay, Margaret's intellect was not to be underestimated. 

She had been momentarily lost in Howard's touch earlier, but clarity returned after their intimate moments. 

Even if Howard had capitalized on Sterling's downfall, it seemed nearly impossible for him to defeat someone of Sterling's caliber and then escape the notorious Dark Mausoleum, given the formidable monsters lurking within.

Howard responded with a hint of irritation, "It seems I haven't reminded you enough times. Stay out of a man's affairs!"

It wasn't that Howard didn't trust Margaret. 

However, the revelation that he had attained the supreme talent could spell immense trouble. 

Currently, on a global scale, the highest known talent is SSS-level. 

Even so, any individual awakening to SSS-level Talent would be a target for countless assassination attempts.

Many rival factions wouldn't stand idly by and watch the rise of someone with SSS-level Talent Awakening. 

If word got out about Howard's supreme talent awakening, he'd undoubtedly become a thorn in the side of many, both domestically and internationally, inevitably plunging him into a whirlwind of assassination plots.

Without discussing the supreme talent, Howard couldn't justify his rapid ascent to over level 10, so he chose to divert the conversation.

Thankfully, the young man had an exceptional constitution. 

After only a short rest, Howard's dick stood firm once again with a bit of effort.

"Oh.. Fuck.. Spare me" 

Feeling the dick stood firm inside her, Margaret panic and screamed.

However, Howard had already pressed down on her slender waist, and he sprinted forward with great force.

Margaret's cry, suddenly turned into scream.

The melodious sound changes with the varying intensity of Howard.

Another half an hour passed, when scalding semen erupted, Margaret was already slumped over the table, drenched in sweat.

At that moment, she no longer had the strength to inquire about Howard's abilities.

Howard, on the other hand, burst into laughter, scooping up Margaret and heading for the bathroom.

A silent night passed, and the next day, as Howard awoke, he found himself cradling Margaret in his arms. 

It had grown late the previous evening, and after their passionate escapade, Howard hadn't returned to his own residence.

Margaret, now entirely smitten, did not continue her line of questioning. 

In her heart, Howard was her everything; whatever he hid was of no consequence to her. 

Moreover, the stronger Howard became, the happier she felt; her earlier concerns had merely been out of worry for him.

However, the mere thought of Abby caused Margaret to sigh. 

She spoke up, "In a few days, the elite team should be returning."

"By then, strong individuals from different academies will come to our institution for recruitment... I so wish you'd never leave this place."