Monster Harem In The Tower

Nathan stared wide-eyed, completely stunned by the lewd words that had just come from the mouth of the voluptuous woman who claimed to be his mother.

Lilith—still hugging Morvessa from behind, still on her knees—repeated her indecent declaration.

"It's time… for your cock to break into this hole,"

she said, gently spreading open Morvessa's limp altar of flesh.

Morvessa heard it clearly.

But she didn't feel angry—or even shocked.

She just kept breathing raggedly, tears still flowing across her pale cheeks.

Break into… ahhh… even if his seed won't become a child… I want my pussy to feel the warmth of that fluid… the one he poured into my mouth just now…

Her eyes slowly drifted toward Nathan—

then locked onto the sensitive shaft that was still in cooldown mode.

Lilith laid Morvessa down gently—

then began crawling toward Nathan.

Each of her white, jiggling mounds swayed like water balloons,

still half-wrapped in her disheveled gown.

"Don't run away, puppy…" she purred.

Nathan frowned.

"Puppy? What?"

He looked annoyed.

As a creature blessed with a cock and horny pride,

he did not enjoy being talked down to like that.

He stood up.

"Hey, don't say stuff like that. I'm not a dog."

Lilith rose to her feet and stepped toward him.

Her voluptuous frame towered slightly over Nathan,

and her smile only made him feel more… off-balance.

Damn it… what's she planning now? She's impossible to read… he thought.

"Forgive me, my dear…" Lilith now stood directly in front of him—

and pulled him into a soft embrace, burying his face between her massive, milk-white mounds…

which radiated far more lust than motherly warmth.

Nathan felt uneasy. He didn't know why,

but he felt like he was being toyed with by the vibe around him.

A motherly vibe— which should've been far from lust—

was mixing into sexual symphony, intensifying the arousal into something even more blazing,

more explosive.

Lilith let go of her hug and crouched in front of his private blade, which was still in cooldown mode.

Nathan looked down,

watching Milky Mommy inhale.

No way…

Fyuhhh....

A warm breath blew across the head of Nathan's shaft.

Ah damn...

And—

[Ding!]

The same notification appeared— just like the one that made him horny again,

like back when Milky Mommy had made him climax via panel, the first time he willingly activated [Semenflora].

Nathan's lust surged again, climbing straight to his head,

without any other requirements— unlike this webnovel, which still needs votes and gifts just to climb the rankings and be kissed by the algorithm on your favorite reading platform.

Lilith let out a soft sigh… then turned around.

Morvessa's limp body—like a wet bronze doll—was lifted effortlessly.

One arm under her thighs, the other behind her back.

Nathan could see how the sacred body of the bird-woman curled into Milky Mommy's chest—

still clinging to an unfinished sensation.

Tap… tap…

Lilith's footsteps were soft, yet they echoed with weight.

The steps of a woman who knew that every inch of her body could shatter a man's spiritual balance.

She returned to stand before Nathan, calm—

with Morvessa cradled in her arms.

"Look, dear," she said, her voice low but sharp enough to pierce Nathan's thoughts.

"Your birdy sister looks absolutely adorable."

Then—

DUG.

A light stomp from Lilith's right foot struck the near-featureless Tower floor.

From that spot, a black object rose from the ground—

rectangular, with rounded edges,

its surface smooth, like it was forged from liquid obsidian.

Lilith gently laid Morvessa on top.

The bird-woman now lay on her back,

her chest rising and falling,

hands grasping at air.

Her legs slightly parted—trembling.

Eyes half-open—yet unable to look directly.

Lilith stood beside her.

Tap…

She touched Nathan's shoulder and nudged him slightly to the side.

Milky Mommy knelt down and then—

SPIT.

She spat directly onto Morvessa's altar of flesh.

"Eummhhhh…"

Morvessa flinched slightly,

the cleft of her ass twitching with a small spasm.

Milky Mommy calmly spread her spit using the index finger of her left hand.

She gave Morvessa's thigh a gentle pat, then pointed toward Nathan.

"Enter her… slowly," she said—soft, yet clear.

"And don't forget to use your basic skill."

Nathan gritted his teeth.

His voice caught.

"Huh? Basic skill?"

Lilith nodded—serious, no smile.

She stepped closer and whispered in Nathan's ear:

"…give her a first memory she'll never forget.

Let her become the happiest little sister in the world."

Nathan stepped forward slowly.

His hands trembled. His shaft—already blessed by the breath of Milky Mommy—

was leaking pre-cum, as if offering praise to the beautiful pale slit waiting before him.

Nathan steadied his breath.

His hands reached for Morvessa's hips slowly—

as if adjusting the position of an offering before worship.

His shaft—now fully erect with post-breath aura—

touched the trembling mouth of the altar.

Ssskk…

Instead of entering, Nathan's shaft bounced off.

"Huh?"

It felt like it hit a transparent layer—

thin… elastic… but firm.

Like a clear plastic seal on thick medicine packaging.

Nathan froze.

What is this… why does it feel… so hard to enter?

Then, suddenly—

a blood-stained memory surfaced:

Domina.

Back then, with some hesitation,

his private blade was forced into the caramel hole.

Nathan had screamed.

He wasn't ready.

And to survive, he instinctively activated…

[Temporary Physical Enhancement]

"Ah…"

His eyes widened.

His breath caught.

So that's what she meant…

Without hesitation, Nathan activated the skill.

A warm energy spread—reaching the very tip of his cock.

Slowly, he pushed his shaft in again.

Plrp—

This time, the tip broke through that narrow slit…

slowly… but surely.

Morvessa bit her lip, eyes wide open, her body twitching—

as if a sealed dimension had finally been opened

by a heavenly spear from the human world.

Then suddenly—

"Mmmmhhh..."

Lilith crawled to the side of the obsidian altar.

Her body curved like a backward S,

and in a pose even a yoga demon would reject,

she spread herself right in front of Nathan's face.

"Mommy wants some love too, darling," she whispered,

offering that dripping paradise—wide open, wet, pulsing—

so close that Nathan's nose froze from sensory overload.

Nathan—still halfway inside Morvessa—

could only freeze.

He stared.

He heard Lilith's breath—

and… smelled a scent that couldn't be described in earthly language.

"Lick it properly, okay?"

Lilith stuck out her tongue,

licking Morvessa's nipple as it rose and fell with every gasp.

Her hand stroked Morvessa's belly,

making the bird-woman tremble even harder,

while fluid from her sacred hole began dripping,

wetting the altar beneath her.

Nathan growled.

This is insane…

But Mr. Towerblade down below kept digging.

And his tongue up top?

Slrp.

It instinctively stretched out—

touching the lower surface of Lilith's heated, pulsing flesh.

"Ahh—good boy…"

Lilith murmured sweetly,

still licking Morvessa's chest,

as if training two students—

one below, one in front—

to pass this absurd sacred ritual.

Nathan started to tongue-worship.

Seriously.

Deeply.

With a tongue full of devotion,

and a cock that kept pressing into Morvessa's tight slit,

he became the first human to perform a double sacred insertion in the tower—

one through private flesh, one through oral devotion.