Primordial Lust System

"Wait… what are you doing? I, Tara Thorne, ain't no cheap woman!"

"Uh, so you are called Tara." Azrael snickered, the full length of her ass coming into view — and he wasn't disappointed.

"So, Tara, tell me… how do you like going around assassinating people wearing no undergarments?" he added, her pussy now in sight as the robe covering her rear tore apart completely.

"Argh, that's none of your business! Now let me go this instant!"

"Hmmm, so you have a kink? Unexpected," Azrael chuckled, pressing his hand against her entrance before pausing there.

"Argh, no… it's not like that…" Tara yelled, her voice breaking. For reasons unknown to her, a blush colored her face and spread down her neck.

Her next words froze on her lips as she suddenly felt the youth's hand pressing against her cunt. Her walls twitched involuntarily, faint drops of fluid dripping onto the floor.

"You know what?" Azrael's voice lowered, cold and cruel. "For a woman who just tried to kill me, I don't think you deserve foreplay." His words echoed in her ears as he withdrew his hand, then tore apart the robe covering his body.

His full length came into view. He pressed it against the lips between her legs, taking a deep breath as his hands tightened, grasping her ass harder before suddenly thrusting inside, plunging his full length into her.

"Hmm, not even a virgin?" he mocked, feeling the depths of her walls tighten around him.

"Huh?" A gasp of shock escaped Tara as her hole was filled completely. As if that wasn't enough, his taunting remark only made it worse. Just as she was about to yell, her pussy twitched violently, streams of her fluids dripping to the floor.

What is happening to me? Pleasure, far greater than anything she had ever experienced, crashed into her. Instinctively, she raised her ass higher into the air, pushing herself back onto the youth's cock.

"Hahahaha! It's working!" Azrael burst into laughter, his dissatisfaction morphing into pure bliss.

He could feel streams of energy rushing into him, coalescing deep within.

"A talent orb?" Azrael muttered as his memories flickered. He couldn't make out the exact rank, but he knew continuing this would yield results.

Poising himself, he pulled his shaft from her wet pussy, then with craze in his eyes, thrust into her repeatedly.

Slop! Slop! Slop! The sound of his balls hitting her entrance rang out in the room, followed by moans.

"I need more!" Azrael growled, his hand slapping her ass repeatedly, making it jiggle as more waves of power surged into him. Tara stared blankly, drowning in the relentless drilling of her pussy. Soon, before she could resist, she gave in — pushing her ass back against him, again and again, to meet his thrusts.

She snapped out of her daze when the youth suddenly let go. Grabbing her thigh, he lifted it onto his shoulder, leaving her cunt spread wide with no obstruction.

His figure slammed into her again, pounding her pussy mercilessly. He could feel her inner walls twitching as she orgasmed for the umpteenth time, yet he continued to pump into her, his own release still withheld.

Her mind was fading, drowned in endless waves of pleasure.

"Ha! Almost there," Azrael muttered. The act of sex itself was meaningless — his true goal was within sight. He was about to grasp a talent far greater than what he currently wielded. He could already feel release building

He increased his speed, thrusts sharper and harder, his shaft driving into the deepest parts of her womb.

"I'm cumming," Azrael groaned.

The words anchored Tara back to reality. Her eyes widened as she gasped.

"No, no, no — not inside me… I don't want to get pregnant!"

Azrael sneered. "Pregnant? You think you're worthy to carry my child? Fool. For the technique to work... this is a must!"

He cut off her protests, suddenly grabbing her hands and yanking them back. Slamming forward, he buried himself fully, hitting the very depths of her womb as he released, shooting thick ropes of cum inside her, filling her completely.

And then it unfolded. As his seed spread within her, mystical golden runes laced with his essence surged into her body. The talent orb within her disintegrated, its essence tearing free before merging into him.

With a groan of satisfaction, Azrael pulled out, watching as she dangled helplessly. Streams of white trailed down her thighs, her pussy twitching weakly. Her mind was too far gone, or she might have realized the truth: the D-rank talent she once carried with pride was gone, extracted and devoured. In its place, runes spread through her body, forming a sigil around her soul core, binding her.

"Hmmm," Azrael smirked. The information of the stolen talent flickered in his mind.

[D-rank Talent: Flash Step. Imbue the body with dark mana, temporarily making the user undetectable, while boosting speed-related skills by 20%.]

"Weak trash," Azrael spat. He was still too weak to display the true terror of this art. If the Supreme Extraction Art were limited to stealing mere talents, crippling his foundation would never have been worth it.

Still, he was pleased. The presence of the D-rank talent washed into his body, its changes unraveling within him. He felt himself growing faster, stealthier, capable of vanishing if he wished.

"Time to make full use of this art," he murmured, his cock hardening again. The more cum he released inside the figure before him, the greater the benefits he would reap.

But first, he smirked, it was time to strip her of even more power.

He was weak now, but that was about to change. Soon, he would display the true might of the skill. And when he was finished with her, he would be far from a weakling.

Snapping his fingers, the crimson chains loosened, and Tara's figure fell onto her ass.

Without giving her reprieve, he grabbed her hair and yanked her head forward, forcing her lips against his cock.

Her warm breath made him twitch harder. Unable to resist, he shoved his length into her mouth in one stroke, burying himself down her throat.

Her muffled gag only fueled him. He held her head in place, pounding her mouth relentlessly, balls slapping against her chin as he moaned with dark satisfaction.

"Good girl," he rasped, thrusting deeper, savoring the feeling of his cock melting inside her throat.