Village Head's Debauchery

Her skirt was much longer and, reaching her ankles, was raised to reveal her round, perky buttocks and glistening white panties that shimmered like a colourful star.

She leaned against the corner of the bed, her face pressed into the bed, arms wrapped around it as she gripped the bed sheets tightly while Orion thrust his veiny shaft in and out, gently pulling at her colourful panties.

Maya felt the same emotions as her sister. Her feelings rose and fell like a tsunami, her mind drifting along as Orion guided her through different levels of unseen pleasures.

Her toes suddenly curled and flexed against the floor before she let out a loud moan. "AUHHH~~~UAHH~~" She squirted for several seconds before collapsing onto the bed.

Orion swiftly caught her before she went unconscious.

In another room,

Elysia was dressed in a similar, colourful maid's attire. Her long skirt and stockings were torn from behind, and her panties had been shifted to the side as Orion plunged his throbbing veiny penis deep into her from behind.

She had been the one to suggest the matching maid outfits for Merida and Maya to enhance their intimate session. Besides, wearing costumes during their private moments was a common occurrence in Orion's household, so much so that they even held official themed events around it.

PAAHH~~ PAHHH~~

Elysia felt the same way as Merida and Maya. However, her perspective was uniquely shaped by her upbringing. She was trained from birth as a servant in the former Prismerion royal castle and had been devoted to serving the Queen and her family.

Even after becoming engaged to Orion and bearing his children, her deep-rooted instincts and discipline never faded. Though being a maid in the traditional sense was new to her, taking care of Crystalia remained a high priority, of course, only second to Orion and their children.

She carried this steadfast temperament into Orion's household. Alongside several others who shared a similar sense of duty, she helped maintain and manage the vast estate, even though, with their powers, such tasks could be completed in an instant.

In terms of beauty, there were several women from her own race who surpassed her—ranging from mature, queenly figures to the most delicate and enchanting, such as Selene, Seraphina, Crystalia, Merida, and Maya. Even beyond them, she couldn't compare to her sisters from other races, whose exotic features and divine lineage included ancient goddesses whose beauty had been perfected without a single blemish.

As for strength, though Orion's Divine Family appeared ethereal and awe-inspiring from the outside, the truth within was more complex. Every woman in the household was a divine being, and many of the children they had birthed were born with immense divine potential. In such a place, it was inevitable that some would be considered mediocre in strength or even fall further below that line.

Even her Divine Mandates, which should have easily bridged the gap in strength, couldn't provide the edge she hoped for, as the others possessed equally powerful artefacts and blessings to enhance their own power. Even if she ascended to true godhood, the difference would remain unless she experienced something extraordinary.

Because of this, she never saw the need to compete. And truthfully, there was no reason to. The household welcomed her wholeheartedly and treated her no differently than the others, regardless of strength or prestige.

In truth, despite all of this, she was satisfied.

Yet, there was nothing else she wanted even more than to have Orion crave her than he craved others in the households despite her inability to compete with them.

"AUhh~~" Elysia moaned loudly as Orion massaged the sensitive areas of her small, perky breasts while continuously plunging his scorching, engorged shaft into her womb.

PAHH~~ PAAHH~~

It was only at this moment that she could see her dream unravelling and becoming a reality.

She didn't want it to end.

At least not until she was satisfied.

In a room beside it,

Crystalia lay calmly on Orion's chest on the wide queen-sized bed, sensual fluids scattered across the rough sheets.

After a day-long intimate session, they shared various conversations as Orion demonstrated his abilities and the various items he had obtained from the Spirit Realm, diving deeper into his new perceptions of the world after ascending to true godhood.

Despite her mischievous behaviour, Crystalia had once been groomed to serve as queen of the former Prismerion Kingdom. This had earned her a fierce demeanour.

So when confronted with a level of power far beyond mortal imagination, and even considered mythical by divine beings, achieved by someone close to her, she was eager to unravel its secrets, even though she knew she would soon attain that level of power herself.

As her mother always said, learning and preparing for the future was far better than going blind.

In another room,

Selene lay in Orion's embrace on the bed, dressed in sensual black lace underwear that emphasised her mature, shapely figure. Faint traces of breastmilk lingered on her voluptuous breasts, displaying evident signs of their recent intimate session.

After their intimate session, they had spent hours in deep discussion about Orion's newfound abilities as a true god and his plans for the Spirit Beasts' migration into Paradise.

They even mischievously spied on some of the intimate moments shared by the women in the household, including Crystalia, her daughter, before willingly surrendering themselves to sleep.

Yet divines didn't need to sleep, and this was even truer for a true god like Orion.

Selene had suggested this: the simple, mundane act of falling asleep like a mortal couple after a long day so she could wake up cradled in Orion's arms.

To her, it was a way of internalising that she and Orion could now spend unlimited time together, free from any interference from her sisters. Orion had no objections and happily went along with it.

Currently, his partner's happiness and satisfaction are his top priorities.

In another room,

The room was awash with a cascade of crimson hair, floating and swirling gently as it moved from one corner to another. All of it was connected to a single source—Lyra.

"No, Ursa, don't look at me~~" Lyra called out, her voice teasing.

However, her tone and expression betrayed her words; a sly smile curved her lips, and her eyes burned with alluring fervent desire.

Suspended by her own crimson locks, her limbs were bound and stretched wide, her legs spread apart, her arms pulled sideways, held captive by the silky strands that entwined her completely.

Orion used his divine power to grip the crimson restraints binding Lyra's limbs as he stood before her, thrusting his hips forward and back with a steady rhythm.

Behind him, Ursa clung tightly to his body, her eyes narrowing into a sharp, twitching glare aimed at Lyra, struggling to suppress her irritation. All three were naked, enveloped by the swirling torrent of suspended crimson hair.

"I want you to make sure she doesn't wake up for the next three hours," Ursa said firmly, fully aware that her mother's words were meant to taunt her.

Coming from someone as mischievous and lecherous as her, such a statement was as shameless as a starving man loudly declaring he wasn't hungry while piling his plate high.

She had no shame at all.

Unfortunately, Ursa hadn't inherited her mother's shamelessness; instead, she fought back to defend her own dignity.

"I plan on doing exactly that," Orion replied, nodding approvingly at Ursa's words. Then, turning to Lyra, he smirked, "You really are naughty," meeting her lecherous, fervent gaze without hesitation.

He pulled out without hesitation and swiftly turned her around, her face pressed against the ground and her back exposed to them. Gripping the crimson hair tighter, he pulled it further, causing Lyra's legs to spread wider.

The outline of her flooded pussy, and her glistening blackhole became clearly visible, making his throbbing shaft twitch and grow even harder than before.

But he didn't stop there. Using his divine power, he manipulated the hair, binding it snugly around Lyra's enormous breasts, which had grown fuller from her continuous childbirth.

"HAH! You both are ganging up on me. Don't you have no shame doing this to the older person in the room?!" Lyra screamed, her voice tinged with amusement

Orion's hand came down gently on her large, voluptuous buttocks, the flesh rippling like waves beneath his palm.

"You truly need to be punished," he said with a teasing tone.

He then handed the strands of crimson hair tied around her breasts to Ursa, who took control with a sly smile.

Without hesitation, Orion stepped forward once more, thrusting his hardened, throbbing shaft deep into Lyra's wet, narrow pussy.

"AHHH~~" Lyra moaned loudly, her voice raw with abandon as she felt the fierce intensity of Orion's thrusts.

Her pussy juices spilt freely, outlining her glistening labia and serving as a slick coating for his hardened, veiny shaft, dripping down to stain the floor beneath them.

Though the scene might elicit confusion or shock in any unsuspecting onlooker, these hours were some of the most exhilarating moments in the lives of Lyra, Orion, and Ursa.