OP Milf System: Every Moan, I Grow Stronger!

Chapter 17: Hybrid

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Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Hybrid

Well, they had until morning, and Quinn wasn’t about to let a single second of point accumulation go to waste!!

Squelch... squelch...squelch..

"Hehe, I guess we don’t need to rest today!! Oryah!!!" Quinn truly believed in the saying that there’s no rest for the wicked!

"Ahhnnn... Ahnnn... ahnnn... you... are... full of energy... Quinn" Lyra could only mumble between lound moans as he began his grind once again!

’Hehe...you are really pervert Lyra...’ Quinn thought while doing the deed! 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

His fingers, bolstered by the Godly Fingering skill... moved with a rhythmic precision that made Lyra’s back arch off the silk sheets!

Quinn explored every sensitive fold of her pink pussy, the Squirtinng touch... ensuring that she remained a fountain of love juice...

"Quinn... please... I can’t..." she gasped, her hands clutching the pillows as he leaned down to swil his tongue around her erect, sensitive nipples....

Quinn moved back to the main course!As his monstrous cock throbbing as Lyra took it back into her mouth for another round of service.

The friction of her soft lips and the heat of her throat combined was creating a loop of pleasure that seemed to defy the ticking clock.

Every time Lyra thought he was finished..he attacked again! Quinn’s stamina proving to be a bottomless well.

They even traded traded positions...fingering, blowjobs, and heavy grinding, until the room felt thick with the intoxicating scent of their combined juices...

’What a bliss...hehe’ Quinn thought as he looked at the masterpiece...

***

Regrettably, dawn eventually broke, signaling the end of heavenly session and the beginning of his battle.

"I’m going now, Lyra..." he said softly, leaning over to kiss her forehead.

She was sprawled across the bed, looking like a beautiful wreck, her limbs heavy with exhaustion, yet her face wore a serene, satisfied smile.

Lyra felt like she is in the cloud nine at the moment...

Quinn already cleaned up their mess, not wanting to leave a trace of their session...

Quinn knew he couldn’t delay the Nekoball wouldn’t appreciate being kept waiting, and he had no desire to find out if he’d fit in its mouth!

"Hmmnn..." she replied cutely, her voice a tiny peep. She had broken down completely by the end of their session, and though they hadn’t shared a kiss and a proper sex yet, Quinn felt it was within his grasp...

He just needed to wait for her to fully open her heart...and it won’t take much longer...

....

Alas...he was back in his shitty cell.

"Status," Quinn mumbled and the system appeared...

Host: Quinn Cole

Age: 19 years old

Race: Human

Rank:Tier 1 - Novice (Low-tier human)

Strength: 25

Agility: 23

Endurance: 31

Mana: 27

Non distributed Points: 56

Skills:

Severing Cut (Rank C-)

Exclusive Skills:

Squirting Touch (Rank S)

Infinite Endurance (Rank SS) Monstrous Cock! (Rank ???)

Godly Fingering (Rank B-)

Inventory: [ Locked ]

Shop: [ Locked ]

Quinn nodded at the mountain of unused points, his total stats were now well over 100, yet his Talent Core was still only 20% filled...that’s really astonishing....

’ Maybe I’m a monster compared to those folks...but that’s exactly what I need to be....I won’t remain weak...not after I promised Lyra to make her mine.’

Without hesitation, he distributed 12 points into each attributes, feeling his power surge.

Quinn felt as though he could pulverize boulder with his bare hands. It was so magical, intoxicating feeling...

He recalled Lyra’s lesson, to grow strong, one usually had to kill beasts and absorb their cores or rely on expensive artifacts.

That was the path of the beings here. His path...however, was paved with pleasure...

Every session with a woman..specifically a MILF, made his cultivation easier than anyone else’s in this world!! It is because he can grow stronger as long as he keeps fucking!!!

Knock!! Knock!! Knock!!

"Rat! It is now your time..." That same monstrous, booming voice echoed from the hallway, making Quinn’s back straighten instinctively.

"I guess it’s time..." Quinn said, cracking his neck. It wasn’t arrogance fueling him, but the sheer confidence radiating in his body...

He followed the Nekoball. This one was different, it wore a tight, sleek black tuxedo that looked bizarre yet intimidating on its round body...and cute at the same time..

The design suggested a higher status, meaning the Nekoball is likely much stronger than the ones he’d seen before. Quinn decided not to scan it, some things were better left unknown for now.

They walked for several minutes through winding corridors. Quinn still didn’t fully grasp the layout of the Crucible, but he suspected they were about five floors underground, though he didn’t have much time to ponder the prison, because the thunderous chant of the arena began to roar in his ears.

WOAHHH!! KILL FOR OUR SATISFACTION!

KILL! KILL! KILL!

GLORY! GLORY! GLORY!

’Freaking ghouls... they treat death like a game.’ he cursed internally...

Quinn’s stomach churned from the way they shouted like a madman...they a literally ghouls..

For now he was the entertainment, a disposable piece for the faceless silhouettes in the stands...

"HERE WE HAVE HIM!!! THE RAT WHO MANAGED TO KILL DESTROYER!!"

The host voice thundered, vibrating in Quinn’s chest.

"WAS IT LUCK OR A FATE?!! LET’S FIND OUT!!!"

"AND IN THE OTHER CORNER... THE MONSTER AMONG MONSTERS!!!"

" EXECUTOR!!!!"

Ting!

The system chimed after the being emerge....

Beast Detected: Hybrid

Rank: Tier 2

Boom... boom... boom...

Heavy, rhythmic footsteps shook the ground. Quinn squinted against the blinding arena lights, his hand tightening on the hilt of his rusted sword.

’Shit...what’s that thing? Is that even a beast?’ Quinn thoughts raced after seeing the hulking figure walking out...

Standing three meters tall was a nightmare given form. It was a humanoid beast, standing on two powerful... fur covered legs that ended in wicked claws. Its upper body was encased in jagged black armor, but its arms were the most terrifying feature....they weren’t hands but massive razor sharp sickles that hummed with a lethal look...that sickle can surely split Quinn’s body without any problems!

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