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Chapter 111: The Final Winner

With a pure face and tempting words, the innocent little angel always made Roy defenseless, easily pulling him into a tangled mess.

But today, he had no intention of indulging her any further.

Roy simply used a fingertip to stop her actions.

The girl’s legs went weak, letting out a soft whimper.

Then, from the bottom up, his fingertip traced the smoothness, navigating through valleys, and the whimpering followed along, those lips that once recited holy prayers now spilling the most sinful, alluring melodies.

Finally, Roy sealed her sweet breaths completely with a moist fingertip.

“If you want to be a good little pup, then be good and hold it in, wait patiently, got it?”

“Mm!”

Wagging her tail furiously, the clear blue eyes of Alice shimmered with tears, almost overflowing, yet she obediently squeezed her legs together, taking only the singular gift from him to ease her loneliness.

Under the desperate gaze of the golden-haired dog girl, the red-haired cat girl suddenly lifted her head, letting out a mix of pain and pleasure.

This time, there was no mercy, no hesitation or endurance; Roy unleashed the fiery dragon blood completely, igniting both girls with his most overwhelming and domineering side.

The candle flames had long extinguished, the moonlight had already faded; as everything returned to the silence of the night, the flames of dragon blood continued to boil, devouring the reckless little dogs and cats.

With Charlotte’s silver teeth leaving marks, his fingertips traced burning scars on her back, while Alice’s whimpers filled the air, her love heart glimmering in the lightning, he showed no signs of slackening, giving more, more, and more.

Until Charlotte’s stubborn little mouth could only breathe out soft mews, and until Alice’s Holy Light could no longer support her frail waist, fighting or jealousy were forgotten as the girls leaned on each other, hands clasped tightly, enduring the onslaught of dragon blood together.

The meows and barks rang high and low, resonating in a cycle that finally faded into the shadows along with the dim moonlight.

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The night after the chaos was unexpectedly quiet, as if the world had fallen asleep.

Even the breathing of the girls by his side was light.

Only the heartbeat, which hadn’t slowed since long ago, was still immersed in the indulgence of the first half of the night, refusing to calm down.

An odd blend of emptiness and fullness lingered, leaving a profound aftertaste—it felt quite wonderful.

Although doing this every day would surely be unbearable, a rare occasion like this was indeed pleasant.

Even as he felt mentally drained, it also felt like he had received immense healing, making it hard for Roy not to smile.

Meanwhile, the victory and defeat that the girls were obsessed with was finally about to be clarified.

“I can’t believe you were so loud, even prepared a lust potion… Do you really want to be such a little pervert?” Charlotte’s voice, slightly hoarse, let out a weary bitter laugh.

Alice slowly opened her eyelids, pouting, “Charlotte is the one! Except for some meows, you hardly said anything, you’re the perfect cat girl!”

“Well, isn’t that because someone was just too ruthless!”

Glancing back at Roy, with both fear and reminiscence, Charlotte shrank her neck in embarrassment, even her cat ears drooped.

“Indeed, learning that the master was really this… powerful.”

Alice murmured, her eyes still a bit dazed, affectionately rubbing her cheek against Roy’s, her delicate body entwining with him, like a small cake fully melted in passion.

The overwhelming love was no longer something they could bear alone; the experience of sharing brought the two girls closer, their teasing now lacking any provocation, their relationship much better than before.

Victory and defeat no longer mattered.

It wasn’t just feelings—Roy had proven with his body that his love for them was equal—at least, they both fell equally.

Now, holding Roy tightly, they didn’t forget to hold hands, feeling a bit sorry for each other.

As Roy looked at the two girls, their gazes full of moisture, devoid of stubbornness or desire, only left with satisfaction and affection, he couldn’t help but smile gently while ruffling their hair.

And inside, he was laughing maniacally!

Hahaha! Did you see that? If we had to say something about victory or defeat, the real winner is obviously me!

Roy playfully asked, “So, is the contest over now? If you’re not satisfied, I can always join in.”

“Uh, about winning or losing, I don’t care about such shallow things!”

“Same here. Alice thinks that coexisting peacefully is more important.”

The restless flames had long extinguished, and the unsatisfied desires had filled up; both girls averted their gazes simultaneously, feeling a bit guilty.

Hah, that’s right!

With his family standing firm, Roy couldn’t help but laugh.

Although he was just joking.

Not only had the two girls reached their limit, the violent outburst came with a price; Roy had absolutely nothing left, barely feeling his own existence.

But looking at how inexplicably obedient the two girls had become, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction he felt utterly matched the effort he had put in.

With both soft little beast girls cuddled against him, Roy felt an overwhelming wave of drowsiness wash over him.

However, just as he was about to sink into slumber, he heard Alice’s thoughtful remark.

“Being too amazing isn’t all that great.”

“Seems like we can’t satisfy the master with just the two of us.”

Charlotte replied, “Do you need to worry about that?”

“There are still so many waiting in line.”

Alice perked up, “That’s true.”

“Even if two aren’t enough, we can always have three or four, we can take turns or all together, if we all work together, we will definitely satisfy the master.” Alice dreamed about a beautiful future, filled with anticipation.

Charlotte playfully remarked, “Tsk tsk, a total of five, one each day, six together, with Sunday off, it’s almost never the same!”

Jabbing Roy’s cheek, the little red cat laughed, “So, look how happy you are, have you started getting excited?”

Excited my foot!

Roy was self-aware.

If it took seven parts strength to deal with one girl, it would require fourteen to handle two, completely an overload.

Once in a while, sure, but definitely not every day!

And don’t even mention five people together, do you all want me to live forever?!

You even leave me a day of rest—thank you so much! Even capitalists would shed tears over this!

Roy admitted there was a moment he felt a little tempted.

But thinking of the extraordinary bloodlines of the girls, each one stronger than the last, that temptation was swiftly replaced by fear!

“So, what do you think… uh, seems like you fell asleep?”

“Mm, the master must be tired too.”

The girls exchanged smiles, leaning in to give him a soft kiss goodnight.

Unable to respond to their expectations, Roy could only escape reality and sink into dreamland.