Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

Chapter 472 - [Bonus ] Body Collecting Committee. R-18

As he sucked on her erect nipples, Hal stretched his hand downward and initiated Erogenous touch to begin teasing her pussy that was still tingling from post-orgasmic bliss.

"Mmngghhh" Melinda moaned and grabbed his head to hold it even tighter against her breasts (whichever of the two he was focussing on) while she clamped her legs together in a hopeless bid to hold in her leaking juices.

However, her clamped legs did not stop Hal's ministrations.

Eventually, Melinda began to spasm once again and she squirted pussy juices as she was subjected to a minor orgasm.

Once she came down from that high, Hal propped her up on all fours and placed his cock right at her moist and glistening entrance.

He rubbed his cock against it for a short while before thrusting inside her to the hilt in one push that saw Melinda arch her back and moan out loud in pleasure.

At first, Hal thrust slowly, not to get her used to him as that bridge had long been crossed and forgotten, but just so he could not the sensation of being inside her warm and moist snatch.

The manner in which Melinda tightened around him and then loosened up only to tighten once again almost felt like he was getting a Cock massage.

Anyway,

His lustful nature eventually took over and his speed began to gradually increase as he thrust in and out at a quick and steady rhythm that was always accompanied by the musical hitting of his pelvis against her wonderful ass,

Her wonderful ass which he grabbed as he sawed his cock in and out of her.

"Ahhnn... Oh yes... Hal, harder... Fuck me HARDERRRR!!!" Melinda yelled at the top of her lungs and Hal did grant her wishes.

He pounded into her with resounding smacks that could be heard all around the mansion.

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

Even as the pounding went on, Melinda experienced multiple orgasms but minor and major that had her pussy spasming around Hal's cock, and enhancing the experience all the more.

And then, Hal's skin went crimson and became marred with Dark likes as he took on the form of a Mid-World Devil, a form that instantly aroused the vindictive desire to burn him to a crisp.

However, as the golden flames of her Dane bloodline began to coat Melinda's form, Hal initiated {Mind Meld} which instantly curbed the reaction while also heightening the pleasure of their intercourse all the more.

Then Hal pulled out of her and while Melinda's body twitched from even more minor orgasmic sensations, her lust for Hal was not yet quenched, although to be fair, she already deemed it as unquenchable, so she pushed him lightly down and quickly mounted his straight pointing hard cock.

She began to ride him, so hard and passionately that Hal felt as though he was some prized bull off of which she was attempting not to be bucked off. He did not particularly hate that feeling,

In fact, he welcomed it as he grabbed her hips but made no move to assist her thrusts.

This was all her.

*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*

Over and over, Melinda smacked her ass against Hal's laps while moans of pleasure kept leaking out of her lips.

Soon, the two changed positions once again with Hal raising one of Melinda's legs to spread her even wider for his smacks to have more impact and force behind them.

Then after half an hour in this position, Hal groaned and spewed copious amounts of cum inside Melinda's pussy, enjoying it, even more, thanks to her tightening snatch as she was having her most major orgasm yet.

But that was far from being the end and the two would continue changing positions and indulging in each other's bodies, sharing essence for many more hours to come.

...

Eventually, they separated and ended their passionate session as they both refined the essence they had gotten and moved ever closer to the Cosmic Aurora realm, although Hal was farther along.

When they were sure they were presentable again, they left the Harem space with Hal wondering how he could get every single dead body in Gelread valley.

He could not possibly go about picking the bodies and sending them into the Beast habitat as that would be quite impractical and give him away.

Shielding it from view with a dome of astral energy could also give him away due to the signature royal blue color his Astral energy takes.

At first, he wracked his brain and then thought,

'Screw it, there's no point hiding anything at this point. Let's just show this bunch where the bodies of their dead are going to end up'.

-

That night, the men and women of the Haronian Army saw something peculiar.

They had been celebrating since the Dystopians retreated and only planned to move their dead at night but someone beat them to it, or more accurately, something beat them to it.

"Alright move it along, move it along, we don't have much time. Master wants us to get this done as quickly as possible. Come on Devils-in-the-making, MOVE IT!"

The one speaking was a humanoid bear with red eyes and a monstrous-looking physique.

The Bear was of course Borus, the ex Tretch king and now commander of the Semi-Devil beasts inside Hal's beast habitat, and the monstrous physiques that boasted of hardness that surpassed what he ever had as a Demon beast was a sign of his mutation heading towards becoming a true Devil.

The ones he was addressing were none other than the thousands of beasts Hal had inside his Beast habitat.

Hal had set them all loose and let them gather the beasts themselves.

"Why are you all so slow? Pick up the pace, I want everyone grabbing at least two bodies. Let's clear this up quickly." Borus kept barking orders and soon he was approached.

They were B-class Lieutenants and while a dislike for these beasts showed in their expressions, they neglected to arm themselves for now as they sent word to the Grand tent on this peculiar sight.

"Who are you?" A B-class lieutenant eventually asked when he got a little closer to Borus. 

Borus looked over at him with narrowed red eyes, 

"My name is not for you to know" he told the lieutenant in a curt tone of voice.

The Lieutenant that had spoken frowned and looked ready to act out with extreme prejudice when another Lieutenant stretched an arm to hold him back as he asked Borus who had not looked a tad bit worried, 

"Then might we ask. why you are here?" The Second Lieutenant asked.

Borus looked at the first lieutenant like he was an insect not worthy of considering before he said, 

"We are a part of the Body Collecting Committee," Borus said with his voice not sounding any nicer than it had before.

Then he turned and continued barking orders to the Beasts.

"Those are the bodies of brave experts of the Haron continent, you bastards are stealing them!" Said the first lieutenant.

The second, however, decided to rephrase, 

"Body Collecting Committee? I've never heard of it" he said.

Borus shrugged, 

"I have no idea why that is. Our committee has existed since the dawn of time." The Devil bear said with a wolfish grin and a lick of his snout before he continued, 

"We take contracts that involve clearing battlefields such as this of dead bodies. I have the contract right here..." He said and presented a parchment which he handed to the Lieutenant.

The Lieutenant frowned, 

"This is not a contract. It just says 'We can do whatever we want and you can't stop us'."

"Sure it is! And it's a binding one at that. Just as it says, if you don't fuck off and stay out of our way, you are going to join the many bodies we're already carting away." Borus said in a not so veiled threat.

The Lieutenants immediately summoned their cosmic Armaments and charged Cosmic Auroras.

However, the display did not rouse fear in the semi Devil beast's eyes, instead, he looked pleasantly amused....