When the last Berovian soldier disappeared, a roar of victory echoed among Quinn's troops. Knights raised their bloodied swords, mages embraced each other, and even the wounded tried to rise to join the celebration.
Aria dismounted her horse, walking among her men with a serene smile. Soldiers bowed as she passed, some touching her armor as if it were a good luck talisman. The victory had been overwhelming, eight thousand casualties against the enemy's fifty thousand. A ratio that would go down in military history books.
"Princess," a knight approached, kneeling. "It was an honor to fight under your command. Your strategy was brilliant."
"Rise, knight," Aria replied gently. "The victory belongs to all of us."
As she walked across the battlefield, Aria occasionally stopped to comfort a wounded soldier or praise an officer. Her eyes, however, searched for Weiran among the crowd of common soldiers.
She finally spotted him, standing alone in the shadow of a gnarled tree. Even from a distance, she could see the hatred in his eyes, which he barely managed to disguise with a neutral expression. Veins bulged on his forehead. When their gazes met, Weiran slightly inclined his head in a gesture that might seem respectful to any casual observer.
Aria returned the gesture with a smile. She knew what he was thinking, that despite the victory on the battlefield, he would be the true winner when the poison finally consumed her.
Weiran watched his sister walk among the soldiers like a goddess of war. Her popularity grew with each passing moment, with men swearing eternal loyalty to the "Strategist Princess." This should have infuriated him, but Weiran remained calm. In his mind, this was just a temporary victory.
"Enjoy your moment of glory, sister," he muttered to himself. "Soon, it will be just a memory, and I will be there to 'mourn' your tragic death."
The poison was infallible, the same one that had taken her mother decades ago. No healing mage, no matter how powerful, could detect or neutralize it. It was only a matter of time. No alchemist could detect it in time, and even its creator didn't know a cure.
General Thorn approached Aria, his expression a mixture of reluctant respect and frustration. He had failed to sabotage Aria and knew that Weiran, whom he served, would want to punish him in some way.
"An impressive victory, Princess," he admitted. "I must acknowledge that your strategy was... effective."
"Thank you, General," Aria replied, watching him carefully. "I hope this clears up any doubts about my ability to lead. And helps you choose the right path."
Thorn bowed his head stiffly. "Certainly. I must supervise the organization of the camp now, with your permission."
"Granted," Aria replied. "And General? Remember that I will be watching all your actions closely from now on."
The general's heart stopped for a moment. And alarm signals appeared on Thorn's face before he could control it. He understood, the princess was trying to recruit him, but could he abandon the one he serves? With a quick bow, he walked away to fulfill his duties while lost in thought.
Quinn's army set up their camp. Fires were lit, tents were erected, and the wounded were treated by exhausted healing mages. The death count was taken and preparations for a dignified burial for Quinn's soldiers were underway.
Aria retired to her tent, finally allowing herself a moment of privacy. As soon as the flaps closed behind her, she let out a tired sigh and began to remove her armor piece by piece.
"An impressive performance," said a familiar voice.
Han materialized in a corner of the tent, his proud smile visible even in the dim light.
"You were here the whole time?" Aria asked as she threw herself into Han's arms.
"Only in the final moments," Han replied, embracing his wife's warm body. "I spent most of the battle observing James. He played his part perfectly."
"Three level-ups in a single battle," Aria commented, letting Han remove her shoulder guard. "The red stone is more than I had imagined."
"Yes, it's truly a power that breaks all logic," Han added. "But are you hurt anywhere?" Han asked as he slowly removed piece by piece of Aria's clothing. Watching his wife command the battlefield with perfection had aroused him; with each piece of armor removed and each bit of skin revealed, he made sure to leave a slow, lingering kiss.
"No, I'm in perfect condition," Aria replied as she melted into her husband's kisses. "But I feel... that this area here needs some care." She said as she directed Han's mouth to her pussy.
Han knelt in front of his wife and took her pussy, the taste of Aria's sweat making it even more delicious.
"Han..." she whispered, her legs trembling slightly. Aria felt so powerful and vulnerable at that moment, a general being worshipped by her beloved after victory.
He alternated between slow, deep tongue movements and more intense sucks, his hands holding her thighs firmly. Every restrained moan that escaped Aria's lips encouraged him even more, as if he wanted everyone to hear his wife moan.
"You were magnificent today," Han murmured against her, his voice filled with desire. "Watching you command those soldiers... it drove me crazy with lust."
Aria arched her back, pressing herself more against his mouth. "I knew you were watching me," she confessed, her breathing becoming heavier. "It made me fight even harder."
Han's hands moved up to caress the exposed skin of her waist, while his tongue continued its dedicated work, bringing her closer and closer to cumming.
Aria's fingers tangled more firmly in Han's hair, guiding him exactly where she needed him most. She slowly began to rub her pussy against his face, spreading her fluids all over it. Han's hands held her buttocks, pulling her even closer against his mouth.
"Like that... exactly like that," Aria moaned, her voice a restrained whisper. The sensations intensified when Han inserted two fingers inside her, maintaining a steady rhythm with his tongue as his fingers worked in perfect sync.
Aria's body began to tremble more intensely, her legs threatening to give way. Han felt the change and intensified his movements, determined to bring her to the ecstasy she deserved after leading the battle so masterfully. Han knew exactly where to press to give her pleasure, and she felt her legs weakening and pressure building in her pussy.
"Han, I'm going to..." she began to warn, but the words were lost in a deep moan as the wave of pleasure began to build in her lower abdomen.
"Cum, cum for me my beloved general," he murmured against her. "You deserve this."
The combination of Han's loving words and precise movements finally brought Aria to the edge. Her body contracted intensely, waves of pleasure running through every fiber as she bit her lips to suppress the urge to scream her husband's name, her nails lightly scratching his scalp.
Han's small cock trembled inside his pants; he wanted to fuck his wife right there. But at that moment, a voice came from outside.
"General, we are here as ordered."
They both recognized the voice; it was Gareth, the soldier who had whipped Weiran.
And Han sensed 3 other presences with him outside the tent, and along with that, he felt his wife's pussy, which had just cum, become even wetter.
Aria looked at him with desire, as if it were a request.
Han smiled. "Enjoy your victory." And then he disappeared.
"Enter," Aria said in a melodious voice, still catching her breath from the orgasm Han had given her moments before.
The four soldiers entered the tent hesitantly, and their jaws practically dropped when they saw the scene before them. Aria was completely naked, sitting carelessly on the edge of the war map table, her legs slightly open. A sweet, unfamiliar scent to the soldiers' noses still lingered in the air, mixed with the smell of sweat and battle that still emanated from their bodies.
"My General..." Gareth began, his voice failing as he tried not to look at her perfect breasts and that little pink pussy. The other three soldiers - Silas, Milo, and Cole - remained silent, their breathing heavy, the evident erections growing in their battle-stained pants.
"You were the soldiers who distinguished yourselves the most today," Aria said calmly, as if being naked in front of her subordinates was the most natural thing in the world.
"Gareth, you had already carried out my order with Weiran without hesitation. And together, you four were the first to begin the extermination of the traitors. Proving your total loyalty to my orders."
The men swallowed hard, blood rushing straight to their cocks. Not just for the recognition, but also because the princess knew their names.
They, mere common soldiers, were recognized by the princess of the kingdom; it was an honor.
And besides that, she was completely naked in front of them. For soldiers who only knew the cheapest and dirtiest prostitutes in taverns, the sight of the naked princess-general before them was like contemplating something impossible, unattainable, something they didn't even dare to dream of while sleeping.
"Tell me," Aria continued, leaning slightly forward, causing her breasts to sway gently, "what reward do you desire for your bravery?"
Gareth was the first to speak, with a voice that tried to be firm, he said: "Just... just serving you makes me satisfied, General."
The other three soldiers glanced at each other quickly, seeing that Gareth had given the "correct" answer. Silas cleared his throat nervously: "Yes, General, serving you is our only ambition."
"I completely agree," Milo murmured, his hands visibly trembling.
"Me too," Cole added, trying to hide how hard his cock already was inside his pants.
Aria let out a low, sensual laugh that made all four men shudder. "I value your loyalty," she said, slowly sliding her hands down her own thighs. "Come to me. Today you protected me with your lives and now..." she paused, using her fingers to delicately part the pink lips of her already wet pussy, "I will repay you."
The explicit invitation made Gareth completely lose any trace of self-control. Like an enchanted man, he walked towards her, his trembling hands removing his own clothes. His thick, long cock sprang free, already dripping pre-cum, the strong smell of sweat and male arousal making Aria inhale deeply with pleasure.
Without ceremony, Gareth positioned himself between her legs and slid his cock directly into Aria's wet pussy.
"hmmmmmmmmm so good"
They both moaned loudly in sync, he from the hot, wet tightness that enveloped him, she from the feeling of being filled by that thick, veiny cock she so needed.
The other three soldiers stood paralyzed, watching with open mouths as their companion began to slowly fuck the princess-general, each deep thrust making her breasts bounce. The sound of their hips colliding was the only thing that made them believe it was all real.
Gareth leaned over her, capturing the princess's lips in a hungry, desperate kiss. Their mouths clashed with a bestial passion. He devoured her like a starving man, his large hands gripping her waist to pull her against each thrust. All the stress of the battlefield, of feeling near-death at every moment, of the smell of blood and burnt flesh. It all seemed worth it.
"Fuck, General, your pussy is so tight," he murmured between kisses.
Aria caressed Gareth's body, feeling the massive physique of a trained soldier and along with it, feeling the defined muscles of Gareth's sweaty chest press against her breasts. His masculine scent, mixed with battle sweat and arousal, intoxicated her.
"Do you like... my tight little pussy? Fuck me however you want... it's your reward... Shove that thick cock deep inside," she whispered, driving Gareth crazy.
Gareth sped up his movements; every gesture, every word from the princess brought him closer to cumming. Not even two minutes had passed and he already felt himself approaching the limit.
"Ahhhhhh.... general... your pussy... I'm going to cum."
"Ahhh... Gareth... you're... so masculine... so hot... cum now... cum deep inside... fill me up," she moaned against his lips, her nails scratching his muscular back, leaving red marks on his sweaty skin. Her body began to tremble intensely, the walls of her pussy contracting around his cock. Her pussy was already sensitive after cumming with her husband, and being fucked by such a thirsty male, she couldn't resist either.
"Ahhhhhh I'm cumming... general...." With a grunt, Gareth released a long, thick load directly into Aria's pussy, who felt completely filled with the hot sperm.
"hmmmmmmmm I'm cumming.... too..." Feeling the warmth of the sperm, Aria instantly came, her pussy locking around Gareth's cock, as if not wanting a single drop to leak out.
"Hmmmmmmmm" Gareth moaned even more, the pussy tightening around his sensitive cock was like a delicious torture.
The two stood still feeling the orgasm, feeling every part of their bodies vibrate with pleasure. While hugging Gareth, Aria looked over his shoulder at the three soldiers standing like statues, their erections creating clearly visible tents in their pants.
"Come, my soldiers," she said in a voice dripping with pleasure, "are you just going to watch?"
Aria's provocation broke the three soldiers' trance. Only now did they realize they were there to be rewarded and not just to watch.
Silas was the first to move, his trembling hands struggling with his clothes, as if he had forgotten how to untie a simple knot. Milo and Cole followed quickly, stumbling over each other in their haste to undress.
When they finally managed to get rid of their clothes, they revealed medium-sized but remarkably thick cocks, all already hard and shining with pre-cum. The strong smell of sweat and male arousal intensified in the tent, making Aria inhale deeply as she felt Gareth's cock harden again inside her.
"Come here," she panted, extending both hands. "Don't be shy now."
Silas approached first on the right side, his thick cock trembling as she wrapped her hand firmly around it. Milo quickly took his position on the left, sighing heavily as Aria's delicate fingers enveloped his sweaty cock.
Feeling his cock fully hard again, Gareth looked at the princess and shyly asked, "General... can I... thrust into you again?"
Aria looked deeply into the eyes of the man who looked at her with desire, but deep down still held admiration.
She felt an unknown pleasure warm her pussy. With a sensual voice, she replied, "Of course, dear... fuck me... however you want."
And Gareth then began to move his hips again, penetrating deeply into the princess's even tighter pussy. He felt that this time, he would cum even faster.
Cole hesitated for a moment, watching Gareth fucking Aria with deep thrusts, their bodies moving in a primitive dance of lust. But then something caught his attention; unnoticed by everyone, he noticed the princess's feet, covered by a light sock that served to protect her sensitive feet from the boot's fabric.
With a courage he didn't know he possessed, he knelt silently on the floor, his eyes fixed on the delicate feet of the princess-general that dangled in the air with each of Gareth's thrusts.
Without asking permission, Cole began to gently kiss Aria's ankle, where a thin sock still covered her skin. Gareth was completely lost fucking that tight pussy, not even noticing what was happening below him.
"Ahhhh... Gareth... deeper..." Aria moaned, feeling the intense thrusts, when suddenly she felt something different on her feet.
Cole gently pulled off the sock, revealing the princess's sweaty foot. The strong smell of the day of battle, of feet that had been inside boots for hours, made the soldier almost cum right there. He inhaled deeply before starting to lick between her toes.
"Mmmmm..." a different moan escaped Aria, who looked down and saw Cole worshipping her feet as if they were sacred relics.
Meanwhile, Cole sucked each of her toes with devotion, the salty taste of the day's sweat making him moan softly. His own cock was hard as a rock, but he didn't touch himself; he was completely mesmerized by the princess's perfect feet.
"Ahhh... that's it..." Aria moaned, now being fucked by Gareth while masturbating two cocks and having her feet worshipped by Cole. "You four... are such good soldiers..."
Her hands worked Silas's and Milo's cocks with firm movements to the point where they felt a slight pain in their dicks, but it was nothing compared to the excitement they felt at that moment.
The two soldiers breathed heavily, their hips moving to her rhythm, lost in the sensation of having fantasies they didn't even know they had, realized.
Somehow, the palm of the princess's hand was better than the pussy of any prostitute they had ever fucked in their lives.
Gareth intensified the rhythm of his thrusts, feeling Aria's pussy getting even tighter around him. His cock slid easily inside her, creating obscene wet sounds.
Aria reveled in the feeling of being desired and taken by four men simultaneously. Every touch, every lick, every thrust made her feel wanted, not just on the battlefield, but in the most primitive desires of these warriors who would give their lives for her. And most importantly, she knew that somewhere in this tent, the man she loved was watching everything.
Her eyes scanned the entire space, as if searching for something, and in the corner, she saw nothing, but somehow she felt something was there.
And she was right.
Without knowing it, she was staring directly into Han's eyes, whose cock was making an almost insignificant tent in his pants and leaking sperm. He had cum without even touching himself, just watching his wife.
"HMMMMMMMMMM.... so hot... so good." As if feeling her husband's orgasm, Aria felt her own climax approaching again.
The pleasure intensified in waves, multiplying with each cock she held and each lick she received on her feet.
She wanted her soldiers to enjoy their "reward," but at that moment, she was the one being rewarded.
"Fuck, General," Gareth grunted against her neck, his voice hoarse with desire, "you're so tight... so perfect..."
Gareth's rhythm became more desperate; perhaps he was suffering the most, because with each second he felt Aria's pussy devouring his cock more and more, getting tighter and hotter. His thrusts lost control as he neared his limit. His hands gripped Aria's waist with brutal force, fingers leaving marks on her delicate skin as he pulled her against each lunge.
"General... I can't... fuck, I'm going to..." he murmured as he tried his best to resist through clenched teeth.
"Cum inside me... Fill your General with your hot cum... again."
The words were the final push, and Gareth buried his cock to the hilt and exploded inside her with hot jets. His hips contracted violently as he poured every last drop deep into Aria's tight pussy, his body shaking uncontrollably.
"Ahhhh, yes! I feel your hot cum inside me," Aria moaned. She was about to cum, but Gareth came before her.
Gareth collapsed momentarily on top of her, breathing heavily, but soon staggered away, his cock still semi-erect and dripping the last drops of cum. He felt like he had no energy left for anything.
Cole, who had been devoutly licking Aria's sweaty feet, wasted no time. The salty taste on his tongue and the spectacle he had just witnessed had left him wild with desire. He quickly took Gareth's position, his thick cock already lubricated with his own pre-cum.
"My turn," he said with a voice that didn't hide his desire.
Cole slid inside her easily, Aria's pussy still wet with the mixture of her fluids and Gareth's sperm. His cock, though smaller than Gareth's, was thick, stretching her walls in a different but equally pleasurable way.
"Fuck, what a feeling," Cole moaned, starting to move with deep, deliberate thrusts. "You're so wet, General... so hot..."
Aria arched her back, enjoying the new sensation. Her hands continued to work the cocks of Silas and Milo, who watched, mesmerized.
Cole established a relentless rhythm, his hands gripping Aria's hips as he fucked her with a desperation that made his muscles tremble with effort. His thick cock filled her completely, each thrust drawing moans of pleasure from both of them.
"General... fuck... you're perfect," he grunted, feeling the pleasure building inexorably in his balls.
"Cum inside me, Cole," Aria said breathlessly. "I want to feel all of you filling me up."
Cole then buried himself to the last centimeter inside Aria, releasing hot jets of sperm that mixed with Gareth's deep in her pussy. He pumped out every last drop before pulling away, trembling.
When Cole finally pulled away, his cock still trembling from the last spasms of his orgasm, the scene that was revealed was visually intense. Aria's pussy was completely soaked, sperm from two men running down her thighs like a white river, dripping onto the floor.
Silas approached with a hard cock, but hesitated when he saw the creamy mixture running down. He swallowed hard; his cock remained hard as a rock, but the idea of fucking that mass of sperm didn't seem pleasant to him.
Milo had the same reaction; he approached with evident arousal, but stopped when he saw her pussy completely soaked and dripping. They exchanged uncertain glances.
Aria noticed the hesitation of the two remaining soldiers. With a sensual and understanding smile, she turned slowly, resting her hands on the table and presenting her ass to them. Her delicate hands moved behind her, parting her own buttocks and exposing her pink, tight anus.
"My pussy is all filled with cum from my good soldiers..." she said in a voice dripping with lust, looking over her shoulder. "But you can use this hole here... if you want a more... special reward."
Silas's and Milo's eyes widened. Seeing the princess-general offering her ass, parting her own buttocks in an explicit invitation, made their cocks get even harder, to a point where it hurt.
"Fuck..." Silas murmured. "General, are you sure?"
"Completely," Aria purred, moving her hips provocatively. "You deserve a special reward... and I want to feel you both fucking me in this tight little hole."
Milo approached first, spitting on his own hand to lubricate his cock. He positioned the head against the tight ring of muscles and began to press slowly.
"Relax, General," he murmured, his large hands caressing her buttocks. "I'll go in slowly..."
"Ahhhh..." Aria moaned as she felt Milo's thick cock forcing its way in. "Yes... open me up... fuck my ass..."
Little by little, Milo managed to bury his entire cock in the princess's tight ass. Gareth and Cole watched, mesmerized, their cocks already starting to harden again at the sight of their commander being fucked in the ass.
"Holy shit, what a tight ass," Milo grunted, starting to move with slow but deep thrusts. "It feels like it wants to break my cock..."
Silas positioned himself in front of Aria, offering his cock to her mouth.
Aria opened her mouth eagerly, swallowing Silas's cock down to her throat. Now she was being fucked in the ass by one soldier while sucking another.
Milo established an intense rhythm, his thick cock sliding inside Aria's tight ass with deep, sure thrusts. His hands gripped her waist tightly, pulling her against each lunge.
"Fuck, General... your ass is perfect," he grunted, feeling the ring of muscles contract around his cock. "So tight... so hot..."
Aria moaned around Silas's cock, which was shoved to the back of her throat, the vibrations of the sound making the soldier tremble with pleasure. She managed to relax her ass and at the same time suck with mastery, demonstrating a skill that left all the men present impressed.
"Ahhhh... General... I'm going to cum in your ass," Milo announced, his thrusts becoming more desperate. "I'm going to fill this delicious hole..."
With a guttural roar, Milo buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Hot jets of sperm soaked the inside of Aria's ass, who moaned deeply as she felt another hot load filling her body. Milo kept pumping until he was completely empty, his body trembling with satisfaction.
When Milo pulled away, Silas silently moved behind Aria. Unlike the others, he didn't say a single word. His eyes burned with a savage intensity, like a predator that had finally found its prey.
Without giving her any time to react, he grabbed Aria's waist with brutal force and buried his cock into her ass, still dilated and lubricated with Milo's sperm.
Aria screamed in surprise and pleasure, Silas lacked the gentleness of the others. He fucked her like an animal, each thrust deep and violent, releasing all the tension of the battle through pure sexual fury. His hands dug into the soft flesh of her hips, pulling her against each brutal lunge. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the tent with an intensity that made the other soldiers instinctively step back.
"Ahhhhh! Silas!" Aria moaned, her body trembling with each furious thrust. "Fuck... so... strong..."
But Silas remained completely silent. Only his primitive grunts escaped as he hammered her tight ass with an intensity that bordered on violence. Sweat poured down his muscular body as he lost himself completely in the fury of pleasure.
Each thrust seemed to try to reach deeper, as if wanting to permanently mark his territory inside her. His eyes never left Aria's face, watching every expression of pain and pleasure that his savage thrusts provoked.
Finally, with a guttural roar that made the entire tent shake, Silas buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Jet after jet of hot sperm filled Aria's already lubricated ass, mixing with Milo's in a creamy concoction that dripped out when he finally pulled away.
Even after cumming, Silas remained silent. He just looked at Aria with an intensity that spoke more than a thousand words, a fierce loyalty that had been sealed through the most primitive of connections.
"Come here," Aria said with a sensual smile, sliding off the table and kneeling in the center of the tent. The four men positioned themselves around her, their semi-erect cocks still dripping.
Aria started with Gareth, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking deeply, cleaning every drop of sperm and fluid. Her tongue worked every vein, every fold, until his cock was completely clean and shining with her saliva.
"Mmm," she moaned, moving on to Cole. "I loved the taste of you all mixed with me."
One by one, she meticulously cleaned each cock, sucking and licking until they were clean. Every drop of sperm that ran down was collected by her skilled tongue, and she swallowed it with pleasure.
When she finished, she stood up elegantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Now," she said, her voice returning to a commanding tone, "get dressed and return to your duties. And remember, what happened here stays between us."
The four soldiers, still stunned by what had happened, bowed deeply.
"Yes, my General," they said in unison, their voices filled with a devotion that went far beyond military duty.
Aria smiled, knowing she had secured four absolutely loyal soldiers, men who would die before betraying her, for now they had something much more valuable than gold to protect: her pussy.
When the four soldiers finally dressed and left the tent with deep bows and foolish grins, a silence fell over the space. Aria remained naked, still standing in the center of the tent, the soldiers' sperm slowly running down her thighs.
"Mmm, what a show," said a familiar voice.
Han materialized again, but this time his arousal was obvious, his small 4cm cock was fully erect, throbbing with desire. His eyes roamed over his wife's used body with a lust that bordered on worship.
"Did you enjoy watching?" Aria asked with a mischievous smile, walking sensually towards him.
"Every second," Han admitted, pulling her into his arms. "Seeing other men wanting you as much as I do... it drove me crazy."
They kissed deeply. His hands explored Aria's hot, sticky body, feeling the wetness that was still dripping from her.
Han tried to position her on the table and penetrate her, but there was so much sperm running down that his small cock simply slipped, unable to find enough friction inside her soaked pussy.
"Let me help you with that," Aria whispered, guiding his cock to her swollen clit.
Han began to rub his small but hard erection against Aria's sensitive clit, creating a delicious friction. The movement caused the soldiers' sperm to run down even more, creating extra lubrication that intensified every movement.
"Like that, my love," Aria moaned against his lips, "rub your cock on my clit... make me cum again..."
Han maintained a steady rhythm, his small but sensitive glans massaging her most sensitive spot. They kissed with desperate passion, tongues intertwining as their bodies moved in perfect sync.
"Aria... fuck... I love you so much," Han moaned, feeling his own orgasm approaching.
"I love you too," she panted, her nails digging into his back. "Cum with me, Han... cum on my clit..."
The two climaxed simultaneously, Aria arching her back violently as waves of pleasure washed over her, Han grunting as he shot his sperm onto her clit, mixing with the fluids that were already there.
They remained embraced for long moments, breathing heavily, completely satisfied and connected.
"Perfect," Han murmured against her neck. "Absolutely perfect."
They both panted, recovering from the pleasure.
Han then asked.
"Your performance today was... out of the ordinary... I didn't know you... were so talented... at commanding." Han spoke as he caught his breath. Ironically, it seemed that cumming with his small cock consumed more of his energy than when it was normal. It was as if he were more sensitive now.
Aria paused to think for a moment while resting her head on Han's shoulder.
"I don't know... I've never studied military formations or things like that... but since we started this new life... I've felt that with every man I sleep with, somehow, I learn things."
Han's eyes showed a certain surprise; this was something the system had never mentioned. Perhaps there were hidden effects that not even he knew about.
"What kind of things?" he asked curiously.
"Many things, for example. I can perfectly imitate the handwriting of every man I sleep with. Also... the concepts they've mastered become clearer to me. I'm sure my knowledge of command... came from my uncle..."
Aria spoke the last word with a certain murmur of longing. She still remembered the pleasure of corrupting her uncle, a rigid general, but with little experience with women.
Han's small cock got hard hearing his wife's different tone. He knew what she was thinking.
He took her mouth again and when they realized... he was once again grinding his cock on her clit.
That night, the couple had sex a few more times before falling asleep with long smiles on their faces.