AN: here your bonus chapter.
50 power stone= 1 bonus chapter for this week
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That afternoon, they finally returned from their date.
Rebecca looked genuinely happy. For her, today felt very special because she got to spend more time with Allen—just the two of them.
Now they were standing in front of Rebecca's apartment door.
She turned to him with a warm smile. "Allen… do you want to come in? I can make you a drink."
Allen smiled slightly at his new girlfriend. "Sure."
He had no intention of refusing.
Yes, they were officially dating now. Allen wasn't the type to beat around the bush. Before they parted earlier, he had already confessed his feelings clearly. Rebecca accepted without hesitation, because from the very beginning, she had felt the same way about him.
As for the fact that Allen had several wives… that issue was already handled by the harem halo, which made the women around him naturally not see it as a problem.
And besides, in many worlds, powerful and wealthy men often had more than one lover or wife at the same time. It wasn't something unusual in Allen's situation.
Rebecca unlocked the door and stepped inside, turning on the lights.
"Come in," she said softly.
And just like that, their new relationship moved one step forward.
Allen sat on the chair while staring at Rebecca's ass who was preparing orange juice for him. Her movements were so fluid and graceful that Allen felt his throat get a little dry just by looking at her like that.
"This is your drink, Allen." Rebecca walked over to the sofa and placed the cup on the table.
"Thanks," Allen replied with a smile, taking a sip of his tea.
"Hey… I've been thinking," Allen said, looking at her. "How about you move into my apartment too? You know, I don't want all my women living apart."
Rebecca smiled faintly. "Can you give me some time to think about it? At least a few days."
"Of course…" Allen nodded. He wouldn't push if Rebecca said no.
They chatted casually for a while, talking about work and the little things in their daily lives. Allen listened to Rebecca with full attention, his hand gently resting on her slim waist. The conversation stayed warm and easygoing, until suddenly, right in the middle of their talk, they leaned in and shared a tender kiss. They savored the intimate moment, their lips brushing softly against each other.
After that sweet kiss, they both headed to the bedroom. The room was cozy and private, with soft lighting casting a gentle glow over the bed. Allen started undressing slowly, peeling off his shirt to reveal his toned chest, then his pants, letting them drop to the floor. Rebecca watched him, her heart racing, and followed his lead. She slipped out of her clothes too, her small B-cup breasts coming into view, her skin flushing with nervousness and excitement.
Allen stepped closer, his eyes locked on hers as he reached out and began to fondle her tiny B-cup breasts. His fingers traced the soft curves, squeezing gently, feeling her nipples harden under his touch. Rebecca let out a soft gasp, her body trembling slightly.
"Ahhh... Allen, this is my first time, so please treat me gently," she whispered, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. Her voice was shy, but there was a hint of eagerness in it.
Allen smiled down at her, his hands still caressing her breasts. "Don't worry, I'll take it slow," he murmured. Then, he guided her lower, encouraging her to start with some foreplay. "Use your mouth on me, Rebecca. Give me a blowjob."
Rebecca knelt down, squatting in front of him, her eyes widening at the sight of his erect cock. It was huge, throbbing with need. She swallowed hard, her saliva building up as she stared at it. "It's even bigger than the size of my hand," she said softly, almost to herself. She wrapped both her hands around the thick shaft, stroking it up and down, feeling its warmth and the veins pulsing under her fingers.
Tentatively, she parted her lips and took the head of his penis into her mouth, sliding it in slowly. Her small mouth stretched around it, and she felt a choke building in her throat—she couldn't swallow the entire length yet. Allen noticed and placed his hands on her head, his fingers threading through her hair. "Just open your mouth wide, relax your jaw," he instructed gently.
Rebecca nodded slightly and did as he asked, opening wider. Allen guided her head forward, pushing more of his cock deeper until the whole shaft slid into her throat. She gagged a little at first, but he held her steady. Then, he started moving her head slowly, back and forth, letting her get used to the rhythm.
Gluk... gluk... gulk...
As she adjusted, Allen picked up the pace, his hips thrusting quicker against her mouth. The wet sounds filled the room, mixing with Rebecca's muffled breaths. She started to feel lightheaded, intoxicated by his musky body scent, and surprisingly, she began to enjoy the taste—sweet like strawberries, coating her tongue.
"I'm going to cum," Allen groaned, his hips wiggling as the pressure built.
Hearing that, Rebecca moved her head even faster, her hands gripping his thighs for support. Gulk... gulk... gulk...
Allen exploded, his cum shooting into her mouth. Rebecca tried to swallow it all, gulping down as much as she could, but it was her first time, and some thick white strands spilled out, dripping onto the floor.
"Allen, you taste like strawberry," she said breathlessly, wiping her lips with the back of her hand, a shy smile creeping onto her face.
Allen didn't say anything right away. Instead, he reached down, scooped her up in his strong arms, and laid her on the bed. The sheets were soft against her skin as he positioned himself between her legs. He leaned in and started giving oral to her pussy, his tongue flicking out to lick her wet folds.
At the same time, he slid a finger into her tight asshole, probing gently while his mouth focused on her clit. He sucked on her thin labia, pulling them between his lips, then swirled his tongue around her sensitive clit.
"Ouhhh... yesh... ahh..." Rebecca sighed, her voice breaking every time his tongue touched her clit. Pleasure built quickly, her body arching off the bed.
Soon, her whole body vibrated with intensity, her head thrown back against the pillow as she climaxed hard. Juices gushed from her pussy, and Allen sucked them all up eagerly, his mouth devouring every drop.
"You taste really good, Rebecca," he said, lifting his head with a grin.
Hearing the compliment made Rebecca blush deeply. She grabbed a pillow and tried to cover her face, embarrassed by her own reactions.
"Hey, don't cover your head," Allen chuckled, pulling the pillow away gently. He thought to himself, What a shy woman. Then, he leaned down and kissed her mouth again, letting her taste her own juices on his lips—sweet and tangy.
After the kiss, Allen trailed his mouth down her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin, making her shiver. He moved lower to her cleavage, his hands cupping both of her small breasts. He licked her nipples, circling them with his tongue until they peaked hard, while his lower body pressed against her. His cock rubbed against her crotch, sliding along her slick pussy lips, teasing her entrance.
"Hmm... Allen, can you just come in? I can't stand it already," Rebecca begged, her voice husky with need, itching for his cock to fill her.
"Okay..." Allen replied, his voice low and reassuring.
He took his dick in his hand, guiding the thick head to her narrow pussy hole. He pushed his waist forward slowly, inching inside. He could feel her hymen resisting, a thin barrier blocking him from going deeper. With a firm thrust, he broke through, taking her virginity in one strong push.
"Ahh... Allen, please don't move," Rebecca cried out, pain flashing across her face as she adjusted to the stretch.
Allen stayed still, letting her get used to his cock buried deep inside her. Once her breathing steadied, he began moving his waist slowly, pulling out and sliding back in.
Plop... plop... plop...
"Ahh... yes..." Rebecca started to enjoy it, the initial pain fading into pleasure. She could feel his cock hitting her G-spot with every thrust, sending waves of ecstasy through her. Her head pulled back, and she moaned loudly, her nails digging into his back.
Soon, she climaxed for the second time, her pussy clenching around him. "AHHH!"
After she came down, Allen pulled out gently. "Let's change positions," he said. "Get on all fours, facing the mirror. I want you to see yourself getting fucked."
Rebecca obeyed, positioning herself on her hands and knees, her eyes meeting his in the reflection. Allen knelt behind her, gripping her hips as he slid his cock back into her pussy from behind.
Plop... plop... plop...
From this angle, her pussy squeezed him even tighter, especially when he thrust deep enough to hit her womb. It drove Allen wild, making him want to go faster. He watched in the mirror as her ass cheeks jiggled with each collision of their skin, her small breasts swaying.
"Ahhh... yes, Allen... move faster," Rebecca urged, starting to push her hips back against him, making the slapping sounds louder in the room.
"I'm going to cum, Rebecca," Allen grunted, his pace quickening.
"Ahh... yes... cum inside me," she pleaded, craving the feel of his load in her womb.
Allen thrust hard, his hands squeezing both her breasts, pinching her nipples. "Ahh... yes... yes..."
Finally, he climaxed, pumping his cum deep into her pussy. Rebecca's body trembled as she felt the hot spurts filling her, triggering her own orgasm. Her arms gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed, passing out from the overwhelming pleasure.
Well, it looked like Allen would have to stop for now—Rebecca had passed out completely.
"It seems I can't go on," Allen said softly to himself. He gently covered her body with a blanket, tucking her in, before heading to the bathroom to clean himself up.
Not long after he came out, he grabbed his phone and called Raviel, telling her that he might stay the night at Rebecca's apartment. The clock had just struck eight in the evening.
Shortly after ending the call, his phone rang again. Allen glanced at the screen and smiled faintly.
"Ohhh, it's Katherin." He quickly answered the call.
(Are you busy?)
"Well… you could say no. What's up, Katherin?"
(Hey, did you forget you promised me dinner…? By the way, where are you now?)
"I'm at my girlfriend's apartment. Yeah, I only remembered the dinner plan after you reminded me," Allen replied casually.
(Okay then, do you want me to pick you up?)
Allen thought for a moment before nodding slightly. "Yeah, sure."
He then gave her the address to Rebecca's apartment, which happened to be not far from his own place—just four blocks away, right near the police station.
Not long after, a car stopped in front of Rebecca's apartment. Allen stepped out casually, closing the door behind him before walking toward the car. Katherin rolled down the window and looked at him with a small smile.
"Hey, are you ready to join me for dinner, handsome?" she teased.
Allen opened the door and got in. "Yeah, of course," he replied lightly.
Katherin shook her head with a smile. "You really need to learn how to keep promises, Allen." She wanted to complain a little since he had forgotten their plan.
They then drove off toward a well-known restaurant in the city center. That night, the streets were still lively, shop lights flickering along the way.
When they arrived, a waiter greeted them right away and guided them to the table Katherin had reserved beforehand. The restaurant felt warm, decorated with dim lights and soft music playing in the background.
Allen pulled out a chair for Katherin before sitting down across from her. "So… what's so special about this place?" he asked with a playful smile.
Katherin rested her chin on her hand, gazing at him with a teasing look. "What's special… is that I want to have dinner with you, just the two of us, without any interruptions."
Allen chuckled softly and picked up the menu. "In that case, let's make sure tonight is truly memorable."
The waiter came to take their order, and soon their conversation flowed easily. They talked about work, little things that made Katherin laugh, and Allen's playful remarks that sometimes made the atmosphere more intimate.
When the food arrived, the warm aroma of the dishes teased their senses. Allen looked at Katherin while raising his glass. "To the dinner date I almost forgot."
Katherin clinked her glass against his and smiled sweetly. "And to you, for finally keeping your promise—though with a bit of drama."
The night went on with lighthearted conversations and smiles that never left Katherin's face.
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The next morning, Allen opened his eyes with a calm feeling. The night before, he had simply returned to Rebecca's apartment after having dinner with Katherin. Although he had truly enjoyed their time together, in the end, they hadn't taken things any further—at least not yet.
Beside him, Rebecca had just woken up, still struggling to move her body normally. Fortunately, she had already taken a leave from work. After cleaning herself up in the bathroom, her legs still trembling slightly, Rebecca lay back down to rest after having the breakfast Allen had prepared for her.
Seeing Rebecca fall back asleep, Allen quietly got up and left. His destination was a place where he was scheduled to meet someone. He was a little curious—who could this person be? According to Alex's message, it was supposed to be an additional guard she had sent for him.
Now, Allen sat waiting casually. While he waited, he sent a quick message to Alex, asking how she was doing. A flicker of longing for the woman stirred in his chest.
Not long after, the sound of light footsteps approached. A woman came up to him and greeted him in a firm voice, "Hello, are you Allen Winter?"
Allen turned his head. Standing before him was a blonde woman with a short bob haircut. Her expression was stern, her demeanor sharp, like a soldier well-acquainted with the harshness of life. Yet behind that steel-like exterior, her face was striking—beautiful in a way that was natural, untamed, and utterly unlike the polished glamour of celebrities.
Allen caught his breath for a moment. Why does my throat feel dry again…? he thought.
"Hmmm… who are you? Are you the one Alex sent?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the woman.
"Yes, I'm the one sent by Miss Alex to be your bodyguard for four months. I'm also a special combat instructor at S.T.A.R.S. My name is Svetlana Belikova. You can call me Svetlana or Lana."
"Ohh, nice to meet you, Lana. You can call me Allen," Allen replied while shaking the woman's hand. Her hand was a bit rough from training, but Allen didn't really mind and invited her to sit down.
"You said you're a combat instructor. Won't your job clash later on?" Allen asked curiously.
"My contract with S.T.A.R.S. will end next month, so I'll have time to be your bodyguard," Svetlana replied in a firm tone.
"Ahh, in that case, let's exchange contacts first," Allen answered. He didn't really think much about it—at least now, besides Lupo, he had another MILF.
Now Allen remembered this woman—she was the one who could defeat Ada Wong in a one-on-one fight, and her combat skills were beyond question.
She was also the future president of a country called the Slav Republic. Allen had no idea how Alex managed to know this woman, let alone arrange for her to become his protector. Her background alone was already impressive enough.
After they exchanged contacts, they parted ways since Svetlana didn't have to guard him 24/7; for now, she still had work elsewhere. Allen then headed to Umbrella's underground research laboratory to begin his work.