Demonic Dragon: Harem System

"That was crazy…" Monica murmured as she partially sat on the counter where Strax had placed her. Her pussy was overflowing with cum, which dripped onto the surface. Fortunately for her, none of it mattered. "If I could, I would have gotten pregnant," she murmured. Strax, sitting on the floor with his eyes closed, heard her murmur. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"After my complicated pregnancy, I can't have children anymore," Monica said without remorse. "At least I don't have to worry about that anymore," she said, while using her hand to wipe away the cum, trying to clean up the mess on the counter.

"So you've had a child? Your body looks too good for someone who's had kids," Strax remarked, playing with his words, as he wanted to know more about what was happening. If Monica was his, as she claimed, he needed her honesty.

"Life Stories of a Maid in the House of a Greedy Baron," she said, as if she were talking about a book, a very striking title. "Tsk, that's silly," he said, and she just smiled. "I don't want to talk about it, but in short, the Baron's daughter looked a lot like him, and he needed an heir to fulfill the promise of the girl's grandparents.

The Baroness couldn't have children, so I was the perfect solution," Monica said with regret.

"So you had this daughter in place of the Baroness, and the Baroness raised her as her own," Strax said. It made a lot of sense. "My body wasn't developing properly, and there were complications. I became infertile, even though I still have a uterus. There were some infections, and even becoming a cultivator didn't cure them," Monica said, sounding truly sad about it.

Strax couldn't even imagine the pain it must be for a woman to be unable to have more children or start a real family.

"I'm sorry. And the child?" he asked, opening his eyes and looking at her. "Oh, come on, stop giving me those eyes just to hear what you want. You know very well how the child is doing. You're not an idiot," she said with a smile. "So you are indeed her biological mother.

I thought you might be a relative, an aunt, or even a sister because of the resemblance," Strax said. "So you already suspected, huh…" Monica murmured. "What made you suspicious?" she asked, and he gave a calm smile.

Strax still couldn't reveal the System to anyone. He decided to keep it hidden until he was absolutely sure the System was an ally. After all, since he received it, the System had been limiting him incessantly in every possible way, blocking resources, rewards, and even his memories. So gradually, his distrust of the System was only growing. But returning to the conversation, Strax just smiled.

"Your eyes are identical," he said, "equally beautiful," he added, and Monica just gave a contained smile. "At least I look like her in that way…" Monica said. "Are you going to tell her about this?" Monica asked, and Strax just shook his head. "That's between you two. I don't have the right to get involved in that now, but I think it's better if you tell her. She already sees you as a mother.

I know you've protected her all her life, and she wouldn't be upset with you for hiding this from her…" Strax said.

"But, you know... don't take too long, okay? I think she'll kill me if she finds out I'm sleeping with her mom," Strax said, scratching his head. "Hehe, I won't deny, it's quite thrilling," Monica chuckled softly, and Strax did too... well, he laughed but tried not to agree. He knew Beatrice and knew that would be...

complicated if she found out Monica was his biological mother.

Then, they stood there for a few seconds until a noise was heard...

*Clep* *Clep* *Clep*

A clapping sound was heard, and Strax just looked at the kitchen entrance; there they were... Samira and Beatrice, looking at the two of them in a way... well, they really didn't seem happy.

"What a mess you've made," Samira said, very serious. She wore a semi-transparent nightgown that revealed only her belly, but you could see both her bra and panties. Beatrice wasn't any different... it seemed like they had even gone together to the same boutique to buy these sleeping lingeries.

"Wow, this combination really looks beautiful," Strax blurted out, completely forgetting what had just happened. After all, who cared? He would just admire his woman.

"Oh really?" Beatrice said, with a rather harsh look as one of the veins on her forehead almost burst from how pulsating she was.

"S-Sorry," he stammered, laughing, "And you? I expected more from you!" Beatrice said, looking at a Maid with torn underwear and a dripping white liquid pussy. "Fuck..." Beatrice said, realizing that there were still things coming out of Monica.

"That's disgusting," Beatrice said next and turned away to not see that. "As if you haven't had that experience," Monica muttered.

"What did you say?" Beatrice questioned, she was really a bit worked up. "That's what you heard, young lady, you screamed throughout the house how good his dick was!" Monica said, "What sane woman would stand still after hearing that! Look! Samira is blushing just remembering!" Beatrice quickly turned to Samira and she had a look... "Huh?!

I have nothing to do with this!" Samira said, her face still flushed.

"She's a pervert, she doesn't count!" Beatrice said, with Samira quickly adding, "Look who's talking! You came all the way here completely wet, thinking about sitting on that dick! More than enjoying his company!" Samira shouted...

Strax was paralyzed... He... "I don't know what to do," he murmured. It was one of the most bizarre situations he could have ever experienced in his life.

This situation was too absurd for even him to believe. There were three women arguing, one of them had swollen and semen-filled intimate parts, the other was in lingerie commenting on how one was more perverted than the other, and he was there... naked on the kitchen floor... and on top of everything, it was a mother and daughter argument over sharing him...

"HAHAHAHA" He laughed extremely loud, unable to contain himself. This situation was simply too absurd in every way, something he wouldn't even think about in his wildest, most perverse dreams. "What the hell is this situation! HAHAHAHA" He laughed again as the women looked at him and then at each other...

"He's gone crazy," they concluded, in unison, watching the man almost crying with laughter in front of them. The situation... somehow surprisingly became calmer.

"Come on, drop those faces, you knew this was going to happen," Strax said with a smile as he picked up his pants from the floor and began to dress. "My heart is too big to have just one or two wives, and I want to build a big family with the people I love," Strax said, dressing lightly, his chest still exposed, and the three women looked at him as if they were hungry... "See?

I told you wouldn't mind, you're already looking at me as if you're going to devour me." He gave a mischievous smile, and the women turned away. "So adorable."

"Let's go, first, about Monica. She's mine just like you, and that's it. If you want, you can try to leave," Strax said, and Beatrice stared at him seriously. "What do you mean 'try' to leave?" She asked seriously, as Strax approached Monica to pick her up.

"That's what you heard. You can try whatever you want, you can scream, you can run from me, you can distance yourself," He paused for a moment, and his gaze hit all three... "But I said, you're mine. Even if I have to lock you up in a basement, you'll be mine," He said, his eyes... seemed black, as if they were sucking the women into him, a sensation simply surreal passed through them, as if...

they were so loved, that this crazy man could take them to hell with him or to heaven, just with his massive love.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'll take this injured damsel for a hot bath to clean up, and get her some clothes, after all, we've made quite a mess here, and I'll talk to you later," Strax said very seriously as he picked up Monica, who looked at the two with a threatening smile almost saying "I won, bitches!"

Strax felt this exchange of looks, and really even thought about saying something, but he was a real man and wouldn't interfere in his wives' personal war. If they reached an extreme point, he would just punish all of them, as a man should be.

He, with Monica still in his arms, calmly climbed the stairs of the mansion. "Are you feeling okay? I believe that after a fight with your daughter, something might have happened," Strax questioned, but Monica just smiled at him.

"I know that little girl, she's just putting on a show to keep her position, she already knew this was going to happen, I wouldn't doubt she heard me moaning the last time she slept with you. It's just a matter of time until she accepts the reality, that I'm yours too," She said with a smile, she really seemed satisfied with that, much more than he expected.

"And what about..." He began to speak, but, "Let's leave it for when we're better, she'll have an outburst and destroy some things, and we still don't have the money to rebuild the house if something happens, right?" She said, she really seemed like a more determined woman...

"And to think that one night of sex would make this woman like this," He thought.