Matthew White

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  • by Matthew White “So, Titania,” I said lazily as I crossed my legs and caught Titania’s eyes, who was split between looking at the door like she wanted to escape the room despite her very noticeable nakedness and hiding under the covers, hoping that pulling the covers on her would somehow make her invisible. “You seem a little tense? Is there a reason for it?” “T-the battle was difficult,” she managed to stammer, her shyness making her even cuter. In moments like that, it was hard to remember she was…
  • by Matthew White Impaling Titania until she climaxed while I prepared to caress the naked curves of Marianne was a spectacular feeling, but one particular fact made that moment much better. It was just a short preview of the amazing break I had prepared. While the sudden appearance of a dangerous mysterious organization who managed to create such formidable warriors and mages through an unknown method —not to mention a surprisingly strong reserve of knowledge considering their amazing spells— had forced me to adjust…
  • by Matthew White I stayed at the safe house for an hour, searching the place from top to bottom, but unfortunately, failed to find anything other than the cage itself and the unique nature of the wards. So, I dismantled them while taking notes about the way they came together, and destroyed the cage after taking some pieces as the sample. It was the only clue about their origin. As a bonus, it finally completed my arcana skill. Also, Helga would appreciate the gift of another magical project, especially it was based on…
  • by Matthew White As I slipped into the basement —which was thankfully empty other than a magically-reinforced cage, currently empty— the first thing I noticed was the suppressive aura of magic that somehow wanted me to throw up. There was a sense of wrongness in the air, one I had never felt before, not even I was facing against the necromancers. Somehow, whatever was the source, it managed to feel more disgusting than the combined aura of an army of necromancers. My first suspect was the cage and the unusual magical…
  • by Matthew White It was almost dawn when I left Avaida’s room, leaving her exhausted in her bed, her arm wrapped around Carla, who had joined us later in the night, only to collapse earlier than Aviada, her experience and her lack of endurance showing themselves. Aviada was rather competitive, after all. She had a faint smile on her face as I closed the door, leaving her alone, not that it was a shocking thing. After all, not only she had experienced a spectacularly enjoyable evening, but also she had managed to gain…
  • by Matthew White “Oh, really, how are you going to do that?” Aviada smirked as she looked at me, her eyes flashing with a provocative kind of anger, one that needed to be extinguished properly to remind her of the place she deserved. It seemed that the domination she employed on Carla had been enough for her to forget what she deserved. Or, she was deliberately pushing the border to galvanize me into action. Not that any problem with it if that was the case. Fucking her into submission again was a rather pleasurable…
  • by Matthew White Watching Aviada grab her friend’s head roughly, pushing her forward without care even as Carla coughed and wheezed around my shaft was a rather great experience. I was fully in favor of Aviada paying back for Carla’s earlier trick, especially Carla’s already weak resistance melted rather speedily. “Is she also going to receive-” Aviada asked without regard, only for me to silence her with a kiss. “For the fucks sake, sweetie, keep your mouth shut about that unless I give you explicit…
  • by Matthew White I waited until Aviada was reasonably aroused until I started pumping my mana inside her, triggering a flood of experience for her. Her eyes widened in shock, one that would have been suspicious even as she struggled under the growing throes of pleasure, but luckily, Carla was too focused on the location where our bodies were meeting with each other repeatedly to actually pay attention to Aviada’s face as she looked at me questioningly. Luckily, she proved to be a touch wiser than I had given her a…
  • by Matthew White When I arrived back at the school, I wasn’t surprised to meet with utter chaos. After all, as intimidating as they were, just one monster horde was hardly enough to dent the defensive measures of Silver Spires. There was a reason for its reputation as the greatest learning center in a world where everything was determined by combat capability. But multiple monster hordes, forcing the school to choose between dispersing most of its elite fighting force to destroy them and losing all of its supporting…
  • by Matthew White As the girls dashed away in the horizon, I faced against the second monster horde of the week, preparing to cut through even as I grabbed a disposable sword, my heartbeat quickening. I was about to delve into the belly of the beast, ready to meet the challenge. However, it wasn’t going to be as easy, because the area-effect spells that I used to handle the previous horde were not available for me. While Iomene and the rest of the group had been dashing away, they weren’t far enough to miss a number of…
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