[Pleasure Points: 2278]
The next day, Liam faced Sirem again so she could continue improving her combat skills.
Vivian and Margaret watched the sparring match from a wooden bench.
Liam blocked Sirem's kicks and punches.
"You need to improve further. Don't forget that you possess an A+ Rank artifact; you must learn what its functions are."
Sirem nodded, realizing she had only been using the gloves to strike because they boosted her punching power, without ever bothering to find out if they had other functions.
The sparring session lasted over two hours; Sirem was sweating and had expended a significant amount of martial aura. She had discovered that her gloves could unleash powerful martial aura strikes, but each one consumed a large amount of energy—she could manage three at most.
After unleashing her third martial aura strike—which created a crater half a meter deep—Sirem collapsed to her knees, utterly exhausted and breathing heavily.
Liam had dodged the attacks with ease because he was Rank A-, though he knew that otherwise, the blow would have caused him injury.
The key difference was that, regardless of the strike's power, the attack had been launched with the speed of someone still at Rank B—directed at an experienced fighter of a higher rank.
"The artifacts granted by the Cosmic Source are quite useful." Liam scooped Sirem up into his arms and carried her inside the tent.
"You bastard... what are you planning?" Sirem glared at Liam with feigned sternness.
"Why ask when you already know?" Liam grinned mischievously.
A few steps later, they both entered the tent.
"I really worked up a sweat this time."
Liam positioned himself between her legs; both were still clothed.
Her breathing made it clear she was still exhausted from the sparring session.
"I forbid you from using those damn toys." As she said this, she began to undress.
Liam removed her pants and underwear.
She spread her legs.
He began rubbing his massive member against her clitoris.
She felt pleasure slowly building in her body, already heated from the earlier training.
"Mmm... you can put it in now..." She spread her naughty pussy open with her fingers, and Liam didn't hesitate to thrust deep inside her.
"Nnngghh... aahhhh... you're filling me up..."
Liam listened to her sexy moans as he continued to thrust into that pussy, slick with lust.
[The host's fluids increase the sensitivity of the woman's body.]
They kissed, their wet tongues entwining lasciviously, while her hands roamed over his back.
He squeezed her breasts.
"Bastard... stop... aaahhh..."
Liam began using the fingers of his right hand to stimulate her clitoris while pinching one of her nipples.
As her most sensitive areas were stimulated, her mind began to cloud over with wave after wave of intense pleasure.
Her pussy tightly embraced the massive member that kept thrusting into her.
Liam kissed her and thrust deeply, releasing a massive load of his viscous, lustful essence.
She stretched out her legs sensually and reached an intense orgasm, gasping with pleasure.
[The host caused the woman to have 1 orgasm: +2 Pleasure points]
[The host caused the woman to have 1 super-orgasm: +3 Pleasure points]
[The host reached climax once: +2 Pleasure points]
[Pleasure points: 2285]
"Liam, you're taking advantage of me."
"Of course; you know I love seeing you like this," Liam thrust into her again.
"Let me rest a bit."
"Impossible—you're competitive. Now I'm going to be, too," he teased her playfully.
"Aahhh... you bastard... you wicked man... mmm..."
Despite her complaints, she couldn't stop moaning.
With every thrust, her juices mingled with Liam's essence.
Skin slapped against skin, and her pussy clung to his massive member.
She dug her nails into his back, and he sat up, pulling her close.
He squeezed her buttocks, controlling the intensity of the thrusting.
After several thrusts, her mind felt almost blank.
She bit down on his shoulder.
He came inside her again, and a liquid surge of lust—and more—poured from her.
"I hate you..."
After she spoke those words, they shared a deep, lustful kiss, and then she let her head rest on his shoulder.
[The host triggered 1 orgasm in the woman: +2 Pleasure points]
[The host triggered 1 super-orgasm in the woman: +3 Pleasure points]
[The host reached climax once: +2 Pleasure points]
[Pleasure points: 2292]
"Want to go to the lake?" Liam smiled.
"No, change the mattress and the sheets and let me sleep," she said in a weary voice.
She took a clean mattress and a set of sheets out of her storage item.
Liam set up the mattress and put on the sheets.
She took out a towel and began wiping the sweat from her body.
"I think you'd better bathe—unless you brought more mattresses and sheets."
"You just want to fuck me now that I'm tired," she said, giving him a questioning look.
Liam laughed; he found it amusing to see her like this, given that she was usually so playful.
"Come on, I promise to hold back."
Liam took Sirem's hand, and after leaving the tent, they walked to the lake, where he helped Sirem wash her beautiful body.
"See? I'm holding back a lot."
She felt his huge, hard member pressing against her buttocks.
"You promised," she said with a weary look.
"Alright, I'm just kidding."
Once they had both bathed, they returned to the tent and lay down to sleep, cuddling in the spooning position.
...
"You need to focus your mana on perception; if you can get your perception to synchronize even further with your magical artifact, your abilities will improve."
"Could I learn some spells?" Vivian asked curiously.
"It's possible, but your Class is Scout. You should continue honing your skills just as you've been doing throughout the dungeon."
Outside, at Liam's request, Margaret was teaching Vivian magic lessons tailored to her Class.
Vivian paid close attention to the beautiful witch's lessons.
She found the witch's explanations excellent—so good, in fact, that she considered her nearly as skilled at teaching as, or perhaps even better than, the professors at the Academy. Still, she didn't dwell on that thought; instead, she simply seized the opportunity to learn magic from someone so talented.