Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 142 The Eromancer's Rage Mode Is Sort of... (R-16)

"...Maybe we should do it in front of them, Rhys Wilder?"

"Stop it with the jokes already, just free us!"

"The two of you can go hanky panky anytime you want after this and dry out Rhys's balls, but just get us out of thing goddamn thing first!"

"This… is kind of highly erotic, no? I think the adrenaline's finally getting to me."

All Rhys has been hearing for the past couple of hours were the voices of women, all urging them to free them from their confinement. And Rhys also wanted to do just that…

…that was his desire. And so he did, and perhaps since Maria's was the last voice he heard, it was Maria who he was able to summon close to him. But as he did so, however, something in him…

…snapped.

He could feel it, physically. It was a pulse, strong enough to cause his body to violently convulse for a single millisecond. The blood of Eros that was flowing through his veins was getting stronger by the second, almost as if there were still a part lying dormant that was suddenly jolted awake—no, that is exactly what it felt like.

It felt exactly the same as when he first awakened the blood of Eros, except stronger… much stronger.

Rhys absolutely despises the feeling as it feels like a part of him is disappearing. And although most parts of him were a rollercoaster of insanity, he still treasured them so much so because it was the only thing keeping him going — the silent rage.

Or perhaps it wasn't insanity that was being taken away, perhaps it was the last semblance of his sanity…

…completely replaced with something else entirely.

"So, are you still deciding or—Hrk!?" And as Maria was still moving her hips up and down and brushing Rhys's pants with her hands, Rhys suddenly pulled her hair down to the point she was almost already lying on her back; diagonally, since her ass was still resting on Rhys's lap,

"W… wait, I was just kidding."

"...No, you're not," Rhys looked Maria right in the eyes, causing her entire body to shiver as Rhys's silver eyes almost seemed like it was penetrating the deepest parts of her — and they were. They were looking through the deepest parts of her.

'I want you to humiliate me in front of everyone. Fuck me hard and show me at my most vulnerable.'

Rhys was hearing her thoughts loud and clear, almost as if she truly was just speaking to him. It wasn't even a whisper anymore. Rhys wasn't even looking at the Large Gray Heart floating above Maria anymore, not noticing that it was slowly being filled up with red.

"Let go of me, Rhys Wilder," the tone of Maria's voice returned to being monotonous; the flush in her face, however, made her almost look as red as a tomato. Her breaths, stuttering as she could not seem to stray her eyes away from Rhys.

And Rhys did let her go… before just suddenly wrapping his fingers around her throat.

"Kh…" Maria quickly grabbed Rhys's wrist. But her grip just quickly loosened as Rhys was not really trying to strangle her, she was just trying to…

…choke her.

"Look at them," Rhys then whispered, "Look at them while you play with yourself."

"I'm not…" Maria only breathed out once before she turned her eyes up to look at Ayesha and the others, and as soon as she saw them staring at her with somewhat horrified expressions on their faces, a smile began to crawl on her face as her hands truly started to crawl toward her breasts.

"Hmn…" And as her fingers brushed across her perky nipples several times, her body trembled in rhythm. One hand stayed, playing and lightly pinching her nipple as her breaths stuttered with her body… while her other hand crawled toward between her thighs. Her legs, spreading on their own and even raising her hips so that Rhys could see all of her.

And soon, her fingers started separating her other lips; the trails connecting them, slowly trailing down and dripping onto Rhys's pants. Her finger then very lightly brushed against her clit, and without even a second after doing so, her toes suddenly curled as juices started overflowing from inside her as she instantly came there and then.

Her entire body dropped down; her eyes, now very slowly turning toward Rhys.

"F… fuck me," she whispered weakly, "Fuck me in front of them, Rhys Wilde—"

"No.'

And before Maria could finish her words, Rhys very gently lifted her up before placing her on her feet back on the ground… leaving her blinking a couple of times in confusion.

"I will consider us even now, Maria," Rhys then just calmly let out a small but very deep sigh as he smiled at Maria, "You drugged me and stripped me naked, and I embarrassed you in front of your friends — I can call that justice…

…but that's not really a punishment for you, no?"

"..." Maria did not really say anything… because what Rhys said was true — it wasn't punishment that humiliated her in front of Katarina and the others, she liked it. She liked it very much.

The punishment was that he stopped.

"Recruit…" And finally, Ayesha and the others were able to react as Rhys somewhat calmed down now, "...You really should get a therapist, you know."

"Try it, won't work," Rhys then closed his eyes as he took another short but very deep breath. And as he inhaled, Ayesha suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Ball sack!" Ayesha immediately gasped as she found herself suddenly free and out of Arachnea's trap, "Oh, I don't like that feeling, I don't like it at all. I was just there and now I'm here. Recruit, how are you—"

Ayesha did not finish her words before immediately covering herself up and backing away from Rhys,

"...You're not gonna choke me too, right? Because I am telling you I am not into that kinky stuff."

"No, just…" Rhys could really only let out an awkward chuckle as he shook his head, "I have it under control…

…I have everything under control."