The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Chapter 158: Total Submission.

The Flower sigil on Sol's original right forearm lit up as soon as Dina spoke, he withdrew his hips, and slowly started a rough piston into her, with the many hands, and sigils simultaneously bringing her pleasure, with the most powerful sigil being the one inside of her which had been activated upon penetration Dina's eyes rolled over again as her inexperienced body was shot into a second climax before the first one even wore off.

"Haah~ this is hnn~ S- master~" Dina failed to speak upon many different attempts, flashing her head and holding on to Ikaris and Arla's arms as her mind went numb and returned several times. "Laa~ love, you...!"

Sol continued to increase his thrusts until he started grunting and putting his back into it, increasing the potency of his mana until the mage wrapped her legs around him, squeezing down on him with so much force he winced and grabbed her cheeks, leaning into her and kissing her as his back arched before and he made one final thrust.

"Whooaaaaaa~!!" Dina squealed, biting his lips and locking her ankles as Sol jolted several times filling her womb to the point of overflow with his own orgasm while his ejaculate threw her into another frenzied orgasm, her eyes rolled again, and her arms that had locked on to him and her nails through his skin all relaxed as she became puttu beneath him, passing out with a spray of juices against his lower abdomen.

"Dina?" Ikaris chuckled playfully laying next to the mage and tapping her cheek several times. "She is gone." She stared at the satisfied and pleasured face of her fellow lover and shook her head.

"Okay, you next." Ikaris looked over the passed out girl at Arla, who once again exhibited a far more heightened libido compared to her as Sol's one hand and already driven her though several climaxes leaving her in a half state of awareness.

"I imagined you would be pushing to go first," Sol picked Dina up and placed her on the far side of the large bed and then looked at Ikaris again.

"I do, and I am also aware that this probably will not happen a lot if your thoughts are any to go by," Ikaris smiled at Sol, while he blushed and chuckled.

"I did say it, but I don't plan to treat you like objects, you're each individual, so I will set boundaries whenever I feel urged to." Sol answered.

"Then, I am fascinated enough to indulge tonight, I request to be the last." Ikaris reached for Arla's cheeks, and pressed her lips against the Elf's. "Does that allign with your wishes Love?"

"I understand what you're thinking, so..." Sol stared down at Arla, and for a moment he imagined a little kitten with the way she had her arms folded, squeexinfbheer breasts together and her tongue sticking out of her mouth.

"Tonight, I will indulge as much as I please." He reache down for the elf, using two hands to pin hers above her head while the other two grabbed hold of her breasts and began kneading them gently, rewarded by Arla's small voice moaning sweetly as she continued to breathe mana like smoke.

"I used to think you had a lot of control over your mana, and in a way you do, but I've also realised that you're not that good at controlling it, are you, Arla?" Sol stared down at the night gown which partially hid her nakedness from him, and her legs which were squeezed together as she used every way she could to get friction between them.

"I used hah~ seals to block my flow a-and artifacts to, to, to-keep it from escaping on its own~" She tried focusing when Sol held on to her knees and spread her legs before himself, raising and resting them on top of his legs. "Master Vestic, my body-"

"-Was remade anew, I know." Sol dismissively answered her, releasing her breasts helping her out of her night gown.

"I altered it when I changed your sigils to mine, I never imagined it would lead to this, at the time I simply wanted to ease your troubled mind on the matter, on a psychological level, you seemed less restrictive to others afterwards, and became more comfortable with open interactions, but..."

"But?" Ikaris looked from Arla to him and Sol's expression went dark, a lustful gaze trapped his eyes and his pupils shrunk and then returned golden.

"That's just not the case anymore, not for any of you." He answered, leaning over Arla and staring her in her eyes. "Don't let anyone touch you, ever." He ordered her.

"You, Ikaris, Dina, you're mine and mine alone, if someone so much as breathes too close to you I'll kill him without a second thought, you're my property!" He stared at her, and the elf shook beneath him when his palm pressed firmly on her mound and he inserted his finger in her entrance, raising her hips and slowly finger-fucking her.

"Yes, of course!" Arla's head snapped and hit the bed while her eyes flashed about incoherently with her raging thoughts. "Yours alone, from now until the end of eternity!" She excitedly matched his fingers thrusts shaking as his hands were overcoated in her nectar.

"My Lord-" Arla broke from his hand pinning her and grabbed his cheeks, but Sol beat her to the kiss and stuck his tongue in her mouth just as he angled and made one strong thrust, burying himself to the hips inside of her, leaving the Elf watering at her eyes when he pinned her hands again and began madly thrusting, giving her no time to recover from her orgasm.

"I-it is so much deeper than I -ah~" She squirmed beneath his powerful grip as soon as he stopped kissing her, failing repeatedly to gain any kind of leverage under him.

"Master-" She tried speaking again, but Sol spun and pinned her face into the bed causing Ikaris to gasp and almost fall off at how rough he was being with someone who was at that point newly deflowered.

"Did I say you could speak?" Sol threw back an extra arm and left a red print of his palm across her asscheek causing her to arch weakly and fold beneath him while her walls squeezed him for dear life. "Throw that shit back." Sol slapped her ass again, locking her hands on her back while she began wildly rocking against his strong thrusts.

"Oh gods...haa~ O-oh-f-fucks!" Arla raised and dropped her head in Ikaris's palm, biting into her skin as she raised and slammed her ass even harder than she was before, twisting and squeezing her insides as best she could as Sol mercilessly pounded into her from behind.

"Hooo~" Sol grabbed her hair, dragging her back and pressing into her back simultaneously reaching even deeper.

"I can't -I can't -I can't-" She stopped moving as another powerful orgasm crashed into her turning her vision white as she lost all her strength and slumped in his grasp, but Sol continued regardless, because he knew, after bonding he more or less could sense what their desires were, and he could tell... She was a wild one.

"Arla!" Sol released her hair causing her face to land in the bed, and then he balled his fist and a chain appeared in his grasp while a leash appeared around her neck which he pulled at, waking her again. "You're not done yet!"

"Absolutely, yes master~" Her eyes glazed over with lust as she started rocking her hips. "Anything for you, everything for you, t-take it all, use me haa~ however you please~!" The room echoed with the sounds of her ass slapping against his hips and her moans rising and falling with that rhythm. "

He was surprised the first time he hugged her, because from just the sensation, Ikaris had more firm skin, smooth and unrealistically perfect, but Arla who leaned closer to being chubby than the goddess did was physically softer, he hated comparisons but each of them had something the other didn't.

Dina had the sensuality of an unpicked flower, even without trying her every act exuded an innocence that he hadn't even noticed until he and her became friends.

Arla was the wildest and from what he could sense she had many hidden fetishes he would be able to explore in the future, but the most obvious one was her desire to be lead and completely dominated, he saw it in how she talked, and the way she carried herself, to the way she always asked permission before she did anything, she was even more submissive than Ikaris, and her sex drive was many times higher, most likely from her many years of suppressing said desires.

And Ikaris filled a gap in his needs where he had yet to see get challenged by the others, as far as making a life went, and being a wife, she had it all figured out by instinct alone, she could sense his arousal all the time, she knew what he wanted and how he wanted it without him even saying anything, while the others had submitted to him accepting their roles as lovers, Ikaris was in love with pleasing him specifically, sexually and otherwise; there was a difference between the acts.

And she was well aware.

"Oh gods -oh gods hnnyyaaaa~"

"Accept my seed." Sol planted another firm slap on her cheeks and then released the chains, pulling her onto himself and hugging her with all four hands, one around her neck, the other around her waist, one holding her leg and the last one hooked in her mouth.

"Fuck~!" Sol groaned, biting the tip of her ear and sending shivers throughout her body when his climax triggered hers and her walls melted on him.

Her eyes rolled over once more as Sol held her on top of himself, pumping loads into her and huffing golden mana everywhere as he groaned, and while he released his seed the elf lavished in the pleasure of his cock continuing to swell and twitch inside of her, passing out when the overstimulation hit her a third time that night.

But not before her words reached his ears and she leaned and licked his neck.

"Master, I will always love you..."