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To anyone other than the commanders, Devon\'s words were of little implications. They were much too focused on celebrating their victory.

Hal however, looked back towards the Dystopian continent while his brain worked fast in an attempt to think of how he could make use of such a situation to his advantage.

However, while he did come up with a lot, the mere thought of the high power level and his own weaker level (in comparison) caused him to think more realistically.

Schemes were all well and good but he was way too far and lacked the necessary Dystopian connections to make them happen.

If only, if only he had been able to mark Reyna or contract her, she could have been his way in.

*sigh*

There was so much to think about.

Especially his impending Bloodline tribulation.. 

Oh well, there was no point fussing over it for now.

The Haronians eventually all slumped off towards their camp, thinking to return after the celebration to collect their dead and at least not have the bodies of their fallen comrades rotting on the ground.

Eventually, Devon thought to have a sitdown with his daughter and Hal.

The report he had heard of this sketchy young man spoke of his lack of social skills in regards to his comrade and also his absolute lack of remorse at the death of many Haronians.

He simply fought and won.

Haronian C-class experts who had been in the Dystopian camp told of how Hal had saved their lives along with Melinda. The two whirling through Dystopian experts as though they were nothing.

They had sung their praises as much as they had expressed their fears.

The men especially told of how Melinda\'s golden eyes chilled them to the bones. Almost as though she was thinking of many different horrific ways to kill them.

That had caused Devon\'s lips to twitch as he knew that look quite well since it was the one Melinda always wore when she looked at him.

In fact, ever since her return to the Dane family, it was the look she wore when looking at any and every male that was not Hal, for whom for some reason she had nothing but fondness.

Anyway,

Devon did not ask for them to tell him of any of Hal\'s peculiarities (if they had noticed them, which in truth, none of them had noticed as Hal was always careful) because if Hal did indeed have a connection with Dystopia, he did not want to know.

It was such a bother. 

One of the main reasons for him wanting Hal on this expedition was to discover his secrets but before they left the Silva Duchy, he had had a conversation with his mother.

Hal was a Doxon and was a potential link to powerful allies. Allies that while they disliked could actually aid them in defeating the Silvas and achieving their grand ambitions.

If he (Devon) found out what Hal was hiding and it indeed was a connection to Dystopia, he would most likely not be able to curb the instincts placed within him by the Primeval Virtue and act out in a way that would be detrimental to their plans to rule the continent.

Alas, even when unaware, he could still not stop himself from putting Hal in situations the Doxon man would most likely not survive.

Had Melinda not been over at the Dystopian camp as well, he might have held out until things got as difficult as they possibly could for Hal.

Of course, the Joke is on him as just like Melinda had said \'Everyone might die but Hal won\'t. He had his Harem space to hide in and wait out the battle.

In fact, It was inside the Harem space that Hal and Melinda were in at the moment Devon sought to find them.

...

The Mansion in the Harem space...

Hal and Melinda were inside the bath in Hal\'s room in the mansion with the water scented with so many pleasurable scents.

But Melinda was of the opinion that the scent coming off Hal\'s body put all the many scented mixtures in the bath to shame as she pressed closer to him and took long whiffs that got her heady with pleasure while her pussy tingled with pleasure.

She pressed her lips against his chest and kissed it before she moved up to nuzzle his neck and pepper it with kisses as well.

Hal lay back in the bath, with his eyes closed and the tip of his back-length black hair dipped inside the water.

His posture was a lounging one that told of being perfectly at ease as Melinda continued her treatment of kisses all over his well-muscled form.

Eventually, her ministrations progressed with her right hand going down towards his flaccid cock which she gave a few pumps while her perfect ass was teasingly above water level.

*Fap* *Fap* *Fap*

Her stroking quickly picked up in speed thanks to the lubrication of their bath water and Hal moaned lightly at the pleasure of her touch. Melinda was getting ever better at this the more she did it.

Soon, his cock rose as hard as it ever could and its sheer girth would have been enough to intimidate any woman, but Melinda was no stranger to its size.

While it truly was large, her pussy had long been shaped to accommodate him and him alone.

She rose and stopped her strokes before lowering her pussy over the cock and taking it inside herself, inch by inch, and never stopping until her ass was touching his laps and his entire length was deep within her.

Which also happened to be the limit of all she could take.

"Mmnnghhhh" she moaned in pleasure and gyrated her hips a tad bit on his cock causing it to move around her in such a way that had her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

There it was!

The familiar feeling that always managed to remain fresh. 

Always managed to make her feel like a virgin again. Excluding the pain, of course.

Hal groaned at how tight she gripped him with her inner muscles and how good she made him feel. 

And then Melinda raised herself upon him only to slam back down as hard as she possibly could, and slowly increased her tempo.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

"Nnghh... Nnghh... Nnghh" Melinda moaned in accordance to her downward thrusts and then Hal leaned forward and grabbed one of her nipples into his mouth to suck on it.

As he did, he was also kneading her other breast and the golden-eyed beauty quickly clung even tighter around him as her entire body was now twitching with pleasure and the twitches were quickly turning into spasms as she quickly neared her first orgasm of this particular session.

"Oh yes, that\'s it"

As she groaned and moaned her pleasure for anyone and everyone who had ears to hear, she spasmed and tightened even harder around Hal who still found a way to keep thrusting into her to help her ride out the orgasm that was sure not to be the last and was merely the first of many to come.

Melinda shuddered as she came down from her high and then Hal rose from the bath with her clinging tightly to him as he took them both to the large bed in the room.

It was there that he lay Melinda, pulled out of her, and lowered his head to begin sucking on her perfect nipples. The feeling of which had Melinda twitching with pleasure despite just coming down from orgasmic bliss.