I Need Wives For My Gacha System
Chapter 67: Getting A Head At The Auction Part 2( - -67)

Chapter 67: Getting A Head At The Auction Part 2(Chapter-67)

As the door closed behind the attendant, Rex turned toward Ayana, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Jealous?" he asked, his smirk widening just slightly, as he studied her expression.

He could feel the slight change in the atmosphere.

"I’m not jealous, master" she replied, her voice steady.

Even though she said that he knew that she was a tad bit jealous.

"I don’t mind master having more than me, but they need to be better than this"

Rex nodded to her mention, he wasn’t intending on having a relationship with the girl though he knew that the girl was still pure with his skills. To those in the upper bracket, these girls are no more than higher tier prostitutes. Nothing more, nothing less. They offer themselves, some with experience, some pure.

They were not hated more than that they most men liked the addition of it and was the reason for it being kept. Even with the beauty of the girl, there was still a gap from the likes of Ayana and others.

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the microphone turning on, signaling the beginning of the auction. Rex finally turned his attention to the stage below, where the host stood in the spotlight, poised and radiant.

She was stunning, a tall woman with deep red lips and an alluring presence. Her dress was a bold, one-piece red gown that hugged her curves perfectly, revealing just enough to entice but not enough to lose elegance. A long slit ran up the side of her long leg, and every movement she made seemed calculated, deliberate as the gazes of the men from the seats followed the sight and when they thought they would be able to see something, it didn’t happen.

The high neckline of the dress was balanced by an open-back design, exposing her back and flawless skin. She exuded confidence, her smirk playful as she addressed the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s auction" her voice rang out, sultry and magnetic.

It was no doubt that some came specifically to view this woman.

"As always, we have a selection of rare and extraordinary items that you should be interested in, without further ado"

"Let’s begin"

Rex, however, noticed something peculiar. Every so often, her gaze flickered toward his room. Whether it was deliberate or not, he saw it. The subtle glances as she continued to talk, her eyes searching for something or someone caught his attention,

He narrowed his eyes slightly. There was something familiar about her, though he couldn’t quite place it. Had they met before? Wanting to know, he activated his skill. The moment the information appeared before his eyes, his expression changed slightly.

"Interesting" he murmured, his gaze intensifying as he observed her.

Though it was not much information, he had gotten somewhat and it was enough. As the auctioneer continued to speak, Rex’s gaze remained fixed on her. Ayana, sitting beside him, couldn’t help but notice the intensity of his stare. She felt a pang of jealousy, her eyes flashing with a mixture of annoyance. Even though she didn’t think of herself as a main wife of her master, she still felt the responsibility to keep him from witches like the one whom he was looking at.

Ayana made a justification for herself trying to cover the fact that she was jealous that the man who just took her purity just yesterday was looking at another girl instead of her who was also wearing beautifully. A smirk started to appear on her mouth.

Without saying a word, Ayana reached out and gently placed her hand on Rex’s thigh, her fingers tracing the outline of his leg. She slowly began to move her hand upward, her touch sending shivers down Rex’s spine. As she reached the apex of his thighs, she gave a subtle squeeze, causing Rex’s eyes to flicker toward her.

But Ayana wasn’t done yet. With a sly smile spreading across her face, she leaned forward, her lips brushing against Rex’s ear.

"You seem quite interested in the auctioneer, master" she whispered, her voice husky and seductive.

Rex’s eyes didn’t left the auctioneer as he replied,

"I’m just trying to figure out where I’ve seen her before"

Ayana’s smile grew wider as she continued to whisper in his ear.

"Perhaps you’re just distracted by her beauty"

With that, she leaned back and reached for the remote control on the armrest. With a click of a button, the curtains closed in front them, over the tinted glass and blocking Rex to be able to view what was going on in the outside.

As the curtains closed, enveloping them in a private world, Ayana stood up from the couch and stood in front of him. Rex knew that she was jealous but he didn’t think that it would be this much and was going to question her but before he could start, Ayana herself started. She swayed her hips and arms to an unheard rhythm which Rex could feel as if he could hear. Her eyes locked ono Rex’s own as she moved with a deliberate slowness. The soft glow of the room’s ambient lighting danced across her skin, highlighting the curves of her body.

She spun around, her black hair flying around her face, and began to move closer to Rex. Her feet seemed to glide across the floor despite the fact that she was wearing heels, moving towards him with an effortless ease. As she drew near, she reached out a hand and trailed her fingers over his arm.

Ayana then pulled back, moving away from him as she continued to dance. Her hips swirled and twirled, drawing Rex’s eyes to the gentle curve of her waist. She ran her hands over her own body, cupping her breasts and tracing the outline of her hips. The movement was so sensual that Rex felt himself becoming increasingly aroused.

As she danced, Ayana began to move closer to Rex again. This time, she leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. She whispered something indistinguishable, but Rex could somehow understand it.

"Do you like my dance master"

Her breath was warm against his skin, making him feel like he was melting into the couch. Ayana pulled back again, moving away from Rex as she continued to dance. She spun around once more, this time facing away from him. Her back arched as she looked over her shoulder at him ,her eyes sparkling with seduction. The movement highlighted the curve of buttocks which only added more fuel to the fire that was burning inside him.

As Ayana danced towards the bed, Rex’s eyes were glued to her body, his arousal growing with every step. He could feel himself becoming increasingly agitated, his desire for her building to a fever pitch. Just as she was about to reach the bed, Rex almost pounced on her, his body tense with anticipation.

But just as he was about to make his move, Ayana finally realized what was up and the situation she was in and stopped him from doing what he was going to do and said,

"Master, not here, not now"

"We’re outside, not at home"

Rex felt a surge of frustration at her words.

"Then what was that all about?"

"You’re teasing me on purpose?"

Rex questioned her but to his dismay, Ayana pouted, looking away from him.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about"

But Rex knew exactly why she was doing it. He knew that she was trying to keep his eyes on her, to keep him focused on her, his eyes on her. Ayana looked down at his legs and knew that it was her fault that this had happened.

Without a word, she took a step closer to him and dropped down onto the floor between his legs, her hands were already working on his zipper.

Ayana’s fingers deftly unzipped his pants, and she reached inside to free the dragon which had already hardened from her actions before from it’s confines. Her touch was gentle yet firm as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. She gave a subtle squeeze, and Rex felt himself harden even further in anticipation.

With a sly smile still plastered on her face, Ayana leaned forward, her lips brushing against the tip of Rex’s cock. She gave a soft kiss, her tongue darting out to taste him.

Ayana’s mouth opened wider, and she took him in deeper, her tongue swirling around his shaft. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him in, creating a vacuum that made Rex feel like he was being pulled into her mouth. He threw his head back against the couch, feeling the pleasure as Ayana began to move up and down his length.

Her pace was slow at first, but it quickly picked up speed. Her mouth was hot and wet, enveloping him in a pleasureful sensation. Rex felt himself getting closer to the edge with each passing moment.

As Ayana continued to blow him, she reached up with one hand to cup his balls. Her touch was gentle yet firm as she massaged them in time with her movements up and down his shaft. The sensation was almost too much for Rex to handle.