Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 304: Rebuilding Grafen with Passion (3) Budgeting Passion Ends

Chapter 304: Rebuilding Grafen with Passion (3) Budgeting Passion Ends

Josephine’s body tensed, her muscles clenching around his fingers. "And we need to... ensure security... to attract more... residents and investors... a safe town is... a prosperous town."

Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, drawing out every last wave of her climax. He turned to Belle, his hand moving faster, his fingers thrusting inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit. "We should also... explore other sources... reduce our dependence... on external supplies."

Belle’s body tensed, her moans growing louder. With a scream, her orgasm hit her, her body convulsing with pleasure. "Yes... If we could have enough resources... It would be... and cost-effective."

Althea’s body trembled with desire, her moans filling the room. "We should also... focus on tourism... promote the town... as a destination... for travelers."

Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. "Yes... highlight our natural beauty... and historical sites... to attract visitors."

Josephine’s breath came in short gasps, her body trembling with desire. "And we need to... ensure healthcare... provide better medical facilities... for our people."

Lyan’s movements were deliberate and unhurried, savoring every moment, every touch. "Yes... establish clinics... and train more healthcare workers... to serve the community."

Belle’s body tensed, her moans growing louder. "And we should... create community programs... to support the less fortunate... and ensure everyone... has access to basic needs."

Althea’s breath came in short gasps, her body writhing beneath Lyan’s touch. "Yes... social programs... to uplift the community... and foster a sense of belonging."

Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. "We should also... strengthen our alliances... with neighboring towns... for mutual benefit and support."

Josephine’s body tensed, her muscles clenching around his fingers. "And we need to... encourage cultural activities... promote arts and music... to enrich our lives."

Lyan’s movements were deliberate and unhurried, savoring every moment, every touch. "Yes... cultural festivals... and events... to celebrate our diversity."

Belle’s body tensed, her moans growing louder. "And we should... focus on environmental conservation... protect our natural resources... for future generations."

Althea’s breath came in short gasps, her body writhing beneath Lyan’s touch. "Yes... sustainable practices... to ensure the longevity... of our ecosystem."

Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. "We should also... promote sports and physical activities... to foster a healthy lifestyle."

Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. "We should also... promote sports and physical activities... to foster a healthy lifestyle."

Josephine’s body tensed, her muscles clenching around his fingers. "Oh, Lyan... you’re too big... it’s so nice!!" she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure.

Belle’s body was arching, her moans intertwining with Josephine’s. "Yes... Lyan, you’re... incredible... it feels so good!!" she cried out, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

Althea’s voice joined the chorus, her cries of pleasure filling the room. "Oh, Lyan... you’re amazing... so big... it’s perfect!!"

The sounds of their moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room, creating a symphony of desire. Lyan’s movements were slow and deliberate, savoring every moment, every touch. He could feel the tension building, the need mounting, as each woman responded eagerly to his touch.

As the foreplay reached its peak, Lyan knew it was time to take things further. He turned his attention back to Josephine, his eyes locking onto hers with an intense gaze. "Josephine," he whispered, his voice a low growl filled with desire. "Are you ready?"

Josephine’s eyes were filled with a mix of anticipation and longing. "Yes, Lyan... please," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Lyan positioned himself between her legs, his hard length brushing against her entrance. He took a moment to savor the sensation, feeling her warmth and wetness. Slowly, he began to push inside, his eyes never leaving hers.

Josephine’s breath hitched, her body arching towards him. "Oh, Lyan... you’re so big... it feels amazing!!" she cried out, her voice a mix of pleasure and need.

He moved deeper, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her. The sensation was exquisite, a perfect blend of tightness and warmth that made him groan with pleasure. He began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate, savoring every moment.

Josephine’s moans grew louder, her hips rocking in time with his movements. "Yes, Lyan... just like that... oh, it feels so good!!" she cried out, her hands clutching at his shoulders.

Belle and Althea watched, their own bodies trembling with anticipation and desire. Lyan turned his attention to Belle next, his eyes locking onto hers. "Belle," he murmured, his voice filled with command. "Come here."

Belle moved eagerly, positioning herself beside Josephine. Lyan kissed her deeply, his hand sliding between her legs to find her clit. He teased her gently, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles, drawing soft moans from her lips.

Althea wasn’t left out, her hands exploring Lyan’s body, her lips trailing kisses along his neck and shoulders. Lyan turned to her, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it gently. Althea’s moans joined the chorus, her body trembling with desire.

As Lyan continued to thrust into Josephine, he moved his attention between Belle and Althea, his fingers working them skillfully. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, the air thick with desire. Lyan’s movements were deliberate and unhurried, savoring every moment, every touch.

Josephine’s body tensed, her muscles clenching around his length. "Lyan, I’m so close," she moaned, her voice filled with urgency.

Lyan’s thrusts quickened, his fingers moving faster. "Come for me, Josephine," he whispered, his voice a low growl.

With a cry, Josephine’s orgasm crashed over her, her body shuddering with pleasure. Lyan’s movements didn’t falter, drawing out every last wave of her climax. He turned to Belle, his hand moving faster, his fingers thrusting inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit. "Come for me, Belle," he whispered, his voice filled with command.

Belle’s body tensed, her moans growing louder. With a scream, her orgasm hit her, her body convulsing with pleasure. Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, drawing out every last wave of her climax. He turned to Althea, his hand moving faster, his fingers thrusting inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit. "Come for me, Althea," he whispered, his voice filled with command.

Althea’s body tensed, her moans growing louder. With a cry, her orgasm hit her, her body convulsing with pleasure. Lyan’s fingers moved inside her, drawing out every last wave of her climax.

The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, the air thick with desire. Lyan’s movements were deliberate and unhurried, savoring every moment, every touch. He could feel the tension building, the need mounting.

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Lyan woke up after losing consciousness for about 30 minutes, the intensity of their previous session still lingering in his mind. As he stirred, the sight before him was a mix of wonder and amusement. The once pristine sheets were now a tangled mess, marked by their passion and the remnants of their wild night. The room, with its luxurious decor, seemed to echo the energy that had filled it.

Glancing to the side, Lyan noticed several notes scattered on the bedside table. Despite their heated discussions, the girls had managed to jot down important points amidst their ecstasy. Lyan chuckled as he read through them, noting the mix of strategic insights and spontaneous exclamations like "Good" and "Yes!! SO BIG!!" The juxtaposition of professional notes with their passionate expressions made him smile.

"We desperately need domestic officials to help us with this," Lyan muttered to himself. "We need them ASAP."

With a flick of his hand, Lyan used his magic to clean up the sheets, restoring the room to its former elegance. The girls, now resting peacefully, were wrapped in a comfortable slumber. He watched them for a moment, a deep sense of affection washing over him. They had come so far together, and their bond was stronger than ever.

As Lyan moved to leave the bed, he noticed something at the side of the bed—a dog lying there, sleeping soundly. It was the Castle Guardian Hound, a magnificent creature with a sleek, muscular build and a coat that shimmered with a mix of silver and black. Its eyes, even closed, hinted at a deep intelligence and loyalty. The hound’s ears were alert even in sleep, and its powerful limbs suggested a readiness to defend at a moment’s notice. Its presence exuded a sense of protection and strength, perfectly suited for its role.

Lyan’s eyes softened as he looked at the hound, realizing that it must be Althea’s monster child. He remembered hearing a prompt earlier and now understood that this must be proof of her showing acceptance and trust in him. Gently, he reached out and petted the sleeping dog, feeling the warmth of its fur and the steady rhythm of its breathing.

"You’re a good guardian," Lyan whispered, his voice barely audible. "Thank you for watching over us."

Satisfied that the girls were resting well and the Castle Guardian Hound was keeping watch, Lyan decided it was time to check on Wilhelmina and the others. He moved quietly, ensuring not to disturb anyone, and made his way out of the room.