Village Head's Debauchery

Orion handed Alden over to Greta, exhaling in relief as he noticed Alden's expression calming down.

As Orion glanced at his wives, he noticed their worried expressions. Despite his attempt to mask his earlier demeanour, it was obvious that they were perceptive enough to sense something amiss.

They might have also caught on to the conversation between Greta and Celeste.

"I'll go and take a bath now to clear my head," Orion said, nodding at them as he rose from his seat.

He made his way towards the stairs on the left, climbing slowly as thoughts of resolving the current crisis consumed his mind.

As Orion reached the bathroom area, he realized he had forgotten to bring an extra tulga to change into after bathing.

Orion briefly exhaled in frustration.

Just as he was about to turn around and head towards his master bedroom to retrieve a fresh tulga, two pairs of arms wrapped around him from behind, causing him to halt abruptly.

"Orion, what's on your mind that you didn't notice me calling your name?" a familiar voice said behind him.

"I'm okay, Ingrid. I'm just feeling a little exhausted now," Orion replied, instantly recognizing her voice. Though he could have identified her by the feeling of her breasts, it was a bit tricky due to the changes brought about by childbirth.

"Oh, is that so..." Ingrid responded, her brow raising slightly before a smile slowly spread across her lips.

"Alright, I won't pry further into what's bothering you. But how about I help you ease your mind instead of bathing?" Ingrid suggested, slipping her hand under Orion's tulga, lifting it gently, and wrapping her hand around his flaccid penis that immediately began to throb fiercely.

Orion moaned lightly, feeling his shaft throbbing, being held firmly within Ingrid's palms, "… And how do you plan on doing that?" Orion asked, his breath slowly speeding up.

Ingrid brought her lips close to Orion's ear, whispering softly, "Like this..." She then tightened her grip around Orion's throbbing shaft, stroking it slowly and deliberately.

Feeling the slight pain from Ingrid's grasp tightening around his throbbing hardened penis, Orion felt his breathing becoming quicker and quicker until he suddenly felt his scorching spear throb fiercely within Ingrid's grip.

Before Orion could warn Ingrid about his impending release, a warm breath brushed against his ears. "Did I say you could release?" Ingrid asked.

Orion immediately became silent. As he tried his best to hold back his release for a few more minutes, Ingrid said, "Hehehe, don't worry, I was only joking with you. For today, I'll allow you to cum as you wish," her tone filled with amusement, "Now release your semen for me darling… cum on my hands baby boy," she added.

Once Orion finished, he observed as Ingrid withdrew her hands, freeing him from her grasp. Glancing back, he witnessed her raising her right palm, where he had deposited all his semen, and licking it clean until not a drop remained.

"Feeling better now?" Ingrid asked, her gaze filled with warmth as she looked at Orion.

Turning fully to face her, Orion nodded. "A bit," he replied.

Though Orion had already realized that Ingrid's dominant trait had likely awakened due to her desire to protect and provide for her loved ones, it sometimes came across as overbearing or controlling. One of her major weaknesses was her strict adherence to rules and routines, which made her inflexible when faced with unexpected challenges.

This personality may have been one of the reasons she was always in charge of many things while living with Celia, Grandma Meldra, and the others.

In contrast, Ursa had merely toughened up emotionally and physically, preparing herself to stand toe-to-toe with him and fight alongside him as a warrior. This change made Lyra extremely curious, prompting her to investigate the root of her daughter's sudden behavioural change during Kushi.

In fact, Orion suspected Ursa might harbour the same submissive trait as Lyra but was masking it with a dominant demeanour.

However, he chose not to divulge this to Lyra; instead, he handled Ursa's situation delicately and saw if Lyra could uncover the reason for her daughter's sudden change during Kushi.

However, despite this, Orion found that he strangely enjoyed the new experience each time with Ingrid.

Ingrid furrowed her brows in response. She hoped her actions would improve the mood, but seeing little effect, she grew concerned, realizing that Orion's thoughts might be much heavier than she had imagined.

"You don't need to worry yourselves too much; I know it's something I can handle once I've taken my bath and rested a little," Orion responded wearily.

Ingrid snorted in response, "Come with me," she said, tightly gripping Orion's wrist and turning toward the direction of the main parlour. "Regardless of whether you want to inform me about what is currently troubling your mind, you have to understand that I am your partner and wife, along with the rest of my sisters, and there is no way we will sit idle while you look so exhuasted."

"So you better not argue and follow me! Of course, unless you want to tell me... us what's currently on your mind, we'll be more than happy to listen. It's your choice to pick whichever you want," Ingrid added fiercely as she strode down the hallway with Orion tightly held within her grip.

Upon hearing Ingrid's words, Orion, who had wanted to speak, immediately sealed his lips shut.

"I don't want to weigh your or anybody's mind down with it. Besides, I didn't keep it to myself to handle alone; Greta and Seraphina already know about the issue," Orion said with a weary sigh escaping his lips.

Forget about his reaction when he learned about the emergence of a potential four-star Vylkr vine and afterwards discovered that he might be responsible for it.

Even the Village Chief, Stronghold Leader Seth, and the others were shocked to their core that they had to reassess the information a few times.

So, despite understanding that he had capable wives, Orion would rather not burden them with such a solemn matter.