Leveling Endlessly with the Strongest System

'I want this moment to last.'

Feeling the Female Siren respond to him, Roy felt motivated, and he kissed her harder.

'What's he doing?!'

Her eyes widened in shock as his tongue pressed on her soft, supple, red lips before licking, nibbling, and smearing them with his saliva, trying hard like a desperate man to make them part ways.

"Mmm!"

Like a peacock spreading its feather to mesmerize others, he aroused her to no end, enticing a moan to escape her mouth. Her delicate lips parted ways, and her mouth opened up, revealing her red, seductive tongue to his passionate gaze.

Without a moment wasted, he pushed his reddish snake into it, tasting the sweetness of the inside of her mouth.

He glided his tongue over hers, tasting her saliva, scaring her.

'Why is he eating my mouth?!

French kiss was a modern invention. It wasn't mentioned in her inherited memories. She didn't know why her man was eating her. People usually fear the unknown. That's not only human nature. She was too scared, feeling him eat her mouth.

Her tongue retreated, but Roy's red snake went after it. Before she knew it, it grabbed her tongue, holding it hostage, helping it calm down.

'Even a kiss can feel this amazing?!'

Although she didn't know what he was trying to do, she could feel that it was making her feel good. She didn't feel scared of him anymore and let him patiently guide her tongue into intertwining with his.

Her tongue was forced to engage in a fiery dance with his, and she felt her sex organ heating up as his tongue wreaked havoc in her mouth.

She tasted pleasure she never knew existed. Getting kissed by him so passionately made her feel like her brain was melting. She reached cloud nine as they exchanged saliva. Wet smacking sounds were made as they ate each other mouths.

'They are too much. How can they do this in front of a single dog like me?!'

Looking at the way they were hugging and kissing each other, Sandra felt her head hurting. She was jealous of them and annoyed at the way they were making out in public.

She loved someone. However, it was a one-sided love.

The person she loved had a high IQ but low EQ.

Although they had been living together for years, he hadn't realized that she loved him. She was extremely miserable. The person in her heart was in her hand's reach, but she couldn't touch him. She didn't have the courage to open up to him. She was afraid that he would push her away if she told him that she loved him.

"Please go somewhere private if you want to make out," Sandra said to the two unbelievably handsome and beautiful perverts.

Although interrupted by an outsider, the Female Siren continued kissing him. The pleasure his tongue brought her was too much. She didn't want to let it go. Water was building up down there, and her tummy was heating up, and she felt like something amazing would burst out of her private area if she continued eating his mouth.

Roy, however, broke the kiss with her, reluctantly letting go of her lips. As their mouths parted ways, thin strands of crystal clear fluids stretched from her lips to his.

"Why? I was just starting to feel good." She stared at him with tears in her eyes as if he had wronged her.

"I don't want others to see how we make out." Roy wiped the saliva on the corner of her lips before he brought his lips close to her ears and whispered into them, "And I don't think I will be able to hold myself back from pressing you down if we kiss any longer."

"Pervert!"

The Female Siren blushed, hearing his words, but then remembered that she would love to do it with him.

"That's what I want." She seductively touched him, asking him like a vixen, "When are we going to do it?"

Roy was tongue-tied.

"Latter tonight," Roy answered her after a while.

"I will be waiting for you!"

Her eyes glistened in joy.

'Finally, I will be able to mate with him!'

She couldn't wait for that time to come.

"Let's stay like this for a few minutes." Roy buried himself in her lap.

Inhaling her scent calmed him down, soothing his soul.

He didn't have a wife in his previous life, only a girlfriend, that too for a few months, and he wasn't planning to get one in this life because of the upcoming war with Chaos.

But fate pushed her into his embrace, leaving him with no choice but to accept her, and she helped him realize that closing his heart to others wasn't the way to deal with any situation and how good it feels to have a wife.

"As you wish." She caressed him and occasionally gently blew on his face in order to tease him, completely unaware that he was perfectly fine. Her sweet-scented breath carried the power to heal both internal and external wounds. That's why she repeatedly blew on him.

He wasn't injured. His self-healing skill had healed him to peak conditions. But he didn't tell her, enjoying the way she was caring for him.

Actually, even if she did, she wouldn't have pushed him away.

He was her husband.

Her entire body was his to touch as he liked.

Similarly, his entire body was hers to touch as she liked.

They belonged to each other.

"Are they planning to annoy me to death?"

Sandra stomped her feet on the ground, moving her gaze away from the couple acting all Lovey and Dovey and tainting her eyes.

She was a single dog who never had a boyfriend and was thus annoyed to see them getting along so well while her own love life hadn't made any progress.

'Haha, they really know how to make others jealous.' Damien secretly admired how shameless they were.