"Ah!"
Vivi's loud shout of alarm instantly drew everyone's attention across the steamy bathhouse.
Nami was wrapping her arms tightly around Darian's neck. Her body was bobbing up and down rapidly in the water, her majestic snow-capped peaks crashing against the surface, creating massive, rhythmic waves of splashing water that echoed off the marble walls.
"Oh my god!" Carmen gasped, covering her face.
Seeing Darian and Nami's incredibly intimate, brazen moment, the other women also let out different gasps of shock and surprise.
Among them, the voice of Marianne was the sharpest. She let out a loud, terrified "Eek!" and scrambled backward.
If the royal bathhouse hadn't been so well soundproofed with thick stone walls, the elite guards patrolling the corridors outside would have definitely heard the commotion and rushed in with their spears drawn.
Even though they had both been highly intimate with Darian before, Vivi and Carmen thought Darian's behavior right now was far too outrageous and public. Mikita and Alvida, however, who had already been conquered by Darian in a wild group setting back on the ship, were far less shocked and simply watched with heavy, lustful breathing.
The newly acquired female pirate, Paula, covered her mouth with her hands, staring wide-eyed, wondering whether she should try to quietly leave the pool.
At first, Nami had desperately wanted to resist his public assault. But with each punishing thrust from Darian, the pleasure that came wave after wave—reaching the very depths of her soul, amplified by the aphrodisiac in the steam—made her physical resistance utterly powerless. The frantic scolding and cursing that came out of her mouth quickly melted into breathless, overlapping moans and groans.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were fully on her and that his cover was completely blown, Darian stopped pretending to hide.
With his arms wrapped tightly around Nami's thighs and his large hands supporting her shapely buttocks, Darian stood up completely from the shallow end of the pool, rising like a sea god.
He lifted Nami up slightly, then released her weight, letting her fall heavily under the force of gravity. Each deep impact struck deep into her core, and Nami's eyes began to roll back in overwhelming pleasure.
Vivi's shocked exclamation and the unblinking stares from all the other women made Nami blush crimson from head to toe.
As incredibly clever as Nami was, she certainly understood why Darian wanted to embarrass her so thoroughly in front of so many people!
But Darian never gave her a real chance to resist from the very beginning. The endless, mind-melting pleasure made her lose all ability to complain or push him away. Nami had already realized that sharing Darian with multiple women had become an unchangeable, brutal fact of her life on this crew.
What Nami realized was exactly the psychological breakdown Darian wanted.
Did that mean he didn't truly love Nami? He really did care for her more than anyone else.
But Darian, that arrogant bastard, also heavily coveted the other beautiful women they encountered. For that reason, he didn't hesitate to use such despicable, dominating means to force Nami to publicly accept the reality of his harem.
From a physiological perspective, Darian reasoned, a woman could only conceive one man's child at a time, while a powerful man could have multiple women conceive his children to build an empire. Therefore, the difference in physiological structure led to different psychological desires between men and women. A typical, romantic woman might want a unique, monogamous love, while most ambitious men wanted to have multiple beautiful women to pass on their genes and secure their legacy.
Being actively watched by so many beautiful women made Darian feel a little perverted, but it also brought him a unique, unparalleled kind of thrill and excitement that spiked his adrenaline.
As Darian lifted Nami up and let her fall freely onto him, the incredibly loud sounds of wet flesh clapping, the violent splashing of the bathwater, and Nami's suppressed, nasal moans—a mixture of overwhelming stimulation and intense embarrassment—created a highly explicit, beautiful symphony in the royal bathroom.
The women present were stunned into silence by the couple's intense performance, and they simply stared blankly at their joyful, uninhibited act, their own bodies reacting to the sight.
Perhaps it was the overwhelming physical force of the suspended "train bento" position, or perhaps it was the voyeuristic thrill of being watched by so many people, but Nami's embarrassment was so intense that she wanted nothing more than to bury herself in a deep hole. And because of that intense psychological pressure, Nami arrived at her peak incredibly quickly.
"Ah... Darian!"
As she fell heavily once more, violently slamming against his pelvis, Nami could no longer contain herself and let out a high-pitched, shattering scream of absolute pleasure.
Nami wrapped her arms desperately around Darian's neck, and her strong, toned legs also wrapped tightly around his waist and ribs, locking him in place. Her body trembled violently. Darian felt her internal muscles contract around him as if he were being strangled by thousands of hot rubber bands, accompanied by a scalding rush of fluid pouring over him.
In this wild, public situation, not only Nami was pushed over the edge, but Darian was also incredibly overstimulated.
"Rgh!"
With a loud, guttural roar, Darian grabbed Nami's thighs, hugged her tightly around her waist, and erupted violently deep inside her like a volcano.
If Nami hadn't been so physically flexible from her acrobatics, Darian's sheer strength would have broken her in two.
Feeling the massive surge of scalding heat rush deep against her womb, Nami once again let out a high-pitched, breathless whine through her nose, hugging Darian as tightly as she physically could with her arms and legs while she convulsed.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
White droplets flowed freely from the cracks in the blocked spring, dripping down her thighs and splashing softly onto the water's surface.
Still supporting Nami's shapely buttocks, with a soft, wet pop, Darian finally took Nami off his body and lowered her into the water. The stunned audience of women finally came to their senses, snapping out of their daze.
"Ah! M-Mr. Darian..."
Looking at Nami, who was slumped against Darian's chest like a soft, exhausted lump of mud—while Darian himself was already standing tall, proud, and completely, aggressively ready for round two—Vivi's voice trembled slightly. She subconsciously took a nervous step backward in the water.
Darian didn't rush over to pay attention to Vivi just yet. Instead, he kissed the exhausted Nami deeply on the lips, laying her gently against the tiled stairs. Then, he turned, looked at the other women with dark, predatory eyes, and issued his orders.
"Mikita, don't let Carmen get away. And Paula, Alvida... you two keep a close eye on the door."
Seeing Darian's highly smug, dominant look, the women present weren't idiots; they knew exactly what he wanted to do, and that there was no escaping it.
Looking at Darian's towering form, and receiving his direct command, Mikita cast a hungry glance at him and moved to block Carmen's path. Carmen, blushing furiously and crossing her arms over her chest, shyly and coquettishly exclaimed, "Captain... you're a beast!"
Alvida looked at Paula and shrugged her smooth shoulders. "The Captain gave an order, Doublefinger. Don't make things difficult for me."
Female pirates always find common ground quickly. After spending two days together on the ship facing Darian's wrath, Alvida and Paula's relationship as former syndicate bosses had improved considerably.
Looking into Alvida's resigned eyes, Paula sighed helplessly, running a hand through her blue hair. "Sigh! Looks like I really can't escape my fate."
Paula was truly helpless to resist. Darian had explicitly told her to be his woman back on the riverbank, and Paula knew this day would come sooner or later. As a pragmatic female pirate and assassin, if her former boss Crocodile hadn't been so seemingly asexual, she wouldn't have minded using her beautiful body to climb the social ladder then, either.
However, with so many women present in one room, it was obvious that a massive, wild sex party was about to begin. She was only somewhat surprised that her first time with the White Emperor would be in such a chaotic, public setting.
Despite being a ruthless female pirate and a deadly agent, this did not entirely diminish Paula's hidden, secret yearning for a little romance and proper seduction. But beggars couldn't be choosers in the Grand Line.
Only Marianne was left entirely alone. She blushed furiously and submerged herself completely in the soapy water, her big, panicked eyes looking around shyly like a trapped rabbit.
If she could breathe underwater, she might have been so deeply embarrassed that she would have submerged her entire head and hidden at the bottom of the tub forever.
After gently placing Nami in the shallow water to let the warm pool wash away her sweat, Darian swaggered through the water directly toward Vivi.
Watching Darian's broad, muscular back as he charged like a predator toward the Princess, Nami—still blissfully caught up in her post-coital daze—had absolutely no energy left to say anything or try to stop Darian's actions.
Perhaps when Nami had tearfully agreed to let Vivi serve Darian in bed the night before, she had already resigned herself to her fate of sharing him!
"Mr. Darian... wait!"
Looking at the rapidly approaching Darian, his massive, swaying member fully exposed, Vivi blushed furiously with extreme embarrassment. She clutched her small bath towel tightly in front of her chest, backing away with genuine fear.
"Vivi, don't be afraid. It's alright," Darian said with a dark, charming smile.
Even though the Devil Fruit's physical enhancement ability made Darian's face and body look incredibly handsome—almost like he had been sculpted by a god—in this wicked, highly vulnerable situation, no amount of physical beauty was going to calm the Princess's nerves!
Looking at Darian's handsome face, Vivi was not instantly captivated by his charm. In her heart, she just wanted to roar: Is this a question of being scared or not?! This is going to be so incredibly embarrassing! So many people are watching us! It's too humiliating, it's too... outrageous!
With a swift reach, Darian forcibly ripped Vivi's bath towel away, tossing it aside.
"Ah!"
"Mr. Darian, no!"
She let out a shy, panicked cry and quickly tried to cover her chest with her hands and squeeze her legs together. But the majesty and beauty of her snow-capped peaks could not be effectively blocked by her slender, trembling arms.
Darian grabbed Vivi's wrists, pinning them easily, and kissed her deeply and aggressively on the lips.
Feeling Darian's powerful tongue violently swirling in her mouth, drawing in her saliva, and sucking on her sweet little tongue, Vivi felt like she was about to suffocate from the sheer intensity.
All she could do was let out a muffled, desperate protest, weakly trying to push against Darian's rock-hard chest with her trapped hands.
One hand embraced Vivi's back, while the other wandered down, brushing against her incredibly slender waist and finally cupping her pert, round buttocks beneath the water.
A Princess is a Princess; her skin was delicate, pampered, and soft, and her pert, peach-shaped buttocks were as smooth and elastic as a water balloon.
Despite her frantic, panicked efforts to defend her modesty in front of the others, Vivi eventually gave in with a soft whine as Darian expertly attacked several highly sensitive vital points on her body simultaneously.
When Darian's fingers slipped lower, returning to the hidden valley between her legs, and found the spring water already gushing and slick, he realized with a smirk that Vivi had secretly made preparations for him despite her protests.
Their lips parted. Vivi began to breathe heavily, her breath sweet and fragrant, only to see Darian looking down at her with a wicked, highly victorious smile.
The hand that Darian had just withdrawn from her valley was now displayed mockingly in front of her face. With his thumb and forefinger separated, a thick, crystal-clear thread of slick moisture was pulled out between them.
Then, Darian laughed mischievously and whispered, "Vivi, your body isn't being very honest with your words, is it?"
Instantly, Vivi's already heavily flushed face turned an even darker shade of crimson, and white steam practically rose from the top of her head in sheer mortification.
Seeing Vivi's impossibly shy expression, Darian just smiled smugly, hugged Vivi tightly against his chest again, and silenced her protests with another deep kiss!
He grabbed one of Vivi's long, pale legs and wrapped it high around his waist, then squatted down slightly in the water to adjust his angle.
After having wandered through her pristine valley several times the previous night, Darian easily found the slick entrance, parted the delicate pink petals blocking his way, and successfully pushed his massive length into her narrow, incredibly tight spring in one smooth motion.
A young girl is a young girl; she still felt exceptionally delicate and tender, gripping him like a vice.
Feeling her body being forcefully stretched open by that searing heat once again, the overwhelming feeling of absolute fullness made Vivi let out a loud, helpless moan through her nose. Defeated, her hands unconsciously let go of his chest and wrapped tightly around Darian's neck for support.
As Darian's large hand climbed up to grip the girl's other pert buttock, her other leg expertly wrapped around Darian's waist, locking herself to him.
Supporting the girl's shapely buttocks, Darian turned in the water and began walking toward Mikita, Carmen, and the others waiting nervously on the other side of the massive pool, thrusting his hips with every step.
With so many beautiful women waiting for him, Darian felt almost overwhelmed with anticipation.
The Silver Party had only just begun. There was still a brand-new, exotic "dish" named Paula waiting for him—a woman whose waist was so incredibly delicate it looked like it might snap if he just grabbed it too hard. Darian couldn't wait to try her.
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