Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP

Chapter 298: Chapter 298 : The Sun Always Sets (But Tonight, It’s My Moon)

Jax was thoroughly pissed. His precious time, the one resource he could never farm enough of, was being burned through like cheap firewood.

His plate was stacked so high it could qualify as a tower. New arrogant students enrolling at the academy who would inevitably test his patience. Mischievous champions who had likely sneaked their way into the institution by now. Some out-of-nowhere revenge plot that was probably already brewing against him for his recent actions. Then there was that Loki girl Echidna had mentioned, a Celestial who was apparently already making moves against him.

And on top of all that, two dates. One with Astrid that he couldn’t miss because of his promise. And also didn’t want to miss because of Astrid herself. Then another with Zharina that he hadn’t planned, also he didn’t know why he asked for but still it was a reward anyway.

All of it would devour his already nonexistent free time. And right now, the most infuriating thing on this entire list was the fact that Sianna wasn’t in her castle.

The guards informed him with the enthusiasm of men reading a grocery list that the Duchess had departed for an expedition on the southern border of her dominion. Dire beast hunting season. Apparently the creatures were at their peak power during this period and not only grew stronger but multiplied rapidly due to intense breeding driven by their unstable energy fueling their lust.

He had left the academy in the morning. Reached her palace by afternoon. And now it was late into the night as he finally arrived at the southern borders. A whole day wasted just traveling to a woman who wasn’t where she was supposed to be. And the next whole day would be spent on her kitty.

All his frustration found a release through the guards and soldiers stationed along the route. Each one fed him the same rehearsed line about how no one was permitted to enter the expedition zone because the Duchess was there hunting.

So Jax stopped wasting words on them and started talking with his sword instead.

Every checkpoint met the same fate. At minimum one severed limb per station. By the time he had marched through the fifth one, he was soaked head to toe in blood that wasn’t his.

He was pushing forward through the forest when the ambush hit. Multiple vampire mages and knights materialized from the shadows around him. Bows drawn. Swords raised. Mage staffs and grimoires radiating with magic and murderous intent.

Jax scanned them. Every single one was a vampire woman. Some kind of female order dedicated to the Duchess’s personal protection. To him they were nothing but the latest batch of victims lined up for his anger to process.

But before anyone could make a move, a voice cut through the tension.

"What is the meaning of all this, Professor Jax?"

Duchess Sianna walked toward them from between the trees. She wore light, thin armor that hugged her frame practically. Beside her stood two women. One was unmistakably her daughter, the one she had previously mentioned wanting to propose a marriage with Jax. The other appeared to be her commander.

Every soldier present bowed immediately. One of them spoke up. "Your Grace, this man marched toward your location despite being denied permission at every checkpoint. We tracked him from the eastern perimeter where he ruthlessly severed the fingers of our battalion members stationed there. We were about to—"

Sianna raised her hand without looking at the woman. The report died in her throat.

She walked to Jax. Folded her arms. Stood inches from his face with a gaze designed to make men tremble and question their life choices.

Jax didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. Didn’t even shift his breathing.

Sianna felt defeated by those dead-calm eyes and said. "What are you doing here?"

Jax, still breathing heavily from the fights but rapidly composing himself, said. "Just came to claim what’s mine from our little bet."

"And what exactly do you need?"

"You, obviously. Don’t you remember the part where you said you’d be my slut—" He coughed. "I mean slave."

Sianna contained her anger behind a wall that was developing cracks by the second. "I don’t want to waste my time. End your games and tell me directly what you want."

"It’s you."

She rubbed her temples with the weariness of a woman who had already suffered this man’s existence once and was now being forced into a second serving. "Drop your act this instant. It’s making my blood boil. State your real motive. Why did you plan all this? Why do you want to destroy what I’ve built? Is this some revenge plot? Did I do something to you? Your family? Someone connected to you?"

Jax smiled. "Now that you mention it, yes, you did try to make Elira’s life a living hell even while knowing I was standing behind her. But that’s not what I’m here for. There’s no revenge I’m seeking from you."

His hand moved toward her face. His thumb traced across her lips slowly. The soldiers behind Sianna immediately tensed, hands going to weapons, bodies preparing to launch.

But Sianna gestured them down without breaking eye contact with Jax.

He continued, completely ignoring the twenty sets of eyes that wanted to bore holes through his skull. "And about my motives, I made it crystal clear from the start. I want you. Only you. Just for a day. Where you submit your body to me."

Sianna’s fist launched at his face. Jax caught it before it could land. Then brought her gloved knuckles to his lips and kissed them gently.

Her rage was barely containable now. "Stop messing with me. I will kill you right here and end all this."

"Cool down, my queen. I really do want you. And that’s final. If you truly think I’m bluffing, why not make another oath?"

He found a sharp edge on her armor near the collarbone and pressed his thumb against it. Blood welled up and dripped onto the grass beneath them.

Sianna was convinced it was another bluff. A theatrical move he would back away from at the last second. But she went through the same procedure anyway. Cut her own finger. Let the blood fall onto the sigil that formed on the ground between them.

To her absolute shock, Jax made a blood oath. A real one. Binding him to spend the next twenty-four hours with her. Only lovely moments. No political harm to her name, her house, or her position.

Sianna was confused. She quickly added more terms, convinced he would humiliate her on the first day and then use the reserved second day to strip everything away. So she demanded the same no-harm clause extend to the second day as well.

He accepted. Without hesitation.

Now Sianna understood. This bastard hadn’t come to ruin her. He came to humiliate her in front of her own people. In her own territory. On her own land.

She said to everyone present. "Get back to the camp that’s an order."

Her daughter stepped forward. "Mother, don’t tell me you’re actually going to do what he wants. Please reconsider. We can kill him right here and be done with it."

Sianna looked at her daughter and said calmly. "Let him have his little triumph today. But remember this. No matter how brightly he shines right now, the sun always sets. We just have to wait in the shadows until his time runs out."

Her daughter clenched her fists. "Then I promise I will be the one striking him first when the clock runs out."

Sianna said. "You don’t need to bother with such a small matter. You have to reach Astryx Academy. Your classes start the day after tomorrow."

Her daughter tried to protest. "But Mother—"

Sianna ignored her and turned to the woman standing at her side. "Nadia, make sure she reaches the academy safely and on time."

Then she raised her hands. Gestured toward Nadia. The meaning was clear.

Nadia’s eyes filled with tears but she didn’t try to convince her mistress to refuse. She knew Sianna too well for that. All she could do was follow orders. So with trembling hands she began removing Sianna’s armor. Piece by piece. The light plates coming off. The underlayer following.

The twenty members of the female order turned and walked away along with Sianna’s daughter. Not because they wanted to. Because they couldn’t bear to watch.

After the armor came every remaining fabric. Layer after layer until Sianna stood completely bare on the edge of the cliff. Her body exposed to the cool mountain air. Her pussy framed by a neat patch of small yellow curls. And behind her the full moon hung low enough to bathe her in silver light.

Jax couldn’t stand it anymore. He stripped off his pants and underwear. His cock was already standing at full attention as he closed the distance between them.

Nadia turned and retreated from sight. Unable to remain a second longer.

Jax moved in for a kiss. But Sianna’s hand pressed against his chest. Creating distance between them with her arm locked straight.

She said with the authority. "First, honor the blood of our ancestors. Invoke the name of Bloodmond and activate the price that will mark our binding."

Jax took a breath. Then spoke with a voice that carried mock reverence layered over genuine compliance.

"By the blood spilled and the oath sworn beneath Bloodmond’s crest, I invoke the rite of claim. One day. One price. One binding. Let the wager’s victor call forth what was promised and let the bound answer without resistance. The debt is spoken. The blood remembers. And so it shall be honored."

The sigil appeared on both their chests. Glowing crimson. Pulsing once. Then settling into their skin like a brand that existed between worlds.

Jax said. "Your Majesty. Now can we get started?"

His mouth moved toward hers again. His cock was pressed between their bellies now. The warmth of it against her cold skin made Sianna’s face twist with disgust. She turned her head sharply. Refusing the kiss.

The moment she did, a sharp pain erupted through her body. The binding sigil punishing her refusal. Her scream echoed across the entire cliff and out into the night.

Jax’s eyes went wide. He stepped back in a panic. "I’m sorry, my queen! I didn’t know this would happen!"

He turned around. Picked up his sword. And dragged the blade across his own palm. Blood welled immediately.

"I will repay my actions with my own blood."

Sianna looked up from her knees. And watched him deliberately tilt his bleeding palm downward. Letting the blood drip slowly. Carefully. With a grin spreading across his face.

Dripping directly onto his cock.