Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP

Chapter 390: Chapter 390 : Queen Ain’t Falling dude

The orc queen spun around while anger blazed across her face. “What did you say?”

Her aunt smiled with mocking sweetness. “You heard me, Ashrah. You can leave. But not him. He stays here. That’s the only way I’m willing to show any generosity and let you walk away unharmed.”

Ashrah’s voice was firm. “I’m not going anywhere without him. He’s coming with me.”

“No, he’s not,” the aunt replied. “You’ve had enough of him. I want to play with him too. We all want to.”

Jax stood between them, turning his head innocently from one face to the other as if he understood every word. Both women kept pulling at his arms, fighting over him like he was already a prize to be claimed.

Ashrah’s grip on his arm tightened for a moment. Then she slowly let go. Without another word she walked straight toward her aunt, closing the distance until their faces were only inches apart. Their magical auras pressed against each other, thick and heavy, close enough that they could feel each other’s breath on their skin.

Ashrah tilted her head slightly, locking eyes with her aunt, her voice low and cold with resolve.

“Watch your mouth, aunt. I’m letting this slide once. If you ever call him a toy again, I won’t hesitate to wipe out whatever’s left of my bloodline.”

The aunt laughed. “What should I call him then? Isn’t he just a guy to satisfy our urges? Doesn’t that make him our to—”

The sentence never finished.

Ashrah’s fist slammed straight into her aunt’s busty chest. The older orc flew backward and crashed onto her ass, her magical aura flaring too late to fully protect her.

The aunt pushed herself back to her feet, still smiling through the pain. “You’ve gone mad, dear. You’re going against your own people over a man. And a pathetic human race at that.”

“I don’t care about these people anymore,” Ashrah said. “All I want is him. I want to start a new life with him. A new family.”

Her aunt laughed again as she walked closer. “You’re even more pathetic than I thought. You’re delusional, my niece. Giving up your privilege for a dick.”

As she spoke, the aunt’s eyes dropped to Jax’s cock. It pulsed once, the swollen head looking ready to burst. Her hand moved on its own, drawn by the thick, heavy scent rolling off him.

Her large fingers wrapped around his shaft. Her thumb rubbed slowly over the sensitive head, sending sharp jolts through Jax’s body.

The touch and the overwhelming aroma took control. She dropped to her knees without thinking and pressed her dripping pussy against Jax’s balls, grinding against him like she couldn’t stop herself.

Ashrah’s rage exploded. Even from a long distance, the force of it made Sianna’s entire order feel like they were suffocating. But the orcs had zero affinity for mana. The aunt had no idea what she had just awakened.

Before the older orc could lean in and lick Jax, Ashrah’s hand shot forward and shoved itself into her aunt’s open mouth. She pushed hard. The aunt stumbled backward and fell.

When she stood again, blood ran from her mouth. Her tusks were broken from the brutal shove.

She wiped her lips and smiled. “If you aren’t leaving without him, then you aren’t leaving at all.”

She clenched her fist, the smile twisting into pure anger. “I will make it quick. I can’t wait any longer for your delusional husband.”

Both women charged.

The moment their fists met, the entire clearing exploded outward. Dirt and debris flew in every direction. A violent gust of wind ripped through the trees, bending them and making the branches creak under the pressure.

On one such tree sat Jax, holding on tightly as he knew letting go would be dangerous. He had barely managed to put some distance between himself and the battlefield. Now he was once again enjoying the show he had orchestrated.

He looked down at his still-hard cock swaying in the gust and spoke to it in a low, amused voice.

“Doesn’t this bring back some déjà vu? We’ve already destroyed one eternal friendship. It wasn’t that hard to bring ruin to what was already falling apart.”

Echidna’s voice carried the disappointment of a child whose long-awaited celebration had just been canceled. “Atleast have some shame.”

Jax was already ignoring her as he continued dominating the orc queen. She kept cursing him under her breath, but he paid her no attention — exactly like he was doing now.

Echidna puffed her cheeks in frustration. “Cheater.”

Jax didn’t bother replying. His eyes moved toward the aftermath of the clash as the dust finally settled.

Both women were still standing, but the difference was obvious. Ashrah looked untouched. Her aunt was in bad shape. Her right arm hung useless at her side, blood dripping from her fingers. More blood ran from the corner of her mouth as she hissed in pain and rage.

Ashrah walked toward her slowly, a confident grin spreading across her face that made even her aunt flinch.

She grabbed the bigger orc by the throat and slammed her down with a heavy chokeslam. The aunt gasped, struggling for air. Ashrah leaned over her, voice cold and mocking.

“What happened? Weren’t you going to end me? Weren’t you going to take everything from me?”

Her voice dropped lower, her grip tightening. “There is no one who can take what’s mine. I gave you a warning before, but you didn’t listen. You even touched him without my consent with your filthy hands.”

Ashrah hated one-sided conversations. She shook her aunt roughly, only to realize the bigger orc had already gone limp. With a look of disgust, she slammed the woman’s head against the ground one final time before standing up and scanning the clearing for Jax.

When her eyes found him, she smiled. Jax smiled back like a proud husband, though his smile carried a very different meaning. He already knew what was coming next.

From behind Ashrah, someone struck her hard on the head with a club. Her vision blurred for a moment.

When she turned, the entire tribe stood in front of her. Leading them was her sworn enemy, holding a broken club like a judge’s gavel.

“We’ve had enough of you, Ashrah,” the woman said. “You crossed the line by killing two of our people. We have no choice but to execute you for your crimes.”

Ashrah knew that if anything turned against her, these same women would have been the first to speak up. She simply smiled.

“And do you think I will let that happen? Do you think you can stop me?”

She looked at all of them, her voice turning colder.

“Let’s see who’s really the fool here. And while we’re at it, maybe the real judgment should fall on all of you. You stood there and watched me with my man, touching yourselves, moaning, and cumming like filthy animals. That’s the real treason. And for that, I won’t spare a single one of you.”

Without another word, she charged straight into them.

Jax’s plan was unfolding exactly as he had hoped. He had known Ashrah was no joke the moment he felt the magical essence radiating from her. She was the perfect pawn to thin out the enemy numbers while he waited for his summons to become available again.

He had expected her to fall eventually against such overwhelming numbers, but not before she hollowed out most of the army and left him with easy cleanup work.

He was still enjoying the chaos when the script began to shift. Ashrah’s power and sheer monstrosity kept adding more bodies with every passing second.

A few orcs who had hesitated at first joined the fight seeing their people death stacking up, only to curse their decision minutes later and run for their lives as they watched their friends die by her hands.

The entire battle was over in twenty minutes. Twenty minutes was all it took to turn the once-beautiful picnic spot into a graveyard for several hundred orcs.

The ground had turned pure red. In the middle of it all stood Ashrah. Her obsession and hunger had given her a terrifying buff, making her seem almost invincible.

She was hurt, though. Blood pumped from the wound on her head where Jax and her enemy had struck her. Her face was covered in a mix of her own blood and the blood of her people.

She breathed heavily, clearly exhausted, but she was still smiling.

Her eyes locked onto Jax. She began walking toward him.

Jax felt his stomach drop. “Shit… how is she still alive?”