[There's a reason you transmigrated here. There's a reason I'm inside you. We have a mission to finish. The longer you linger on this island, the longer it will take us to finish our mission. I'm afraid she might think us useless and replace us. What do you think will happen to us when we get replaced?]

Byron was so confused that he involuntarily stopped thrusting into Meliae. What was the system rumbling on about?

[Who? What mission?]

For the first time, the system scoffed. Byron did not know it could do that. It was as if it was a real human, or something sentient.

[You didn't think you transmigrated into this world by accident. Or that you're here to just fuck. You're here to grow strong. The only reason you fuck these women is so you can absorb divinity from them. It's because it's the easiest and the most enjoyable way to grow strong enough to finish your mission.]

[What mission?] asked Byron, no longer interested in sex anymore. If there was something more to his transmigration, he had to know.

[Just fuck the dryad. She's starting to notice that you're growing uninterested. Now is not the time to waste time when you should be absorbing divinity.]

Byron grabbed Meliae's ass and gave it a hard spanking. She screamed on top of her lungs, her arousal rekindled. He then held onto her love handles once again and thrust his dick inside her pussy and thrust and thrust, each time going deeper than before.

He could feel as her tight walls tried to grip his dick but failed because of how slippery they were. The wet sloppy sounds as he pounded her rekindled his own arousal, but this didn't mean he had forgotten that the system was hiding something from him. That he needed answers.

"Ah yes! Oh, fuck yes! Faster! Faster! Fuck me so hard please!"

Still pounding her, Byron engaged the system again. [System, hear that? She's satisfied. We won't lose the so-called divinity. I will even fuck her all day if that's what you want. But I need answers. I need to know who you are referring to. I need to know why she brought me into this world. I need to...]

Just then, someone else spoke to him.

[Daddy, what's taking you so long? You seemed to do it instantly last night. Please be quick about it. I'm also burning like you were when you decided to use Meliae to cool down yourself. Cool me down too.]

It was Lucille. Byron had forgotten about her request. She was craving his tendrils and tentacles.

'I can't use them now. What should I tell her?'

"Come closer!" he ordered her.

She obeyed his command.

"I said closer. Closer. Closer! Are you deaf?"

"Of course not, daddy! But where should I stand? Meliae is in front of you."

Byron grabbed her nipple and pulled her by it.

"Oh, daddy! It hurts!"

"Should I stop?"

"Of course not!"

"Then don't say that it hurts!"

"But it hurts so good!"

"Is that so?"

"Yes, daddy!"

"What about now?" he asked as he pinched her nipple like a mechanic dealing with a screw.

"Hurts even better!"

"Good girl!"

Still playing with her nipple, he pulled her even closer and planted his lips onto hers. In the frenzy of the kiss, he engaged the system again.

[Why are you quiet? Did you hear all the questions I asked you?]

[Of course I heard, dear host!]

[Then why aren't you answering them?]

[Well... I had to wait until you dealt with Lucille. And I'm not going to answer you while your mind should be focused on what you're doing. To absorb pure divinity, there has to be great passion between the parties involved. You all have to enjoy it.]

[Just answer me, dammit!]

Just then, Lucille pulled away from him. Panting, she said, "That hurts so bad, daddy! I'm bleeding!"

'Fuck!'

In his anger toward the system, he had twisted her nipple harder, pinching it with his nail. He watched as the blood ran down her body in a crimson rivulet, unsure of what to tell her.

There were tears in her eyes, her face wearing a grimace.

[This is what I was saying,] said the system.

[Shut up!]

This was the first time Byron had ever been rude to the system and he thought it deserved it.

He reached out and cupped Lucille's face and tried to sooth her. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's alright," she said, a smile replacing the grimace on her face.

"No! It's not alright! I've hurt you."

As if it would heal her, Byron took her nipple in his mouth, cleaning the blood away using his tongue.

A moan escaped Lucille's lips. "Oh!"

Then she said something so unexpected. "Please bite it! I want it to bleed again. I like the sensation."

Byron quickly looked at her as if she had grown a second head. "You say it hurts so badly, then ask me to do it again?"

"It's just a sensation."

"What about the wound?"

"My body will regenerate when I go back into my river."

"Even then, I'm not a vampire."

He took her nipple in his mouth and licked the new blood that had appeared, then sucked on it.

"Please bite me!"

For some reason, her request got him even harder. He was tempted to obey her, but he didn't have it within himself.

Just then, Meliae shuddered, unable to move away because Byron's left hand was still holding onto her love handle, her waist, as he thrust his dick into her squelchy pussy. She screamed so loudly, scaring off the birds in the trees nearby.

This was the second time these birds had been scared off this morning. First when Ayota orgasmed, and now Meliae.

Lucille screamed even louder. Byron's mouth had been around her nipple, his teeth teasing it as he contemplated her request to bite it.

When Meliae's orgasm shook her body, the tremors spread to Byron's body, causing him to unintentionally sink his teeth into Lucille's nipple. The scream she gave was enough to make him come that instant.

He could taste the salt in her blood.

Strangely enough, Lucille was also shaking like she just had an orgasm. And perhaps she had just had it after that intense sensation from having her nipple bitten.

'This is crazy!'

Byron's legs wobbled. It was the same for Meliae's. They fell to the ground, dragging Lucille with them. She followed them with a yelp.

Byron didn't even bother pulling his dick out of Meliae's sweet pussy. They remained like that for a while and they would have remained like that even longer if Ayota didn't come running, panicking.

Lucille's scream had attracted the attention of the other dryads too. They all came running.

"What happened?" they asked even though they could see exactly what had happened. Perhaps they wanted to know the details.

When Byron swiped his gaze across their faces, he saw question marks and concern, then lust and jealousy. They were jealous of Meliae.

After all, save for Lucille and Ayota, and now Meliae, none of them knew what Byron's dick felt like.

He gave them a reassuring look as if to tell them that they would have their turn soon. And he wasn't lying to them. He just needed to have a chat with the system first.

He engaged it. [System, now I'm not busy. Give me those answers.]