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My time at the training camp was short lived though, because a summoning contract soon interrupted my stay. After reassuring Lavinia that I would be fine, the poor girl worried about me too much, I answered the summoning. I appeared in what looked to be a lab or a workshop. A blue haired teenage girl stood in front of me, clutching the summoning flier to her chest.

"Yes! It worked! I knew there was something off about this flier." The girl said.

"What is your wish?" I asked, trying for the sense of gravitas that was ruined in my first contract.

"You, obviously. I wished for the perfect boyfriend, and you showed up. And the flier certainly did a good job, if I do say so myself." The last sentence was said with a leer that was so lewd it made me feel ashamed. It did end up ringing a bell in my memory, and a string of fate connecting the two of us registered at the same time. Bulma Brief. Beyond genius inventor, and apparently, at this point, a desperate teenage girl with a desire for a boyfriend.

"Of course!" I said, trying to play into Bulma's unique form of insanity. "I am your boyfriend, designed and delivered by the gods in my perfection! May I ask for your name, fair lady."

God (fucking oww) help me, Bulma actually giggled and blushed at my overacting, "My name is Bulma. What's yours, baby?"

"Taylor Sune Valefor. A half devil, and sole heir to the Valefor clan."

"Ooh, mama likes. So, you're a handsome devil sent to corrupt my innocent body, and rich on top of that? Damn, that flier does good work."

I awkwardly rubbed the back of my head, "I don't know about rich… but I certainly have some powerful connections. And for a potential lady of the Valefor clan, my connections are your connections."

Knowledge of the supernatural didn't seem to phase Bulma. I knew that, with the right resources, she could become the next Ajuka. I wanted to encourage her to join my peerage at all costs. Thankfully, her misunderstanding of the nature of the flier gave me a valuable in with Bulma.

"Just take my hand, fair lady Bulma, and I shall show you things beyond your wildest dreams."

She did, and I immediately applied the Binding to her. The constant stream of thoughts and ideas that she unconsciously sent through the Bond was jarring. If anything, beyond genius was underselling her intellect. She was a once in a species specimen. So smart that any words I could use to describe her wouldn't manage to capture her brilliance.

I pulled her into a kiss, in an effort to silence her mind. It worked, somewhat. Her racing thoughts didn't stop, but they were now turned towards the idea of me fucking her all over her lab. Bulma's needy hands roamed and grasped at my body, eventually settling for bunching up the fabric of my shirt in her fists. She relaxed into the kiss, but I could still taste the desperation on her lips.

This girl wanted to fuck. She wanted it hard, fast, and dirty. Resigning myself to a quickie, not that it was much of an inconvenience, I walked Bulma back until her back hit a worktable. I didn't break the kiss, even as I grabbed the back of Bulma's thighs, lifted, and set her down on the table. Bulma started frantically pulling at my clothes, obviously in a hurry to remove any obstructions that stood in the way of getting dicked down.

I returned her enthusiasm, breaking the kiss for a second to remove both of our shirts, and then diving right back into her lips. Bulma's hands traced my abs as I started working on her lower half. She had on a skirt that allowed me easy access to her dripping wet pussy. The Breeder essence attached to the Bind already working to make her body as though it was designed to fuck.

Shucking my pants and stepping out of them, I bunched Bulma's skirt around her waist and pulled her panties to the side. I looked into Bulma's eyes as I stood with my cock poised to enter her. The sheer need and arousal I could see in her eyes stoked the flames of my lust.

Taking advantage of the leverage I now held over her, I asked Bulma, "I want you to join my peerage. Will you?"

Bulma's head nodded frantically. My devilish Lust reared its head at having a woman so eager to submit to me just to be fucked, but my conscious forced me to ask, "This is a serious commitment, Bulma. You'll be stuck with me for life, and devils live a long time."

"YES! Yes, yes, yes, yes! Just stick your fucking cock in me, you beautiful bastard." Bulma exclaimed.

Allowing myself to tease her a little bit more, I asked, "Are you a virgin?"

Bulma nodded, "But don't worry about going slow. I make my own toys, so no hymen."

Reaching the limit of my unlimited willpower, I drove myself into Bulma. I bottomed out in a single thrust. The Breeder essence worked to make sure neither of us were hurt. Bulma's tongue lolled out of her mouth, and her eyes crossed from trying to focus on where my dick just was and the slight bulge it was causing in her abdomen at the same time.

I paused, taking a second to enjoy Bulma's picture perfect ahegao face and the tight warmth of her pussy. It gripped me just perfectly.Not too tight, but just snug enough to make me have to work for it when I pulled out of her.

Bulma squirted around my cock on the second thrust. She was already lost to the pleasure of the Breeder. I quickly abandoned my slow pace, losing myself to the pleasure as well. My thrusts rocked the worktable, and Bulma started letting out high pitched squeaks every time my cock bottomed out.

Eventually, Bulma managed to make her body do something other than cum and squeeze around me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and threaded her fingers into my hair. A desperate, impassioned kiss quickly followed. I grabbed her hips, tightly in my hands, and pistoned into her even harder.

A puddle of our combined sweat and juices had coated the table top. Getting a depraved idea, I pulled completely out of Bulma's convulsing pussy. Before she could react to the new absence, I had already turned her over and repositioned so that she was face down in the puddle. I thrust back into Bulma's welcoming hole, spanking her ass in time with each thrust.

Bulma went wild at my treatment of her and the change of position. She was babbling, and cumming constantly. I was pretty sure it was all one big orgasm at this point, because her pussy wouldn't stop fluttering around my dick. Her cervix was suckling at the tip of my cock every time the two made contact. My own orgasm rose furiously at the impossible action from Bulma's body.

With one last thrust, I leaned over Bulma, engulfing her body completely under my larger one. The tip of my cock grinded against the back of her channel, as my cum surged through my length. My cock swelled as it released rope after rope of seed as deep as it possibly could. I kissed Bulma's naked sweaty shoulder sweetly, nipping my way up her neck and leaving hickies to further my claim on her body.

Bulma and I stayed connected like that for a couple more minutes. My cock stayed hard thanks to the Breeder, but I was satisfied. Allowing myself to soften, I slowly pulled out of the blue haired inventor. A final pulse of cum painted the outside of her pussy white to match the coat her insides got.

I cast the cleaning spell I had taken to using after Aika's sessions, and picked up Bulma's barely responsive body. I found a bathroom, and used magic to fill the tub quickly. Sitting Bulma in my lap, I waited as the warm water did its best to bring her back to the land of the living. I also took the chance to reincarnate her using my mutated pawn. She would've cost at least three pawns to reincarnate, which is insane considering she's basically a baseline human other than her intelligence.

Bulma muttered something unintelligible under her breath.

"Hmm," I hummed curiously.

"I said, I think I'm in love with you," she said, clearly enough for me to hear. "The fuck of a lifetime, and aftercare as well. Oh, and the magic or whatever."

I chuckled, "That won't be the only 'fuck of a lifetime' you get with me. Welcome to my family, Bulma."