Alexander, the hero in my heart, I will always love you

"Chief, Elder, I have slain the Demon beetle!" 

James embracing Alexander tightly and patting his back repeatedly. "Alexander, well done, really well done! It's good to have you back!" 

Alexander could feel the genuine care in James's words.

"Great job! Truly worthy of being the strongest bloodline warrior of our ogre clan!" Ferrer, the Great Elder, approached, tapping Alexander's shoulder with his wolf-tooth club.

Just moments ago, Ferrer had considered leaving the valley with his club to aid Alexander. However, James had stopped him, reasoning that the battle was beyond their intervention.

Alexander wore a proud smile, having slain a peak-level six dark creature. His presence in the tribe was indeed significant.

"Chief, this creature is yours to handle. Its claws are sharp and suitable for making weapons," Alexander said.

"Good!" the chief responded.

Alexander then retracted his Abyssal Tyrannosaurus and returned to his post on the stone wall. He was still on duty and couldn't shirk his responsibilities.

Dissecting the Demon beetle was now left to James and Ferrer.

As for the dark essence crystals from the Demon beetle, Alexander was confident they would be delivered to him.

However, half an hour later, James brought bad news. "Alexander, we didn't find any dark essence crystals in the Demon beetle."

"We suspect that the crystals were in its head. But its head... was eaten by your Abyssal Tyrannosaurus!"

Upon hearing this, Alexander paused, realizing he hadn't noticed his Abyssal Tyrannosaurus consuming the beetle's head. 

Nonetheless, it wasn't a big deal. He had been planning to enhance the Abyssal Tyrannosaurus during the winter anyway, so he just offered James an awkward smile.

After James's departure, Alexander resumed his guard duty at the valley entrance. Now, the way all ogre bloodline warriors looked at him had changed.

They looked at him with awe, admiration, and fervor. Some, like the ogre elder Gorthok, even felt embarrassed.

When the dark creature Demon beetle appeared, Alexander had immediately sent word to James and Ferrer, the Great Elder. It was an evident sign of distrust towards Alexander.

However, all that no longer mattered. Alexander's recent solo battle against the Demon beetle while riding the Abyssal Tyrannosaurus had radically changed the ogres' perception of him. He had established his credibility and authority among them.

This meant that from now on, any arrangement or command given by Alexander would not be questioned by the ogres.

"Don't overthink it, it's all for the tribe. We need to understand and guard each other," Alexander said, both comforting everyone and easing any doubts Elder Gorthok might have had.

"Four elders, lead your teams to patrol the two peaks of the valley to prevent agile dark creatures from invading. I will guard the entrance of the valley, so rest assured," Alexander quickly delegated the tasks.

The four elders, led by Gorthok, were relieved to see that Alexander bore no ill will towards them. As they left, Gorthok, Brungar, Thragg, and Mordok quietly discussed Alexander's bravery and invincibility in the recent battle.

Perhaps due to the lingering scent of the Demon beetle, Alligator Turtle Valley faced no invasions from dark creatures for the rest of the night.

James arrived on time to relieve Alexander from his duty at the stone wall. "Go and rest well. You may not be injured, but the Abyssal Tyrannosaurus expended a lot of energy."

"The Demon beetle has been dissected. I've sent some of the edible meat to your hut, and the rest has been distributed among the tribe members," James informed.

Alexander nodded, handed over his responsibilities to James, and left with a parting reminder, "Stay safe, and call me if there's any trouble!"

Back at his hut, Alexander's return brought much relief to Ravenna and Cassana. 

Particularly for Ravenna, who, after a long passionate kiss with Alexander in front of Cassana, began dual cultivation with him without hesitation. This was undoubtedly the best way for Alexander to recover.

Ravenna's behavior did not surprise Alexander; this was typical of a succubus: passionate, seductive, yet loyal.

Three hours later, Alexander took a bowl of hot soup handed to him by Cassana and drank it down in one gulp.

"Not bad, you've improved your cooking skills!"

After setting the soup bowl aside, Cassana began to kiss his cock affectionately. His cock swelled quickly until they filled Cassana's mouth, reaching deep into her throat.

As Cassana helped Alexander with the oral pleasure, his mind wandered to other matters. 

The recent fight against the Demon beetle, though largely dependent on the Abyssal Tyrannosaurus, had left him feeling slightly anxious deep inside. After all, it was a matter of life and death.

Having slain the Demon beetle, Alexander gained a preliminary understanding of the dark creatures accompanying the Dark Tide, which brought some relief to his mind.

"Alexander, I heard you killed a Demon beetle. Is that true?" Ravenna asked, her blushing face still not fully faded from their dual cultivation. She had conjured a seductive lingerie using her special abilities, looking incredibly enticing.

As Alexander caressed her appealing buttocks, he pondered, "Yes, it's true. An eighty-meter-long Demon beetle. Without the Abyssal Tyrannosaurus to restrain it, many ogre bloodline warriors would have perished."

Ravenna felt a mix of excitement and envy. In the past, whenever her succubus tribe encountered such formidable creatures, they could only hide in their strongest palaces, shivering and praying for the monster to leave quickly. 

If a succubus were unlucky enough to be captured and eaten, there was little hope of rescue by their kin.

"Alexander, the hero in my heart, I will always love you!" Ravenna thought, overwhelmed with emotion, and she couldn't help but offer him another passionate kiss.

Cassana, sensing the moment, released her mouth from Alexander and respectfully stepped aside, giving space to Ravenna's affectionate display towards Alexander. 

Ravenna is sitting directly on Alexander's cock, her vagina is so flexible that it is completely stuffed right up to the cervix. But this makes the pleasure of sex all the more intense.

At first, Alexander's penis is completely bound by Ravenna's vagina, which limits Ravenna's movement. But soon Ravenna's body began to secrete a fluid unique to the Succubus, which greatly increased the lubrication of her vagina.

Wet sweat covered Ravenna's skin, making her sexy torso look even more obscene as Ravenna's voluptuous breasts bounced up and down with each breath, while sweat dripped from the tips of her bright red nipples.

Alexander's huge, oversized cock was now filling Ravenna's tight cunt. Immediately, Ravenna slowly lifted her hips and thighs, feeling a sense of emptiness as her body continued to rise. 

When only a third of the cock remained in her cunt, she dropped down hard and with the lubricating fluid, the huge rod immediately entered her, filling her empty cunt with a huge load, the hot wet walls of her cunt wrapping around Alexander's prick as if trying to melt it away.

The instant pleasure that coursed through her body caused Ravenna to throw her head back and let out a short moan.

Alexander pushed harder, his glans slamming directly into Ravenna's soft cervix, causing Ravenna to experience the pleasure of climaxing in a split second.

Alexander pushed harder at the waist and Ravenna remained in a deep squatting position as she experienced an orgasm beyond her wildest dreams.

After thirty minutes Alexander decided to change positions and withdrew his penis.

At this point Ravenna's vagina was still dripping with secretions, her vagina was a lovely pink colour overall and she was currently writhing as if she hadn't recovered from her previous orgasm. 

Alexander patted Ravenna's bottom and she immediately understood what he meant and went straight down on her knees on top of the beast skin, raising her bottom high into the air while her forehead was pressed to the floor and her hands were hanging down and together in front of her knees.

Outside, snow was falling, marking the arrival of the cold winter. Inside the hut, however, there was an atmosphere of romance and warmth.