Lust System: Harem In Two Different Timelines-Chapter 122: Gabrielle

A middle-aged man with blond hair and a robust build, carrying a shotgun on his back, gripped his binoculars tightly as he stared at Yasin’s off-road vehicle until it disappeared from view.

A smirk of arrogant confidence played on his lips as he turned to the girl behind him.

"Miara, see that? No one understands this apocalypse better than me! I told you there were still survivors in that town! That bastard is even crazier than I am!"

The girl called Miara rolled her eyes helplessly.

"So what if there are survivors? Dad, you should focus on fixing our yacht first."

"Oh!~~ My dear daughter, even if we fix the yacht, escaping to the island with just our family would make life difficult. You and your two mothers have no practical survival skills. Besides, wouldn’t it be boring with just us? Your father is a born leader. I need to rescue the survivors in town and establish a new community under my guidance! Maybe I’m the chosen one, the savior ordained by God! Oh!~~ No one understands God better than me! It must be true!"

The girl sighed and rubbed her forehead before climbing down the ladder.

This was a small estate near the pier, surrounded by makeshift barricades. Inside, two young women and two maids were busy preparing dinner.

In the backyard facing the coast, two men and a teenage boy were leisurely fishing with rods, while a medium-sized yacht swayed gently against the pier.

The peaceful scene made it seem like the family was on vacation rather than struggling to survive in the apocalypse.

...

The distance from the mall to the estate wasn’t far. With the rugged, heavily modified Hummer bulldozing through obstacles, Yasin smoothly returned to the villa area.

After parking the Hummer in a safe spot, he first headed to the villa where Lena Whitmore was kept.

"Master! You’re back!"

The moment Yasin entered the bedroom, a weak yet delighted voice called out.

The clinking of chains followed as Lena Whitmore crawled on all fours like a dog, completely naked, her plump, pale ass raised high in the air.

Her big, pitiful eyes gazed at him with a mix of longing and submission.

Seeing Lena groveling before him, Yasin’s mind flashed to the elegant, untouchable Lena Whitmore from the Second World. The memory of their secret affair in Kiara Ford’s home still lingered pleasurably in his mind.

As Yasin sat on the bed to rest, Lena obediently crawled over, undid his belt, and freed his erect cock. She greedily took it into her mouth, sucking eagerly while moaning lewdly.

Her round, milky ass swayed seductively as she whimpered, "Master, your little bitch missed you so much. I want your big cock to fuck my slutty pussy~~~"

Yasin patted Lena’s head approvingly. Her hair was greasy from days without washing, but both this world’s Lena and the Second World’s Lena had pleased him greatly with their recent behavior.

"This is your reward," Yasin said, pulling food and water from his Dimensional Cube before unlocking her handcuffs and the dog collar around her neck.

Though Lena’s tongue work felt good, Yasin wasn’t in the mood for sex right now. Watching her finger her dripping wet pussy, he slapped her ass firmly and said, "You’ve been behaving well lately. I’ll allow you to move freely inside this room, but you’re not to leave the villa, not even the yard. Understood?"

"Mmm!~~~ Understood!~~~ Master!~~~" Lena moaned, wriggling her ass while licking Yasin’s neck.

She pressed her breasts against his arm before turning around, spreading her pussy lips, and begging in a lustful voice, "Master!~~ Your bitch’s slutty hole feels so empty!~~ I need your big cock to ravage me~~~"

Satisfied with Lena’s increasingly lewd and submissive behavior, Yasin nodded, stood up, and pulled his pants back on.

"Enough. I’m not in the mood today."

After leaving food for Lena, Yasin hurried straight to the villa where Gabrielle Olsen and her daughter Melisa were staying.

Seeing Yasin return, the eagerly awaiting mother and daughter excitedly rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

Gabrielle even passionately embraced Yasin right in front of Melisa, who shyly lowered her head and fidgeted uncomfortably.

Although Melisa had already sensed that her mother and Yasin had an unusual relationship, witnessing such intimate behavior between them was still hard for her to accept.

"Darling!~~ Why did it take you so long to come back!~~ I missed you so much!~~ Tonight, I want you!~~"

Gabrielle twisted her voluptuous body and whispered desperately into Yasin’s ear. Yasin subtly squeezed Gabrielle’s large breasts and realized she wasn’t wearing a bra, making him swallow hard as his cock instantly stiffened.

"I didn’t wear panties today either, just waiting for you to fuck me~~~" Gabrielle moaned lustfully into Yasin’s ear.

Originally, he had only planned to drop off food for Gabrielle and Melisa before immediately leaving for the estate.

But Gabrielle’s seductive behavior had aroused him.

"You little slut, don’t think I won’t fuck you right now," Yasin growled, gripping Gabrielle’s plump ass, his breathing growing ragged.

"Not now. Wait until Melisa falls asleep, then you can fuck me however you want. For now, behave yourself, you devil. We’re being too obvious! Melisa is watching, you idiot."

"Let’s go inside." Gabrielle playfully pushed Yasin away and swayed her hips back into the house.

"Melisa, did you finish the food I left you last time?" Yasin pulled out a bag of prepared food from his backpack.

"Look what Uncle brought for you." The backpack contained instant noodles, compressed biscuits, a pack of sausages, a cup of instant milk tea, and a bag of chocolate candies.

These were items Yasin had set aside while scavenging the mall warehouse, enough to last Gabrielle and Melisa over ten days.

"Melisa, hurry up and thank your uncle! He’s been so good to you," Gabrielle said, taking the instant noodles and sausages from Yasin and swaying her hips toward the kitchen.

"I’ll make dinner for you two."

Watching Gabrielle’s swaying ass, Yasin noticed how her short skirt occasionally revealed glimpses of her round, pale buttocks and even some pubic hair.

The thought of Gabrielle wearing nothing under that tiny skirt made him burn with desire.

"Uncle, I thought you weren’t coming back," Melisa said sweetly.

"Alright, Melisa, let me make you a cup of milk tea. I forgot to leave you enough food last time, and you must’ve suffered these past few days. Uncle will make sure you get proper nutrition today. You just sit here and read. Even though it’s the apocalypse, you can’t neglect your studies!"

Yasin smiled, patting Melisa’s head before standing up with the instant milk tea and heading to the kitchen where Gabrielle was.

Soft, melodious humming came from the kitchen. Unable to resist, Yasin stepped inside and grabbed Gabrielle from behind.

His left hand slid under her low-cut tank top to grope her full breasts, while his right hand reached down to her crotch. His fingers met a slippery wetness, Gabrielle was already drenched.