CHAPTER 839: CHAPTER 840 - EXPERIMENTING***

As a werelynx, Anne was no stranger to moving on four limbs, and she did so with impressive speed and sensual elegance. Within moments, she was on her knees in between Erik’s legs. She looked up at Erik, but he didn’t pay her another glance.

She pouted lightly, but didn’t actually mind. In the end, he was akin to a god in her mind and could do no wrong. If she were to sink into the background and serve as a fluffer tonight, then she’d do so with enthusiasm, because her master deserved no less. She was comfortable in her role as a servant and knew Emma stood above her.

Still, if her efforts could turn Erik’s head in her direction again, even for a moment, she’d consider that glance a win.

Having reached her place, Anne wasted no time releasing Erik’s rock-hard pole from its confines. First, she gave it a few strokes with both hands—her eyes locked onto the object of her worship with genuine awe—but it wasn’t long before her tongue became involved.

First, she dragged a long line of saliva from base to tip. Her movements were gentle, filled with care. Right now, her eyes were locked onto her target, and nothing else mattered but the pleasure she would bring her lord through the altar she’d chosen to worship him on.

Her actions quickly escalated to begin taking him inside, and Erik breathed a small sigh. With Anne taking the edge off down below, he felt far more capable of focusing on Emma... because it was time to experiment.

Although he could not yet feel through his spatial cocks, he definitely had far more control over them than he did the version currently being tended to by Anne.

Twitching his rune-covered, glowing fingers, he gently controlled his ability while keeping a close eye on Emma’s reactions. Floating in the air, she remained wrapped in his spatial tentacles, one now filling her throat, the other her pussy. They slowly moved back and forth, still testing the waters, but having already provided Emma’s deprived body with her third orgasm.

Soon, Erik started experimenting further. With a curious grin, he caused his several aids to begin pulsing and undulating inside her. By erratically changing their shape inside her, he drove her to ever heightening levels of pleasure. Though he couldn’t feel her reactions on the skin of his cock, he could see them on her face, in the twitching of her body, and—through his omnisense—spasming of her insides.

And he so enjoyed her reactions.

By now, her recently recovered consciousness was already teetering on the brink again. Orgasm was stacking on top of orgasm. She’d long since stopped trying to hold back as fluids constantly squirted out of her lower body and moaning screams escaped past the edges of the obstacle between her lips.

The only bit of sanity she held on to was dedicated to following Erik’s last order: to never stop looking at him. Even as her eyelids fluttered and her focus waned, her eyes never left his.

This only spurred Erik on to keep going, of course. It also wasn’t long before he shot a load inside Anne’s throat. Yet, the night was only just beginning. Despite his orgasm, Erik’s cock remained hard in Anne’s throat, so as a dutiful servant, she naturally continued without pause.

As someone who loved control, loved sexual domination, and loved making women lose themselves in pleasure, Erik enjoyed himself immensely. At the same time, his powerful body allowed for a minimal refractory period and nearly inexhaustible stamina...

All of which meant that Anne would likely be taking many of his loads this evening, and perhaps never remove herself from his cock until he was done with Emma.

Meanwhile, Erik decided to make things a little more interesting. Grinning mischievously, he conjured another of his spatial helpers and sent it slithering over to Emma’s backside.

Even through the current haze of pleasure, Emma noticed what was happening, and some clarity returned as her eyes widened with a hint of panic.

Seeing that, Erik smirked a little. Gently, his newest tentacle squeezed Emma’s ass cheeks, and a very thin end brushed past the one still-unfilled lower entrance she possessed. But it didn’t enter. Not yet.

"Don’t look at me like that," Erik chuckled as he looked at her playfully. "I know you’re anxious about getting fucked there, but we both know you’re preparing yourself for me down there. It was your idea to have walked around this week with two dildos, rather than one, after all."

Despite the many things they’d done, Emma’s ass yet remained untouched by Erik’s dick as one of the few amongst his wives. Though she surely would have relented if he insisted, Erik could always see her anxiety at the prospect and didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

Fortunately, her decision to put a dildo in there as well convinced him she was opening up to the idea.

Slowly, Erik’s lips then curled into a grin. "So why don’t you just relax? Let me take care of you for once. Let me help you prepare for the inevitable moment I’ll fuck your ass for real. Don’t you want to feel even more pleasure?"

As he said that, he made the two spatial cocks already buried inside her twitch, causing her to quickly lose focus again as a loud moan escaped her throat and her eyes fluttered.

Unsurprisingly, she quickly relented. Letting herself drown in pleasure once more, she stopped caring about it and allowed him to do as he wished.

Still grinning, Erik flexed his finger once more, and the newest appendage quickly invaded her ass. Emma’s body tensed at first, but as soon as Erik started coordinating with the one filling her pussy to put more pressure on all of her most sensitive spots, she only started cumming harder and more often.

For the next hour or so, Erik experimented with the capability of his newest ability... and brought Emma into a heaven—or hell—of pleasure after her week-long denial. Although he learned a lot, linking his own pleasure to these tentacles would take a few more experiments, yet.

After the hour was over, Emma finally couldn’t handle it anymore and fainted. Naturally, Erik immediately stopped, though he smirked with satisfaction.

Meanwhile, he’d filled Anne’s throat with at least five loads, and after giving her a sixth, her duty was finally fulfilled. "Good girl, Anne. Thank you," he said, finally sparing her a mischievous glance.

"Hehe," Anne giggled playfully after cleaning any remains and licking her lips. "Any time, Master."

She rose to her feet, leaving a puddle of need below her. She’d not touched herself as her full focus had been on Erik, but it was impossible for her not to have some minor orgasms when serving Erik like this.

Having become one of Erik’s fingers through Nora’s proselytising provided her with a lot of pleasurable feedback when serving him—essentially rewarding her. Plus, Erik’s fluids contained aphrodisiac properties, which didn’t help.

After rising, she smirked and pouted a little as she rubbed her thighs together in obvious lust. "Master... Should I deny myself, or do I have permission to masturbate?"

Erik blinked and looked at her while his spatial appendages gently dropped the unconscious Emma in his arms. Truthfully, he was still getting a little used to the new depths of Anne and Nora’s devotion... but he did like it.

Fortunately for her, he then chuckled and threw something at her. "You have permission, but you can only use this. It’s in my shape."

With wide eyes, Anne grabbed the dildo he threw her out of the air. A wide grin then appeared. "Thank you, Master!"

She turned around to leave, and Erik sent her off with a spank on her ass.

When she was gone, Erik smiled down at Emma and waved his hand to clean her. Moments later, he fell asleep with her in his arms.