CHAPTER 137: BONUS

The air in Lia’s cozy bedroom was a haze of sex and oil—sweet lavender, heady vanilla, sharp mint blossom, and the raw, musky scent of their combined release, the lavender lamp’s glow casting flickering shadows across the walls.

Lia was still panting, curled against Lor’s chest, her thick thighs slick and trembling, her freckled breasts gleaming with oil and sweat, her dark green lace panties streaked with cum.

Sophia clung to his back, her arms looped around his shoulders, her small breasts pressed against his spine, nipples rubbing against the sweat-slicked skin, her breath hot and uneven against his neck.

The room was a den of ruin now—sheets twisted, their bodies flushed and marked by pleasure, the scent of their ritual heavy in the air, clinging to their skin like a second spell.

Lor exhaled slowly, brushing a strand of red curls from Lia’s cheek, his voice low and thick with satisfaction.

"You two are..." He paused, grinning, his hazel eyes glinting with dazed awe. "Fucking incredible."

Lia huffed against his chest, flushed and spent, her green eyes half-lidded.

"You’re just saying that ’cause you’re still hard," she teased, her plush thighs shifting, her pussy still tingling with aftershocks.

He chuckled, his lean frame relaxing slightly. "I mean, yeah. But also—listen."

He shifted, sitting upright between their bodies, one hand trailing idly down Lia’s thigh, feeling the soft give of her freckled skin, the other resting over Sophia’s fingers at his collarbone, her touch warm and lingering.

"I had a thought," he said, softer now, slower, his voice carrying a hint of mischief. "Something the Guiding Light might like. Something... really hot. Something different."

Sophia narrowed her blue eyes slightly, her twin tails swaying as she leaned back, her small breasts still exposed, nipples hard in the cool air. "Define ’different.’"

Lor looked between them, the lazy post-orgasm warmth still glowing on their skin, but their eyes gleamed with lingering curiosity, the edge of want not quite burned away.

"It’s not another ritual," he said quickly, holding up a hand. "Not exactly. But sometimes when the Light’s fed enough... it gives bonuses."

Lia blinked, her green eyes curious, her curvy figure shifting slightly. "Bonuses?"

Sophia arched an eyebrow, skeptical but not pulling away, her pussy tingling faintly at the thought of more.

Lor nodded, his hazel eyes glinting with cunning.

"Think of it like... interest. You give it a good offering, and it sometimes gives a little extra back. I’ve only seen it happen once."

"And you think we qualify?" Sophia asked slowly, her voice cautious, her small breasts rising with a quick breath.

Lor smirked, his cock twitching faintly in his pants. "You two just gave me one if the most intense shared orgasm I’ve ever had with clothes still technically on. I think the Light’s pretty damn pleased."

They glanced at each other, breathless, unsure, the tension curling between them like a flame waiting for breath.

Lia’s green eyes flickered with intrigue, Sophia’s blue ones with reluctant curiosity, their pussies still throbbing faintly from the ritual’s intensity.

"So," Lor continued, brushing his hand down Lia’s thigh again, then glancing over Sophia’s shoulder, his voice low and teasing. "What if... you two. Together."

Sophia blinked, her cheeks flushing pink. "We already did that—"

"No, no," he said gently, his voice teasing but warm.

"Not like that. Like this, Lia on your back. Sophia on top of her. Your hips aligned. Pressed close. Your breasts and those... touching together. And I..." He swallowed, his cock hardening at the thought. "...slide between you. Through you."

Sophia’s lips parted, her blue eyes wide, her pussy tingling harder.

Lia raised a brow, her green eyes narrowing, her plush thighs shifting. "You want to fuck between our folds?"

He gave a sheepish grin, his hazel eyes glinting with hunger.

"Both of you at once. Just between. I don’t go in either of you. Just... rub through. Feel your clits together. Feel you moan together. Make you cum together."

The silence that followed was sharp with heat, the air heavy with the scent of oil and arousal.

Sophia flushed hard, her small breasts rising with a quick breath. "That’s..."

"Weird," Lia muttered, her green eyes flicking to Sophia, then back to Lor, her pussy throbbing faintly. "Messy."

"Why do I feel so hot all of a sudden," Sophia whispered, her voice barely audible, her cheeks burning.

Lia gave her a look, her curls bouncing as she tilted her head. "You’re into this?"

Sophia shrugged helplessly, her blue eyes darting away, her pussy pulsing with reluctant arousal.

"It is," she mumbled, her voice small but honest.

Lor grinned softly, his cock straining in his pants. "You don’t have to. I just think... it’ll feel amazing, for all of us. And maybe—if the Light’s watching—it’ll reward us. Just something new. Something that might give you more than just academic points..."

Lia rolled her eyes—slowly, her green eyes glinting with amusement.

Then she let out a low groan and flopped back on the bed, her generous chest bouncing in her bra, her plush thighs parting slightly.

"Fine. But if I end up covered in your cum again, I’m wiping it off your shirt."

Sophia hesitated only a second longer before sliding off Lor and crawling over to Lia, her cheeks crimson, her small breasts swaying gently as she moved, her pussy throbbing with anticipation.

"You’re actually okay with this?" she asked, her voice shaky as she hovered over Lia, her blue eyes searching.

Lia smirked, her green eyes softening, her curvy figure relaxed but tense with arousal.

"I mean, we’re already half-naked and covered in oil. Might as well go all in, right? Besides..."

She glanced at Lor, her voice dropping. "He’s kinda hot when he’s all intense like this."

Sophia bit her lip, her pussy tingling harder.

"Okay, fine," she muttered, her cheeks burning as she lowered herself carefully, aligning her hips with Lia’s, their bodies brushing.

Lor’s breath caught as he watched them shift—Lia stretching out on her back, her thick thighs parting, her generous chest rising high, her freckled skin glowing with oil and sweat.