CHAPTER 227: ROUND 2?? (R18+)

Meanwhile, in the other room, both Everly and Everlyn were huddled together as they looked at something on their holo phone.

"Do you think we should ask Ethan now or wait till tomorrow morning?" Everly asked, her voice quiet.

Everlyn paused for a moment, tapping her chin. "Let’s not ask him just yet. Let him rest—we can try again in the morning. Besides, we’ll have to do some shopping first."

Everly nodded in agreement. "True."

"But why did Mom ask us to sleep so early?" Everlyn asked, frowning a little. "I don’t think she’s ever done that before. She always lets us stay up late."

Everly sighed. "Yeah, and that’s another weird thing. But since Mom has her reasons, maybe we should just do as she asks and go to sleep."

Everlyn thought for a bit before sighing and giving in. "Fine."

The two girls made themselves comfortable on the bed and eventually drifted off to sleep.

But while the twins were asleep, in the next room, something entirely different was happening.

Ethan and Elowen were having the time of their lives.

In fact, things were heating up even more than before.

What had started as a playful game had become an all-out war. Well, not really—but the competition between them was intense. Neither one planned to lose.

"Are you getting tired, little son-in-law?" Elowen taunted from beneath him, her eyes half-lidded and amused.

Ethan grinned and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Never. I can still go for days."

"Oh? You seem very confident," she replied, voice lilting.

"Of course," Ethan said. "It’s only natural."

"We’ll see about that," Elowen said, wrapping her legs around him and pulling him closer, catching him off guard.

"Ahh. Fuck," he groaned.

Elowen smiled and kissed him softly, her lips brushing lightly against his. "So, where were we?"

"On our way to the next round," Ethan replied with a grin.

"Ahh. Right."

"So, ready to play?" he asked.

"Always."

"Good."

And with that, the next round began. This time, though, it wasn’t going to be simple. Both of them were fully committed now. There was no holding back. No mercy. No easy outs.

"You’re quite stubborn," Elowen said as her fingers brushed down his spine.

"So are you," Ethan replied.

"Indeed," she murmured.

"You know," he added, "you can surrender if you want."

"What’s the fun in that?" she countered, lifting an eyebrow.

"True."

Elowen tilted her head, playful mischief dancing in her gaze. "But seriously, this is a competition. One that won’t end until there’s a clear winner. Or both sides are too drained to continue."

Ethan hummed in thought. "Hmm."

"So," she said softly, "how about it?"

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Whoever cums first, loses."

He paused, a slow grin forming. "Oh?"

"That sounds like a challenge," she whispered.

"Yes, it is."

"But aren’t we already doing the challenge?" Ethan asked. "We’re both trying to make each other cum, aren’t we?"

"Well, yes," Elowen admitted. "But this is a different kind of challenge."

"How so?"

"In a sense, it’s more like a contest. One that tests who can hold out the longest."

Ethan considered it. "Hmm."

"Does that sound like fun to you?" she asked.

"Maybe," he said, smirking.

"Good."

"Then let’s get started," he said.

"Right," Elowen responded.

At once, the two began kissing fiercely, their tongues wrestling for dominance, neither willing to relinquish control.

They broke apart after several minutes, panting heavily.

Elowen chuckled and shook her head.

Ethan chuckled too.

Their breathing slowed, and their heart rate dropped.

Elowen sighed and stretched languidly, her body arching.

Ethan watched, his gaze trailing over her bare form.

Then, slowly, he began kissing down her chest.

She moaned, her head falling back, her eyelids fluttering.

He licked across her breasts, sucking on one nipple and then the other.

Elowen writhed under him, gasping and moaning softly.

She reached down, taking his shaft into her hand.

Her grip tightened, stroking him gently, her thumb tracing the tip.

He grunted and thrust into her fist.

Elowen giggled and released him, sitting up.

Then, suddenly, she pushed him onto his back.

"What’s the hurry?" he teased, laughing.

"Just a bit impatient," she replied, winking.

He smirked and rolled her over, pinning her wrists above her head.

She moaned, her eyes widening.

"My turn."

He bent down, pressing his lips to hers, kissing her deeply.

She responded eagerly, kissing him back passionately.

"Mmm..."

They continued like this for a few minutes before finally breaking apart.

Elowen was flushed and breathless.

Ethan looked just as excited.

"Ready?" he asked.

She nodded.

He smiled and climbed atop her, straddling her.

He held her hips and lowered himself onto her.

His dick entered her slowly, sliding deep into her pussy.

"Mmm."

Elowen arched her back, biting her lip.

He began rocking back and forth, fucking her.

She moaned and writhed underneath him.

Her hands clutched his shoulders, pulling him closer.

"Ahh..."

They rocked together, their bodies moving in unison, their movements smooth and fluid.

Elowen gasped, her eyes rolling back.

Ethan groaned and leaned forward, kissing her neck, nibbling lightly.

She moaned, her nails digging into his skin.

He sucked on her pulse point, nipping and teasing.

She cried out, her legs wrapping around him.

"F-fuck!"

Her thighs squeezed him tightly, her hips bucking, driving him deeper inside her.

He grunted, slamming his dick into her.

"Ahhh."

He pounded her relentlessly, his balls slapping her ass, his hips slamming into hers.

"Oh my god."

She gripped him tighter, clinging to him, her whole body shaking.

"Ahh... ahh, ahh..."

Her toes curled, her calves flexing.

"Y-yes."

Her nails raked down his back, leaving long scratches which quickly healed in seconds.

"Ohhh!"

She whimpered and writhed, her pussy squeezing his shaft, her clit grinding against him.

"Fuuuuck..."

Ethan fucked her harder, faster, deeper.

Her hips moved frantically, her muscles tightening, her breasts bouncing wildly.

"Ahhh. Yes. Yes."

Elowen was panting, her face flushed.

"M-more. More. Harder. Fuck. Oh. My. God. Aaaah!"

Ethan growled, increasing the speed and intensity of his thrusts.