CHAPTER 308: KEEP COMING FOR US (R-18)

The chamber had settled into a languid, heated rhythm, bodies slick and trembling. Selene eased herself off Lucas’s cock with a slow, reluctant slide, her voluptuous thighs shaking, a low, satisfied moan spilling from her lips as she pressed a final kiss to his hip.

Nyx followed, lifting herself from his face with a shuddering gasp, royal juices glistening on his chin, her full breasts heaving as she brushed dark hair from her flushed face.

Henrietta’s turn.She had been waiting, hair tousled, emerald eyes bright with a mixture of love and nervous hunger. Lucas rose to his knees, reached for her with deliberate gentleness, and drew her down onto the silk. The others shifted to give them space, yet stayed close enough that their warmth and scent wrapped around the pair like a living thing.

Henrietta lay back, athletic body stretched out beneath him, her breasts rising with quick, shallow breaths, the neat triangle between her thighs already slick and swollen from watching everything that had come before.

Lucas settled between her legs, guiding them apart with strong hands on her knees. "Look at me," he said quietly, voice rough with restraint. Her emerald eyes locked on his, wide and trusting, and he pushed in, slow, deliberate, stretching her inch by thick inch. Henrietta’s back arched off the silk, a broken cry tearing from her throat as he filled her completely. "Xavier..." she whispered, the single word trembling with months of longing finally answered.

He began to move, deep, measured strokes that rocked her body up the bed, each thrust driving a soft, helpless moan from her lips. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, then slid up to tangle in his hair, pulling him down into a fierce, desperate kiss as he claimed her in long, powerful rolls of his hips.

Nyx, never one to be idle, crawled forward on hands and knees. She straddled Henrietta’s face without ceremony, knees sinking into the pillows on either side of Henrietta’s head. "Open for me, love," Nyx murmured, voice husky with lingering pleasure. Henrietta obeyed instantly, mouth finding Nyx’s dripping pussy, tongue sliding through slick folds with a hungry moan that vibrated straight into Nyx’s clit.

Nyx’s head fell back, a low, throaty cry spilling out as Henrietta ate her with reverent devotion, lips sealing around her clit, tongue plunging deep, tasting the princess who had welcomed her into their circle.

Beside them, Selene and Lira had already turned to each other. Selene pulled the slender girl into her lap, big breasts pressing against perky ones, mouths meeting in a slow, filthy kiss. Lira’s hands slid down to cup Selene’s plush ass, squeezing as Selene’s fingers found Lira’s soaked pussy, two digits slipping inside with a wet sound that made them both moan into the kiss.

They rolled together on the wide bed, a tangle of limbs and breathless laughter, Selene pinning Lira beneath her, mouth trailing down to suck a pert nipple while her fingers curled and thrust, Lira’s hips bucking up to meet every stroke.The chamber filled with layered sounds.

Henrietta’s muffled moans against Nyx’s pussy, rising in pitch each time Lucas drove deep.

Nyx’s broken cries as Henrietta’s tongue pushed her relentlessly toward another climax.

The wet slap of Lucas’s hips against Henrietta’s thighs, steady and powerful, claiming her fully.

Selene and Lira’s breathless gasps beside them, fingers and mouths working in perfect synchrony.

Henrietta’s world narrowed to the stretch and burn of Lucas inside her, the sweet flood of Nyx on her tongue, the knowledge that she truly belonged. Every thrust, every lick, every moan wove her tighter into the circle she had watched from the outside for so long, until pleasure crested and shattered through her in a blinding wave, her back arching off the silk, her cry muffled against Nyx’s clit as Lucas fucked her through it, steady and relentless, giving her everything she had ever silently begged for.

Henrietta’s entire body locked tight beneath Lucas, thighs trembling around his hips, back bowing off the silk as the pleasure coiled unbearably deep in her core.

Lucas felt the first flutter of her walls, the sudden frantic clench around his cock, and he drove in hard, once, twice, grinding against that perfect spot inside her.

Henrietta shattered. A sharp, desperate cry tore from her throat, muffled instantly against Nyx’s dripping pussy as the first powerful jet of her release burst free, squirting in hot, forceful arcs around Lucas’s thick shaft. Lucas pulled back just far enough to watch the glistening flood spray over his lower abdomen, then dropped his mouth to her pulsing clit, lips sealing tight, tongue lashing, sucking greedily at the torrent of pure, refined Yin energy that poured from her.

The taste was bright and electric, flooding his meridians in a rush that made his own cock throb harder. Selene and Lira were on him in an instant. Selene’s body pressed to his side, big breasts flattening against his arm as she dipped her head, tongue lapping hungrily at the slick mess coating Henrietta’s thighs and Lucas’s shaft. Lira slid lower, perky breasts brushing the silk as she licked broad stripes up Lucas’s soaked length, gathering every drop of Henrietta’s release, moaning at the mingled taste of Lucas’s skin and Henrietta’s sweet Yin.

Henrietta’s orgasm kept rolling. Each time Lucas sucked hard on her clit or Selene’s tongue flicked across her swollen folds, another gush spilled out, soaking chins and chests and the silk beneath them. Her muffled cries vibrated straight into Nyx’s pussy, sending the princess grinding down harder, full breasts bouncing as she chased her own climax on Henrietta’s relentless tongue.

"Don’t stop, love, keep coming for us," Nyx gasped, voice breaking, dark hair whipping as her hips rolled. Lucas drank deeply, throat working with every swallow, Yang energy surging in perfect exchange while Selene and Lira licked and kissed and sucked around him, sharing the warm flood between their mouths. Henrietta’s thighs shook uncontrollably, hands clawing at the sheets, hair plastered to her sweat-slicked face, every muffled scream and fresh squirt proof that she had finally, completely, been satisfied by the man she loves.