CHAPTER 309: SIMULTANEOUS PLEASURE (R-18)

Henrietta’s final shuddering squirt still glistened on chins and chests when the four women, flushed, trembling, and utterly devoted, crawled toward him as one.

They knelt in a tight half-circle around his hips, eyes glazed with worship. Lira’s perky breasts brushed his thigh first, her tongue darting out to lick a lingering drop from the head of his cock. Selene followed, full lips stretching wide, taking him deep with a low, greedy moan. Nyx’s hair spilled forward as she licked along the shaft, her tongue swirling in perfect counterpoint. Henrietta joined them last but no less hungry, eyes locked on Lucas as she tasted him fully, lips sliding down the side while the others worked the crown and base.

Four mouths, four sets of lips, four eager tongues worshipped him in overlapping strokes and wet kisses, passing his cock from mouth to mouth like a sacred relic, moaning every time another pulse of his Yang flooded their throats.

Lucas let them feast for long, indulgent minutes, hips flexing gently into their warmth, until the need to claim them again became unbearable."On the bed," he commanded, voice rough. "All of you. Asses up."They obeyed instantly, scrambling onto the wide mattress in a graceful rush. Four perfect bodies lined up on hands and knees, backs arched, heads turned to watch him over their shoulders.

Lira first, slender and trembling, perky ass raised high.

Selene beside her, voluptuous curves swaying, big breasts hanging heavy.

Nyx next, her spine dipped low, full breasts swaying beneath her, her fat ass and hips set for Lucas.

Henrietta at the end, her curvy frame taut with anticipation, hair spilling across the silk.

Lucas moved behind Lira, gripped her narrow hips, and drove in to the hilt in one smooth thrust.

Her sharp cry filled the room as he gave her exactly one minute of hard, relentless strokes, hips snapping, balls slapping against her clit, until her arms buckled and she buried her face in the sheets with a muffled scream.

He pulled out, slick and shining, and shifted to Selene. Her plush ass rippled under the first brutal thrust; she threw her head back, hair flying, moaning his name like a prayer as he pounded her for sixty breathless seconds, big breasts swinging wildly.

Next, Nyx. The princess pushed back to meet him, full round hips rolling, royal pussy gripping him tight. He fucked her deep and steady, one hand fisted in her dark hair, drawing broken, regal pleas from her throat until her minute was up and she collapsed forward, trembling.

Finally Henrietta, Lucas slid home slowly at first, letting her feel every inch, then unleashed the same fierce rhythm. She lasted barely thirty seconds before her back arched impossibly, a raw cry tearing free as her walls clenched around him.

And then he started again.Back to Lira, then Selene, Nyx, Henrietta, over and over, round after round, never more than a minute in any one pussy before moving to the next, keeping them all on the trembling edge, never letting the pleasure crest too far or fade too much. Each time he entered them they cried out anew, backs arching higher, hips pushing back greedily, the line of four beautiful asses quivering in perfect synchronization.

The chamber filled with the wet slap of skin, the creak of the bed, and a rising chorus of desperate, overlapping moans, four voices braided together in perfect, filthy harmony while Lucas moved down the row again and again, claiming, satisfying, binding them to him one relentless minute at a time.

The Lucas’s voice cut through the haze of moans with calm, absolute command. "Stand up. All of you."Four flushed, trembling bodies obeyed instantly, thighs slick, nipples hard, eyes glazed with devotion. Lucas the laid on the bed and stretched out flat on his back in the center of the wide midnight-silk bed, arms open, cock jutting upward like a pillar of living heat."Come," he said simply.

They moved as one.Nyx climbed first, graceful even in her desperation. She straddled his face, knees sinking into the silk on either side of his head, full breasts swaying as she lowered her dripping royal pussy onto his waiting mouth. The moment his tongue speared into her she cried out, back arching, dark hair cascading down her spine like a banner of surrender.

Lira was next, slender and eager. She threw one leg over his hips, grasped his cock with trembling fingers, and sank down in a single smooth glide, taking every inch until her perky ass rested against his thighs. A sharp, broken moan tore from her throat as she began to ride him with quick, frantic rolls of her hips, breasts bouncing, head thrown back.

Selene and Henrietta took their places on either side of his torso. Selene pressed her curves against his left, big breasts flattening against his ribs, one thigh draped over his arm. Lucas slid two thick fingers into her soaked heat without looking; she gasped, hips bucking instantly, riding his hand in time with Lira’s rhythm. Henrietta mirrored her on the right, hair spilling across his chest, her jug breasts brushing his skin as his other hand found her clit first, then plunged deep.

She whimpered his name, athletic body trembling as he curled his fingers inside her, matching the pace he set for Selene.Four women, four different rhythms, one man at the center of it all.Nyx ground shamelessly on his face, royal moans rising higher with every flick of his tongue against her clit.

Lira rode his cock hard and fast, slender back arched, perky breasts bouncing wildly, pussy clenching around him in rhythmic pulses.

Selene rolled her hips against his left hand, big breasts heaving, broken curses spilling from her lips as his fingers thrust deep.

Henrietta rocked against his right, golden hair clinging to sweat-slicked skin, emerald eyes locked on his as she took everything he gave her, love and lust braided tight in every gasp.

The chamber echoed with the wet sounds of tongues and fingers and cock, the slap of Lira’s ass against his thighs, the rising chorus of four distinct voices braided into one glorious, unbroken moan.

Lucas lay beneath them, steady as stone, pleasuring all four at once, drinking their Yin in greedy waves while his Yang poured back into them in perfect, endless exchange.

It was a glorious sight: four of the most beautiful women in the palace reduced to trembling, worshipful creatures, riding his face, his cock, his hands, utterly lost to the man who could satisfy them all at the same time.