Chapter 228 Melting Night -11
Chapter 228 Melting Night -11
Thud!
Jostling against each other, the two women pushed forward and shoved Jiha down onto the bed.
"......."
The pair stared down at him with eyes full of wicked anticipation.
A male they could never have conquered alone, but now they could enjoy him by sheer weight of numbers.
That thought was unmistakable in their gazes.
Two pairs of hands crept over Jiha's bare chest, stroking him lightly, and that alone made his skin prickle all over.
A succubus with snow-white skin and crimson hair: Yura Hairedeu.
A demon with pale-blue skin and azure hair: Asira Hellrunner.
Yura, her breasts swelling with overwhelming fullness, and Asira, ripe with a sultry allure no less potent, gazed down at Jiha's body with coquettish eyes.
Where should they start devouring him? The females exchanged opinions through glances alone.
Jiha reached out and wrapped an arm around each woman's waist.
"Why agonize over it? You're both mine anyway."
"......How spiteful of you."
Asira scolded.
Now that she understood the full situation, she couldn't help but resent Jiha for playing dumb the whole time.
"Pretending you didn't know and deceiving me all along. Even if Yura asked you to..."
"Would I ignore Yura if she asked? Ah, and... it wasn't just because Yura asked, you know."
"Hmm?"
"I planned to make you mine from the very beginning."
Startled.
Asira, whose hand had been pressed against Jiha's chest, flinched and tried to pull away.
How could he say such a thing right in front of Yura?
"Mmm, Master, really. Don't just spoil Asira."
Smack.
Yura lowered her head and pressed a kiss to the nape of Jiha's neck.
Asira, who had jerked her hand away in surprise, hesitated awkwardly before shifting her posture.
Asira bowed her head and brought her lips to his skin. Jiha draped his arms around both women's necks.
And so began a night of two against one.
"Mmm. Nnng."
"Haa, aaaah...."
While Jiha kissed Asira, Yura kept teasing his nipples and sucking on them relentlessly.
Her persistent sucking sent tingling jolts through his chest, making his hips twitch.
"Nnn."
As Jiha broke the kiss with Asira and turned his head, Yura lifted her upper body and slid upward.
Succubus instinct told her exactly what Jiha wanted next.
She offered her voluptuous breasts directly toward the man's face.
Sluuurp.
The moment his tongue flicked out and lightly licked the pink tips, already stiffening with anticipation, the female body trembled.
"Ah, haaang. Haaaaht."
As Yura quivered and moaned with her breast in Jiha's mouth, Asira watched with a dazed expression.
She herself had become a woman through nights with Jiha, but watching another woman do this—
Watching cherished Yura turn into a female panting and gasping—was mortifying and deeply embarrassing.
"Nn, nnng, Asira."
Yura called out and reached over to embrace Asira around the neck.
"Ah, yeah...."
Though embarrassed, Asira pressed her lips to Yura's once more.
Unlike before, this kiss was more active, more obscene.
With her breast being suckled by Jiha lounging comfortably beneath her, Yura tangled tongues with Asira and gasped.
"Ha, haa, aaah...."
"Nn, nnng."
Caught off guard by the increasingly lewd kiss, Asira grew flustered and blushed deeply.
Grope.
Watching the two women's deep kiss from below, Jiha reached up and grabbed Asira's breast.
If Yura's were extremely large and pillowy soft, Asira's were a bit smaller but wonderfully firm.
"Ha, hnnngh."
While noisily sucking Yura's nipple, Jiha kneaded Asira's breast and tugged her nipple until it stood up stiff.
When he captured the stiffened nub between his fingers, rolling and rubbing it, Asira's body shuddered uncontrollably—she had no idea what to do with herself.
"Ah, hnn, hnnnnng."
The embarrassing moans and cries that escaped her all flowed straight into Yura's mouth.
"Hak, haaah, haaah...."
"Ah, ah. Aang."
Schluuurp.
After noisily pulling and sucking Yura's breast, Jiha released it from his lips.
He then turned his head to the side and latched onto Asira's breast.
"Hak, haaaak. Hahht."
Already hazy from the obscene kiss with Yura, Asira convulsed while Jiha sucked on her.
"Nn, Asira, nnng...."
Yura, a little regretful that Jiha had moved on, nevertheless happily clung to Asira.
As Jiha kneaded and sucked Asira's breast, Yura nibbled and teased Asira's ear, then kissed her again while gently stroking her forehead.
As if to show that her love for Yura was sincere.
"Nn, nnng. Hnnnt...."
Assaulted from both sides by a man and Yura, the noble lady knight gasped and floundered, utterly lost.
Her sensitivity spiking instantly, she could feel her large breasts growing even firmer with arousal.
"Hoo, nnn."
While continuing to suck Asira's breast, Jiha reached his hand toward Yura.
"Nn, nnng. Master...."
A man's hand descending past the succubus's waist.
Yura's chest was her most spectacular feature, but her rear was nothing to dismiss either.
A gourd-shaped figure—slim yet with generous breasts and hips that drove men mad.
"Ah, nn...."
As Jiha's fingers sank deeply into the plush flesh of her bottom, Yura wriggled her hips with coquettish flair.
Signaling that it was embarrassing.
But also that she wanted him to touch her more.
Sucking Asira's breast while toying with Yura's rear.
Growing more aroused, Jiha relentlessly focused his assault on Asira's chest.
He used only his lips to clamp down firmly, sucking with an intensity as though he meant to pull the nipple clean off her breast.
Under a pleasure like being rubbed with a gentle rasp, Asira threw her head back and panted raggedly.
"Nn, hnnng... Hak, haaak."
Staring up at the ceiling, Asira trembled and stroked Jiha's chest with her hands.
Her hand then unconsciously found Yura's breast, grasping and kneading it.
"Nn, nnng."
Under Asira's caress, Yura spasmed, closed her eyes, and let a moan of pleasure drip from her lips.
The Mana of Subordination triggered by Jiha still coiled tightly around her body.
Having her breast fondled by Asira and her bottom rubbed by a man only drove her deeper into heat.
"Hooo."
With his mouth full of pliant breast flesh and his hand toying with yielding buttock flesh, his manhood swelled instantly, throbbing as if about to burst.
Tormented by Yura, and enduring the sight and feel of the two women kissing and caressing each other, his arousal had soared past its limit.
Sensing this, both women exchanged murmurs.
"Asira, you first...."
"No, you first...."
The two women were yielding to one another.
His patience completely exhausted, Jiha released his grip on Yura's bottom and delivered a light smack.
Smack!
The ripe, well-fleshed rear transmitted a wonderfully juicy sensation through his palm upon impact. It was an ass that was truly satisfying to spank.
"Hnngh...."
Realizing the male was growing impatient, Yura whimpered in a mix of fear and delight.
Flushed with satisfaction at being demanded of as a female, she arched her hips slightly higher.
At her silent request to be spanked again, Jiha didn't hesitate to bring his hand down on her luscious bottom once more, with commanding force.
Smack!
"Ha, haak. Haaht...."
Yura exhaled a heated breath and shook her head slightly.
The succubus grew even more aroused by the situation of receiving punishment from her angered master.
The quivering of her breasts as they pressed lightly against his face conveyed perfectly just how sexually inflamed Yura had become.
As Jiha kneaded the mound of flesh he had just spanked, working it softly like dough, a look of undisguised anticipation surfaced on Yura's face.
"Ah, uh, S-Asira, I'll go first...."
But Jiha pulled Asira by the waist and positioned her to straddle him where he lay.
"Uh, uung."
Though dazed from having her chest sucked so thoroughly that her mouth still hung open, trembling, Asira obediently spread her legs and settled atop him as Jiha directed.
Schluurrrk.
Into the cleft already slick with arousal, the male member thrust deep in a single motion.
"Ah, aaaaht. Aaahht!"
Suddenly penetrated, Asira spasmed and trembled violently.
Yura, having lost the initiative, lamented.
"Ah, uh, uung. A-Asira went first...."
"Weren't you yielding just a moment ago?"
At Jiha's teasing, Yura shot him a reproachful look.
Jiha responded by spanking Yura's bottom again.
Smaaaack!
"Ha, haaaht...."
Her demon tail shot straight up toward the ceiling, her wings quivered, and Yura lifted her chin, letting out a sweet cry.
From his angle looking up, the elegant, elongated line of her nape was deeply alluring.
"Haa, haa... Aaahng."
Unable to endure the excitement, Yura's crimson eyes grew moist with a lecherous light.
Growing even more aroused while being disciplined by her master was the instinct of a succubus who had been fully subordinated.
She could please her master with her sexual skills, but the initiative lay entirely with Jiha.
"Nnng, Master...."
Even if Asira was being fucked first, she begged for more attention, presenting her plump breasts with deliberate seduction.
When Jiha licked the tip of her breast with his tongue, she pressed the entire soft mound against him as if urging him to bite down quickly.
The sensation of her breast pushing against him with almost suffocating pressure.
While sucking her breast, Jiha grabbed the hips of Asira, who was mounted on top of him.
"Nn, hnn. Hnnn...."
The beautiful lady knight astride the supine man accepted him fully, trembling as melting moans spilled from her parted lips.
Jiha gripped her hips and began rocking her in slow circles.
"Ah, haang. Hnngh...."
As if trying to escape the pleasure rising from below, Asira straightened up with a jolt and looked down at Jiha with quivering eyes.
Then, pressing her hands against Jiha's chest, she began to roll her hips slowly.
"You remember?"
"Nn, nnnt."
She had already spent a night with Jiha before and been made to ride him on top.
"Haang, hnnng...."
Yura watched Asira undulating her hips above Jiha with eyes full of envy and jealousy.
"U-uh, d-don't look...."
Embarrassed, Asira hung her head deeply.
They had already shared deep kisses and ended up spending the night together, but enduring Yura's hot gaze was apparently too much for her.
Squelch. Squelch.
Even as she said that, though, the lady knight's hole that had swallowed the man was clamping down even hotter and tighter.
Her elegant yet lush body panted as she continued swinging her hips lewdly and rotating her rear.
"Ha, aaaah...."
Jiha reached up and pushed his fingers into Asira's mouth.
"Nn... slurp. Slrrp."
Though embarrassed, Asira promptly closed her lips around his fingers and sucked them in.
Spreading her legs and straddling the man right in front of beloved Yura embarrassed her so much she couldn't even open her eyes.
"Hak, haaak."
Yet she rolled her hips to please the man, the lewd, fleshy hole rhythmically squeezing and milking the male member with varying tightness and heat.
With her upper mouth sucking the man's fingers and her lower mouth sucking the man's lower half.
Watching the pale-blue-skinned demon mounted atop him, melting from both ends as she sucked mindlessly, made his manhood surge anew with renewed vigor.
"Nn, hnngh. Hnnnt...."
Asira stopped rotating her hips and began to slowly ride up and down in an earnest rhythm.
Her hips lifted and dropped again, flesh rubbing against flesh.
Every time Asira's hips rose, the deeply lodged male member was dragged upward with it, feeling as though it might literally be pulled out by the root.
"Ah, haa. Haaa. Haaa...."
What started as a slow motion gradually picked up speed as Asira found a rhythm she could enjoy.
Every time she moved her hips, her lushly swollen breasts bounced violently above him, stimulating the man's lust visually.
When Jiha took the visual enticement and reached up to seize them firmly, Asira's face melted even more with pleasure.
"Uh, uung, Master."
Wasn't he being too partial to Asira?
When Yura pouted and licked his ear, Jiha gave her a peck on the lips and whispered.
"Monopolizing me too much? A girl's got to be a bit mischievous."
"......Ah."
Understanding immediately, Yura straightened up and assumed an all-fours posture.
Yura fixed a lecherous stare upon Asira, who was panting astride the man.
As if ready to devour her.