This Body of Mine, a Threesome?!
"Hah...! Y-Young Master...!"
The insertion came the instant her climax ended. Before the aftershocks had even begun to fade, a hard cock pushed into her, and Seira screamed.
As she started to heat up all over again, Alpher drove the cock she loved so much into her with a heavy, deliberate thrust.
"Nngh...!"
Seira's back arched around it, her body giving a short, sharp shudder. Right in front of her, still holding her hand, was Rijeon. He watched her whimpering face from the front for a moment, then opened his mouth.
"...Hey, Alpher."
He said it lightly, still holding her hand, as if this much was nothing to him at all.
"This woman. When she was getting diagnosed, she came from just that."
"...?!"
"Hey, nooo! Why would you even—!"
Seira jerked her head up in shock, but it was already too late. Rijeon's words had already gotten under the skin of the man currently fucking her from behind.
It was clearly meant as permission — you can go that far, you know — but the way he smiled, tugging his chin ever so slightly, suggested that might not have been his only intent. His eyes were still fixed on her wet lips, and on the sticky, swaying swell of her breasts.
Alpher's eyebrows twitched, just slightly, as he gripped Seira's ass. The gentle smile never left his face, but the strength in his hands had unmistakably increased.
"...Is that so?"
The words were few, but the atmosphere was shifting. A single image flickered through Alpher's mind at what he'd just heard — the soaked sofa he'd seen when he found the two of them in the monastery parlor. That scene he'd once dared to be suspicious of clicked into place like a puzzle piece. So Rijeon had seen everything: Seira panting, worked up, while Alpher wasn't there.
"Haha."
And then — smack.
"Kyaah...!"
A sharp, audible slap landed on Seira's ass. Alpher rested his palm on the cheek that had flushed as red as a face, and asked slowly,
"Miss Seira, did that feel good?"
"I-I don't know!"
Her face burning, she lifted her drooping head to glare at Rijeon — who only whispered, shamelessly,
"Then find out this time."
The moment he said it, a current of divine power began to flow. A strange energy climbed from Rijeon's hand into hers. And below, Alpher's cock drove deep into her once more.
"Aah...! Haa...!"
The instant the two sensations overlapped, Seira couldn't keep her mouth shut. The cock pushed up into her, thick and slick, while the divine power circulating through her body traced the sensitive insides of her breasts. Her skin burned as if scalded, her mind scattered, and moans of pleasure kept leaking from her lips.
"Hah... haa... ahhngh...!"
The two sensations overlapped. Alpher's cock was driving into her along the exact trajectory that struck her womb, without a single deviation — and at the same time, Rijeon's divine power traveled along her nerves, circulating through her entire body, until it reached the very mouth of her cervix.
Th-this... nngh...
On one side, a heavy, crushing pressure. On the other, a tingling electric current that wasn't quite painful. The kinds of pleasure were different. The stimuli didn't overlap, and yet they overlapped at the same time. The same interior, but completely different places writhing and mixing together.
Seira tried to swallow her breath, but it spilled out of her instead. It felt as though hot water were rolling down her spine — but in reality, thick saliva was sliding from the corner of her mouth.
"Hah... Y-Young Master... Rijeon... ah, I can't... this...!"
She called their names in a rush, her hips twitching. But neither man responded to being called. Alpher kept his mouth shut, gripping her waist firmly from behind as he drove into her womb as if carving pleasure into her.
"Guh... ah...!"
Both men wanted to send her over the edge with their own sensation. If this filthy woman called only his name — that thrill would be beyond words.
"I'm in the middle of a diagnosis, so could you let me concentrate?"
Without a shred of hesitation, the fingers of the hand not holding Seira's slipped into her mouth. No careful warning, no gentle contact. Seira flinched and looked him up and down, but Rijeon only smiled. It was the face of a man thinking, And who was it that shoved me into this insane fuck in the first place?
"...Mmph...!"
Her mouth was hot. The tongue that had been leaking moans wrapped around his fingers, sucking them in as if to crush them. At that sensation, Rijeon swallowed without meaning to. His pulse was pounding, honest and raw. Beneath his monastery robes, the thing standing hard was radiating its presence like pain itself — and as his sensation overlaid onto the fingers she was currently biting, his imagination began to grow.
If what this woman is biting right now... weren't fingers.
That single thought threatened to shatter a lifetime of firmness built on the will of God. Rijeon hadn't put in one finger, but three, filling her mouth so completely she couldn't even lower her head with it open. She could only wage a fierce territorial war with her tongue — but in this oral sex of pushing and licking, Rijeon had become just another man caressing her. His cock, which had never once been inside a woman's body, straining and drooling.
Inside and outside her womb, every nerve. All of it crushed under the two men's sensations. Whenever Seira tried to straighten her back, Alpher pressed down on her waist so that only her ass stayed raised, keeping his cock from slipping out — and Rijeon never finished in a single circuit, still circulating through the inside of her body.
Haa... ah... this... I'm going to lose my mind...
The hot heat trapped in her mouth seeped into his hand with every pulse, and her breathing grew shorter and shorter. Her eyes lost focus, her hands twitching and clenching. In the midst of this fierce sex, neither Alpher nor Rijeon said a word.
"Mmph... mmph... nnghnn!!"
When tears rolled from the corners of her eyes, they knew it by instinct. The tightening of both her mouth and below growing stronger — Seira was climbing straight toward her peak.
...She's coming.
The instant Rijeon thought it, Alpher gave her ass a hard smack, then didn't let go — gripping it as he spoke.
"Miss Seira, come."
"Nngh, euhk, hnnnngh...!!"
As if she'd been given permission, Seira exploded at the peak of both sensations, a bursting, unfinished moan tearing out of her.
"Hah... haa..."
From the corner of Seira's mouth, saliva still connected to Rijeon's finally-withdrawn fingers was dripping in sticky strands.
"Ugh... nngh...! Shit!"
A body that should have settled down after climax — unless immediately stimulated again — kept twitching. Because Rijeon's divine power still hadn't been withdrawn, still crawling through somewhere inside her like a quiet electric current.
Augh, this... it won't stop...
Near the entrance of her womb, that sensitive spot that had just reached climax was still trembling in fine vibrations — and on top of that, Alpher's cock was still buried in her, unmoving. It wasn't even moving, and yet the thickness and heat filling her completely radiated an overwhelming presence. A sensation of fullness she could feel just from staying still. The point where his thighs met her ass kept poking — jabbing at her nerves.
"Nngh..."
When Seira slumped her upper body down and twisted slightly, the heavy thing inside her shifted its angle just a fraction and grazed the mouth of her womb. Neither of the two men had moved, and yet that single thread of sensation came through with terrifying intensity.
"Don't move."
Rijeon's voice. Now that the act was winding down, it was back to that same blunt tone as before. But there was a strangely strained quality mixed into his words.
"...Haha."
Hearing that, Alpher laughed low. Then he put a little more strength into the fingers wrapped around Seira's ass. That grip belonged to a man who could squeeze her and push into her at any moment.
"Hey, Young Master. You said not to move...?"
"Well. I think he was talking to you, Miss Seira..."
Alpher supported himself with his arms so his weight wouldn't fall on her, but he draped his body over Seira's back so he could see his friend's face as close and as clearly as she could, then spoke slowly.
"But Miss Seira, you know how hot mine is, buried inside you right now... don't you?"
"What, what are you asking that for right now."
She didn't bother answering. Even though her mind was going hazy from the aftershocks still lingering inside her, and the sensation blooming at the same time. At that non-answer, Alpher whispered softly and moved his hips just once — a tiny, slight shift.
"You're squeezing me, inside."
"N-nngh...!"
She shuddered reflexively. At the same time, the withdrawing divine power brushed her cervical opening, and she jerked hard.
"Ahhk!!"
"Haa."
The sigh exhaled at her provocative moan belonged to Rijeon. Sandwiched between this bizarre war of nerves from front and back, she found herself thinking, What the fuck kind of situation is this?
Whatever, it's over now anyway!
Remembering the feeling of the divine power fully withdrawing, Seira promptly pressed her lips shut, shook off Rijeon's hand as if throwing it away, and — with as much force as revenge for all those slaps to her ass — smacked Alpher's thigh and pulled his cock out of her.
Then she straightened the waist that had been shaking so hard it felt like it might give out, sat herself solemnly between the two of them, and asked,
"So. How did it go."
She first swept back her thoroughly wrecked hair, then glared at Rijeon. Because this had been the purpose of this whole act — and the most important part.