Chapter 14. Yuri Threesome (1)
Yuri Threesome (1)
"Good heavens! A yuri scene!"
At Lucian's exclamation, Ella and I-seo froze in place.
The two women's bodies were drenched in each other's love juices and saliva, presenting a picture of decadence worthy of a masterpiece.
The Count feigned anger, furrowing his brow as he demanded:
"Who seduced who first? Tell me the truth and I might forgive you."
While I-seo bowed her head in confusion, Ella straightened her clothes and retorted defiantly:
"Lucian, since you wouldn't hold me, I made the first move!"
"Well, would you look at that?"
"You've been doting on new women while neglecting me..."
Lucian gave an exasperated chuckle as Ella pouted her lips.
"Victoria. I just risked my life petitioning the king to restore your family's status, and this is how you repay me? By seducing my maid?"
"Wh-what? My... my family?"
Ella's face instantly paled.
She'd forgotten that the Count had gone to such dangerous lengths for her sake.
Regret and fear washed over her. She might be cast aside for this.
"Do you think your family's restoration will come easily when you're behaving like this?"
"My Lord, I... I'm your woman! I can only feel complete when you hold me. My family's status doesn't matter anymore!"
Ella was at a loss under Lucian's cold reprimand.
"And how long have you been here to start coveting my women? Have you developed a taste for women instead of men now?"
"No! It's just... because you wouldn't... love me...
Only you can satisfy me!"
Ella desperately clung to the hem of Lucian's trousers.
"Then prove it."
Lucian's eyes glinted coldly, yet lustfully.
"Right here, right now, in front of I-seo—swear you'll do anything I command."
"Yes! Anything!"
"Good. Then lay I-seo down first and climb on top of her."
Lucian's command was absolute now. Without protest but with trembling hands, Ella laid I-seo on the bed.
Hiking up her maid's skirt to her waist, she straddled I-seo's hips with legs spread wide.
The two maids faced each other like mirror images.
Blonde Ella and raven-haired I-seo—Western opulence and Eastern elegance overlapping strangely.
"Kiss her. And use one hand to fondle I-seo's breasts."
At the Count's icy command, Ella captured I-seo's lips just as she had earlier.
Slurp, smack, haah...
"Ngh...!"
I-seo's eyes flew open. What was happening? She was swapping tongues with another maid before the Count himself.
But Ella's tongue was desperate, her touch scorching.
Each time Ella's hand kneaded and squeezed I-seo's pert breasts,
I-seo's pink nipples strained visibly through her thin maid's uniform, popping between Ella's fingers.
Lucian watched the lewd display with folded arms before slowly approaching between the women's legs.
Ella's straddling position left both women's intimate areas fully exposed to Lucian's gaze.
Two glistening petals already soaked with arousal.
Lucian bent his head like an appraiser examining jewels.
First, Ella on top.
Her labia majora were slightly parted.
Beneath lush golden pubic hair, her engorged outer lips were plump and flushed red, while the inner labia peeking through bore a delicate pink hue.
Her vaginal entrance pulsed with excitement, transparent fluids continuously dripping to wet I-seo's stomach below.
"I thought Ella's pussy was small... but compared to I-seo's, it's more substantial."
Lucian murmured as he spread Ella's inner lips with a finger.
"The entrance seems a bit loose too? Have you two been playing without me while I was away?"
"N-no, my Lord...! It's still tight...! And..."
Ella squirmed in shame, but Lucian's gaze had already dropped lower.
To I-seo beneath.
She was a flawless Baekboji (hairless).
A spotless white mound—even her pores were invisible beneath smooth jade skin.
At its center, small plump outer lips were tightly sealed like a clamped seashell.
When Lucian parted them with his thumb, shy pink inner lips peeked through.
"So small. Almost worryingly so—I'm concerned my cock will fit. Are all Eastern women like this?"
Lucian marveled.
If Ella's was a bashfully blooming rose, I-seo's resembled an unopened orchid bud.
Her entrance looked barely wide enough for a few fingers, its color so pristine it seemed a shame to touch.
I-seo squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment.
As the Count's hot breath brushed her most private area, her inner thighs quivered.
"You've been running away so diligently."
"...!"
I-seo flinched.
He knew. Knew how she'd been evading his attention.
"Come here."
Lucian's tongue swiped broadly up I-seo's pale flesh.
Circling her entrance, he inhaled the scent of her intact hymen—sweet and cool.
Lick, suck, slurp
"Ahhn! Aah..."
"Your sensitivity is exquisite. Worth the wait."
Then his rough tongue found the tiny excited bean peeking from its hood.
Lick
"Hyeeek!!"
I-seo's back arched like a fish. The motion jostled Ella's hips above.
Though just one lick, it woke every dormant nerve to screaming awareness.
Lucian's tongue was scalding, its textured surface unbearably vivid.
"Hah... already swelling nicely."
He began feasting in earnest.
Pursing his lips, he captured the cute little clitoris and sucked.
Inside his mouth, his rigid tongue tip rolled and flicked the stiffened nub.
Slurp, smack, suck, pop!
"Ah! Ah! Nngh! T-too... too much! Your tongue... so rough!"
I-seo's pale inner thighs spasmed.
Lucian relished the normally quiet maid's cries as he gently scraped teeth over her clit's tip.
Nip
"Kyaaah—!!"
Electricity shot up her spine. Too intense for pleasure, too thrilling for pain.
Lucian sucked like a vacuum, hollowing his cheeks to draw her clit out.
As if trying to uproot it, the suction made I-seo's entrance gush transparent fluids.
Squelch, gush—
"Haaahn!"
"Delicious, I-seo."
Lucian mumbled without releasing her clit.
Broadening his tongue, he licked comprehensively from outer lips to inner.
Like an animal grooming its young or savoring melting ice cream.
Up and down, down and up.
I-seo's glistening petals shone like glazed porcelain.
Slurp, lick
"Ah... ah... there... feels..."
Lucian's pointed tongue returned to persistently probe her virginal entrance.
Squelch, squish, lick
"Ngh, ah, aah, aahhn"
His tongue met the intact hymen—taut and elastic.
Sniff
He buried his nose deep, inhaling her scent.
Not fishy.
I-seo's natural aroma—forest dew and sweet nectar—pierced his nostrils.
"I-seo, even here you smell sweet."
Lick, lap
"Ahhn, nn, uhn, uhn"
Lucian lapped up her flowing juices as I-seo's body, beyond her control, pushed her hips against his face.
Meanwhile, Ella bit her lip watching I-seo unravel beneath Lucian's tongue.
Tears welled in her downcast eyes.
Lucian's offhand "seems a bit loose" remark stabbed her heart like a dagger.
'Am I... no longer attractive? I've comforted myself thinking of Lucian... has it really stretched?'
A fallen noble daughter—her body and love for the Count were all she had left. Now even that was being denied.
Eclipsed by I-seo's exotic allure, misery overwhelmed her.
Then—
Lucian looked up from lapping I-seo's juices to see Ella sniffling above.
"Don't cry, Ella."
His hand gently stroked up Ella's inner thigh.
His gaze fixed on her most intimate place.
Ella's bore an innate nobility—no vulgarity in sight.
Luxurious yet tidy golden curls adorned her mound elegantly.
Plump outer lips like fresh-baked bread, with perfect baby pink inner lips peeking through.
Taut as a flower bud—proof of meticulous care.
"But still... Ella, your pink is beautiful too. My favorite color."
Lucian whispered sincerely.
His thumb parted her moist inner lips slightly.
The shy red mucosa inside leaked transparent juices as if responding to his praise.
"Ah..."
At one compliment, Ella's frozen heart melted like spring snow.
The recognition she'd longed for—jealousy and sorrow vanished, replaced by swelling love and relief.
Leaning forward over I-seo, she gazed at Lucian.
"Sob... my Lord... forgive me. For doubting... My body is yours. Do... do as you please."
"Then."
Lucian's eyes gleamed predatorily.
Raising his right hand, he aimed two thick fingers at Ella's pink entrance.
Plunge—!
"Guhh—!!"
No warning.
Lucian ruthlessly shoved two fingers inside.
Knuckles forced her narrow entrance wider as they pushed deep.
Foreign yet not—not cold steel but her beloved man's burning digits.
"Haa... haa... so full... your fingers... ahh...!"
Ella's inner walls clenched in shock, gripping his fingers tightly.
Like countless suction cups—Lucian twisted his wrist, savoring the pressure.
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