Chapter 62: Sooner Or Later Anyways

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Sooner Or Later Anyways

"I’m next, right?" Elena said, opening her mouth wide, tongue hanging from her plump glossy black lips, cute blue eyes looking up at him with clear expectation.

Her heavy breasts shifted lightly as she leaned forward.

Ahhn... please...

"Please be just as rough with me as you were with her."

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Xavier asked. Elena was shorter than Arabelle, and he worried his huge cock might hurt her if he went too rough.

"Yes, of course. Don’t hold back," she answered with confidence.

Xavier had no choice but to give her what she wanted. He wouldn’t deny her the pleasure of taking his cock.

His hands closed around her head through her silver hair and slowly pushed her face onto his dick.

Mmmph...

Elena kept looking up at him the entire time, never breaking eye contact, as if demanding he watch her as she takes his huge cock into her mouth without any trouble.

Ahh... nnnh...

The back of her throat stretched and a thick bulge appeared on her slender neck.

Her bright blue eyes stayed locked on his, determined, without tearing up the way Arabelle’s had.

Xavier watched her lips seal tightly around his shaft, her cheeks puffing out as he forced her face deeper.

Gllk... mmmph...

He pulled her back and drove her forward again, slamming his rock hard dick into her throat.

Nngh—! Ahhn...!

He picked up the pace, going just as rough as she had demanded.

Gawk... mmph... glck...!

Her sapphire earrings swayed every time her glossy black lips met the base of his cock.

Her short silver hair flowed with each thrust, strands sticking to her forehead and cheeks, damp with sweat of her hot body.

Elena’s hands rested lightly on Xavier’s thighs for support.

Her mind was lost in the pleasure of sucking him hard when a sharp tingling sensation suddenly shot through her tits.

Mmm—!

Arabelle had moved behind Elena, her soft hands slid under Elena’s arms and cupped her swinging breasts.

Arabelle massaged the heavy mounds squeezing forward until she found her erect nipples, pinched them hard, and rolled them slowly between her fingers and thumbs.

Ahhh... nnnh...!

Elena moaned in confusion. Why was Senior Arabelle touching her like this?

Ohh... ahhn...

"Your huge breasts swaying and jiggling looked so beautiful I couldn’t control myself," Arabelle murmured, her warm breath brushing Elena’s ear.

Arabelle’s fingers kept pinching and rolling the sensitive nipples while her hands continued massaging the heavy flesh.

At the same time Xavier kept forcing Elena’s face onto his cock.

Mmph... gllk... ahhn—!

Heat flooded Elena’s pussy, love juices spilled down her thick thighs in a steady stream.

The sensations stacked. Elena’s body began to twitch.

Nngh... aahhn...

A strong orgasm was building and she knew it. She relaxed into it. Her eyes rolled upward. Her whole body shuddered—soft, deep, continuous. Her ass jiggled. The heavy tits in Arabelle’s hands bounced harder, soft flesh yielding and rolling under every squeeze.

Her face, still stuffed with Xavier’s cock, twitched and vibrated with pleasure.

Mmmph—! Aahhhn...!

Xavier felt a new sensation from her throat as the orgasm tore through her. The stretched walls twitched and vibrated, clenching hard around his shaft. He couldn’t hold back.

He unloaded heavy pulses of cum straight into her mouth. Thick, hot streams hit the back of her throat in strong, rhythmic spurts.

Gllk... mmmph...!

Elena’s cheeks swelled as she held it all.

A little leaked around her lips, but she refused to let go of his cock no matter how intense the orgasm hit her.

She swallowed every drop in one long gulp, then finally released him.

Ahhh... nnnh... hah...

The moment her vision cleared she began cleaning his dick hanging infront of her face.

Arabelle joined her.

Both hot tongues licked and polished Xavier’s long cock—still semi-hard after two heavy loads—from base to head until it was spotless.

Mmm... ahhn... ohh...

He could have kept going, but noticing the tired, flushed looks on both girls faces, he let the arousal fade slowly.

Once they were satisfied his cock was clean, they fixed their clothes, eyes still lingering on him.

They dressed and left the flipped room, returning to the mirror room. Elena unscrewed the knob from the door and the entrance to the real gathering room appeared on the other side. Just as she was about to screw the knob back on, Xavier stopped her.

He pulled both girls into his arms and unbuttoned the top few buttons of their shirts, freeing their swaying soft breasts under his palms.

The mirrors reflected the four exposed tits—huge, round, heavy, and perfect—multiplying them into endless reflections all around the room.

Standing between them with his arms around their backs, Xavier slapped both heavy breasts from side at once.

They jiggled and rippled in soft, heavy waves that traveled to the pairing breast and returned before settling, the infinite mirrors echoing every bounce and sway.

Ahh...!

"What is this?" Arabelle asked.

"This is paradise," Xavier answered with a satisfied smile.

The moment the two beauties had knelt in front of him, the mirror room had left his mind, but he still wanted to see a million tits surrounding him. One day he intended to make that image more than a reflection. He wanted to make it real.

"Is that enough?" Elena asked.

"For now," he replied.

They fixed their shirts. Elena screwed the knob onto the door and they stepped out.

Arabelle walked them to the Silverkeep dorms gate, then stopped.

"Xavier, there’s something I wanted to tell you," she said, hands clasped under her breasts, fingers tapping together nervously.

Looking at her acting hesitant, he already got the idea what it was about. In the heat of the moment Arabelle had sent a letter to her family telling them about him and their relationship without asking his permission first. It was a big step, and she clearly feared he might be displeased with her rushed action.

"Don’t worry about that. It was going to happen sooner or later anyway."

Arabelle looked at him in surprise. "How did you find out?"

"I met your brother. He told me everything. He’s quite nice, by the way."

"That stupid brother of mine." Arabelle puffed her cheeks, looking unexpectedly cute.

With that settled, Elena and Xavier returned to their rooms to rest.

The next morning Xavier woke to the sound of wings flapping above his head.

Did I leave the window open last night? he wondered, looking up. The bird that had entered his room was not normal—it was made entirely of paper. The moment he reached for it the bird unfolded into a letter.

To Xavier Drakenfell, eldest son of Duke Drakenfell,

From Princess Cherie Evander, third daughter of the Emperor