Chapter 227: Bought The Place**

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Bought The Place**

The private villa in Nice overlooked the Mediterranean. Moonlight spilled through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting silver light across silk sheets and bare skin. The sound of waves crashing against the shoreline below provided a steady rhythm. Crash. Fwooooosh. Crash.

Lucian sat between Rose and Clara on the massive bed. Rose lay to his left, her auburn hair fanned across the pillows. Clara lay to his right, her silver hair cascading over the edge of the mattress. Both women wore only panties. Their bare breasts rose and fell with accelerated breathing. Inhale. Exhale.

Lucian’s hands were everywhere. His right hand traced down Rose’s stomach — fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her panties. Rustle. His left hand cupped Clara’s breast, his thumb circling her nipple. Flick. Clara inhaled sharply. Hiss.

"You’re so wet already," Lucian murmured against Rose’s ear.

Rose bit her lower lip. Her hips shifted. "Yeah, why don’t you fuck me already."

Lucian pushed two fingers inside Rose. Squelch. She gasped. Ah—! Her back arched off the bed. Her fingers gripped the sheets. Creak.

"Ahh... Lucian..."

His thumb found her clit. He circled it slowly. Squelch. Squelch. Rose’s breathing quickened. Her thighs trembled. Shake.

Meanwhile, his left hand traveled down Clara’s body. His fingers slid beneath her panties. She was already soaking. Squelch. He pushed two fingers inside her. Clara moaned — loud. Mmmh—!

"Lucian...!"

He pumped both hands in rhythm. His fingers working simultaneously. Rose’s hips rolled against his hand. Clara’s back arched.

"Ahh... yes... right there—"

"Mmh... harder..."

Pant. Pant. Moan.

Rose’s voice rose. Ahh—! Lucian—! Her walls clenched around his fingers. Squelch. She was close.

Clara grabbed Lucian’s wrist, pressing his fingers deeper. Squelch. Squelch. "Don’t stop... Lucian, so good—"

Rose suddenly grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face. Mmmmph! Her moan was muffled but still audible. Her body convulsed as she came. Gush. Warm liquid flooded Lucian’s fingers. Squelch.

Clara followed seconds later. AHH—! Her walls clamped down as her body shuddered. Gush. Lucian’s fingers were drenched. Drip.

Both women lay panting. Pant. Pant. The room smelled of their cum.

Rose pulled the pillow from her face. Her cheeks were crimson. She glared at Lucian. "If you make us moan so much, everyone will hear."

Lucian smirked. He pulled his fingers from both of them — glistening, wet. He licked Rose’s juices from his right hand. Lick. Then Clara’s from his left. Lick.

"I bought the place," Lucian said casually.

Rose blinked. "You... bought a villa in Nice?"

Lucian shrugged. He was practically loaded. The Apep fortress vaults. The Khalfani cartel stores. Credits from the Knights. Dungeon materials. His storage rings held more wealth than most hunter guilds earned in a decade.

"Mmmh," Clara purred, rolling onto her side. Her silver eyes gleamed with mischief. "My boyfriend bought a villa." She reached over and stroked Lucian’s cock through his pants. Rub. He was already hard. His thick cock straining against the fabric. "And now he’s going to earn his keep."

She unzipped his pants. Zzzzip. His long and fully erected cock sprang free. Throb. Clara wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Squelch. She stroked slowly. Schlorp.

Rose watched. Her auburn hair was messy. Her green eyes still hazy from her orgasm. But the sight of Lucian’s cock made her pulse quicken again. She could feel herself getting wet. Squelch.

"Come here," Lucian said to Rose.

Rose crawled over. Her breasts hung beneath her as she moved. Sway. She positioned herself on Lucian’s left side. Clara was on his right. Both women knelt beside him.

Clara lowered her head. Her tongue traced the length of his shaft from base to tip slowly. She swirled her tongue around the head.

Rose joined. Her tongue met Clara’s at the tip. Both women licked the same cock — their tongues touching, intertwining. Lucian groaned. Mmmh. The sight of Rose and Clara sharing him — tongues sliding together over his shaft — was almost unbearable.

"Ahh... fuck," Lucian hissed.

Clara took him into her mouth. Schlorp. Inch by inch. Her lips stretched around his girth as she bobbed her head. Schlop. Schlop. Schlop.

Rose sucked his balls. Her lips closed around one. Slurp. Her tongue rolled it. Lucian’s hand found the back of her head. Pat.

Schlop. Schlop. Slurp. Schlop.

Lucian pulled Clara off. Pop. A string of saliva connected her lips to his cock. Stretch. He pulled Rose up. Both women knelt before him.

"Both of you. On your hands and knees."

They obeyed. Both of them immediately went on all fours with their asses raised. Their wet pussies glistening in the moonlight. Glisten.

Lucian positioned himself behind Clara first. He rubbed his cock along her entrance.

He thrust in. SCHLORP.

SLAP.

"AHHH—!" Clara’s back arched. Her silver hair flew. Her walls clenched around him. Squelch

"Fuck... yes... harder... yes!"

Slap. Slap. Slap. Squelch. Slap.

Clara’s breasts bounced with every thrust. Sway. Sway. Her moans filled the room. Ahh. Ahh. Ahh. The bed rocked. Creak. Creak. Creak.

Rose watched over her shoulder. Her green eyes blazed with desire as her own pussy throbbed. Throb. She reached between her legs and rubbed herself. Squelch. Watching Lucian fuck Clara made her desperate. Rub. Rub.

Lucian pulled out of Clara. Schlorp. Her pussy gaped. Gape. Cum leaked. Drip.

He moved behind Rose. His cock — slick with Clara’s juices — pressed against Rose’s entrance.

"Ready?" Lucian asked.

Rose looked back as her face turned crimson as she whisper. "Yes~."

He thrust in. SCHLORP.

SLAP.

"AH—! Fuck!" Rose screamed. Her walls were tighter. She clenched around him like a vice. Squelch. Lucian groaned. Mmmh. He grabbed her hips and fucked her.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

"Yes... yes... yes... right there... Lucian... ahhh...!"

Rose’s auburn hair swayed and her breasts bounced. Sway. Her ass rippled with every impact. Jiggle. The sound of their bodies meeting was obscene. Slap. Slap. Squelch.

Clara watched. She pinched her own nipples. Pinch. Her hand slid between her legs. Rub. Rub. She fingered herself while watching Lucian fuck Rose. Squelch. Squelch.

Lucian pulled out of Rose. Schlorp. He moved back to Clara.

"AHH—!"

Then back to Rose. SCHLORP. SLAP.

"AH—!"

Back to Clara. SCHLORP. SLAP.

"Mmmh—!"

He alternated. Both women moaned simultaneously. A chorus of pleasure.

"Yes... ahh... harder..."

"Fuck... yes... Lucian...!"

Slap. Slap. Squelch. Slap.

Lucian grabbed Clara’s hair with one hand and Rose’s hip with the other. He pounded Clara. Slap. Slap. Slap. Then switched to Rose. Slap. Slap. Slap. His cock glistened with their mixed juices. Schlorp. Schlorp.

Clara reached over and grabbed Rose’s hand. Their fingers intertwined. Clink. Both women moaned. Their voices blended.

"Ahh... I’m close..."

"Me too... ahh... together..."

Lucian thrust into Clara. Then into Rose. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. Both women trembled. Both were on the edge.

"AHH—!"

"AHH—!"

Both came simultaneously. Gush. Gush. Their pussies spasmed around his cock. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Lucian pulled out — his cock throbbing, drenched. Throb.

The women collapsed onto the bed. Plop. Side by side. Panting. Pant. Pant. Their bodies trembled. Sweat glistened on their skin. The sheets beneath them were soaked.

Lucian stood at the edge of the bed. His cock stood straight — still hard. Throb. He looked down at them.

Rose looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. "We’re not done?"

Clara laughed breathlessly. "He’s never done."

Lucian smirked. He climbed onto the bed. His hands found Rose’s breasts. Knead. He sucked her nipple. Lick. Lick. His other hand reached for Clara. His fingers slid inside her again. Squelch.

Both women moaned. Ahh... Mmmh...

"We’re going to be here all night," Rose whispered.

Lucian raised his head. His crimson eyes gleamed.