Chapter 220: Wet For Me [R18]

Chapter 220: 220: Wet For Me [R18]

Lord Zark pushed his thick cock straight into Ayra’s tight hole. The sudden stretch sent a sharp mix of pain and deep, spreading pleasure through her walls.

She closed her eyes and let out a loud, broken moan as her body tried to adjust around him.

"Easy..." Lord Ash murmured beside her, holding her close. His smile was soft against her cheek as he leaned in.

"I’ll take care of you..." He sealed his mouth over hers, tongue sliding deep, claiming her in a slow, thorough kiss that left her breathless.

Ayra could only gulp and melt into it. His mouth consumed hers completely, tongue playing against her own while she struggled to form any sound beyond the muffled whimpers that escaped between their lips.

"Ah..." Lord Zark’s sharp gasp cut through the air as he began to move. His thick, hardened cock drilled into her in a calculated, steady rhythm—slow at first, each thrust deliberate. "Like it...? Ah... like it...?"

She spread her legs wider, taking him deeper. Every inch of him filled her, stretching her open, the thick ridge of his shaft dragging along her sensitive walls with every stroke.

She could feel the way her hole yielded for him, the wet heat of her body clinging to his length as he pushed farther.

"Ah..." she gasped when he sank deeper still.

Lord Zark watched her face, smiling. "I’ll go easy so we don’t hurt the little one..." His voice stayed low and rough as he rocked into her, thrusting and pounding in a steady, controlled rhythm.

Pleasure radiated outward from where they joined, rolling through her entire body in warm waves.

"Open wide, Ayra..." Lord Vale rose to his feet, eyes locked on her while he stripped.

In moments he stood bare, his double cocks springing free—long, thick, pale lengths that hung heavy between his thighs.

He moved closer, spreading his legs as he dropped to his knees right in front of her face, breaking the kiss she had been sharing with Ash.

"Come on..." He smiled and fisted a hand in her hair, holding her firmly. "Why don’t you show me how you take me again... eh?"

He guided her mouth forward and pressed the head of his first cock between her lips, watching her struggle to stretch around the thick shaft as he pushed deeper.

"Good..." he praised, beginning to thrust—gentle, rhythmic strokes that rocked her head. "Ah... so good..." He kept fucking her mouth with that single cock, watching her lips spread wider around him.

Then he brought the second one up and carefully pressed it against the same stretched opening. "Let’s see how brave you are... It’s not a first time..."

Both cocks forced their way into her mouth together. He thrust them in tandem, rocking both thick shafts past her lips and over her tongue.

"Mmmm—" Saliva spilled from the corners of Ayra’s mouth as she struggled to take the dual girth.

She bobbed as best she could, Vale’s hand firm in her hair guiding her deeper onto both lengths at once.

"That’s it... that’s... ah..." He tipped his head back, eyes closed, pressing her down farther while he fucked her mouth with both cocks. "Take that... so good... so wet..."

He looked down at her again, smiling. "How’s this for a mating gift? Love it...?"

She couldn’t answer. Her mouth was completely occupied, stretched around both of his shafts as he used her.

At the same time her hole stayed full of Lord Zark, who kept fucking her raw in that careful, steady rhythm.

Lord Ash had already shifted lower. His hands caressed her breasts before his mouth closed over one nipple, sucking and licking greedily, messily, the wet heat of his tongue sending fresh thrills racing across her skin.

"Ah... how’s that? Take it... ah... yes... ah—" Zark’s pace stayed as gentle as he could manage, yet the pleasure still built hard.

His cock dug deep enough to leave her walls slick and trembling, pushing her closer and closer until the orgasm crashed through her.

She broke around him, clenching and pulsing hard.

Lord Zark sighed as he slowly pulled his massive cock free, the shaft glistening with her wet release.

He stroked himself once, watching the shine of her cum coat his length. "You couldn’t even wait for me to come..." he muttered, still catching his breath as he climbed off the bed.

"My turn." Lord Ash moved quickly into the space Zark had left, positioning the head of his cock against her entrance and smiling down at her.

"Don’t worry... I’ll be more gentle than Zark." He teased her for a long moment, rubbing the thick tip through her soaked folds until she trembled. "All you have to do for me... is make sure I get wet for you. I’m all loaded to do that..."

With one firm thrust he buried himself to the hilt.

"Ah!" Ayra’s cry tore free. Vale’s twin cocks slipped from her mouth, strings of saliva and thick cum trailing from her lips and dripping down her chin.

Her mouth stayed flooded with the mix as Ash began to move—slow, steady strokes that filled her completely.

"You take it so well..." Lord Vale murmured, gently stroking her cheek. "Good female... good..."

"How does that feel?" He leaned closer, fingers still tracing her wet, swollen lips. "Feels good?"

Before she could answer he claimed her mouth again, kissing her hard and messy, licking and sucking until he tasted every trace of his own release mixed with her saliva.

The kiss was intense and wet; Ayra found herself pressing closer, chasing the flavor of him.

Lord Ash kept fucking her with measured depth, eyes locked on her face the whole time.

After a while he smiled. "I don’t think this is going to make me wet for you, Ayra..." His hand slid over her stomach as he continued to thrust. "What do you say we speed things up...?"

He increased the pace—deeper, faster, still controlled but no longer gentle.

Each stroke drove into her harder, the thick length of him stretching her walls and pressing deep enough that she felt every inch.

Ayra gasped and shuddered, pleasure and the sharp edge of fullness colliding as his weight pinned her open.

Lord Ash’s eyes closed, chin tipping up. "Ah yes... that’s it..." He kept driving into her, hips snapping faster.

One of his hands caught hers and held tight while he fucked her with growing intensity. "Take it... yes... take it... ah yes—"

"I’m about to... ah!" His head fell back, a satisfied smile curving his mouth as every thrust sank deeper than the last.

Ayra’s walls fluttered hard around him, already trembling on the edge again.

"How does it feel...?" he asked, watching her nod frantically while she kept kissing Lord Vale with desperate intensity.

Lord Ash smiled, clearly pleased. "Then we should turn things up."