Chapter 181: Morning Taxes

The first golden rays of dawn filtered quietly through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the 73rd floor. Soft, warm sunlight stretched across the polished floorboards, slowly filling the private recovery suite with a calm morning glow.

Evren woke up naturally, feeling completely rested and energized. His body was light, and the lingering mana from the previous night had settled deep into his core, leaving him refreshed from head to toe.

Beside him, Zephyra was still sleeping peacefully.

Her long silver hair was spread across his bare chest like silk, and one of her slender, toned legs was thrown over his hips. Her face looked completely relaxed, free from any of the tension or shadows that had weighed on her for years.

Evren smiled down at her, resting a gentle hand on her waist. The hum of their newly established Soul-Bond resonated quietly in his mind, bringing a deep sense of mutual warmth and peace.

Meanwhile, up on the 80th floor, Amber’s golden eyes fluttered open at the exact same moment.

She sat up and stretched, instinctively reaching out through her telepathic bond to check on Evren. But as her mind touched his familiar warmth, she felt another presence woven seamlessly into his soul... a quiet, shadowy resonance that was deeply bonded to his.

Amber blinked in pleasant surprise before a wide, radiant smile broke across her face. "She finally gave in," Amber murmured with a happy laugh, tossing the silk sheets aside.

She slipped into a thin crimson silk robe, tying the sash loosely around her narrow waist.

Following the warm beacon of his presence, she easily traced his soul link down through the tower levels straight to the 73rd-floor recovery suite.

She stepped into the private express elevator at the end of the hall and tapped the glowing button. The lift slid downward silently, opening directly onto the private arena corridor.

Amber walked barefoot across the soft rubber flooring, pushing the suite door open without making a sound.

Inside, the dim room smelled faintly of clean star-silk, sweat, and sweet intimacy. Amber walked over to the edge of the large bed, leaning against the wooden post with her arms crossed over her chest.

Seeing the two of them tangled together beneath the covers, her eyes shone with pure warmth. There wasn’t a single trace of jealousy in her heart; instead, she felt proud of Zephyra for letting go of her past and embracing the family they had built.

Evren opened his eyes as her shadow fell across the bed. Seeing Amber standing there in her thin silk robe, an amused smirk touched his lips.

"Good morning, Vice-Chairman," Evren whispered, keeping his voice quiet so he wouldn’t startle the sleeping woman beside him.

"Good morning, Chairman," Amber whispered back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Look at you two, sleeping like innocent angels after keeping each other up half the night."

The quiet sound of their voices caused Zephyra to stir. She blinked sleepily, her violet eyes adjusting to the morning light before landing directly on Amber.

Zephyra froze, her cheeks instantly turning bright crimson. In a flustered hurry, she pulled the star-silk duvet up to her chin, tucking her legs tightly under the covers.

Amber laughed softly at her reaction, walking around to Zephyra’s side of the bed. She sat down on the edge of the mattress, resting a warm, comforting hand over Zephyra’s bare shoulder.

"Don’t hide from me, little shadow," Amber said gently, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I felt the bond click into place this morning. I’m so proud of you, and I’m so happy for you."

Zephyra’s nervous tension melted away in an instant. A radiant, emotional smile lit up her face as she looked up at Amber. "Thank you, Amber, for welcoming me and helping me find a home here."

"You’ve always belonged here," Amber replied with a tender smile.

Amber then turned her attention to the center of the bed, where the sheets were raised in a prominent, upright tent. With a teasing smirk, she reached out and pulled the duvet back, exposing Evren’s morning hardness to the open air.

His thick shaft stood proud and rigid against his stomach, veins throbbing with morning heat and a tiny drop of clear moisture glistening at the tip.

Amber let out a low, playful whistle, shaking her head. "Well, well. It seems someone is already wide awake and demanding his morning taxes."

Evren chuckled, clasping his hands behind his head as he leaned back against the pillows. "That’s not entirely my fault. I have two gorgeous women standing and lying right beside me."

"Hear that, Zephyra?" Amber asked, looking over her shoulder with a sultry gleam in her dark-brown eyes. "He’s blaming us. What do you say we make him pay his taxes before breakfast?"

Zephyra swallowed lightly, her violet eyes locking onto his thick erection. Her breath hitched, a fresh wave of desire warming her lower stomach. "I... I want to learn whatever you do, Amber."

"That’s my girl," Amber purred approvingly.

With a graceful shrug of her shoulders, Amber let her crimson silk robe slide down her arms, letting it drop to the floor. She climbed onto the bed on Evren’s left side, kneeling beside his hip in her bare, golden-skinned glory.

Zephyra sat up on his right side, her smooth silver hair falling over her pale, toned shoulders. Together, they framed him on both sides.

Amber reached out first, wrapping her slender, warm fingers around the base of Evren’s shaft. She guided Zephyra’s hand forward, placing her fingers just above hers.

"He likes firm, slow pressure right along the underside," Amber whispered, demonstrating the motion. "And I’m sure he would love it when we use our mouths together."

Zephyra nodded attentively, following Amber’s lead. Together, their hands stroked upward along his thick length, their soft fingers brushing against each other over his hot, pulsing skin.

Evren let out a low groan, his hips shifting against the sheets as the dual friction sent a jolt of pleasure straight up his spine.

Amber leaned down, her warm tongue tracing a slow, wet circle around his broad head before taking the tip into her mouth. She suckled gently, looking over his shaft to meet Zephyra’s eyes with an encouraging nod.

Zephyra leaned in close, resting her cheek against Evren’s thigh. She pressed her soft lips against the heated vein along the middle of his shaft, kissing her way downward toward his sac. Her warm breath made him shudder, her tongue darting out to taste the salty, masculine heat of his skin.

The feeling of four soft hands and two warm mouths worshipping him simultaneously was pure heaven. Evren rested his hands gently in their hair, his fingers threading through Amber’s dark strands and Zephyra’s silver locks.

"You two are unbelievable," Evren murmured in a voice thick with raw pleasure.

Amber hummed around his tip, swirling her tongue before sliding down to let Zephyra take the top. Zephyra opened her lips wide, carefully taking his broad head into her warm, wet mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she began to suck, using the softness of her tongue to massage his sensitive slit just like Amber had shown her.

Beside her, Amber kissed and licked along his base and balls, her free hand stroking his length in perfect rhythm with Zephyra’s bobbing head.

Their heads were close together, dark hair mingling with silver over his stomach. Every few seconds, their eyes would meet, sharing small, affectionate smiles of sisterly joy and shared devotion.

The room filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of their mouths and the low, steady breaths of Evren’s rising climax. Evren’s hips bucked lightly off the mattress, his endurance pushed to the edge by the overwhelming sensory assault.

"I’m close, girls," Evren warned in a low, ragged rasp, his hands tightening gently in their hair.

Instead of pulling away, both women redoubled their efforts. Amber wrapped her lips around the lower half of his shaft, suckling hard while Zephyra swallowed his broad head as deep as her throat would allow, humming with intense suction.

The pleasure snapped like a live wire. Evren groaned deeply, his entire body going taut as his hot release erupted in thick, powerful pulses.

Both women drank him in greedily, taking every single wave of his hot seed without spilling a single drop. Their throats bobbed in unison, swallowing his release before working their tongues together to lick his sensitive head completely clean.

When they finally pulled back, both of their faces were flushed with heat, their lips glistening wetly in the morning sun.

Evren let out a long, ragged exhale, sinking back into the soft pillows as waves of pure, blissful exhaustion washed over him.

Amber and Zephyra crawled up his chest, settling on either side of him. Amber rested her head over his left shoulder, wrapping an arm around his waist, while Zephyra curled against his right side, draping her leg over his.

Evren smiled warmly, wrapping his arms around both of them. He kissed the crown of Amber’s head, then turned to press a tender kiss to Zephyra’s forehead.

The three of them lay in comfortable silence for several minutes, listening to the quiet hum of the tower and the distant sounds of District 1 waking up below.

Evren chuckled softly, his hands gently stroking the smooth curves of their backs. "Alright, we should probably get out of bed and head back upstairs to get ready for the day. Unless you two plan on keeping me trapped in this bed all morning."

Amber propped herself up on one elbow, a wicked, playful smirk playing on her lips. "Honestly? That doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all."

Zephyra giggled quietly, hiding her blushing face against Evren’s chest in agreement.

Evren laughed, giving Amber’s hip a gentle squeeze. "Yeah, but we have a lot to do today. Come on, ladies."