100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids

Chapter 693: Chapter 692- Threesome... or maybe Foursome?

Meanwhile, his tail found Kaida.

The prehensile appendage, scaled and responsive, slid between the red-haired woman’s thighs. She was still sitting on the dais, her hand in her dress, her eyes on Bella’s destruction. The tail found her pussy. The wet, aroused, pregnant cunt that had been leaking for thirty minutes. The tip pressed against her entrance. Pushed in.

"AAAH—!!♡!! Damn it—!!♡!!" Kaida’s body flinched. Her hips bucked. The tail entered her. The scaled surface, ribbed and textured, scraped her walls. The sensation was different from his cock. More textured. More stimulating on the surface. Less filling. But the vibration—

BZZZZ—!!

The tail vibrated.

"AAAAAH—!!♡♡♡!! YOU—!!♡♡♡!! BASTARD—!!♡♡♡!!"

Kaida came. Instantly. The thirty minutes of buildup, the watching, the listening, the jealousy, the arousal, all released in a single, explosive orgasm that made her body convulse on the dais. Her back arched. Her pregnant belly thrust upward. Her green eyes rolled. Her mouth opened.

"AAAAAAHH—!!♡♡♡♡♡!!"

Her pussy squirted. The fluid hit the dais. The marble was wet. Her thighs were soaked. Her dress was ruined. The tail continued vibrating inside her, extending the orgasm, making it last, making it build again.

"Don’t—!!♡♡!! Stop—!!♡♡!! I can’t—!!♡♡♡!! Again—!!♡♡♡!!"

The tail didn’t stop.

Meanwhile, Viktor kissed Kaida.

While fucking Bella. While his tail was inside Kaida. He leaned. His face found Kaida’s. His lips pressed against hers. The kiss was rough. Claiming. His tongue found hers. His teeth found her lower lip. Bit.

"Mmph—!!♡!!" Kaida moaned into his mouth. The kiss swallowed her scream. Her body, still convulsing from the tail-induced orgasm, pressed against him. Her pregnant belly touched his side. Her hand, still in her dress, was forgotten. Both hands found his face. Pulled him closer. The kiss deepened.

’Damn you,’ she thought. The words formed between kisses. Between moans. Between the vibrations in her cunt and the sounds of Bella’s screams and the taste of his mouth. ’Damn you damn you damn you. I hate you. I love you. I hate that I love you. I hate that your tail can make me cum in two seconds. I hate that you’re fucking her and kissing me. I hate that I want both. I hate that I want all of you. I hate—’

His teeth bit her lip harder. The pain was sharp. The pleasure was sharper.

’I love you.’

He pulled from the kiss. A string of saliva connected their lips. Kaida’s green eyes were glazed. Her mouth was open. Her breathing was ragged.

His hands found both their breasts. Bella’s from behind, as he fucked her. Kaida’s from the side, as he kissed her. Both mounds were groped. Squeezed. The milk, from both women, sprayed. Bella’s thin, white streams. Kaida’s thicker, richer streams. Both hit his hands, his arms, his chest.

"AAAHH—!!♡♡!!" Bella screamed. The additional stimulation, the breast play on top of the fucking, pushed her over. She came. The cat-kin orgasm was different. Her body didn’t convulse. It went rigid. Every muscle locked. Her back arched. Her tail shot straight. Her pussy clamped down on his cock with the force of a vice. The walls squeezed. The muscles contracted. The grip was so tight that Viktor’s thrust stopped. His cock, buried to the hilt, was held. Trapped. Milking.

"Fuck," Viktor groaned. The word came through his teeth. The tightness was intense. Even for him. Even with the 100x enhancement. The cat-kin body, designed for a mate, was designed to hold. To keep. To milk.

He came.

The load filled Bella. The cum, thick and hot, flooded her canal. The walls, still clenching, absorbed. The fluid, trapped by the tight seal of her entrance around his shaft, had nowhere to go. It filled her. Her belly, already pregnant, swelled slightly with the additional fluid.

"AAAAHH—!!♡♡♡!! I CAN FEEL IT—!!♡♡♡!! FILLING ME—!!♡♡♡!!"

He held. His cock throbbed. Each pulse sent another rope of cum into her. Her body, rigid, accepted. Her walls, gripping, milked. The cycle. The giving and the taking. The filling and the holding.

He pulled out. The cock emerged from Bella’s pussy with a wet, tight POP. The suction, the cat-kin grip, was so strong that the shaft came out with a thin strand of cum and arousal connecting it to her entrance. The strand stretched. Broke. Fell.

Bella collapsed. Onto the throne. Her small body curled. Her tail wrapped around her own thigh. Her silver eyes were closed. Her breathing was rapid. Her pussy, tight and pink, was leaking cum. The white fluid, thick and heavy, ran from her entrance in slow streams.

Viktor looked at the three women. Vivian on the floor. Bella on the throne. Kaida on the dais, his tail still inside her, still vibrating.

He pulled his tail free.

"AAAHH—!!♡!!" Kaida gasped. The emptiness was sudden. The vibration stopped. Her body, on the edge of another orgasm, was left hanging. The denial was cruel.

"Bed," Viktor said. The word was a command. A direction. The tone that expected obedience.

The bed was enormous. Custom-built. The frame was oak, reinforced with iron, wide enough for five people. The sheets were clean. The pillows were stacked. The mattress was firm.

Viktor lay on his back. His cock, still hard, still slick with Bella’s cum and Vivian’s fluids, stood upright. Nine inches. Waiting.

Kaida climbed onto his face.

The red-haired woman, her pregnant belly swaying, straddled his head. Her knees on either side of his face. Her pussy, the wet, aroused, leaking cunt, was directly above his mouth. Her hand pulled her dress up. Her other hand found the headboard for balance. She lowered herself.

Her ass pressed against his face. Her pussy, the hairy, swollen, wet entrance, met his lips. His tongue emerged. Found her slit. Licked.

"AAAH—!!♡!!" Kaida’s body flinched. The tongue, warm and wet, ran from the bottom of her slit to the top. The tip found her clit. Circled. Pressed.

’He’s licking me,’ Kaida thought. Her green eyes were wide. Her hands gripped the headboard. Her hips, involuntarily, ground against his face. The mercenary, the woman who had killed men and conquered dungeons, was sitting on her husband’s face and being eaten out. ’His tongue is inside me. His mouth is on my pussy. He’s licking my clit. He’s—’

His tongue pushed in. Deep. Into her canal. The muscle, dexterous and strong, found her walls. Licked them. The sensation was inside. The warmth. The wet. The ’something-is-in-me’ feeling that made her hips move faster.

"Damn it—!!♡!! That’s—!!♡♡!! Good—!!♡♡!! Don’t stop—!!♡♡!!"

Her ass moved. Up and down. Grinding. Rubbing. Her pussy, wet and swollen, slid over his face. His nose pressed against her anus. His mouth, open and working, covered her cunt. His tongue, in and out, matched the rhythm of her hips.

Bella climbed onto his cock.

The cat-kin, recovered, her silver eyes still glazed but determined, straddled his hips. Her small body, light and flexible, positioned itself. Her hand found his cock. Held it. The head pressed against her entrance. The tight, pink, still-leaking-cum entrance that had just been fucked.

She lowered herself.

"AAAH—!!♡!!"

The cock entered. Inch by inch. Her weight, gravity, and her hip movement drove the penetration. Her small body took him. The walls, already stretched from the earlier fucking, accepted. The wet warmth surrounded him.

She started to move. Up and down. Her hips rising and falling. Her thighs, small but strong, flexed with each movement. Her pregnant belly, small and round, pressed against his abdomen. Her hands found his chest for balance.

Pah. Pah. Pah.