Excitement filled Linhart’s chest, as he locked eyes with Zoey, eagerness was all over her face. Her soft body connected with his, as she impaled herself on his pole. She moved with determination, enduring the discomfort she was feeling, as she took him in one long stroke. His dick was deep within her in seconds, tearing her hymen and opening her womb to his length.
“Oh Gods,” he breathed to her alone, “Unngh… You’re wrapping around me, so tight… I missed this feeling.”
Her long hair draped over his face as her smile filled his vision. “What are you saying, Linhart? This is the first time we’ve done this.”
“Maybe for you,” he murmured, his hand grasping her hips and guiding her motion. “But I’ve done things to you that would make you blush. Your body is like a piece of heaven. I wanna do this every day from now on.”
She laughed in confusion, but didn’t reply, focused instead on her first time. Her round bottom flexed beneath his hands, as she started to pump up and down on him in long, penetrating strokes. The softness of her thighs felt like silk against his arms, and the warm tightness of her tunnel felt like she was embracing his dick.
Maybe he was getting overly emotional, having his little slave return to him once again, but his body felt extra sensitive, and his balls were already screaming to be released. Before he knew it, he was lifting his hips up to meet her thrusts, his cock throbbing in ecstasy as he came, spurting his hot load deep within her.
Zoey had stopped moving. Her body was sweaty with effort and her eyes had lost their focus. Chloe had disrobed now, as well, and her tiny hands were on Zoey’s tits, massaging her and helping her reach climax.
“That’s it, Zoey. You’re a woman now… finish up, so I can get my turn.” she purred into her sister’s ear.
“I can feel his seed filling me up… Nng.. I’m cumming too! Linhart…” She gasped and arched her back. Linhart continued to thrust through his release and was rewarded with the sight of Zoey’s trembling through an orgasm as her sister kneaded her breasts from behind. So hot!
That is when Nyx let out a hoarse gasp.
The twins’ heads spun around as if she were a home invader, though Linhart had long since noticed her watching the action. She must’ve been curious, because when he started nailing Zoey in earnest, she had come right up close.
Now that all attention was on her though, whatever spell had captivated her was broken, and the quiet Nyx let out a war-cry as she attacked the others from behind.
“Get off of him!”
Her hands were a blur of strikes, targeting both girls, though most of her locomotion was transferred to Zoey, whom she tackled so hard that she was knocked off of Linhart and fell to the hard floor. She landed on the bed, her knees pressing into Linhart’s legs, where she wrapped an arm around Chloe’s neck, choking her into submission.
But the twins had been improving their skills since day one, and they struck back nearly instantly, Chloe elbowing Nyx from the front, while Zoey was up off the floor in a flash, her bare bottom shaking as she delivered a kick to the side of Nyx’s body.
What a mess!
Linhart’s rod was still swollen and was inches away from the flurry of movements that Nyx was making. He couldn’t even roll away, as the violent girl was seated on top of his legs. So, he made a sudden decision.
Grabbing for the fourth necklace, he looped it around her neck and wrapped it tight. He was genuinely surprised that he was able to get that far. It seemed that Nyx was not expecting him to join the fray.
Before she could do any more damage, he had snapped it into place around her neck, and shouted his first command.
“Nyx, you SHOULD not attack these girls. You were enjoying observing us before, you MUST keep on observing until I tell you to stop.”
“Yes, Squad Leader,” was Nyx’s only reply, though she immediately released Chloe. Grunting in pain, she received a vicious slap square across the cheek from Chloe. And then another. Zoey had stopped fighting as soon as Nyx had.
“Chloe, you have to stop fighting too! C’mon, Zoey finished and it's your turn now.”
“Oh, it’s my turn?” Chloe said cheerfully. Her hand stopped just short of letting a third slap fly. “Finally!”
* * * * * * * * *
Making love to Chloe with her necklace on was a completely different experience. Highly responsive, completely obedient, and after a few small orders, she’d even lost that sadistic gleam in her eye. But still she talked like the cute little maniac that she was.
“Unngh… Scream for me, L-Linhart,” she stammered.
“You're the only one screaming around here,” he replied tartly. She glared up at him, but that was all she could do.
She was lying on her back with her legs spread wide. Her arms were being held above her head by the beautiful Zoey. Both girls had their eyes fixed on his bare chest and belly. He held her ankles high, gripping them firmly with both his hands, and was rocking the tip of his erection in and out of her swollen pussy at a fast pace. She was twitching in pleasure, but still she wanted more.
“Go deeper! I want to feel you in my womb!”
Nyx was crouched next to the bed, had her head close enough that some of Chloe’s fluids splashed out onto her face. She didn’t seem to notice. Now that she was ordered not to attack or hurt anyone, she had stripped down by her own free will and began touching herself, completely absorbed in observing their carnal acts.
“Her hole seems too small to fit your big thing, Leader,” she announced plainly. Though she spoke without passion, her face was flushed with lust. “Doesn’t it feel like she’s choking you?”
“No, her hole is stretching out nicely,” he answered, bending her until her knees touched her chest, and thrusting deeper now until Chloe let out a shrill moan. “Don’t look away. I want to see those big blue eyes as you cum.”
Chloe obeyed, but she couldn’t hold back a stream of whimpers, emitted from her sexy lips. On a whim, he leaned over and gave her a long, passionate kiss. The sounds of her orgasm were gobbled up by his breath.
“Oh Gods,” Zoey was talking, as if to herself, “I can’t believe he is fucking all three of us… Chloe used to say that boys liked sex as much as us, but… three girls at once?”
“NO,” Nyx responded forcefully to her comment, “I will not do that to the Leader. If I dirtied his thing with my secret place, he’d be burdened with my child.”
Linhart’s ears pricked up. What was she talking about?
He didn't stop plowing tight little Chloe, however he sat up and said, “Nyx, come over here and give me a kiss.”
It wasn’t an order, but she visibly steeled herself and approached. She pursed his lips and watched him expectantly.
Linhart wondered at the innocence of this obviously dangerous girl. She was an ex-Striker and was probably a killer, but by the looks of it, she’d never even kissed a boy before.
He planted a soft kiss on her lips, light as a butterfly kissing a flower. Then he released his hold on Chloe’s ankle and wrapped an arm around her lean, narrow torso. His hand cupping her surprisingly plump breast.
“Open your mouth, stick out your tongue,” he instructed.
She complied and Linhart instantly went for it. Diving in, his tongue wrestled with Nyx’s in a passionate exchange of breath and saliva. For Linhart, her inexperience was thrilling, and he found she had a surprising feminine side. She tasted like mint and tea.
Breaking away, she repeated what she had said earlier. “Leader. I will not burden you!”
“What are you saying, Nyx,” he demanded, thumbing her tiny dark nipple before pulling on it. She sucked in air, obviously very sensitive there. “What about your inhibitor? Is it not working?”
“Haaahhn… the machine, down there… haah… All Strikers disable them… It interferes with our blood magic.” Nyx was shaking in his embrace now. She had one leg up on the bed, and Linhart could see the patch of dark hair where her fingers were playing with her pussy.
She was unprotected…
“I’m no longer a Striker, but my moon-cycle still flows every month.”
He had never heard of Strikers disabling their inhibitors. Is that the reason why they avoided boys at all costs? A dozen other questions crossed his mind, but one dirty thought rose up above them all.
The idea of having sex with a girl who could get pregnant was kind of… exciting.
“Chloe, move over and make room on the bed for this girl,” he announced, pumping once more before pulling out. His dick was rock-hard and covered in the little blond’s goo.
“But I haven’t made you cum yet,” she complained. She moved over, expressing her displeasure by pushing her tiny foot up against his mouth. “Zoey had you for longer.”
“By the looks of it, you’ve cum enough for the two of us,” he said giving her foot a kiss before pushing it away dismissively.
He pushed Nyx down right next to her. She was twitching and muttering to herself, but when she went down on her elbows and knees, she automatically arched her back and shoved her slender ass in his direction. He could see that her pussy was dripping wet and feel the expectation in the air.
"Don't worry, Nyx. You won't regret this."
Just as he was ready to penetrate her, the heavy door flew open, admitting a cacophony of noise from the main room. In marched the four other members of their squad, bruised and limping but still in one piece.
Drussus was barely walking, being supported by Saya and Ayame, one under each of his meaty arms. They seemed in very good spirits. Even Blythe was smiling, until she saw the scene in front of her.
The whole room fell silent, as Linhart hurriedly covered himself up with a blanket and the girls retrieved their discarded clothing. Drussus nearly collapsed, as Saya unceremoniously dumped him onto a bed.
“Well, we won today’s Squad Challenge,” Ayame said flippantly as she studied him hungrily, “What have you been up to, Squad Leader?”
