Chapter 154 - Mira’s Mind Humping

Mira’s scream shattered the moment of peace. The sound was so raw, so obscene, that Kaida’s entire body jerked against the chain restraint still held by Mira’s trembling hand.Kaida’s eyes shot back to the bed, her breath catching in her throat.

Viktor was gasping, his muscular frame tensing as Helena’s delicate hands wrapped tighter around his chest. Her fingers splayed across his belly, lifting the soft layer of fat there as she pressed herself flush against his back.

But it wasn’t Viktor who had thrust.

It was Helena.

Her hips matched his rhythm possessively, pushing forward with surprising strength. The motion forced Viktor’s entire length—every thick, veined inch that had been partially withdrawn—to plunge back inside Mira.

The soft belly fat that had been stopping him from going deeper gave way under Helena’s guidance, and his cockhead speared forward, kissing Mira’s cervix with brutal precision.

"Young... aanh... Master," Helena panted, her voice breathy and strained as she continued to move. "Y-you must be tired. Let me give you a hand."

Kaida’s jaw dropped.

Helena thrust her hips again. Viktor responded in kind, his body moving on instinct now. The combination of their movements created a devastating rhythm that sent shockwaves through Mira’s entire frame.

PHACK! PHAAAH!!

"IAAANGHHH~~ DAR— OUNGHH!!" Mira wailed, her voice breaking as pain and pleasure collided inside her.

Her back arched impossibly high, her massive breasts swaying violently beneath her as her body was driven up the bed with each thrust.

The sounds grew louder, faster, more brutal. Helena’s hands gripped Viktor’s sides, her nails digging into his skin as she helped him piston in and out of Mira with mechanical efficiency.

Her own hips never stopped moving, matching every single one of his thrusts with her own forceful push that made sure he went as deep as physically possible.

Kaida stared, her mind struggling to process what she was seeing.

PAH-PAH-PAAH-PAAAAHH!!

"HIEEEK~♡!! AAANGH~♡!! D-DARLING—I CAN’T—AAAUUNGHH~~♡!!" Mira’s body was jumping up each time his cockhead pierced her womb, hitting her cervix in pain.

Helena’s face was visible over Viktor’s shoulder, her expression twisted into something Kaida had never seen before.

Her brown eyes were half-lidded, her mouth open as soft moans escaped with each movement.

But more than that—there was satisfaction there. Possessive, dark satisfaction as she watched Mira’s body get destroyed by her husband’s cock.

’T-They are ganging up on... Sister...!?’

Kaida’s eyes widened as she watched Viktor suddenly pull back, his thick shaft sliding out with a wet, obscene sound.

Mira fell forward immediately, her wrists giving out completely as she collapsed onto the mattress. Her face pressed into the sheets, saliva pooling beneath her open mouth as she gasped desperately for air.

"Haah... haah... hnnn..." Mira’s entire body was trembling, her skin glistening with sweat under the candlelight.

But Viktor wasn’t done.

His hands gripped Mira’s thick thighs, lifting them up onto his shoulders as he repositioned her. The movement was rough, efficient, completely uncaring of her exhausted state.

He turned her body sideways, her massive breasts now pressed against the bed, one cheek squished into the sheets while her mouth hung open, drool dripping freely.

"What are you doing?!" Kaida shouted, her voice cracking with panic.

Viktor glanced at her, his crimson eyes glinting with amusement. "Of course," he said, his voice calm despite his heavy breathing. "Lovemaking."

And then he thrust up.

PHAAACKK!

"HNNNAAAAAGHH~~♡!!" Mira’s scream was muffled against the sheets, her body jerking violently as his cock impaled her from the new angle.

Kaida watched in horror as Viktor’s tail—which had been coiled tightly around Mira’s left breast—slowly unwound itself. The thick appendage left her flesh reluctantly, making her massive boob jiggle and bounce as it was released.

But the tail didn’t retreat.

Instead, it moved with purpose, sliding beneath Mira’s body as Viktor continued to pound into her.

The muscular appendage wrapped around both of her wrists, pulling them behind her back and binding them together like rope.

"Aaangh~! Hngh~! Uungh~!" Mira’s moans grew louder as her arms were restrained, her breasts now completely unsupported as they swung wildly with each brutal thrust.

Viktor’s hands moved to her hips, gripping the soft flesh there as he used the leverage to drive himself deeper. His hips blurred with speed, each thrust making Mira’s entire body shake.

PAH-PAH-PAAH-PAAAAHH!!

"HNAAAGH~~♡!! DARLING—DARLING—AAAUNGHH~~♡!!"

Kaida’s breath hitched as her eyes darted down—and then widened impossibly further.

Helena had sat down a bit.

The brown haired woman whow was positioned behind Viktor had sat on Mira’s other leg, not The leg that was draped over Viktor’s shoulder— but the one on whixh his balls rubbed, the one laying still beneath both fo these people—had become Helena’s humping ground.

"Haah... aaah... mmmnh..." Helena gasped softly as she pressed her dripping pussy against Mira’s smooth thigh, rubbing herself up and down with desperate need.

Her hands gripped Viktor’s hip for support as she ground her hips in rhythm with Viktor’s thrusts.

Every time he slammed into Mira, Helena pushed herself harder against that thigh, her juices mixing with the sweat already coating Mira’s skin.

"Nnnhh... Young Master... aah..." Helena moaned breathlessly, her eyes half-closed as she chased her own pleasure.

Kaida felt her stomach twist into knots. "You’re hurting her!" she yelled, her voice shaking. "Stop now!"

Viktor gave one particularly deep thrust that made Mira’s entire body go rigid. Her scream was so loud it echoed off the stone walls.

"HIEEEK~~~♡♡!!"

Then he stopped.

His muscular arms wrapped around Mira’s thighs, holding them tight against his shoulders. Slowly, almost lazily, his hands slid down until they rested on her massive breasts, groping the soft flesh roughly.

"Should I stop, Mira?" Viktor asked, his voice low and teasing.

Kaida immediately looked toward her sister, expecting—praying—for Mira to tell him yes. To end this madness.

But Mira’s teary green eyes found Kaida’s instead. Her face was flushed crimson, tears streaming down her cheeks, saliva dripping from her open mouth.

And yet, despite all of that—despite looking completely wrecked—her lips trembled as she whispered, "Will you not help me, Kaida?"

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"Did you hear her?" Viktor said with mock concern, though his hands never stopped groping Mira’s breasts.

Kaida opened her mouth to respond—but then Viktor suddenly winced. His crimson eyes glanced down sharply, his jaw tightening.

Kaida followed his gaze and saw it.

Mira had freed one hand from Viktor’s tail restraint. Her delicate fingers had reached between their bodies and gripped a fistful of Viktor’s pubic hair, pulling it hard like she was yanking on some kind of lever.

Viktor’s mouth twitched. "Mira—"

"Sister, what are you doing?!" Kaida gasped, staring at the absurd sight.

But Mira ignored her. Her teary eyes locked onto Viktor’s face as she tugged his pubic hair again—harder this time. "Aren’t you a bad husband?" she panted, her voice hoarse but firm. "Why are you trying to ruin things when your wife is helping?"

Viktor blinked.

’Ohhhh... I see...’ Then understanding seemed to dawn on him.

He chuckled—actually chuckled—before leaning down to press a kiss against Mira’s trembling calf. "You’re the best wife," he murmured against her skin.

And then he gave her one long, brutal thrust that made her eyes roll back.

PHAAAAAACKKK!!

"AAAAAUNGHHH~~~♡♡!!"

And then he started pounding again.

PAH-PAH-PAAH-PAAAAHH!!

"HNGH~~♡!! AAANGH~~♡!! UUNGH~~♡!! D-DARLING—DARLING—AAAUUNGHH~~~♡♡!!" Mira’s screams filled the room once more, her body jerking like a ragdoll as Viktor’s cock hammered into her without mercy.

Kaida, completely oblivious to the silent exchange between husband and wife, shouted desperately, "Hey! Stop, you fucker!"