Chapter 163 - : 163 : Playing With Luna’s Asshole!

Chapter 163: Chapter : 163 : Playing With Luna’s Asshole!

Aiden’s fingers, long and warm, brushed against the soft fur of Luna’s wolf ear, tracing the delicate curve.

A low rumble, a purr more than a sigh, escaped her lips, her black tail, usually a lively pendulum, now lay curled around his leg.

He knew, intimately, the rhythm of her sleep, and this was not it.

Her eyelids, thick with raven black lashes, fluttered, but remained closed, a faint, teasing smile playing on her full lips.

"Little wolf, you’re not asleep, are you?" Aiden’s voice, a low murmur, resonated with warmth, his breath stirring the fine hairs at her temple.

He leaned closer, the scent of her, sweet and musky, filling his senses.

Luna’s eyes, the color of a summer sky, snapped open, sparkling with mischief.

A wide, joyful grin stretched across her face, revealing the sharp points of her fangs.

Her slender arms, surprisingly strong, shot out, wrapping around his bicep, pulling him down.

Her lips, full and tender, found his, a hungry, immediate kiss that tasted of morning and anticipation.

"Master! You know me too well." Her voice, a husky whisper, vibrated against his mouth.

"I was waiting for you. For... this." Her blue eyes, wide and innocent, held a depth of desire that belied her playful tone.

She pulled back slightly, her gaze devouring his face, her fingers tracing the sharp line of his jaw.

Aiden chuckled, a deep, resonant sound that made her shiver. "Oh, were you now? And here I thought my little wolf was dreaming of chasing rabbits."

He teased, his thumb stroking the smooth skin beneath her ear, eliciting another soft purr.

"Never rabbits, Master. Only you. Always you." Luna’s voice was earnest, her tail giving a happy, rhythmic thud against the mattress.

She tightened her grip, her body molding against his.

"Good." Aiden’s gaze swept across the expansive bed, taking in the forms of his other wives and companions, scattered like fallen petals amongst the silken sheets.

Thristle, her violet hair a vibrant splash against the white, shifted, a sleepy groan escaping her. Nyxion, a dark, elegant silhouette, stirred, her golden eyes briefly flickering open.

"No one wakes up yet," Aiden declared, his voice firm, though still a whisper.

His blue eyes, usually soft, held a glint of steel. "If you do, I won’t have sex with you. Not one of you. Understand?"

Thristle, ever the pervert, let out a frustrated huff, her long canines peeking from her mouth. "But My King... that’s not fair!"

Nyxion, next to her, merely nodded, a silent agreement passing between them.

Végia, her maroon hair a messy halo, shifted under her covers, a faint blush rising on her pale cheeks.

Selvara, a imposing figure even in sleep, her obsidian horns gleaming faintly, turned her back, a clear sign of her tsundere defiance.

Both feigned sleep with an almost comical intensity.

The others, a soft symphony of giggles and sighs, burrowed deeper into the pillows, their faces hidden.

Xylendra and Valeforia, intertwined in a tangle of silver and red hair, continued their silent, intimate dance, their soft moans barely audible.

Aiden smiled, a private, knowing smile. He turned his full attention back to Luna, his gaze softening. "Good girls."

He leaned in, capturing her lips once more, a slow, deep kiss that promised everything.

Luna’s fingers threaded into his white hair, pulling him closer, her body arching into his.

His tongue, warm and insistent, met hers, a dance of exploration and hunger.

He deepened the kiss, sucking gently on her lower lip, then tracing the outline of her fangs with the tip of his tongue.

A soft moan, a delicate sound of pure pleasure, escaped her throat.

His lips trailed a fiery path down her jaw, along the slender column of her neck, leaving a damp, tingling sensation in their wake.

Luna shivered, her breath catching. His fingers, deft and unhurried, found the thin silk nightgown she wore, its fabric barely clinging to her curves.

With a slow, deliberate motion, he pulled the delicate material up, exposing her full, round breasts.

"Master..." Luna’s voice was a breathless whisper, her eyes half-closed, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Her nipples, already hard and erect, peaked like tiny berries against the pale skin of her ample breasts.

Aiden’s hand, large and warm, cupped one of her breasts, his thumb circling the taut peak.

A gasp tore from Luna’s lips as he squeezed gently, the soft flesh yielding beneath his touch.

He leaned down, his mouth closing over her nipple, sucking strongly, a wet, hungry sound escaping him, his lips against her skin, drawing her deeper into his mouth.

Luna arched her back, her fingers digging into his shoulders, a guttural moan escaping her.

"Ah... Master... yes... oh, please..." Her words were fragmented, lost in a haze of sensation.

He suckled harder, his tongue flicking and swirling around the sensitive peak, sending shivers through her entire body.

He alternated, moving to the other breast, teasing and tormenting, his teeth gently raking over the sensitive skin around her nipple before drawing it deep into his mouth.

He pinched the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting it gently, eliciting another sharp cry from her.

"Master, you’re... ah! Don’t stop... never stop..." Luna pleaded, her hips beginning a slow, restless grind against the mattress, an unconscious plea for more.

Her tail, previously still, now swished back and forth with increasing urgency.

He continued his assault on her breasts, suckling, teasing, pinching, until her skin was flushed and sensitive.

Then, slowly, he began his descent, his lips trailing a path of fire down her abdomen.

He kissed the soft curve of her stomach, then dipped his tongue into her navel, a surprisingly intense sensation that made Luna gasp.

"Oh! Master... that feels... strange... but good... so good..." Her voice was barely a whisper, her body trembling under his ministrations.

His lips continued their journey, lower and lower, until his breath fanned across the soft, damp curls between her legs.

Luna’s eyes flew open, wide with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.

His tongue, warm and wet, brushed against her clitoris, a lightning bolt of pleasure shooting through her.

"M-Master!" She cried out, her hips jerking upwards, her legs parting wider instinctively.

He didn’t hesitate, his mouth closing over her, his tongue delving deep into her slick, wet folds.

He tasted her, a sweet, musky flavor that drove him wild.

His tongue swirled, flicked, and sucked, a rhythmic, insistent pressure against her clitoris.

The sounds of his mouth working against her wet flesh filled the air.

Luna’s moans grew louder, more desperate. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, pressing his face harder against her pulsing vulva.

"Oh, Master! Yes! Like that! Please! Don’t stop! I’m... oh, I’m going to..." Her voice broke, her body convulsing with rising pleasure.

As his tongue worked its magic, his fingers found their way between her legs, one, then two, slipping easily into her already engorged vagina.

He began to finger her, slowly at first, then with increasing speed and pressure, his fingers plunging in and out, brushing against her cervix.

"Ah! Master! Oh, God! So deep! So good!" Luna’s hips bucked, her back arching off the bed.

Her body was a symphony of shivers and tremors, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

The combined sensation of his mouth and fingers was overwhelming, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

He continued to suck and finger, mercilessly, until her body shook violently, a guttural cry tearing from her lips as she convulsed around his fingers, her pussy clenching and milking his fingers with thick, hot juices.

"Master! Oh, Master! I... I came! Ahhh!" She cried out, her body falling back onto the mattress, spent and breathless, a trail of glistening fluid running down her inner thigh.

Her tail thrashed wildly, a silent testament to her overwhelming pleasure.

Aiden pulled his mouth away, his face smeared with her juices, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He rose slightly, enough to flip her onto her front, her beautiful, round ass now presented to him.

Her black wolf tail, fluffy and soft, curled to the side, revealing the tight, puckered rosebud of her asshole.

Luna, still reeling from her climax, gasped as she felt his warm breath on her exposed ass.

"Master? What are you...?" Her voice was laced with a mix of curiosity and surprise, though no hint of displeasure.

She had never experienced this particular intimacy before.

Aiden didn’t answer with words. His tongue, warm and wet, flicked out, tracing the sensitive rim of her anus.

Luna cried out, a sharp, startled sound, her body tensing.

He pushed his tongue deeper, probing, entering the tight, dark orifice.

"Ah! Master! What... what are you doing?!" Luna exclaimed, her voice high-pitched, though her hips instinctively began to twitch, a new, unfamiliar sensation blooming within her.

She felt his tongue swirling, a strange, exhilarating pressure.

He began to finger her anus, slowly at first, then with increasing intensity.

One finger, then two, then three, delving deep inside her, stretching her tight opening.

The sound of his fingers entering and exiting, accompanied by Luna’s furious moans. "Oh, Master! Harder! Don’t stop! Please! Oh, my ass! It feels... so good! I didn’t know... ahhh!"

Her voice was raw, her face buried in the pillow, her tail thrashing wildly as his fingers worked her mercilessly.

He pushed and pulled, stretching her, his fingers a relentless assault on her virgin orifice.

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END OF Chapter : 163 : PLAYING WITH LUNA’S ASSHOLE!

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