Chapter 198: Her Turn (18+)

But it was the sight of Aeris’s breasts, so full and beautifully peaked, that truly captivated her. They bounced gently with each of Zaeryn’s powerful thrusts, a mesmerizing offer Ravena could no longer resist. Her eyes dark with desire, she aligned herself perfectly, bringing her face inches from the tempting flesh. Without a word, without asking for permission she knew was already given in the heavy air between them, she took one taut nipple into her mouth.She savored it. The taste of her skin, the salt of her sweat, the soft gasp Aeris made as Ravena’s tongue swirled and suckled. It was different from Zaeryn’s touch and despite it not being as pleasurable as him doing it, it was still nice.

Aeris’s eyes snapped open, a jolt of surprise arcing through her pleasure-hazed mind. To feel Zaeryn’s deep, claiming possession from behind was one thing. To see Ravena’s dark head at her breast, to feel that wet, teasing suction, was an overload that short-circuited her senses. The dual assault was unbearable in its perfection.

Her body bowed, caught between them, a live wire of sensation. "Oh! Zaeryn... I can’t..." she gasped, the words barely coherent.

Ravena removed her mouth with a soft, wet pop and laughed, the sound breathy and intimate against Aeris’s damp skin. "We won’t. Not until you’re begging for mercy."

The challenge in her voice was all the catalyst Zaeryn needed. His pace quickened, abandoning all pretense of control. The slap of his hips against her ass grew sharper, more urgent, a relentless percussion to their shared rhythm. Aeris could only sob, her fingers twisting in the sheets. The pleasure was a cresting wave, too powerful to hold back. As much as a part of her wanted to prolong this exquisite torture, her body betrayed her, hurtling toward its end.

"I’m... I’m coming!" The cry was ripped from her, a raw, open-mouthed gasp as the orgasm detonated through her, a supernova that left her shuddering, her body going limp between the two of them.

Feeling her convulse around him, milking his length with her climax, was Zaeryn’s downfall. His breaths came in ragged, shallow bursts against her shoulder, every muscle in his back and abdomen coiling into a final, unbearable tension. "Fuck, I’m going to..." He trailed off into a wordless, shuddering groan, burying himself to the hilt as his own release tore through him.

Hot, pulse after thick pulse, he spilled deep inside her. Aeris, hypersensitive and wrung out, felt each jet of his release, the intimate marking, the sheer carnal claim of it. It tipped her over another, softer edge, a third, rolling wave of pleasure that left her gasping and clenching around him in weak, greedy pulls.

For a long moment, there was only the sound of their mingled, heavy panting, the air thick with the scent of sex and satisfaction. Zaeryn stilled, remaining sheathed within her, his body a heavy, warm weight.

But the night was indeed young, and the hunger in Ravena’s eyes had not dimmed; it had only grown sharper, more focused. She moved with a smirk playing on her lips, getting up on her knees beside their sated forms. Her gaze was fixed on where they were still joined, with Zaeryn’s cum spilling out from Aeris pussy, proof of the big load he just

She reached down, her fingers wrapping around the base of Zaeryn’s softening but still thick cock. With a slow, deliberate pull, she slid him out of Aeris’s well-used entrance. A pearlescent trickle of his thick release mixed with her juices followed the path of his withdrawal, evidence of their union. Ravena watched it for a heartbeat, a possessive gleam in her eye.

Aeris lay sprawled across the tangled sheets, thighs trembling and parted wide, her skin glowing rose-gold in the dim light. Zaeryn was still buried deep inside her, his now soft, but thick cock lodged to the hilt, keeping most of his release sealed within her body for now. Only the excess escaped, slow, creamy rivulets that slipped out around his shaft where they were joined, sliding in warm, glistening trails down the curve of her ass and soaking into the sheets beneath.

Every tiny shift of his hips pushed another lazy pulse free, and each time it did Aeris gave a shattered little gasp, her walls fluttering helplessly around him. She was utterly spent, beautifully wrecked, impaled and overflowing with him. The sight was raw, intimate, undeniable: Zaeryn’s claim written in the slick shine coating her thighs and the way her swollen, rosy entrance clung to him even now, reluctant to let go.

Ravena’s breath caught in her throat. The air was thick with the scent of them, sweat, sex, and that darker, musky note of utter satisfaction, and it made her own pussy ache and drip in jealous sympathy.


She wanted that. Wanted to be the one trembling, wanted Zaeryn’s cock buried so deep she’d feel it for days, wanted to feel that same hot pulse of cum spilling out of her long after he’d spent himself inside her. The thought alone had her pressing her thighs together, chasing friction, her pulse thundering in her ears as her body begged for the same exquisite destruction.

"Look at that," she breathed, her voice husky. Her fingers, cool against their heated skin, wrapped around the base of Zaeryn’s softening cock. With a slow, silken pull, she slid him out. Her eyes followed the evidence of their union with a dark, fascinated intensity. She brought her fingers to her mouth, tasting his cum with a soft, appreciative hum. "So potent. It’s a miracle you haven’t put a baby in Sage already. If this is the way you fill her up, I can see her getting pregnant,"

Zaeryn didn’t say anything. However he knew that the risk was real, since he didn’t have the M- Degradation. Someone could get pregnant, and he honestly didn’t plan on that yet.

"Yeah, that’s a real risk, I think I’ll start shooting on the titties from now on." He joked.

Ravena’s pout was pure theatre, even as fresh heat flared between her thighs. "Not fair," she complained, leaning forward until her lips brushed the shell of his ear. "Nothing feels like being filled to the brim and left dripping. A creampie’s the only proper way to put out the kind of fire you start."

Aeris’s voice was soft, drowsy, the words drifting out like smoke from a dying fire. "

"Don’t worry about me," she murmured, eyes still closed, lashes fanned dark against flushed cheeks. "Marcie warned me about this yesterday. She made me take something." She gave a lazy, satisfied smile. "I’m safe. Fill me as often as you want."

Zaeryn exhaled a low, relieved laugh against the damp nape of her neck, pressing an open-mouthed kiss there. "Good to know. Because stopping once I’m inside you is apparently not a skill I possess."

Ravena didn’t let the tender moment linger too long. She crawled across the bed, moving with the easy grace of a predator that had waited long enough for its meal.

She got on top, her knees bracketing Zaeryn’s hips, her eyes dark and dilated as she looked down at him, "It’s my turn now, right?"

"Yes."