Chapter 67: Two Vs One

The air in the opulent chamber was a suffocating haze of lust, thick with the primal reek of sweat, cum, and dripping nectar, the dim chandelier casting flickering shadows that danced across the velvet-draped walls like lovers caught in a forbidden tryst.

Aiden’s fingers trembled as he unzipped his pants, the fabric straining against the monstrous, throbbing beast within, no longer able to cage the savage desire that roared through his veins.

His golden eyes raked over Sabrina’s massive, glistening tits—barely contained by her trembling palms, her creamy skin shimmering with droplets of water that slid down her curves like liquid sin, each bead a taunt begging for his tongue to chase them into the valley of her cleavage.

’Fuck, those melons could topple kingdoms, make gods beg.’ he thought, his cock pulsing so hard it ached, precum already leaking, staining his trousers with his raw need.

Her body was a masterpiece of decadence—lush hips flaring wide, a narrow waist he wanted to bruise with his grip, and thighs so thick they screamed to be spread and fucked raw.

Sabrina’s crimson eyes burned with a molten mix of shame and ravenous lust, locked on his hands as they unbuttoned his pants with torturous slowness, each click of the zipper a promise of debauchery that made her breath hitch.

’is he....is he going to?’ she thought, her breath stopping for a second.

Her chest heaved, heavy and desperate, her nipples rock-hard under her palms, poking through her fingers like needy buds craving his teeth.

When he finally pulled out his cock—a veiny, wrist-thick tower of flesh, so long it nearly grazed her lips from a foot away, pulsing with veins that begged to be licked—her jaw dropped, a gasp escaping her.

"Holy fuck..." she whispered.

"how is that even... possible?" she rasped, voice dripping with awe and hunger, her pussy clenching so tight her juices soaked through her silk panties, dripping onto the polished floor, the scent of her arousal flooding the room like a drug, making her head spin.

Catherine, perched on the edge of the plush velvet sofa, her blue eyes glinting with envy and unbridled desire, stared at the same monstrous cock, her thoughts echoing Sabrina’s: ’It’s a fucking god compared to my husband... that beast would split me open, ruin me for anyone else.’

Her voluptuous body trembled, her heavy breasts straining against her low-cut gown, her thighs rubbing together as her cunt throbbed, already slick with need.

She watched Sabrina inch closer, her proud lips parting, drawn to Aiden’s cock like a addict to her fix, and Catherine’s heart screamed in protest.

’No...That’s mine, you bitch—I want that cock stretching my holes, not yours!’ But her voice caught, choked by the pulsing heat between her legs, her clit swelling with every second she watched Sabrina’s tongue flicker toward that massive rod.

Aiden’s golden eyes locked onto Catherine, piercing her soul, reading every filthy thought like an open scroll.

’oh, she’s staring too hard...’aiden thought, biting his lips, his dick getting even more harder.

He curled his finger, a slow, deliberate beckon dripping with sin.

"Get over here, Cathe, you needy slut," he purred, voice a low, filthy growl that vibrated straight to her core, making her pussy gush.

"Join in—worship this cock with your greedy mouth, or I’ll fuck Sabrina first, until she forgets her own name."

"W-what? You want me to... join in this... this filthy fucking debauchery?" Catherine muttered, her cunt flooding at the idea, her resolve crumbling like ash under the weight of her own depravity.

Her body moved before her mind could catch up, crawling across the couch, her gown riding up to expose her thick, creamy thighs, her ass swaying with every desperate inch.

"I will...I will join, I worked too hard to back off now...that’s

my

cock, you whore!" she bellowed, shoving closer to Sabrina, whose tongue was already licking the glistening head of Aiden’s shaft, savoring the salty precum with a hunger that made Catherine’s clit throb with jealousy.

Schelik! Schelik! Slurrrp!

Sabrina’s lips teased the tip, swirling her tongue around the slit, moaning softly, "Fuck, it tastes delicious... so thick, so dirty," her crimson eyes glazed with lust as she tried to take more, her mouth stretching obscenely.

Aiden’s grin was a predator’s triumph, his cock throbbing as he watched the two noblewomen—the viscountess Sabrina and the duchess Catherine—fall into his trap, their pride melting into puddles of dripping, cock-hungry need.

"Ladies, ladies you gotta learn to share this fucking beast," he snarled, sinking onto the sofa between them, his massive cock standing like a monument to their submission, glistening with precum that dripped onto his thighs, begging for their tongues to lap it up.

Their eyes—crimson and blue—clashed in a silent war of lust, their cunts so wet the air reeked of their juices, the sofa stained with slick pools that shimmered in the chandelier’s glow.

"I’m only doing this for ...today, Aiden, you bastard," Catherine lied, her voice shaking with raw want as she crouched, ass high, her lips diving for his cock like a starving slut.

Schelik! Schelik! Slurrrp!

Her mouth engulfed the head, tongue swirling frantically, lips stretching to take his girth, saliva drooling down his shaft in sloppy rivers that mixed with his precum, her throat already gagging as she pushed deeper.

"Mmmph... so fucking big... I need it..I want it...I want it all," she moaned around him, her blue eyes watering, her pussy dripping onto the sofa bed as she sucked like her life depended on it.

"Only today," Sabrina echoed, her tone a desperate plea, leaning in, her breath hot against his balls, her tongue flicking out to taste the musky skin

"You get us both just this once, you filthy fucker." Her crimson hair spilled over his thighs, her lips hovering, ready to worship, her cunt so wet it left a trail as she shifted closer.

Aiden only relaxed, letting his staff and balls in their han-...no, in their mouth. Feeling their warm tongue over his cock, every lick, pushing his waist to jerk in ecstacy.

But more than that, the view. The excellent view of two high Nobel women, sucking him deep, pleased him, pleased him deeply.

Sluurpp! Sluurk! Sluurpp!! Slllack!

’haaaa....I live for this shit. ’ he thought with absolute pleasure, watching the two goddesses like beauty, numbing his junk.

Sluurpp! Sluurpp! Sluurk! Sluurpp!! Slllack!

Sluurpp! Sluurpp! Sluurk! Sluurpp!! Slllac!!