Chapter 476: Shayla breaks Vigg - r18

Chapter 476: Shayla breaks Vigg – r18

As if he didn’t matter at all.

And Julian?

He exhaled deeply, satisfaction dripping from every movement as he finally stepped back from the kneeling pair.

They looked up at him, breathless, their bodies trembling with heat and need. He ran a hand through his hair, his cock still glistening with their adoration.

Without a word, he climbed onto the bed—slow, deliberate, as if he owned the world. He lay back, muscles flexing as he settled himself comfortably in the bed.

With one hand resting behind his head, he gestured with another.

“Come here, Lady Shayla.” His voice was calm yet commanding.

Shayla rose to her feet slowly, every movement soaked in sensual allure. Her thighs gleamed with her desire, her breath quickening with the thoughts of what was about to come.

She didn’t look at the Marquis. She didn’t have to. His gaze was burning into her back, full of awe, admiration… and hunger.

Climbing onto the bed, she crawled up between Julian’s legs like a proper offering.

“You have waited long enough,” he murmured, reaching out to caress her cheek. “Now show me what that noble pussy was made for.”

Her eyes widened in embarrassment—but she nodded.

And then she straddled him.

Aryl gasped from the floor, fascination flickering in her eyes as she watched her mother’s soaked pussy hover above Julian’s cock.

Shayla gripped him at the base and guided him with trembling fingers. She let out a moan the moment his tip touched her entrance—hot, swollen, soaked beyond shame.

And then, slowly, achingly… she sank down onto him.

“Ahh—f-fuck…” she whimpered, head tipping back, eyes fluttering.

Julian groaned beneath her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

“You… feel that?” he growled. “That’s… what you were made for.”

“Ahhhh!” Shayla cried out again, her pussy swallowing him inch by inch. Her thighs shook, her nails digging into his chest, her breath already ragged.

“Fuuuck… gods, you’re so deep…” She gasped, her pussy clenching around him as she took him all the way in.

Julian grinned at her, his hands tight on her ass as he helped her bounce. The sound of her wetness meeting his cock filled the room, echoing with every thrust.

“You ride like a woman who missed this, Lady Shayla,” he growled, thrusting up into her. “Marquis hasn’t been fucking you properly, has he?”

“Mhhh….yes…” Shayla let out a high, broken moan, her eyes fluttering shut. “N-no… he never… not like this…”

The Marquis raised his brow from his seat but couldn’t help a smirk curling up his lips.

From the floor, Aryl watched with wide eyes, mouth open, chest rising and falling rapidly. Her hand had long slipped between her legs now, unconsciously rubbing her pussy as her mother rode the man who had just used both their mouths.

Julian caught her hand in a glance.

“Don’t you dare cum, Aryl,” he warned darkly. “You’ll wait your turn. Watch your mother.”

“Hngh ~ y-you’re being too mean…” Aryl moaned in protest but quickly obeyed.

She pulled her hand back, and her wetness dripped onto the floor as she kept her eyes locked on Shayla’s moving body—bouncing, slamming down onto Julian’s cock.

Meanwhile, Vigg sat—utterly destroyed.

His face was drained of all color. His mouth slightly open. His eyes locked not on Julian but on his mother.

On the way, her face twisted in pleasure.

On the way, her breasts bounced wildly.

On the way she begged for it.

“Ahhh—y-you’re… You’re stretching me so good… Gods, Your Grace… deeper, please—fuck me deeper!”

Vigg’s own face twisted as well—pain, fury, arousal. He shifted uncomfortably, his cock clearly hard beneath his trousers.

Julian caught his eye and grinned.

“You see her, Vigg?” He purred, slapping Shayla’s ass so hard that it rippled. “That’s your mother… impaled on my cock. Moaning like a whore. Look how fucking wet she is for me.”

Shayla cried out again, her voice raw.

“Ahhh—don’t stop—don’t fucking stop—more!”

Aryl was trembling now, breathing shallow, completely helpless as her mother lost herself on Julian’s cock.

Reaching up, Julian grabbed a fistful of Shayla’s hair and pulled her close.

“Tell your son how it feels.”

“Mmh….” Shayla gasped, her whole body locking up. Then her eyes opened—half-lidded—and she looked straight at Vigg.

“I-it feels better than anything I’ve ever had… Ah—he fills me, Vigg… deeper than you ever did…”

Julian thrust up into her hard, and she screamed.

“I’m his now… You hear me? Your mother’s a cock-drunk whore!”

Vigg looked like he’d been stabbed in the chest. He closed his eyes for a moment, hoping it was all just a dream.

When he opened them again, he silently begged for everything to be alright—for the nightmare to end, just this once. But all he could see was his mother fucking Julian like her life depended on it.

Shayla’s eyes remained locked on his as she rolled her hips slowly, moaning at the sensation.

“Vigg…” she murmured, her voice soft but cruel.

“You used to be my little boy,” she breathed, riding Julian deeper, letting her tits bounce shamelessly. “Always so protective… Ahhh—so close to me… You even said once… you’d never let any man take me.”

Julian continued his powerful thrusts, and she gasped with each one—but didn’t stop talking.

“Well… mmhh… look at me now, dear,” Shayla moaned. “Look at your mother—riding this cock like a common whore.”

Vigg’s jaw clenched, his whole body trembling.

Shayla didn’t stop.

“Do you hear how wet I am?” she gasped. “It’s not for you… nnhh… It’s for him. The man you couldn’t stop. The man who made both of us his.”

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Julian’s hand came down on her ass with a hard slap. She cried, then looked back to Vigg, panting.

“I’d let him breed me,” she whispered, smiling cruelly. “Right in front of you. Let him come deep inside me. And you’d watch, wouldn’t you?”

Vigg’s eyes watered, tears falling freely now.

“Mother…” he choked. “Please stop…”

But she didn’t.

She leaned forward slightly, moaning as Julian shifted beneath her, filling her at a new, brutal angle.

“You used to cry in my lap,” Shayla breathed. “Now you sit there hard while I fuck another man…”

Her voice dropped to a hiss.

“You’ll never have me again, Vigg.”

That broke him.

His cock throbbed under his pants, but that made his pain rise tenfold.