Suzy, Nancy, and Freya chuckled in unison, their laughter filling the room with a mix of amusement and lust. I cleared my throat, my voice firm but calm. "Can you guys excuse us... for a moment?"
Freya smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she glanced at the soaked sofa, the cum still dripping down Emilyâs thighs. "Sure," she purred, her voice dripping with fake innocence, "but you both have to clean up my sofa." She crossed her arms, her pregnant belly pushing against the fabric of her dress. "I am not sitting on that again."
The door clicked shut behind them, but not before I noticedâSuzy and Nancy exchanged that knowing look, their giggles echoing down the hallway. But something else caught my eye. The way they walkedâstiff, unnatural, their thighs clenching together like they were in pain. A slow, sinful smirk spread across my face.
Ah. Right.
I had turned off
The Healer
.
Last nightâs beating had left its markâtheir pussies were still swollen, sore, aching from the relentless fucking Iâd given them. The thought of it made my cock twitchâthe way theyâd screamed, the way their walls had clenched around me, milking me dry before collapsing in exhausted, pleasured heaps.
The door closed, leaving Emily and me truly aloneâwell, as alone as we could be with the evidence of our filthy encounter still glistening between her thighs, the soaked sofa beneath us, the scent of sex heavy in the air.
Emily shifted against me, her breath still ragged, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She hadnât noticed their struggleâtoo wrapped up in her own shame, her own pleasure, her own fear of being caught.
But I had.
And fuck, did it turn me on.
The moment they were gone, Emilyâs embarrassment boiled over. Her fists balled, she beat against my chest, her face burning crimson. "OMG!!!" she hissed, her voice thick with mortification, "I am so embarrassed to be caught like this!" Her fingers clawed at the blanket, pulling it tighter around us, as if it could erase what had just happened.
"How am I gonna face her now?" she whimpered, her voice cracking with shame, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
I chuckled darkly, my hands gripping her wrists gently but firmly, pulling her closer against me. "Oh, come on, Emily~" I purred, my voice low and soothing, "Itâs not like they didnât know what we were doing."
My thumb brushed over her flushed cheek, teasing her. "And besidesâ..." I grinned, my lips brushing her ear, "You loved every second of it."
Emily let out a frustrated groan, her body sagging against me, but she didnât pull away. "Thatâs not the point!" she muttered, her voice muffled against my chest.
"They saw us! They saw everythingâ!" Her fingers twisted in the blanket, her mind racing with the humiliation of it all.
I smirked, my hands sliding down to grip her ass, pulling her onto my lap. "And?" I taunted, my voice thick with amusement, "Whatâs the worst that could happen?"
My cock twitched beneath her, still half-hard, still aching for more. "They envy you~" I growled, my lips trailing down her neck, "Because you got what they all wantâ..." My teeth grazed her skin, making her shiver. "Meâ... fucking you senselessâ..."
Emilyâs fingers clenched the blanket tighter, her cheeks still flaming as she glared up at me. "What are you talking about?" she huffed, her voice thick with frustration, "Suzy and Nancy are lesbians, and my sister is pregnantâ..." She shook her head, her exasperation clear, "They wonât be thinking about it!"
I chuckled, my hands sliding up to grip her chin, tilting her face to meet my gaze. "Suzy and Nancy may not~..." I purred, my voice low and knowing, "But your sisterâ..." My thumb brushed over her lips, teasing her.
"Oh, she definitely is." My eyes gleamed with mischief, my smirk deepening as I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear.
"Havenât you seen the way she stares at my cock~?" My fingers trailed down her body, sliding between her thighs, brushing against her still-sensitive pussy. "The way her eyes follow itâ... like sheâs starvingâ...?"
Emily frowned, her brow furrowing as she tried to deny it. "Donât talk nonsense about my sister!" she snapped, her voice sharp, "She isnât like that!"
I cut her off with a dark chuckle, my fingers tightening on her chin, forcing her to listen. "Why?" I taunted, my voice dropping to a sinful whisper, "Havenât you heard?" My lips curved into a smirk, my gaze locking onto hers, unwavering.
"Pregnant womenâ..." I growled, my thumb circling her clit, making her gasp, "Have a strongâ..." My fingers pressed harder, drawing a whimper from her lips, "Uncontrollable sex drive~..."
My voice dropped even lower, rough with lust. "They canât wait to take a cockâ..." My cock twitched beneath her, throbbing with the thought of Freya begging for it.
"They crave itâ..." I purred, my lips brushing her neck, "Need itâ..." My teeth grazed her skin, making her shiver. "And your sisterâ..." I whispered, my voice thick with dark amusement, "Is no exceptionâ..."
I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear, my breath hot against her skin. "Iâm sure your sister will definitely try to seduce me~..." I purred, my voice thick with confidence, "Into fucking her~..."
Emily scoffed, her defiance flaring as she shoved against my chest. "Thatâs impossibleâ..." she huffed, her voice firm, but her eyes betrayed her nervousness.
I grinned, my fingers tracing slow, teasing circles over her thighs, my cock throbbing beneath her. "Are you sure?" I taunted, my voice low and challenging, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "Why donât we make a bet?"
Emily bit her lip, her uncertainty clear in the way her fingers twisted in the blanket. "What bet?" she asked, her voice hesitant, but her curiosity winning over her doubt.
I raised an eyebrow, my smirk deepening as I tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet my gaze. "What? Are you scared?" I taunted, my voice dropping to a whisper, "You havenât even heard the bet yet~..."
Emily stammered, her cheeks flushing as she tried to recover her composure. "I-Iâm notâ..." she insisted, her voice wavering, "Not scaredâ..." She crossed her arms, her gaze flickering away briefly before snapping back to me. "F-Fine. Tell me. What is your bet?"
I chuckled darkly, my fingers sliding up to cup her face, my thumb brushing over her lips with a slow, teasing motion. "My bet is~..." I purred, my voice low and sinful, "If your sister does come to find me to seduce me into fucking her~..." My lips curved into a smirk, my eyes locking onto hers, "I want you to do exactly what I tell you to do~..."
Emily bit her lip, her uncertainty mixing with a spark of defiance. "If she didnât come to seduce you, then~...?" she asked, her voice hesitant but challenging.