NOVEL NEXT Chapter 684: Unknown heavenly paradise
For a moment, there was no response as both the women stood frozen. Sweat once again started pouring out of Damon's head, making him doubt his newfound confidence but before he could jump out and apologize for being a lustful dirty pervert, Kate gulped and nodded.
She turned around, grabbed her items and robes and pulled them down, first revealing her beautiful shoulders and back. Then her slender hips and her long legs appeared.
Kate only wore her underwear as she once again turned around to face Damon.
Lirae flushed at the sight, her cheeks turning rosy. She hesitated for a moment before she too started removing all her items one after the other. Her bra type of clothing barely contained her large firm breasts and her legs trembled as she walked forward.
Damon knew that both the women were very shy by nature and he did not do anything to force them or pressure them. He simply waited as they continued everything in their own pace even though his general was throbbing with a mad frenzy at the moment.
Damon felt like a man standing on the precipice of an unknown heavenly paradise. Was he going to get inside today or not? The suspense was killing him.
Soon both the women stepped near the edge of the pool, hesitant and clumsy.
Damon felt his throat go dry. He gently disentangled himself from Aurora, who watched with a lazy, intrigued smirk. He moved to the pool's edge, the water swirling around his waist, and extended his hands.
Kate met his eyes first. She looked nervous like a little deer who was ready to run away at any moment. He guided her into the water, his other hand steadying her waist as she slipped in beside him with a soft sigh.
He then turned to Lirae. His expression softened, his gaze gentle and encouraging. He held out his hand again, waiting. After a moment that stretched for an eternity, her small, trembling hand slipped into his.
He helped her step down, his arm wrapping securely around her to steady her as her legs met the water. She gasped softly, her body shivering. "Is the water cold?" Damon asked and then realized that this much cold was probably nothing for her. He pulled her closer and kissed her. "I love you."
Lirae's eyes widened as his lips met hers. The question about the cold was forgotten, replaced by the overwhelming warmth of his mouth and the possessive strength of his arms pulling her flush against him.
Her initial shock melted into a soft, pliant surrender. Her trembling hand, which had been clutching his so tightly, relaxed, her fingers uncurling to rest against his chest. She kissed him back with a shy, heartfelt earnestness.
When Damon pulled back, her forehead resting on his chest, he shifted his gaze to Kate who stood there uneasily and awkwardly. He pulled her closer to him and he kissed her with the same passion, his tongue delving into her mouth to stake its claim.
He felt her resistance melt away like ice in a flame. A soft, shuddering sigh escaped her lips, and her hands, which had been hanging awkwardly at her sides, came up to clutch his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.
Not wanting to be left out, Aurora drifted closer, pressing her naked body against his back, her chin resting on his shoulder. Kate moved to his front, her hands tracing patterns on his chest. And Lirae stood pressed against his side, her head bowed, her hand still clutching his, her soft skin brushing against his with every ragged breath she took.
Damon was surrounded, trapped in the most exquisite prison he could ever imagine. He closed his eyes for a second, the sheer reality of the moment washing over him. He was the center of their world, and it was a terrifying, glorious, and undeniably perfect place to be.
"I am so lucky to have you three in my life. You are mine. All of you. Never doubt it. I will cherish you, protect you and love you for the rest of my life with everything I have."
The three of them shuddered at his unexpected words and then melted into his arms. Damon could not hold back any longer. His friend was going crazy and his entire body was heating up with desire.
His right hand quickly undid Kate's bra and then cupped her glorious tits while his left hand ripped her panties and grabbed her plump ass towards him. Kate moaned as she wrapped her long legs around his waist.
The friction of her bare skin against his was maddening. Kate buried her face in the crook of his neck, her breathing ragged, as she arched her back, offering herself to him.
Kate cried out, a sharp, sweet sound that was immediately swallowed by Damon's lips as he kissed her deeply, moving with a rhythm that the water helped sustain.
Lirae was blushing from head to toe at the sight of two of them. Damon turned his head, capturing her lips while still joined with Kate. It was a chaotic, beautiful dance.
He was thrusting into Kate, who clung to him as her anchor in the storm, while his mouth devoured Lirae, tasting her sweetness, his free hand moving to caress Lirae's breast, teasing the peak until she gasped against his mouth.
Then when Kate came undone in his arms, her body going lax with the aftershocks of pleasure, he gently released her, letting her float breathlessly against the pool's edge. Without missing a beat, he took the blood elf and lifted her by the waist to cradle her against him. He began to move, slow and deep, cherishing the way she clenched around him.
His lips then searched for the third woman who was clinging to his back, kissing her while he thrusted into the blood elf repeatedly. He picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming harder, driving Lirae toward the same precipice Kate had just fallen over.
Damon felt like he was drowning in the best possible way. Everywhere he turned, there was soft skin, a desperate gasp, or a loving touch. He was a king in his own private heaven, possessed by three goddesses.
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