Chapter 712: A good pounding from Behind *

Elion pulled on her panties even tighter, stretching the delicate lace tightly against her skin before bringing his other hand down in a sharp, crackling slap onto her ass. Mira whimpered like a scolded dog, her hips jolting forward at the impact.

"You think you’re in any position to be making demands right now?"

Without waiting for an answer, he tugged her panties roughly to the side, fully exposing her wet, glistening folds.

He pressed a single finger into her pussy, feeling her warm, wrinkled inner walls cling to him as if asking him to push deeper.

When he pulled his finger back, it was soaked. He brought it to his lips, licked the glistening wetness clean, and savoured the musky taste of her fluids on his tongue.

’Delectable...’

"Impatient, are we? Well, let me not keep you waiting any longer..."

Elion beckoned himself forward until his shaft was poking into the soft, warm cleft of her ass.

He kept her panties pulled to the side with one hand, using that same grip to hold her backside steady, while his other hand guided his veiny cock toward her entrance.

"You ready for me to fuck your brains out?"

Mira nodded eagerly, biting down on her lower lip in anticipation. Beside them, Tessa could only pout and watch impatiently. She didn’t want to go first, but it still annoyed her that he hadn’t picked her.

Elion nudged his cock forward toward the promised land. His swollen tip kissed her slick entrance from behind, then he pushed forward in one smooth, deep thrust.

Pah!

His thighs met her ass with a fleshy smack, the impact sending a beautiful ripple across the expanse of her cheeks.

Mira let out the most unhinged, breathy whimper he had ever heard from her, a sound caught between shock, relief, and beautifully sinful pleasure.

"You like that?" he grunted, spreading her left ass cheek to the side with his thumb until he could see her tight little asshole wink at him in the dim light.

"Ah... yes!" Mira whimpered, her voice trembling. "So... so big!"

Feeling a bit adventurous, Elion smirked and pressed a spit-slicked finger against her other hole. Mira’s eyes flew open wide in ecstasy as she felt the foreign object breach that forbidden, dirty place.

He hooked his finger inside, and immediately felt her pussy quiver and clamp down even tighter around his cock.

Mira could still remember the time Elion had fucked her ass. It had been a thrilling, humbling, almost overwhelming experience, especially given the frantic circumstances of that day, but one truth remained: she absolutely loved it.

Now, with his cock buried deep in her cunt and a finger teasing that other tight ring of muscle, the memory surged back.

Her whole body shuddered in delight, a fresh trickle of her fluids soaking his length as she clenched around him.

"F-fuck," she gasped, her forehead pressing into the mattress. "Elion... more..."

Elion began to move slowly, the rhythm making her toes curl against the floor.

Each withdrawal was torturously slow, dragging his thick shaft along her sensitive inner walls until only the tip remained nestled inside.

Then he’d surge forward again, hips snapping, filling her completely with a force that stole her breath.

Thwap... thwap... thwap...

The sound of skin meeting skin filled the quiet room, punctuated by Mira’s ragged moans and the slick, wet noise of their joining.

Elion kept his finger hooked inside her ass, applying gentle pressure that made her feel impossibly full, stretched open and owned in a way that sent sparks shooting up her spine.

Tessa watched, her eyes transfixed on the sight. The sight was arousing for her as well, sending a hot, throbbing ache between her thighs.

She bit her knuckle, her breathing shallow as she took in the sight: The powerful flex of Elion’s back, the way Mira’s body nudged forward with every thrust.

A thin strand of saliva escaped her parted lips as she imagined what it would feel like when it was finally her turn.

"Your pussy knows my shape well now. I can feel it massaging every inch of me," Elion growled in a rough voice.

He leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back, and brought his mouth to her ear. "Your greedy little cunt is sucking me in deeper. You want me to fill you up, don’t you?"

"Y-yes," Mira sobbed. "Please... I want it... I want all of it!"

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, piston-like in their intensity. The bedframe creaked in protest.

Mira’s cries grew louder, less controlled, rising toward a fever pitch. Elion’s finger twirdled around in time with his hips, a filthy counter-rhythm that pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

He could feel her inner muscles beginning to flutter, tightening erratically around him. Her whole body was trembling, on the verge of shattering.

"Come for me," he commanded, his breath hot against her neck. "Come on my cock, Mira. Now."

A broken, strangled scream tore from her throat as she obeyed. Her orgasm crashed over her in violent, convulsing waves, her cunt milking his shaft desperately as she shook and writhed beneath him.

Elion groaned, driving into her through every last tremor, prolonging her pleasure until she was limp and gasping.

Only then did he slowly pull out, his cock glistening with her juices. He gave her ass one last, appreciative smack before turning his heated gaze toward Tessa.

"Your turn," Tessa shuddered, and his dark gaze made her skin prickle.

She watched, her heart hammering in her chest, as he rose from behind Mira’s trembling form, his cock still slick and hard, glistening in the low light.

Mira slumped forward onto the mattress with a blissful, exhausted sigh, a contented smile playing on her lips as she glanced sideways at Tessa.

Her look was both encouraging and subtly triumphant.

Elion didn’t speak.

He simply stepped around Mira and came to stand behind Tessa. His large hands settled on her hips, his thumbs stroking the dip of her waist through the plain black cotton of her panties.

The fabric was already damp. She had soaked herself in her own anticipation.

"You’ve been very patient," he murmured softly into her ear, "Watching, and waiting. Does it make you ache?"

Tessa could only nod, swallowing thickly. Her throat was dry, but lower down, she was embarrassingly wet.

He hooked his fingers into the the side of her panties, and puled it aside until he could grip it in one hand. Doing the same thing he had done with Mira, he pulled, stretching it up until it disappeared into the cleft of her ass.

Much of her ass was exposed now.

The cool air kissed her exposed skin, followed by the searing heat of his palm as he cupped her bare ass.

"So beautiful," He squeezed, kneading the firm muscle, then traced a finger along the soaked seam of her folds from behind, through her wet underwear. Tessa jolted, a sharp gasp escaping her.

He played with her cunt through the fabric for a bit, circling his finger around it. The flower released so much nectar, that it soaked the fabric until it began to leak like a fountain.

"Already dripping for me," He brought his wet finger to her lips. "Have a taste."

Blushing furiously but compelled by a deep, submissive urge, Tessa opened her mouth and sucked his finger clean.

The taste of herself was musky and salt, and the act of licking her own fluids made her arousal spike sharply.

"Good girl," Elion praised, and the words sent a shiver of pleasure straight to her body.