Harem System In A fantasy World - Chapter 124: Taking Control

Chapter 124: Taking Control

Elion’s eyes widened in genuine shock, drinking in their sexy figures, the bare breasts heaving softly, the raw exposure of Ophelia’s thick, round ass and huge tits contrasting with Esmeralda’s petite curves and full breasts, all laid out like an offering in the lavish hall.

What the actual fuck?

His mind blanked for half a second.

This escalated a bit too quickly for my comfort.

Who was he kidding?

His throat felt dry, but his instincts screamed louder than his rationality; his cock twitched to, slowly hardening despite the wariness flooding his veins.

This situation was many things.

Too direct. Too easy. Too deliberate. Too convenient?

He didn’t move straight away, and he didn’t step forward. But he didn’t step back either.

He simply stared at them, trying to process what was happening while keeping his breathing steady.

Ophelia tilted her head slightly, amusement flickering in her eyes as she watched him trying to stay calm, her huge tits shifting as she did, one hand idly tracing the underside of one breast, lifting it teasingly.

It didn’t help that she was actively releasing pheromones into the air to stimulate his arousal, all the while, Elion was completely unaware.

“Well?” she asked softly, her voice a velvet caress that slithered over his skin. “Do you like what you see, Elion?”

And in that moment, Elion realized—this wasn’t a seduction; it was a trap, and he was already ensnared.

His dick roared to life, straining painfully against the confines of his pants, the thick shaft pulsing with urgency, as blood rushed southward, making the fabric tent obscenely.

The sight of their naked bodies—Ophelia’s massive tits and jiggling ass, Esmeralda’s perky breasts and slick pussy—ignited a fire in his groin that overrode his caution completely.

Both women walked toward him with deliberate grace, their bare feet silent on the marble floor, and their hips swaying in unison. Ophelia’s thick thighs rubbed together with a soft rub of skin, and Esmeralda’s full breasts bounced lightly with each step.

“Heh heh.” Ophelia chuckled low and throaty, the sound vibrating through the air, her red lips curling as she closed the distance first.

She reached out without pause, her manicured fingers sliding over the bulge in his trousers, cupping his heavy balls through the cloth and then wrapping around the rigid length of his dick, stroking it softly with firm, teasing pressure that made his hips jerk involuntarily.

“This must be painful.” The heat of her palm seeped through the fabric, squeezing just enough to draw a bead of pre-cum from his tip, soaking into his underwear.

“Wow! You are very big, aren’t you?” she purred, her voice husky and approving, eyes locked on his as her thumb circled the swollen head outlined against his pants.

“Mmm,” Elion grunted, the sound escaping his throat involuntarily, his body betraying him even as his mind raced for control. The stroke of her hand sent jolts of pleasure up his spine, his cock throbbing in her grip, begging for more friction.

Ophelia leaned in closer, her huge tits brushing against his chest, the stiff nipples scraping like points of fire through his shirt.

She went on to nibble at his ear, her hot breath fanning over his skin, teeth grazing the lobe before her tongue flicked out to trace the edge, wet and insistent, sending shivers down his neck.

At the same time, Esmeralda pressed her naked body flush against his side, her petite curves molding to him like liquid silk—full breasts squishing against his arm, the soft weight of them yielding as her hardened nipples dug in, her creamy thighs grinding subtly against his thigh.

She gripped his thigh between hers and began rubbing herself up and down his clothed thigh.

The warmth of her skin seeped through his clothes, her slick pussy lips leaving a faint, damp trail on his pants where she rubbed.

Then she gripped the side of his cheek, turning his face toward him, then she stole his lips in a wet kiss, her red mouth crashing onto his with hungry demand, tongue thrusting past his teeth to tangle with his own, sucking and licking in a rhythm that mimicked deeper invasions.

“Mmmmm.” Her hands roamed up his back, pulling him deeper into the press of her body as she moaned softly into his mouth, the taste of her—sweet and spiced—flooding his senses.

Elion’s hands clenched at his sides, fighting the urge to grab their asses and yank them closer, his cock leaking steadily now under Ophelia’s relentless strokes.

His mind reeled—aggh shit—the raw hunger in Esmeralda’s kiss shattered the last threads of caution like brittle glass.

He surged forward, seizing control with a growl rumbling in his chest, his tongue plunged deep into her mouth to dominate the slick kiss, twisting and thrusting against hers in fierce, demanding strokes that left her gasping.

His left hand shot down, and his fingers splayed wide to clamp onto the firm globe of her ass cheek, nails digging into the taut skin as he yanked her hard against his thigh, grinding her soaked pussy lips along the rough fabric of his pants.

“Nggggh!” She whimpered sharply into his mouth, the sound vibrating through their joined lips, her body arching instinctively as heat bloomed under his palm.

A flicker of his sinful touch ignited then, coiling through his grip like liquid fire, seeping into her flesh and amplifying every nerve to screaming intensity.

“Ohhhhh!!!” Esmeralda’s mouth fell open wider beneath his assault, a throaty moan spilling out as her tongue surrendered, lapping desperately at his in submission.

Her breath hitched hot and ragged against his face, chest heaving as waves of ecstasy ripped through her core.

“Ahhh!” Fresh juices gushed from her pussy in a hot flood, drenching his thigh and seeping through his trousers in sticky warmth, her inner walls clenching around nothing as the first shudders of climax gripped her.

The genuine, unrestrained moan from Esmeralda snapped Ophelia’s eyes wide, shock flashing across her refined features—W-what?—her hand pausing mid-stroke on his throbbing cock, her confidence cracking for a split second.

This isn’t what she had planned.