Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 346: Sex in the Bath (R-18)

Chapter 346: Sex in the Bath (R-18)

Sylvie tilted her head, white-green hair falling over one shoulder, a wicked little smile playing on her cum-smeared lips.

“Want a taste?” she purred, voice low and teasing. “There’s plenty after all~

She leaned in slowly — bringing her face close to Morgana’s — letting a thick bead of Ash’s cum drip from her chin toward the older woman’s finger.

Morgana’s dark crimson eyes flicked down to the drop — then back up to Sylvie’s face.

Her smile grew — slow, dangerous, ancient.

She didn’t speak.

She simply leaned forward and took the bead from Sylvie’s chin with her finger.

While she got the chance to taste Ash’s divine seeds, Elysia and Creara materialized both in their full forms in a soft shimmer of light.

Elysia floated to Seraphiel first — leaning down to lick a thick streak of cum from the goddess’s cheek with slow, deliberate strokes.

“Mmm… Master’s essence is always so sweet,” she purred, voice warm and intimate.

Creara — appeared on Seraphiel’s other side, giggling as she licked at the cum dripping down her chin.

“Delicious~” she sang softly, tongue flicking out like a kitten with cream.

Seraphiel smiled — with her head tilting back as the two spirits cleaned her face with gentle, licks.

Meanwhile, Rune and Aeloris moved forward — both already flushed, both aching.

Rune spoke first — presenting herself on all fours on the ledge, ass raised, legs spread.

PAH!

“Husband…….” she whispered as she smacked her own ass. “Fuck me first…”

Aeloris moved beside her — she was gentler… but still as needy — lying back on the cushions that appeared on the ground, legs parting slowly.

“Me too…” she breathed. “I want to feel you inside me again…”

“You all definitely know how to get me riled up.” He said in a rough voice as his eyes shifted towards Elysia and Creara who had gotten naked themselves now pleasuring themselves from behind.

Ash stepped forward — cock still rock-hard, glistening — with his golden eyes dark with hunger.

PAH! PAH!

He gripped Rune’s hips firmly, thumbs digging into the soft flesh just above her hip bones, and delivered two sharp, resounding slaps to her ass that echoed across the bathhouse like thunderclaps.

The charcoal skin bloomed with faint rose-red handprints almost instantly, and Rune’s silver eyes rolled back as a needy whine tore from her throat.

“Ahhhh~”

“Tell me how you like it, my little tyrant…” Ash murmured, voice rough and low, dripping with dark promise. “Let me hear your beautiful moans~”

He didn’t wait for an answer.

With one smooth, deliberate thrust he buried himself to the hilt inside her, stretching her tight, dripping heat in a single stroke that made her entire body arch like a bowstring pulled taut.

“OHHHH!”

Rune’s moan was loud, broken— her walls clenched around him greedily, fluttering like they were trying to pull him even deeper, and she immediately began pushing back against every slow, punishing roll of his hips.

Schlick… schlick… schlick…

PAH! PAH! PAH!

The wet, rhythmic sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the steamy air, mingling with the soft lapping of pool water and the increasingly heavy breathing of the other women watching.

Ash set a deliberate pace — dragging every thick inch out until only the head remained inside her, then slamming back in until his hips slapped against her ass each time.

He wanted her to feel it.

Every ridge…. every vein…. and every deliberate motion.

Rune’s arms trembled as she tried to hold herself up on all fours, violet eyes glassy, mouth open in a constant stream of broken moans and pleas.

“Hus—ahh!—fuck me harder—own me—!”

He obliged.

His hands slid up her back — one fisting her silver hair, yanking her head back just enough to arch her spine perfectly, the other wrapping around her throat from behind in a firm but careful grip — and he began to truly fuck her.

Hard…. deep and relentlessly.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

Each thrust drove the breath from her in sharp, high-pitched cries.

Her body jolted forward with every impact, breasts swaying heavily beneath her.

Sylvie watched from the side — green eyes dark with lust — one hand idly stroking between her own thighs while the other reached over to pinch and twist one of Rune’s nipples.

“Fufufu~ Look, the goddess is quite the little tyrant, huh?” she purred. “Taking… my Master so well…”

Her eyes shifted towards Ash as she could barely contain herself at this point.

Seraphiel crawled closer and beneath them — and began licking at where Ash and Rune were joined, tongue flicking against his shaft on every out-stroke and teasing Rune’s swollen clit.

Aeloris — kneeling beside Rune, kissed along her shoulder and neck, whispering soft praises while her fingers circled Rune’s other nipple in slow, soothing spirals.

Katherine pressed against Ash’s side — biting his shoulder hard enough to leave marks while her hand reached down to fondle his heavy balls, rolling them gently in time with his thrusts.

Madison knelt behind Ash — forming claws lightly scraping his back as she leaned in to lick along his spine, tasting sweat and raw power.

“AHHHH!!!!”

Rune came first — her walls clamped down hard around Ash’s cock, body convulsing as she screamed his name.

She gushed around him — soaking his thighs and the jade ledge beneath them — trembling so hard her arms gave out and she collapsed forward onto her elbows, ass still raised, still taking every punishing thrust.

Ash didn’t stop…. no why would he?

He fucked her through it like any proper man would — prolonging the orgasm until she was sobbing with overstimulation — then finally pulled out, cock glistening with her release.

Rune collapsed fully onto cushions that appeared under her — panting, shaking, utterly spent — but a blissful smile bloomed on her face.

And without wasting time, Ash turned to Aeloris next.

She was already lying back on the silk cushions — legs parted, green hair fanned out, eyes soft and needy.

“Look at you…. so wet already~” He whispered as he settled between her thighs — hands gentle on her hips — and slid inside her with one slow, deep thrust.

Schlick…

Aeloris gasped — with back arching as she felt every inch stretch her open.

“Husband…” she breathed, hands clutching his shoulders. “Please… go slow… let me feel all of you…”

Even without her saying it… he knew what each of his wives wanted….

And he gave her exactly that.

“Ahh… ye…s just like that~”

Long, rolling thrusts that dragged every ridge along her sensitive walls, bottoming out each time until she whimpered and trembled beneath him.

And Seraphiel… whose lust was nearly out of control…

She crawled between them again— needy tongue flicking against Aeloris’s clit and the base of Ash’s shaft as he moved in and out.

“OHHH, I’M CUM—-”

Ash fucked Aeloris with gentle but relentless rhythm — building her slowly, letting the pleasure coil tighter and tighter — until she shattered beneath him with a loud cry, with her walls fluttering around him as she came.

When he pulled out he turned to Seraphiel.

“My needy, Goddess of Rebirth.” He said with a smirk.

She had already laid back, onto the pool eyes wide and pleading. She began to massage her own clit as she spoke.

PAH!

The wet, heavy smack of Ash’s cock against Seraphiel’s soaked folds echoed sharply over the water, making her hips jerk.

She rubbed herself faster — smearing her juices all over him while her golden-red eyes stared up at him with pure want.

“Come…” she whimpered again, voice cracking. “Husband… and you better fill me up…”

Ash’s smirk turned savage.

He gripped her thighs — spreading them wider — and lined himself up.

Then… one slow, deliberate push.

Schlick…

He sank in deep — inch by thick inch — stretching her open until his hips met hers and he bottomed out completely.

Seraphiel’s back arched off the water — a long, trembling moan spilling from her lips as her walls fluttered and clenched around him like they were trying to pull him even deeper.

“Haaaah… yes… so full… Husband…!”

And Ash, he didn’t rush whatsoever.

He gave her exactly what she craved — slow, powerful strokes of his hips that dragged every ridge along her walls, bottoming out each time with a wet sound that made her toes curl and her body tremble.

Seraphiel’s hands flew to his shoulders — nails digging in — as she rocked up to meet every thrust, needy little gasps and whimpers falling from her open mouth.

Schlick… schlick… schlick…

“More…” she begged, voice high and desperate. “I need it… husband… BREED ME!”