The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 630: Epilogue 12 - Sex With Multiple Girls (3)

Both Titania and Trill leaned back against the cobblestone platform of the hot spring, their flushed cheeks and heavy breathing mirroring the heat of the water surrounding us. Their damp skin glistened under the soft glow of the lantern light hanging nearby. Steam curled around their bodies, adding a dreamlike haze to the air. They rested their heads close together, lips parted slightly, eyes half-lidded with anticipation and exhaustion.

I stood above them, my cock throbbing in my grasp, veins bulging as I stroked with deliberate pressure. The sight of their open mouths stirred something primal in me. Their breaths synced in a gentle rhythm, their bare shoulders brushing lightly. I felt my orgasm building, the pressure in my lower abdomen tightening like a drawn bowstring about to snap.

Then, finally, it happened.

A guttural grunt escaped my throat as the first thick spurt of cum launched from my cock, shooting with a force that caught Titania squarely in the mouth. Her eyes widened for a second before fluttering shut, and she swallowed without hesitation. The warm, sticky fluid hit the back of her throat with a wet smack, coating it entirely before sliding down. She accepted every drop, her lips sealed like a loyal servant fulfilling her role.

The second and third spurts were less powerful, the cum thinner now and trickling rather than shooting. The pressure had dwindled, but I wasn't done. I stepped forward, gently guiding the tip of my cock to Trill's awaiting lips. She took over with practiced ease, wrapping her lips around the head, her tongue swirling in slow, teasing circles while her eyes gazed up at me.

Her warm mouth created a pleasant suction as she sucked the remaining drops, not wasting a single trace of cum. Her tongue darted under the shaft's underside, coaxing out what was left. I exhaled deeply, running my fingers through their hair, gently ruffling the strands as a soft chuckle escaped me.

"Ha... Thanks for the swallow, you two..." I said, my voice low and satisfied.

They both giggled softly, light, airy sounds that tickled the air like chimes in the breeze.

"But Leon..." Trill said, her tone carrying a subtle undercurrent of insecurity. "Your harem is growing larger and larger... Will you still have sex with me, even though you now have so many women at your disposal?"

Her eyes shimmered, seeking reassurance. I didn't hesitate. I crouched slightly to meet her gaze. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"Of course," I said, with a firm, absolute tone. "You're my girlfriend. I would never abandon you. You're mine—and that body of yours belongs to me too. So why wouldn't I use what's already mine?"

The words rolled from my tongue with a cocky arrogance, yet they carried a possessiveness that made Trill's cheeks burn red. She looked away, biting her lip—clearly flustered by the declaration.

Titania let out a soft chuckle, the sound sultry yet amused. "Leon truly is such a womanizer," she said, shaking her head with a playful smirk. "But I suppose that's part of your charm. Also... if there's someone you have your eyes on, just say the word. I'll help you win them over. I'd do anything to make sure you're satisfied."

Her voice was gentle, but the sincerity behind it hit me hard. It wasn't just lust—it was loyalty, deep and unshakable. And in that moment, I genuinely felt like Titania would go to any length just to see me happy. My feelings for her surged, overwhelming and sudden.

I was about to grab her and pull her back into my arms, ready for another round, when suddenly—

SLAM!

The door to the hot spring burst open with a loud bang, the sharp sound echoing off the stone walls and interrupting the peaceful atmosphere.

"Leon!"

I turned around sharply, the tension from the sudden interruption still buzzing in my chest. And there she was—Charlotte—standing at the entrance.

Her usual twin tails were gone, her long hair now cascading freely down her back, slightly damp and sticking to her shoulders from the humidity. Her expression wasn't angry—it was something deeper. Her lips trembled, her eyes wide, glassy, and glistening with unshed tears. She looked like she had been holding everything in for far too long.

"Charlotte," I said softly.

The moment our eyes met, her expression faltered completely. Her lower lip quivered, and I felt a sharp pang of guilt strike my chest. Leaving without a word had done more damage than I could ever imagine. I'd hurt them. Hurt her.

"Leon, Charlotte has been truly devastated ever since you left without a word," Titania said gently from behind me. "So please... love her with the same tenderness you just gave us."

There was no need for her to say it again. I moved immediately.

Charlotte stood frozen, clutching the towel tightly against her body, her pale skin flushed red not from embarrassment, but from emotion. It was clear she had come here prepared—not just physically, but mentally. Her silence was deafening.

I approached her slowly, reaching out my hand when I was close enough.

"Come, Charlotte," I said in a low, inviting voice.

She hesitated only for a second before slipping her trembling hand into mine. I led her forward, feeling the warmth of her palm against mine. When she stepped into the water, I didn't wait—I scooped her up into a princess carry, her soft body pressing against my chest.

"W-What...!? H-Hey!" she gasped, startled.

"It's been a while, Charlotte," I said with a small grin. "So how about you give me something fitting for a welcome-back gift?"

Her face turned a deep red, eyes darting to the side. "The hell is wrong with you, Leon... You're being unbelievably cheeky..."

I chuckled, tightening my hold on her ever so slightly. "I'm allowed to be cheeky, right? So? Will you give me that gift?"

She looked away, flustered beyond words, but the answer was clear in her voice. "Well... since you asked..."

***

Charlotte slowly leaned forward, her toned arms supporting her as she pressed her upper body against the warm, moist cobblestone platform of the hot spring. Steam drifted lazily in the air, clinging to her skin and making it glisten under the soft light. Her bare ass lifted invitingly, slightly arched, presenting herself to me in the same way Trill and Titania had just earlier.

She was completely naked, her towel already discarded, and her body trembled with anticipation.

Her pussy was visibly soaked—glimmering with arousal, the delicate folds slightly spread and glistening with slick wetness that glided down her inner thighs in slow, teasing streams. It was unmistakable. Her body had grown so familiar with me that just the sight of me was enough to drench her in lust. I had trained her—no, molded her—to react like this, to be ready the moment we were alone. She no longer needed slow caresses or words of affection to get wet. She had become the ideal woman—one whose body ached just from being near me.

"W-What are you waiting for, Leon? Come here already and get your gift," she said, her voice quivering, sultry and demanding, laced with breathless excitement. As she spoke, she gave her ass a slow, deliberate wiggle, her cheeks jiggling in a hypnotic rhythm that made my cock throb harder.

I stepped forward, unable to hold back the hunger she had ignited inside me. I gripped her plump, firm ass with both hands, the soft flesh yielding under my palms. My fingers dug in possessively as I guided my thick, pulsing cock to the slick heat of her entrance.

"Mmm…"

A soft moan escaped her lips, shaky and needy, her hips twitching beneath my grip. I didn't wait. With one fluid, merciless thrust, I buried myself deep inside her tight, welcoming pussy.

"Ahhgggg…!?" she gasped, her entire body jolting violently forward. Her eyes widened in shock, mouth open in a silent scream as the intense sensation overwhelmed her. She gritted her teeth, struggling to regain composure. "L-Leon, doing something like thrusting in one go is not okay…! Your penis is so big!"

I chuckled darkly, savoring her reaction. "Thanks for the compliment."

"That's not a compliment…! Ahhh…! Hey…! Ahhh, ahh, ahhh…!"

But I didn't give her the chance to finish. I pulled back only slightly before driving my cock back in, slamming against her again and again with rhythmic precision. Her pussy clenched and pulsed around me with every thrust—wet, tight, and absolutely exquisite. It was like her body was made for my cock, and the way it gripped me with every motion only fueled my need.

The sensation was mind-numbing. Her inner walls squirmed and squeezed, as if trying to milk every drop of cum from me. I couldn't help but admire it. This was, without a doubt, one of the finest pussies I had ever fucked. I couldn't believe Sesillian hadn't tried to claim it—then again, he was gay. That was my blessing. Her virginity had been mine, and only mine.

"Ahhn, ahh, ahh, you're being so roughhhh~…! Go slower at the start…! Ahhhn, ahhh…!"

"But you like it rough, don't you?" I asked, my tone low, teasing, as my hips continued to piston into her from behind.

"T-That's not true at all…! Ahhnnn, ahhh…!"

Her protest was weak, fading beneath the growing waves of pleasure crashing through her body. I could feel her legs shaking, her fingers curling against the stone as she tried to hold herself up while I fucked her relentlessly.

I didn't let up. Her cries, her trembling body, the way her slick heat tightened around me—it was all too addictive. I slammed into her again, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing across the steamy bathhouse, and after a while…

"Ahhh, Leon… I'm about to…!"

"I'm about to as well…!" I growled, my voice strained from the tension building inside me. I pounded her faster, harder, each thrust jolting her forward, her ass rippling from the impact, the sound of flesh meeting flesh drowning out everything else.

Then, I gripped her hips tight, my fingers digging into her skin as I pushed in one last time—and released.