Chapter 135: Chapter : 135 : Valeforia’s First Time!

Each thrust was deeper, more insistent, pushing past the initial pain, past the virgin resistance, into the soft, yielding core of her.

Her hips rose to meet his, a tentative, then eager, dance. The golden lines on her onyx skin pulsed with a frantic energy, mirroring the frantic beat of his own heart.

Her breath hitched, short, sharp gasps escaping her lips as he drove into her.

“Ah! Oh, Benefactor! Deeper! Please, deeper!” Her voice, once so timid, now held a raw, demanding edge.

Aiden leaned down, crushing her lips beneath his, a hungry, bruising kiss that stole the air from her lungs.

Aiden’s tongue invaded, plunging into her sweet, unexplored cavern, tasting the honeyed essence that still lingered.

She whimpered, a soft, muffled sound of surrender, as his tongue tangled with hers, a desperate, seeking dance.

Her hands, no longer clutching the sheets, tangled in his hair, tugging, urging him closer, her nails lightly scraping his scalp.

As his mouth devoured hers, his hands found her breasts, cupping their firm, round weight.

They were heavy, perfect in his palms, the skin warm and slick with a fine sheen of sweat.

He squeezed, kneading the soft flesh, eliciting a sharp gasp that vibrated against his lips.

Her nipples, already hard and erect, begged for more attention. He pinched them, gently at first, then harder, rolling the sensitive buds between his thumb and forefinger.

“Mmmph! Ah! Yes! Don’t stop! Oh, it burns so good!” She cried, her voice muffled against his mouth, her body arching into his touch.

Aiden pulled away from her lips, leaving them swollen and glistening, and descended once more, his mouth finding one of those eager nipples.

He sucked, hard and deep, drawing the sensitive flesh into his mouth, his teeth grazing the tip.

Aethoniel screamed, a high-pitched, almost feral sound, her hips bucking violently beneath him.

“Oh, God! It’s too much! I can’t—!” She shrieked, her voice thick with pleasure and a hint of terror.

The sound of his mouth working on her nipple was wet, audible, a rhythmic ’slorp’ as you pulled and teased.

His other hand continued its assault on her nipple, pinching, twisting, driving her further into the abyss of sensation.

Each thrust into her core was met with a desperate, hungry grip, her virgin walls milking his cock, squeezing every inch of pleasure from him.

“You like that, little ant?” Aiden growled against her breast, his voice rough with desire.

“Yes! Oh, yes! Don’t ever stop! Please, Benefactor, never stop!” Her voice was a broken plea, a desperate gasp for more.

He pounded into her, faster now, a relentless rhythm that shook the bed.

His balls slapped against her soft ass with each thrust, a rhythmic *thwack* that punctuated the intoxicating sounds.

Her legs, wrapped tightly around his waist, lifted, pulling him deeper, maximizing the friction, the delicious pressure.

Meanwhile, Valeforia, now thoroughly spent, lay draped over Xylendra, her head nestled in the crook of her sister’s neck.

Their bodies were a tangled mess of limbs, slick with their shared release.

Xylendra, still gasping for air, occasionally twitched, a lingering tremor of pleasure rippling through her.

Aiden continued his assault on Aethoniel, his focus entirely on her. He sucked harder on her nipple, drawing it deeper into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, teasing, tormenting.

She writhed beneath him, her body a taut bow, ready to snap. Her hips slammed against his, a desperate, uncoordinated dance of pure instinct.

“I’m going to… Oh, I’m going to burst!” She whimpered, her voice cracking, tears streaming down her face, not of pain, but of overwhelming sensation. The golden lines on her skin glowed brighter, pulsing with an almost blinding intensity.

He felt the tremors begin, deep within her core, a tightening, a clenching that gripped your shaft like a vice.

Her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed as a long, drawn-out cry tore from her throat.

“Ahhhhhhh!” She screamed, her climax erupting around him, a hot, wet wave that sucked him in.

Her walls clenched, milking him with an intensity that stole his breath. He roared, a guttural sound torn from his chest, as his own release surged, hot and copious, filling her to overflowing.

He pumped into her, a few more desperate, powerful thrusts, emptying himself completely into her virgin depths.

Her body trembled, then went wonderfully, heavily limp beneath him, her legs still wrapped around his waist, pulling him close.

His cock, still buried deep inside her, throbbed, slowly softening, a warm, heavy weight. He pulled his head back just enough to look into her eyes.

They were wide, unfocused, shimmering with unshed tears, but a faint, satisfied smile played on her lips, a testament to the storm you had just unleashed within her.

Aiden slid out of Aethoniel with a soft, wet *schlop*, leaving her slick and trembling in his wake.

She gave a small, heartbroken whimper at the loss, but a quick, reassuring kiss to her brow silenced her protest. He didn’t linger.

Xylendra and Valeforia were still entwined, glossy and flushed, their breathing shallow and rapid.

Their previous, shared climax had left them primed, their massive breasts pressed together, the purple nipples already swollen and begging for friction.

“My hungry little specters,” He murmured, reaching out to pull them apart just enough to reposition them on top of eachother.

Valeforia scrambled slightly, settling herself directly over Xylendra’s hips.

“Oh, Savior, please,” Valeforia begged, her voice a low, throaty rasp.

“Va-Chan, no,” Xylendra managed, her voice weak, already defeated by her own soaring arousal. “I want him to touch me, not… Mmmph.”

He guided Valeforia’s hips. Her slick, dark vulva settled directly onto Xylendra’s, a warm, wet cushion resting atop her sister’s equally engorged flesh. Two virginities, stacked and waiting.

He positioned himself, his shaft throbbing, eager for the next conquest. He reached down, cupping Valeforia’s hips, guiding his thick length to the delicate, untouched seam of her entrance.

“Breathe,” Aiden commanded, his voice low and rough.

Valeforia inhaled sharply, her body tensing. She looked down at Xylendra, her eyes wide, then reached out, entwining her fingers with her sister’s in a desperate, shared grip.

He pushed. Slowly, deliberately.

The resistance was immediate, a tight, unyielding barrier that stretched the delicate flesh. Valeforia’s breath hitched, a tiny, choked sound escaping her lips.

Aiden pushed harder, a steady, inexorable force.

“Ah!” Valeforia shrieked, a sharp, guttural cry as the first barrier tore. He felt the soft rip, and a sudden warmth bloomed beneath him, the price of entry.

The thrust continued, driving deep into Valeforia’s tight, hot core.

“Gah! Oh, the burning!” Valeforia cried, her body convulsing, her hips slamming down onto Xylendra’s pussy beneath her.

Xylendra screamed, a sudden, startled sound of pain and shock, even though she was untouched directly.

“That pressure! Stop! It hurts! Mmmph!” Xylendra tried to pull away.

He paused, letting Valeforia’s body adjust to the invasion, feeling the exquisite, agonizing grip of her virgin walls around him.

A thin stream of crimson, quickly mixing with the slick arousal, ran down the crease between her legs.

As he waited, Valeforia, driven by a strange mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure, leaned down.

She ignored the tears streaming down Xylendra’s face and slammed her mouth against her sister’s.

It was a deep, invasive kiss, her tongue plunging into Xylendra’s mouth, mimicking the invasion she was currently experiencing.

The wet, noisy kiss filled the silence between your gasps.

“Oh, Onee-Chan, you are so tight,” Valeforia moaned, her voice muffled against Xylendra’s lips, twisting the words to describe her own sensation.

He began to move, slowly at first, then with increasing vigor.

The thrusts were deep, filling Valeforia completely. The sound was a wet, sticky as his balls slapped against her bottom, which in turn pressed hard against Xylendra’s center.

Valeforia pulled her mouth away from Xylendra’s, leaving a glistening trail of saliva between their lips, and trailed wet kisses down her sister’s throat.

“Hhhmmm… You feel everything, don’t you, Onee-Chan?” Valeforia purred, her breath hot on Xylendra’s skin. “Every inch of him… is pressing into us.”

“Stop talking! Ahhh!” Xylendra cried, her hips involuntarily bucking beneath Valeforia, amplifying the pressure against your shaft.

Aiden gripped Valeforia’s hips, driving into her with primal force, the sensation of her tight, stretching walls intoxicating.

His eyes swept across the chaotic scene.

Valeforia, driven mad by the dual sensations of penetration and dominating her sister; Xylendra, screaming and moaning under the intense, indirect pressure, her enormous breasts heaving beneath Valeforia’s weight, their nipples rubbing together, sending jolts of sensation through both of them.

He leaned down, his mouth finding Valeforia’s ear. “Tell her who you belong to, now.”

Valeforia’s eyes, wide and filled with tears of ecstasy, rolled back as he slammed into her deepest point. “Gah! I belong to Saviour! We both do!”

She pulled away from Xylendra’s neck and descended onto her sister’s chest, latching onto one of Xylendra’s purple nipples, sucking hard, pulling the sensitive flesh deep into her mouth.

The sound was loud, desperate, as Valeforia tried to devour her sister, channeling the intensity of the penetration into her own actions.

Xylendra’s body arched violently, a long, drawn-out cry escaping her lips. “Oh, that’s too much! Va-Chan, Mmmph! Stop biting!”

He increased the speed, pounding into Valeforia, the rhythm frantic, unstoppable.

The *squish-thump* of flesh became a blur. Valeforia was riding the edge, her breath coming in ragged, hyperventilating bursts.

Her legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him in tighter, maximizing the friction.

“I’m coming! I’m coming! Oh, I’m going to—!” Valeforia screamed, her voice soaring high above the din, her body beginning to convulse around him.

At the same moment, Xylendra, driven wild by the incessant pressure on her pussy and the vicious sucking on her nipple, let out a parallel cry.

The climax was simultaneous, a double wave of pure, agonizing pleasure.

Valeforia’s walls clenched around him with incredible, milking force, squeezing every last drop of sensation from his core.

Xylendra’s body below her went rigid, her inner muscles spasming uncontrollably, amplifying Valeforia’s grip tenfold.

He roared, a deep, primal sound that shook the bed, emptying himself completely into Valeforia’s tight, virgin depths. The sheer intensity of the climax, the double grip of the two women, was overwhelming.

Valeforia slumped forward, her heavy breasts bouncing against Xylendra’s chest, her head lolling back, a soft, contented sigh escaping her lips. Her body, slick and spent, went wonderfully limp.

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END OF Chapter : 135 : VALEFORIA’S FIRST TIME!

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