Chapter 233: Chapter : 232 : Midnight Rules!

The grand bedroom was cloaked in darkness save for the faint blue glow slipping through the tall arched windows. Moonlight painted long, blue stripes across the massive bed where bodies lay tangled in silk sheets and pretended—poorly—to sleep.

Aiden’s rule was simple and absolute.

He took one wife at a time.

Anyone who broke formation, who reached for him out of turn, who begged too loudly or tried to steal his attention before her night arrived… was skipped. No exceptions. No negotiations. The threat alone kept even the most insatiable among them trembling in delicious anticipation.

Currently it was Luna’s turn.

The wolf-girl lay sprawled beneath him on her back, black tail thrashing weakly against the mattress, ears pinned flat in helpless submission. Her nightgown had long since been torn away; the shredded scraps lay forgotten near the pillows. Aiden pinned her wrists above her head with one large hand.

His mouth devoured hers.

Teeth clashed, tongues tangled, wet and obscene. Luna moaned directly into his throat, the sound vibrating through both their chests. When he finally released her lips she was already panting, cheeks flushed, pupils blown wide.

“Master—please—” she whimpered, hips lifting instinctively. “Kiss me again—harder—”

Aiden obliged.

He claimed her mouth like he was trying to bruise it, sucking on her tongue until she keened. His free hand roamed greedily—first cupping one full, heavy breast, thumb flicking roughly over the stiff, dark nipple, then sliding down the gentle swell of her stomach.

There—right there—he pressed his palm flat against the faint, warm curve where their child was growing.

Luna’s breath hitched violently.

“Master… you feel him?” she whispered, voice cracking with emotion and lust. “Our baby… he’s right here… under your hand…”

Aiden growled low against her throat.

“I feel him,” he rasped. “And I feel you. So fucking wet for me already.”

He shifted his hips.

The thick, blunt head of his cock nudged against her soaked entrance—teasing, not entering yet.

Luna sobbed.

“Inside—Master please—put it in—claim me—make me yours again—”

Under the far edge of the enormous blanket, curled into the smallest ball she could manage, Lusha was suffocating.

Not from lack of air.

From the sheer overwhelming heat pooling between her thighs.

Every wet slap of skin, every broken moan, every filthy word Luna spilled made Lusha’s virgin body clench painfully. Her fluffy black tail was wrapped so tightly around her own thigh it hurt. Her ears were burning. Her new, heavier breasts—still sensitive from the evolution—ached against the thin silk of her sleep chemise.

She shouldn’t look.

She knew she shouldn’t look.

But the sounds…

Luna’s desperate cries…

The rhythmic, wet squelch that could only mean Aiden was finally sliding inside…

Lusha peeked.

Just the tiniest slit between blanket and mattress.

Enough to see Aiden’s powerful back flexing, hips rolling forward in one long, merciless thrust.

Luna’s back arched off the bed like she’d been electrocuted.

“MASTER—! YES—! SO DEEP—!” she screamed, legs snapping around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper. “Ah—ah—ah—! Right there—right THERE—! Don’t stop—don’t you dare stop—!”

Aiden’s rhythm was brutal—long, punishing strokes that slapped wetly against her cervix with every plunge.

Luna’s claws raked down his shoulders, leaving thin red lines.

“Harder—Master—harder—! Fuck me like you hate me—! Break me—! Claim this pussy—make it yours forever—!”

Aiden snarled, teeth sinking into the soft juncture of her neck and shoulder—marking her again.

Luna came instantly.

Her whole body seized, inner walls clamping down like a fist around his cock as she screamed his name to the ceiling.

“MASTER—! I’M COMING—! I LOVE YOU—! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH—!”

Aiden didn’t slow.

He fucked her through the orgasm—harder—deeper—until fresh tears spilled down her cheeks and her voice turned hoarse.

“I love you too,” he growled against her ear. “My perfect little wolf. Gonna fill you again—gonna breed you full—”

“Yes—yes—please—fill me—give our baby a sibling—!” Luna sobbed, hips bucking wildly to meet every thrust. “I want it—I want all of you—inside me—always—!”

At the edge of the bed, Lusha’s hand had slipped between her trembling thighs without conscious permission.

She was soaked—dripping down the insides of her legs, staining the sheets beneath her.

Her fingers found the swollen, aching bud of her clit and circled—clumsy, desperate, too gentle at first, then harder when the pleasure only sharpened into pain.

She bit her lip until she tasted copper, trying not to whimper.

But the sounds—Luna’s broken, loving screams—Aiden’s low animal growls—the wet, filthy rhythm of flesh against flesh—

It was too much.

Lusha’s hips jerked involuntarily.

A tiny, choked moan escaped her.

Across the bed, Valeforia—sprawled naked on her side, one leg hooked over Xylendra’s hip—finally broke.

She had been grinding lazily against her big sister’s thigh for the last ten minutes, soaking Xylendra’s skin, but it wasn’t enough.

Not nearly enough.

She lifted her head, violet eyes glittering in the moonlight.

“Saviour,” she purred, voice thick with need.

Aiden didn’t stop thrusting into Luna—he simply turned his head, white hair falling across his sweat-slick brow.

Valeforia dragged a slow tongue across her bottom lip.

“Would it break the rules…” she asked sweetly, “…if I played with Onee-chan instead?”

Xylendra squeaked—high and mortified—hands flying up to cover her face.

“Va—Va-chan—!”

Aiden’s hips snapped forward once—hard—making Luna wail again.

He looked at Valeforia for one long heartbeat.

Then he nodded—once.

“Allowed,” he said, voice rough.

Valeforia’s smile turned feral.

She rolled on top of Xylendra in one fluid motion, pinning the shy girl beneath her.

Xylendra whimpered—already trembling.

“Va-chan—wait.”

“No,” Valeforia whispered, voice dripping honey and sin. ” Let me love you and make eachother feel good.”

She dipped her head and captured Xylendra’s mouth in a slow, filthy kiss—tongue sliding deep, claiming, owning.

Xylendra moaned into it—helpless—hands fluttering uselessly before finally tangling in Valeforia’s hair.

Valeforia broke the kiss only to drag her mouth down Xylendra’s throat—sucking hard enough to leave blooming red marks.

“My sweet Onee-chan,” she purred, hands sliding beneath Xylendra’s thin chemise, shoving it up and over her head in one impatient motion. “Always so shy… always so wet for me…”

Xylendra’s full breasts spilled free—heavy, nipples already tight and dark.

Valeforia groaned appreciatively.

“Look at these,” she murmured, cupping both roughly, thumbs circling the sensitive peaks. “So perfect… so sensitive…”

She lowered her head and sucked one nipple into her mouth—hard—tongue flicking mercilessly.

Xylendra cried out—back arching—hands clutching at Valeforia’s shoulders.

“Va—Va-chan—! Too much—!”

“Never enough,” Valeforia growled against her skin.

One hand slid down Xylendra’s trembling stomach—fingers dipping between slick folds—finding her clit and rubbing slow, firm circles.

Xylendra’s hips jerked.

“Ah—! Va-chan—please—!”

Valeforia laughed—dark, delighted—and pushed two fingers inside her at once.

Xylendra keened—loud enough that Luna—still being pounded mercilessly—turned her head and moaned brokenly.

“Valeforia… you’re so mean to her…”

Valeforia grinned over Xylendra’s breast.

“She loves it.”

And she did.

Xylendra was writhing now—legs spread wide—hips rolling desperately onto Valeforia’s thrusting fingers while Valeforia sucked and bit at her nipples, leaving them swollen and glistening.

Under her blanket, Lusha couldn’t breathe.

Her fingers were moving faster—slipping in frantic little circles over her clit—chasing something she didn’t fully understand yet.

Every time Luna screamed “Master—harder—!” Lusha’s hips bucked.

Every time Xylendra whimpered Valeforia’s name, Lusha’s inner walls clenched around nothing.

She was dripping so much she could feel it pooling beneath her ass.

Her free hand flew up—covering her own mouth—trying to muffle the tiny, desperate sounds leaking out.

But she couldn’t stop.

Not when Aiden suddenly drove into Luna with a brutal thrust that made the whole bed shake.

Luna’s voice cracked on a scream.

“MASTER—! COMING AGAIN—! FILL ME—! PLEASE—! BREED ME—! I LOVE YOU—!”

Aiden roared—low, primal—hips slamming forward one final time as he buried himself to the hilt and came.

Luna’s whole body seized—climax ripping through her so violently her claws drew blood on his back.

“I feel it—! Master—inside—hot—so much—!” she sobbed. “Thank you—thank you—thank you—I love you—!”

Aiden stayed locked inside her—grinding slow, deep circles—milking every last drop while Luna trembled and cried beneath him.

At the same moment—

Valeforia curled her fingers viciously inside Xylendra—thumb pressing hard on her clit—and sucked brutally on one nipple.

Xylendra shattered.

“VA-CHAN—!”

Her hips bucked—inner walls spasming—gushing slick over Valeforia’s hand as she came with a long, broken wail.

Valeforia drank in every tremor—kissing her through the aftershocks—murmuring filthy praise against her lips.

“Good girl… my perfect Onee-chan… coming so pretty for me…”

Lusha broke.

Her fingers pressed down hard—one final, desperate circle—and pleasure exploded behind her eyes like shattered glass.

She bit her own hand to keep from screaming—body convulsing under the blanket—clit throbbing wildly as her first real orgasm tore through her untouched body.

Tears slipped down her cheeks—not from pain, but from the sheer overwhelming intensity of feeling wanted, of feeling part of something, even if only from the shadows.

When the tremors finally eased, she lay there—panting—blanket clutched to her chest—ears burning—tail limp.

Across the bed, Aiden slowly pulled out of Luna—thick strands of cum connecting them for one obscene heartbeat before snapping.

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END OF Chapter : 232 : MIDNIGHT RULES!

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