Chapter 179: My Two Beautiful Wives (R-18)

The bedroom door closed behind Damon with a soft click.

Silence hit him first.

Then, the sight.

He stopped in the middle of the room, his hand still resting on the doorknob, his gaze fixed ahead. The bed—his bed—was occupied in a way that definitely wasn’t listed in any mission report.

Aria sat further ahead, leaning back against the pillows, completely naked, her hair carelessly draped over her shoulders. A lazy smile played on her lips, the kind that doesn’t ask permission to exist.

Next to her, Ester.

Also naked.

But, unlike Aria, she sat rigidly, her face turned to the side, her ears slightly reddened. Her fingers gripped the sheet as if that were the only thing keeping her dignity intact.

Damon blinked once.

Twice.

“…Did I miss some important holiday?” he finally asked.

Aria smiled even wider.

“You took your time,” she said. “We thought maybe you had… been rewarded too much.”

Ester snorted, not looking at him.

“I was coerced,” she said dryly. “I want that on record.”

Damon closed the door behind him and leaned against it for a second, crossing his arms, clearly amused.

“Interesting,” he commented. “And what kind of gift is this?”

Aria adjusted herself on the bed, the movement slow, conscious of her own body.

“A gift,” she replied simply.

Damon tilted his head, observing them too calmly for someone who had just entered that situation.

“This is… for the mission accomplished?” he asked, as he began to take off his shirt, unhurriedly.

Ester turned her face a little more.

“…No,” she murmured. “At least not officially.”

Aria answered for her.

“It’s a reward.”

Damon tossed his shirt onto a nearby chair and approached the bed, still not touching them. His gaze shifted from one to the other, assessing not their bodies—but their expressions.

“Curious,” he said. “Because Elizabeth also mentioned reward today.”

This made Esther turn her face away immediately.

“What?” She frowned. “What did you talk about?”

Aria also leaned forward slightly, interested.

“She asked what I wanted,” Damon said casually.

The room grew quieter.

Esther swallowed hard.

“…And what did you ask for?”

Damon chuckled softly.

“Her.”

Aria pouted instantly.

“Her who?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Elizabeth.”

The silence now had a different weight.

Esther’s eyes widened.

“…You asked for her?”

“Technically,” Damon replied, amused, “I asked for anything. And I was honest.”

Aria crossed her arms over her chest, clearly dissatisfied.

“And aren’t the two of us enough?” she questioned, her tone half provocative, half genuinely annoyed.

Damon stopped in front of the bed, resting one knee on the mattress.

He smiled.

“You two are amazing,” he said. “But I’m a really lucky man.”

He leaned in a little closer.

“And I intend to take every chance life gives me to be with interesting women.”

Ester closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath.

“You’re impossible,” she murmured.

“I know,” he replied.

Aria let out a low laugh.

“So,” she said, changing her tone slightly, “what are we going to do tonight?”

Damon didn’t answer immediately.

He watched them both intently now—Aria, confident, in control of the space; Ester, torn between embarrassment and something she clearly didn’t want to admit aloud.

He sat on the edge of the bed between them, without touching either of them.

“The same thing we always do after almost dying,” he said. “Breathe. Relax.”

Aria tilted her head.

“…Just that?”

Damon raised an eyebrow.

“It depends,” he replied. “Do you want to talk… or forget the world for a few hours?”

Ester’s face turned even redder.

“…Do you always talk like that?”

“Only when it works.”

Aria laughed and leaned closer, resting her shoulder against him.

“She pretends she doesn’t like it,” he commented, pointing discreetly at Ester. “But she does.”

“Aria,” Ester warned.

Damon simply smiled, letting the moment linger, comfortable, intimate, unhurried. “Well, it looks like you two want sex,” he said as he pulled down his pants, “who goes first?”

Aria giggled softly, her eyes glistening with mischief as she moved with feline grace. Without hesitation, she slid off the cushions, kneeling on the mattress between Damon’s legs, her naked body arching slightly forward. Her breasts brushed lightly against his thighs, and she looked up, slowly licking her lips.

“I want to suck,” she murmured, her voice husky with desire, her hands already moving up his legs to reach his now hard, exposed penis. “Let me make you come in my mouth first, Damon… please.”

Damon grinned mischievously, gripping the base of his penis with one hand as he slapped the thick, swollen head against her face—first on the cheek, a light, wet slap that echoed in the silent room; then on the other side, firmer, leaving a trail of glistening precum on her soft skin. Another slap, now on her parted lips, making her moan loudly.

Aria loved it. Her eyes half-closed in pure pleasure, her mouth opening instinctively, her tongue stretching to lick the glans with each stroke. “Oh, fuck… yes, Damon, use me like this,” she whispered, breathless, her face flushed and smeared, begging for more with hungry eyes. She tried to capture his penis with her mouth, but he pushed her away with another playful slap, prolonging the torment.

Damon turned to Esther, who watched everything with wide eyes, her thighs pressed together, her chest rising and falling too rapidly to deny how much it affected her. “Come here, Esther,” he ordered, his voice low and authoritative, extending his free hand to her. “Don’t just stand there watching. I want you here beside me, sucking my balls while she takes care of my cock. Now.”

Esther hesitated for a second, biting her lower lip, but the blush on her cheeks betrayed the fire burning beneath her facade of resistance. With a trembling sigh, she crawled closer, kneeling beside Aria, her naked body trembling slightly with anticipation.

“You’re a bossy idiot,” she murmured, but her hand was already around his balls, soft and heavy, as she leaned down to lick slowly, obediently.

Aria groaned loudly as she felt Damon’s cock hit her face again, moisture dripping down her chin as she opened her mouth wider, begging.

Finally, he yielded, pushing the swollen glans into her warm lips.

She swallowed eagerly, her tongue swirling around the thick head, sucking hard as she slowly descended, swallowing half its length in one greedy motion.

“Mmm… so thick, Damon… fuck my mouth,” she murmured around his cock, her eyes watering with pleasure as she began to sway, her hands gripping his thighs for balance.

Damon grunted with satisfaction, one hand digging into Aria’s messy hair, guiding her rhythm firmly—pushing deeper with each thrust, feeling her throat tighten around him.

“Good girl… swallow it all,” he growled, his hips moving slightly to fuck her mouth.

Beside him, Ester obeyed, her hot, hesitant tongue licking his balls with growing devotion.

She sucked them one at a time, gently sucking, her soft lips brushing against his sensitive skin while a hand moved up to massage the base of the cock that Aria couldn’t quite swallow. Her face was flushed to her neck, her eyes half-closed as she listened to the wet, obscene sounds of Aria’s sucking.

“You… you like this, don’t you?” she whispered to herself, but loud enough for Damon to hear, before licking deeper, tracing a line to his perineum, making him shudder.

Damon looked down, alternating his gaze between the two—Aria devouring his cock as if it were her last meal, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth;

Ester, now bolder, sucking his balls with muffled moans, a hand sliding down between her own thighs to discreetly touch herself.

“Damn, you two are perfect like this…” he said, his voice hoarse, gripping Aria’s hair to force her to swallow deeper.

Aria gagged slightly, but loved it, quickening the pace, her cheeks hollow from sucking so much. Encouraged, Ester moved her mouth up to lick the side of his cock next to hers, their tongues occasionally meeting in wet kisses around the throbbing shaft.

The room filled with dirty sounds: moans, sucking, the wet smacking of saliva.

Damon felt his orgasm approaching too quickly. “I’m going to cum… open your mouths, both of you,” he ordered, pulling his cock out with a loud pop.

They obeyed instantly, kneeling side by side, tongues out, pleading eyes fixed on him.

He pumped furiously, aiming first at Aria, thick jets of hot cum painting her tongue and face; Then turning to Ester, filling her mouth as well, the excess dripping down her chin to her breasts.

They both swallowed what they could, licking their lips and each other to clean up the rest, panting and smiling. Aria laughed, licking a drop from Ester’s face.

Aria laughed, her mischievous eyes fixed on Ester’s as she leaned down slowly, her pink tongue tracing a lazy path from her chin down, licking the trail of cum that dripped.

She descended slowly and deliberately, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of Ester’s neck, then Ester’s full breasts, capturing each thick, white drop that dripped onto her hard nipples.

“Mmm… deliciousness mixed with you,” Aria murmured against her skin, sucking on a nipple with a succulent pop, drawing the juice directly from there as Ester arched her back, an involuntary moan escaping her lips.

“Aria… stop it,” Ester protested, breathless, her hands flying to Aria’s hair, but instead of pushing her away, she pulled her closer, their hips writhing on the mattress. Her body betrayed any resistance, her already wet pussy glistening between her open thighs, her fingers still circling her swollen clitoris.

Damon watched everything, his semi-hard cock throbbing again just at the sight of the two devouring each other.

He leaned back against the cushions, one hand lazily pumping the shaft to fully erect it. “Damn, this is hot… keep licking her clean, Aria. Make her come in your mouth before I fuck you both.”

Aria obeyed enthusiastically, lowering herself further, her breasts brushing against Ester’s belly as she reached the curve of her hips.

She licked up the excess cum that had dripped there, then plunged between Ester’s thighs without warning, her tongue diving straight into her soaked pussy.

“So wet… you’ve turned into a pervert, haven’t you?” Aria teased, sucking the clit forcefully, two fingers plunging deep into the tight entrance, fucking her at a fast, merciless pace.

“Kyaa!!!” Ester screamed, her nails digging into Aria’s back, her body convulsing as the orgasm hit her like lightning.

“Ah, calm down… Damon, look what she’s doing to me… take it out… please!” She came hard, the juices squirting into Aria’s mouth, who swallowed it all with voracious moans, licking every drop while Ester trembled, her legs weak.

“It actually tastes good,” Aria said.

Damon couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed Aria by the hair, pulling her up with a grunt.

“My turn to fuck you, you glutton.” He turned her over, positioning her on all fours on the bed, her ass sticking up and open for him.

With one hand on her waist and the other guiding his now rock-hard cock, he pushed it all in at once, burying himself deep inside Aria’s tight, slippery pussy.

“Ahhh, yes! Fuck me hard, Damon!” she screamed, pushing back against him, her breasts bouncing with each brutal thrust.

Ester, still panting from her orgasm, crawled closer, kissing Damon hungrily as he thrust into Aria.

“Hey… finish with her already… don’t leave me out,” she pleaded, one hand sliding down to rub his penis each time he pulled out, smearing itself with Aria’s juices.

[Ester’s level of arousal reached its peak.]

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