Chapter 91: Chapter 91- The Wedding Gift

He spread her legs. Positioned her directly over his lap.

And pulled her down.

Her pussy pressed against the back of Hana’s head.

Hana’s eyes went ’wide’. Panicked. Her whole body went rigid as suddenly her face was sandwiched—Raven’s cock filling her throat from the front, Yuna’s virgin pussy pressed against the back of her skull.

She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t pull back. Could only gag and choke as Raven held both women in place.

“’Gkkk—hkkk—’”

Spit and pre-cum dripped from Hana’s chin. Her face turned red. Then purple. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

But Raven’s gaze wasn’t on her.

It was fixed on Yuna. On her crying face. Her trembling lips. Her bare tits heaving with panicked breaths.

His hand came up. Cupped her face. Rough palm against soft cheek.

“Let me first teach you,” he murmured, “how to kiss a man.”

And then he ’sealed’ her lips.

Not a gentle kiss. Not soft or exploratory.

He ’consumed’ her.

His mouth covered hers completely. Sucked her lower lip between his teeth. Bit down hard enough to make her whimper.

Her teeth clenched instinctively. Trying to keep him out. Trying to maintain some last shred of control—

His other hand shot up. Grabbed her breast. Found her nipple. ’Pinched’.

“’MMPH—!’”

Her mouth opened in a cry of pain—

And his tongue invaded.

Thick. Wet. Aggressive. It filled her mouth like he was trying to reach down her throat. Rubbing against her tongue. The roof of her mouth. Her teeth.

Yuna’s hands clawed at his shoulders. Trying to push away. Trying to breathe.

But he held her tight. Kept kissing. Kept taking.

Saliva built up. Too much. It spilled from the corners of their joined mouths. Dripped down.

Down onto Hana’s upturned face.

The older woman was still trapped. Still choking. Raven’s cock pulsed in her throat. She could feel it. Feel him getting harder. Bigger. Leaking pre-cum directly into her stomach.

And now Yuna’s drool was dripping into her hair. Down her forehead. Mixing with the tears and spit already coating her face.

From Hana’s stretched lips, more fluids dripped. Cum. Pre-cum. Saliva. Creating a puddle on the tile floor beneath her knees.

Above, Yuna’s world narrowed to the kiss. To his tongue dominating hers. To his hand groping her breast, pinching and twisting her nipple until pleasure and pain blurred together.

Her pussy ground against the back of Hana’s head. Unconsciously. Desperately. Seeking friction. Seeking ’something’.

And in her hazed, pheromone-drunk mind, one thought repeated like a mantra:

’Just a week or so… and I promise… I’ll become a woman that you would appreciate… Gareth.’

But even as she thought his name, her body arched into Raven’s touch. Her tongue started responding. Started kissing back.

“Mmmmhhnnn~~”

Raven grinned against Yuna’s mouth. The softness of her breast in his palm was different from Hana’s. Tight. Firm. Like cotton wrapped around something precious.

Her body wasn’t fatty and thick, made for brutal fucking like Hana’s. No. Yuna was something else entirely. A different kind of adventure. The kind that made his cock throb with a specific, delicious purpose.

’Impregnation.’

The thought settled in his mind like a promise. A gift. The ’perfect’ wedding gift for Gareth.

He could recall it clearly from his previous life—the timeline. Thirty days from now, Gareth would be summoned to the other world. The transmigration would happen on his wedding day. But before that, there would be an engagement ceremony. A ring ceremony. All the traditional bullshit that came before the main event.

And Raven was going to make sure Gareth got a ’very’ special surprise.

A bride. Pregnant. Glowing. Belly just starting to swell with a child that wasn’t his.

The image made Raven’s grin widen. Made his hands move with renewed purpose.

Both palms slid down. Trailing from Yuna’s breasts, over her ribs, her narrow waist, down to her ass. He grabbed. ’Hard’. Fingers digging into the soft flesh. Groping. Kneading. Pulling her cheeks apart just enough to feel the tight pucker of her asshole flex in panic.

“’Mmmph—!’” Yuna’s eyes rolled back. Her whole body shuddered.

But her hands—those delicate, inexperienced hands—grabbed his hair. Fisted in the dark strands like she was trying to prove something. Trying to show him she could ’kiss’. That she wasn’t just some scared virgin.

She was so fucking ’inexperienced’. Her tongue moved clumsily. Chasing his. Trying to keep up. Immature and desperate and ’perfect’.

Raven devoured her. Sucked her lower lip until it swelled. Bit her upper lip until she whimpered. His tongue painted the inside of her mouth—coating her teeth, her palette, every surface with his saliva. His pheromones. Claiming her from the inside out.

Then his hands ’pulled’.

Lifted her hips up. Made her stand on her toes. Her weight shifted entirely into his grip.

And he started moving her.

Up. Down. Up. Down.

Sliding her body along his. Her bare pussy dragging against his clothed abdomen. Her legs trembling. Her tits bouncing with each forced movement.

It looked like he was fucking her. Like his cock was buried inside her virgin cunt and he was using her like a toy.

But the truth was different.

Every time he pulled Yuna’s hips up, Hana’s mouth slid back along his shaft. Every time he pushed Yuna down, Hana’s throat was ’impaled’. Stuffed full. His cockhead battering the back of her throat. Her nose crushing against his pelvis.

“’Glkkk—gkkkhh—hkkk—’”

Hana gagged violently. Her eyes bulged. Tears and spit and pre-cum ran down her face in rivers. Her hands clawed at his thighs, but she didn’t pull away. Didn’t try to escape.

She just ’took it’.

Raven was using Yuna’s lower body as a ’trap’. Using the rhythm of her hips to fuck Hana’s mouth like it was a pussy. Creating a symphony of wet, choking sounds that should’ve been impossible.

But the pheromones made it work.

He leaked them steadily. Not enough to overwhelm. Not enough to make them lose their minds entirely. Just enough to keep them ’aroused’. Addicted. Desperate for more.

He’d learned this technique in his previous life. How to dose. How to condition. How to turn women into perfect, obedient ’sluts’ without breaking their minds so badly they became useless.

Above, Yuna’s kiss became more desperate. Her tongue started ’fighting’ his. Trying to push back. Trying to take some control.

Raven chuckled into her mouth and sucked her tongue ’hard’. Made her squeal.

Below, Hana’s throat convulsed. She was running out of air. Her face was turning purple again.

Casually, without breaking the kiss, Raven wove a thread of magic. Increased the oxygen content in the enclosed stall. Just enough to keep Hana conscious. To let her breathe through her nose even as his cock plugged her throat.

He wasn’t ready for her to pass out yet.

The rhythm increased. Faster. Harder. Yuna’s pussy grinding against the back of Hana’s skull. Her clit dragging through Hana’s hair with each thrust.

“’Mmmnnn—hnnngh—’” Yuna’s moans grew louder. More desperate. Her nails scraped his scalp.

Hana’s throat made obscene ’gluck gluck gluck’ sounds. Spit frothed at the corners of her stretched lips. Her massive tits heaved. The leaked fluid from her nipples mixed with everything else coating her body.

Raven felt it building. The pressure. The heat. His balls tightened. His cock swelled even ’thicker’ inside Hana’s throat, cutting off what little air she was getting through the magic.

Then—

He ’came’.

“’Fuck’—” The word growled against Yuna’s lips.

His cock pulsed. Once. Twice. Three times. Four.

Thick ropes of cum shot directly down Hana’s throat. Straight into her stomach. But there was too much. ’Way’ too much. His incubus biology produced gallons when he wanted it to.

It backed up. Flooded her mouth. Leaked from her nose in thick white streams.

“’HNNNNGGGHH—!’”

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