Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!-Chapter 172 - : : Lysandra’s Turn!
Lysandra’s crimson eyes fluttered open as Aiden’s gaze settled on her.
Her jade skin, usually serene, flushed a soft green.
"I was waiting for you, Sir Aiden." Her voice, a silken whisper, held a quiet certainty.
Aiden smiled, his fingers already tracing the delicate fabric of her nightgown.
It slid away with a soft whisper, pooling around her waist, revealing the smooth expanse of her skin.
Her bra followed, a soft click, freeing her heavy, round breasts, their dark nipples already puckered.
Then her panties, peeling away from her generous hips, exposing the dark, inviting delta between her thighs.
Lysandra, now gloriously naked, shifted, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him down into a deep, consuming kiss.
Her lips were soft, yielding, tasting of unspoken desire.
He broke the kiss, his hand settling gently on her still-flat tummy, feeling the faint flutter of life within. "Ly, I can’t wait to meet them."
Her hand, cool and slender, covered his.
"Me too. I want to meet our twin babies." Her voice softened, a rare vulnerability in her tone.
He lowered his head, pressing a tender kiss to her belly. "You’re doing so well, Ly. Carrying our children, so strong, so regal."
He kissed her again, his lips finding hers, his hand cupping a heavy breast, squeezing, pinching, twisting the sensitive peak.
"Mmmph... Sir... yes..." A soft moan escaped her lips, her body arching slightly under his touch.
"Sir," Lysandra whispered, her voice a little breathless, her crimson eyes gleaming with a newfound boldness. "Let me try one of your poses you made the others do."
Aiden chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. "Ever heard of reverse cowgirl?"
She shook her head, a playful glint in her eyes. "But I want to try."
"It’s the same as you riding me on your own," Aiden explained, his thumb stroking her inner thigh, making her shiver.
"But in this pose, you’ll face away from me. Your back will be facing my face. And you need to move harder."
Lysandra nodded intently, her lips curving into a slow, knowing smile. "Let’s try."
He chuckled again, then took a nipple into his mouth, suckling hard, making her tremble.
She arched her back, her fingers tangling in his white hair, pulling him closer, urging him on.
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Aiden now laid on his back, his cock, thick and throbbing, jutting proudly.
Lysandra straddled his lap, facing away from him, her lush, wet pussy hovering just above his shaft.
She began to rub her pussy against him, a slow, sensual grind.
"Mmmph... Sir... does that feel good?" Her voice was a low purr.
"More than good, Ly," Aiden growled, his hips twitching beneath her. "You feel incredible."
Lysandra reached lower, her fingers finding his cock, guiding its head to her entrance.
She paused, her breath catching, then pushed down, slowly, deliberately.
A wet, squelching sound filled the air as he slid inside her.
"Finally," She moaned, her body shuddering. "You’re inside me again."
She began to bounce on his dick, slowly at first, then with increasing fury.
Aiden growled in pleasure, his hands reaching for her waist, cupping her curves, guiding her rhythm.
Her breasts, heavy and round, bounced enticingly with each hop, her golden hair a wild cascade around her.
"Oh, Sir! Yes! This feels so good!" Lysandra moaned furiously, her voice thick with desire, her hips slamming down onto him. "Harder! Faster!"
He squeezed her ass, pushing her down, pulling her up, her pussy milking him with every thrust.
The bed groaned a rhythmic protest beneath them.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter within her.
"Ahhh! Sir! I’m... I’m coming!" she cried out, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around him, milking him dry.
Aiden, though close, held back, his body trembling beneath her. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Lysandra, breathless and spent, slowly slid off his cock, her legs weak.
She turned, her crimson eyes meeting his, a triumphant glint in their depths.
She then shifted, positioning herself in the sixty-nine pose, her luscious ass presented to his face, her pussy, glistening and swollen, hovering just above his mouth.
"Your treat, Sir," She purred, her fingers wrapping around his now-softening cock, stroking it gently.
She began to lick him like an ice cream, swirling her tongue around the tip, then slowly working her way down the shaft, her throat bobbing rhythmically.
"Thank you for the food, Ly." Aiden’s voice was hoarse with desire.
He plunged his face into her wetness, his tongue flicking out, tasting her, a rich, musky sweetness.
He licked, sucked, and fingered her, his middle finger plunging deep inside her, working in and out.
Lysandra moaned, her head bobbing furiously, her tongue swirling around his cock, sucking him deeper into her mouth.
Aiden inserted his thumb into her asshole, pressing gently, then pushing it inside, while his tongue continued its assault on her clit.
"Mmmph! Oh, Sir! Yes! Both! So good" Lysandra’s words were muffled, lost in the rhythmic movements.
They continued their synchronized dance, a symphony of sounds and sensations.
His hips bucked, her head bobbed, their bodies intertwined in a perfect, sensual loop.
The tension built, a sweet, agonizing pressure building within both of them.
"Oh, Sir! I’m... I’m going to... ahhh!" Lysandra cried out, her body convulsing, her mouth tightening around his cock as her climax hit.
A torrent of hot, sweet fluid erupted from her pussy, coating Aiden’s face, filling his mouth.
At the very same moment, Aiden groaned, a deep, guttural roar, his hips thrusting upwards with a final, powerful surge.
His own climax washed over him, a hot, thick gush of semen filling Lysandra’s mouth, coating her tongue.
She swallowed, a surprised gasp escaping her, the taste of him filling her senses.
They lay tangled, panting, their bodies slick with sweat and their mingled fluids.
Lysandra slowly pulled away from his now-softening cock, a string of saliva connecting them before breaking.
Her face was flushed, her lips glistening, a faint smear of his cum on her chin.
Aiden, still breathless, stroked her cheek. "You did well, Ly. Very well."
Lysandra smiled, a radiant, happy smile, her crimson eyes shining.
She turned and leaned down, kissing his forehead, then his lips, tasting their shared essence.
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Aiden flipped her onto her back, his cock, still hard and throbbing, re-entering her slick pussy.
Lysandra gasped, her legs flying up, and Aiden rested her legs on his shoulders.
"Oh, Sir! Don’t stop! Please!" She pleaded, her voice raw with passion.
He began to penetrate her furiously, his hips slamming into hers with relentless force.
He cupped her heavy breasts, suckling one nipple, drawing it deep into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.
"Ahhh! Sir! Yes! Like that!" She moaned, her fingers tangling in his white hair, petting him, urging him on.
He fucked her mercilessly, his thrusts growing harder, faster, deeper. Her moans were constant, a continuous stream of pure pleasure and desperate cries.
He suckled her breast until her nipple was swollen and red, while his other hand squeezed and twisted the other.
Finally, what felt like an eternity, he climaxed inside her, a hot, thick gush filling her.
At the same moment, Lysandra cried out, her body convulsing, her pussy milking him dry as she climaxed around him.
Aiden, though not entirely spent, saw the exhaustion in her eyes.
She lay beneath him, breathless, a serene smile on her lips, already drifting off to sleep.
He gently pulled out, his cock slick with her juices and his cum. He kissed her forehead, a soft, tender gesture.
"Sleep, Ly," He whispered. "Good night, my beautiful Ly."
He gently covered her with a sheet, then turned his gaze to Venya.
Her pale, molten-glowing skin, the fiery red patterns tracing her body, seemed to pulse even in sleep.
Her crimson hair fanned out around her, and her dark wings, folded delicately, shimmered faintly.
Her large, proud breasts rose and fell rhythmically. Aiden knew she wasn’t truly asleep.
"Venya," Aiden whispered, his voice a low, teasing rumble that sent a shiver through her.
Her amber eyes, with their flicker of red, snapped open, wide and startled. A deep blush, like molten lava, spread across her pale cheeks, making the fiery patterns on her skin glow brighter.
"My Lord," She breathed, her voice a soft, surprised gasp.
Aiden chuckled, a low, knowing sound. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a slow, deliberate kiss.
Her lips were soft, yielding, tasting faintly of fire and anticipation.
His tongue, warm and insistent, traced the delicate curve of her upper lip, then sought entry, plunging inside, exploring the slick warmth of her mouth.
He felt her sigh, a soft surrender, as her arms, almost involuntarily, came up to encircle his neck, pulling him closer.
As their kiss deepened, Aiden’s hands moved with practiced ease, untying the delicate ribbons of her silk gown.
The fabric slid away, pooling around her hips, revealing the full glory of her body.
Her huge breasts, full and proud, rose before him, their tips already taut and eager.
He broke the kiss, a soft pop echoing in the quiet room, and lowered his head, his mouth finding one engorged nipple.
He suckled deeply, a primal sound of satisfaction tearing from her throat. His other hand went to work on the other nipple, pinching, squeezing, twisting the delicate flesh between his fingers.
"A-aah... My Lord... yes!" Her hips began to writhe beneath him, a slow, sensual grind.
He continued his ministrations, alternating between the two, drawing out her pleasure. He felt her body tense, a shiver running through her.
He tasted her skin, the subtle scent of her arousal, a musky sweetness that drove him wild. Her hands tangled in his white hair, pulling gently, urging him on.
"Please... more... My Lord... Venya wants more..." Her voice was a breathless whisper.
He lifted his head, his eyes burning into hers.
He moved down, positioning himself at her entrance, his hard cock pressing against her slick, wet folds. The soft, rhythmic shlicking sound of his cock brushing against her clit was an intoxicating promise.
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END OF Chapter : 172 : LYSANDRA’S TURN!
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