Demonic Dragon: Harem System-Chapter 764: Sister and General... competing! (R-18)

Xenovia let out a soft laugh, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and desire as she moved closer to the bed. She positioned herself beside Kryssia, who still hovered over Strax like a predator reluctant to accelerate the hunt.

With a fluid movement, Xenovia reached out and began to unbutton Strax's shirt, one button at a time, unhurriedly. Her fingers brushed against the exposed skin as she moved, tracing light lines across his chest, feeling the heat emanating from his exhausted but responsive body.

"You're right," she murmured, leaning in to kiss his newly exposed shoulder.

"Nothing like a little charm to dispel the weariness." The shirt was fully open, revealing his defined torso, marked by old battle scars that seemed only to enhance his strength.

Xenovia slid her hands under the fabric, pushing it aside and down his arms, freeing him completely.

Her lips followed the path of her hands, placing slow, deliberate kisses on his chest, his nipple, descending to his abdomen, where Strax's breathing visibly quickened.

Kryssia, not wanting to be left behind, moved with feline grace, kneeling between his legs on the bed.

Her hands went to Strax's belt, undoing the clasp with a metallic click that echoed in the silent room.

"Let's see how much you can take before you beg for mercy," she teased, her voice hoarse with anticipation. She pulled down the zipper slowly, torturously, and then his pants, along with his underwear, slid down his muscular thighs, exposing him completely.

Strax's member, already semi-erect from the previous touch, throbbed in the open air, and Kryssia smiled as she watched it harden under her hungry gaze.

She leaned down, blowing warm air over his sensitive skin before touching him with her lips—a light kiss at the base, slowly moving up its length, her tongue tracing prominent veins with calculated precision.

Strax groaned softly, his hands digging into the sheets, his body arching involuntarily in search of more.

Xenovia, now kneeling beside him on the bed, finished removing her own blouse, revealing firm, full breasts that swayed slightly as she moved.

She lay down beside Strax, one leg crossed over his, pressing her body against his as she licked and sucked his neck, nibbling his ear.

"Delicious," she whispered, a hand sliding down to gently caress his testicles, massaging them as Kryssia took him into her mouth—slowly, sucking the head with soft suction, her tongue swirling in lazy circles.

Strax breathed heavily, his eyes half-closed in pleasure. "You... are going to kill me like this," he gasped, but the smile on his lips betrayed how much he loved every second.

Kryssia looked up at him, her lips glistening, and increased the pace just a little, swallowing more of him, while Xenovia lowered her hand to join hers, pumping the base with synchronized movements.

The room filled with intimate sounds: muffled moans, the moist sound of Kryssia's mouth, the brushing of skin. They devoured him slowly, savoring every inch of his body like a well-deserved feast, building pleasure in layers, without rushing to climax.

Kryssia deepened the movement, swallowing Strax down to her throat with a guttural moan that vibrated around him, making him arch his back and let out a hoarse grunt of pure pleasure.

Her lips stretched to their limit, she pulled back slowly, leaving a trail of glistening saliva on the rigid length, before plunging in again, her eyes fixed on his with a defiant glint.

Xenovia, feeling the rhythm quicken, frowned slightly, a competitive smile curving her lips.

"Hey, don't be so greedy," she murmured, removing her hand from the base to nudge Kryssia's shoulder. "I started with the shirt. My turn to taste the main course."

Kryssia lifted her head for a moment, her lips swollen and moist, a trickle of saliva connecting her to the throbbing tip of Strax.

"You took the whole thing for yourself," she retorted, her voice husky and provocative, licking her lips before giving a possessive kiss to the head of his member. "I opened the package. Let me enjoy it."

Strax laughed breathlessly, propping himself up on his elbows to watch their struggle, his cock throbbing in the air between them like a contested trophy.

"Girls... there's enough for everyone," he teased, but his voice betrayed how much the competition excited him even more, his body tense with anticipation.

Xenovia completely ignored him, leaning forward and pushing Kryssia aside with her hip, claiming his cock with her hungry mouth.

She swallowed half of it at once, sucking vigorously, her tongue pressing against the underside while massaging his testicles with one hand.

"Mmm... much better like this," she moaned around him, her eyes half-closed in satisfaction, ignoring Kryssia's nudge.

"Oh, no way!" Kryssia countered, unwilling to give in. She quickly repositioned herself, forcing Xenovia to pull back slightly as she licked the exposed side of his penis, tracing prominent veins with the tip of her tongue in quick, provocative movements.

"You suck like it's a military mission. Leave it to me to show you how it's done right." Her lips captured the swollen head as soon as Xenovia released it, sucking with alternating suction—strong and then gentle, swirling her tongue in circles that made Strax groan loudly, his thighs trembling.

Xenovia snorted, laughing through her teeth. "Military? Weren't you the general here? You lick like a hungry kitten. Watch a professional." She thrust in again, pushing Kryssia aside and swallowing deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him entirely for a glorious second, her nose brushing against his pelvis.

"Fuck…" Strax cursed softly, a hand flying to her hair, but Kryssia wasted no time—while Xenovia sucked the main length, she lowered herself further, licking and sucking the testicles with devotion, alternating between them, one hand pumping the base that Xenovia couldn't reach.

Now it was a chaotic and perfect double blowjob: Xenovia devouring the cock with deep, rhythmic plunges, Kryssia alternating between the balls and the base, licking up what was left and occasionally stealing the head for herself with a quick tug.

They nudged each other with their shoulders, exchanging light shoves and muffled laughter, fiercely competing for every inch, saliva running down the length of Strax, mingling in a glistening sheen.

"Mine!" whispered Xenovia, stealing it back.

"Mine now!" retorted Kryssia, diving in to suck both sides at the same time with Xenovia.

Strax was in paradise, moaning uncontrollably, his hips moving involuntarily to fuck their mouths.

"Damn... keep fighting like that... and I won't last," he gasped, pleasure building like a storm, their wet sounds and competitive moans filling the room with an erotic symphony.

They ignored his warnings, lost in the struggle, licking, sucking, and fighting for every drop of pleasure they could wrest from him.

Strax felt the climax approaching like an inevitable wave, his whole body tense like a rope stretched to its limit.

His moans grew hoarser, his hips thrusting upward in uncontrolled spasms as their mouths tormented him mercilessly.

"Fuck... I'm going to... now!" he growled, his hands gripping their hair tightly, his cock swelling even more in the fierce struggle.

Xenovia plunged deep one last time, her throat tightening around him, her eyes locked on Strax's with a victorious glint—she felt the first contractions, ready to claim the prize.

"Mine... all mine..." she murmured around the throbbing flesh, sucking voraciously.

But Kryssia, cunning as always, saw the opportunity at the last second.

With a quick shove on Xenovia's shoulder, she forced her rival aside and swallowed the entire cock, her lips sealed tightly at the base just as Strax exploded.

Hot, thick jets of cum flooded her mouth, filling it to overflowing, dripping down her chin as she groaned in triumph, swallowing what she could and holding the rest in her full cheeks.

Strax roared loudly, his body convulsing in ecstasy, squirting everything inside her—string after string of creamy cum, pulsing violently against her tongue.

Xenovia recoiled, panting, her eyes wide with frustration. "You selfish bitch! It was my turn, damn it!" she cursed, wiping saliva from her chin with the back of her hand, her face flushed with competitive rage. "You stole it all!"

Kryssia slowly raised her head, her lips red and swollen, a wild victory in her eyes. Still kneeling between Strax's trembling legs, she opened her mouth for him—a thick, milky pool of semen covered her tongue, pearly bubbles clinging to the roof of her mouth and teeth, the musky scent filling the air.

She tilted her head back, displaying the trophy like a proud queen, moaning softly at the sheer volume it contained.

"Look... all of my husband's cum... for me," she taunted, her voice muffled by the heavy load, winking at Strax who watched mesmerized, his chest heaving.

But before Kryssia could truly taste or swallow, Xenovia attacked like a panther.

"Not a chance, you greedy slut!" she growled, grabbing Kryssia's face with both hands and pressing her lips to hers in a fierce, dominant kiss.

Their tongues intertwined in a wet, noisy battle, Xenovia greedily sucking the stolen cum, swallowing half of what Kryssia had conquered while saliva and semen dripped down both their chins.

Kryssia resisted for a second, moaning into the kiss, but yielded to the pleasure of the invasion, reciprocating with her tongue to fight for every drop.

Strax watched the scene, his still half-erect penis throbbing with residual excitement, a hoarse laugh escaping between gasps.

"You two... are really proud..." he murmured, reaching out to caress their breasts as they devoured each other, fighting over the salty, warm taste they now shared in a pornographic and possessive kiss.

The room echoed with the wet sounds of the theft, the two finally calming down in a shared moan, tongues licking each other's remains, their bodies pressed together in an erotic and sticky truce.

"Haah..." Kryssia pushed Xenovia away, who felt victorious for having stolen a large part of the cum directly from Kryssia's mouth, "You lost, sucker." She laughed, grabbing Strax's penis in her hand, "I'll go first, bitch!" She said before climbing on top and sitting down forcefully.

"HUUUGGHHTT!!!" He groaned, feeling her sit on his sensitive cock, which had just come.

"Did you like your little sister's pussy?" Xenovia purred, pressing her breasts against his chest and biting his neck. "Enjoy it... give me affection," she ordered.