Demonic Dragon: Harem System-Chapter 791: Sex in Prison (R-18)

Daniela and Cassandra exchanged a glance over Strax's body, a mixture of rivalry and complicity that only years of shared experiences could forge.

His command was like a trigger. They didn't argue. They didn't need to.

Daniela, with a predatory smile on her lips, slid her tongue one last time along Strax's rigid length, licking slowly from base to tip, where a drop of pre-ejaculate glistened in the dim torchlight.

She sucked it with an audible snap, drawing in the salty liquid as if it were forbidden nectar, before pulling back slightly, her lips swollen and moist.

"Right, is it?" she murmured, her eyes fixed on his, challenging. "Then watch."

Cassandra, without wasting time, positioned herself beside her, her breasts brushing against Daniela's arm as she lowered herself.

Together, they attacked: Daniela swallowed half of Strax's cock again, her mouth hot and greedy, her tongue swirling in tight circles around the glans.

Cassandra, more aggressive, licked the base and his balls, sucking one at a time with a suction that made Strax arch his back involuntarily. Her hands intertwined on his thighs, nails digging lightly into his skin, marking territory.

Strax groaned softly, his fists clenched against the cold stone floor of the cell. "Fuck... yes, like that," he growled, his deep voice echoing in the empty corridor. The guards, now petrified outside, pretended not to hear—or didn't dare interrupt.

The two women synchronized their rhythm as if they had rehearsed. Daniela went down deep, her relaxed throat swallowing as far as she could, her throat contracting in spasms that massaged each pulsating vein.

Cassandra climbed on top, licking the exposed shaft with wide, wet licks, saliva running down his testicles and dripping onto the floor.

They switched positions fluidly: Cassandra swallowed everything now, her nose pressed against his belly, while Daniela sucked his balls, one hand pumping the base with firm, quick strokes.

"You... are going to fuck my soul out," Strax growled, a large hand reaching down to grab Daniela's hair, guiding her back to his cock while Cassandra licked his perineum, the tip of her tongue brushing dangerously close to his anus.

The smell of sex filled the cell—sweat, excitement, Strax's musky scent mingled with the floral perfume of the women.

Daniela lifted her face for a second, strands of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. "We're not done yet, love. Lift that ass. I want to eat you whole."

Cassandra chuckled softly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "My turn on top now." She stood up, pulling off her makeshift skirt, revealing her shaved and soaked pussy, her swollen lips glistening with lust. She mounted Strax's face unceremoniously, rubbing her clitoris against his mouth. "Lick it. Show that you miss us."

Strax obeyed, his tongue invading her deeply, sucking the sweet honey that flowed from her as Daniela rode his cock, inch by inch, moaning loudly as she felt him stretch her to the limit.

"Ah, fuck... you're so thick, darling! Months without this... fuck me like it's the last time!"

The rhythm quickened: Daniela bouncing wildly, breasts swaying, hands on his shoulders for support; Cassandra writhed against his face, muffled moans as he devoured her, fingers thrust into her vagina alongside his tongue. Their bodies collided with wet smacking sounds, the cell echoing with grunts, lewdness, and the sound of flesh against flesh. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The guards? They'd forgotten the world. One discreetly adjusted his trousers, the other bit his lip, silently envious.

Strax, on the edge, grabbed Daniela's ass and thrust upwards with brute force, fucking her like an animal. "I'm going to fill you both... now!"

Daniela came first, her body convulsing, nails digging into him, screaming his name.

Cassandra followed, squirting into his mouth, wetting his face and chest with a hot, abundant gush that Strax swallowed eagerly, his tongue still working on her clitoris as she trembled, her thighs squeezing his ears like a vise. Strax exploded inside Daniela, hot, thick jets filling her to overflowing, semen running down her thighs in viscous strands, mingling with her sweat and juices. He roared against Cassandra's vagina, the muffled sound vibrating inside her and prolonging her orgasm.

The three figures collapsed in a sweaty, panting tangle on the cold cell floor, chests heaving, sticky skin clinging to one another.

Daniela, still mounted on him, felt the last contractions of Strax's cock pulsing inside her, leaking everywhere. Cassandra slid to the side, licking her swollen lips, flushed face, and disheveled hair.

But Cassandra wasn't content just watching someone else climax. With a firm—almost rude—push, she pulled Daniela away from Strax's hips, making her sister fall to the side with a surprised little cry and a breathless laugh, his semen still dripping from her exposed pussy.

"My turn, sis," Cassandra growled, her eyes blazing with possessive jealousy and pure lust. "That cock is mine now. It has to do a good job inside me... or I'll rip it off and use it myself."

Daniela laughed, rolling to the side and propping herself up on her elbow, legs spread wide, displaying the creamy mess Strax had left on her. "Tsk, you selfish bitch."

Strax, his cock still hard and glistening with semen and fluids, raised a golden eyebrow, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Always fighting over my cock... come here, Cass. Show me what you want."

Cassandra didn't waste any time. She pushed Strax back, her hands firmly on his shoulders, mounting him like a wild Amazon. She grasped the thick base of his cock—still slippery from Daniela's pleasure—and aligned it with her swollen pussy, rubbing the glans against her honeyed lips before slowly descending, inch by inch, moaning loudly as she felt him fill her completely. "Ahhh, fuck... yes! So deep... you stretch me out, Strax! Do your job right, fuck this pussy like it's your property!"

She began to bounce with brute force, her ass slamming against his thighs with loud cracks, her large breasts bouncing violently. Hands on his chest for support, nails digging in, she gyrated in circles, rubbing her clitoris against his pubic bone with each thrust. "Harder! Fill me like you filled her... mark my pussy with your hot milk!"

Strax grunted, his large hands gripping her ass, spreading her buttocks and thrusting upwards with powerful strokes, fucking her from below like a piston. "Damn, Cass... you're fucking tight... suck my whole cock!" He hit deep, hitting her cervix, making her scream and squirt slightly with each thrust.

Daniela, not to be left out, crawled closer, sucking on Cassandra's breasts as she rode, nibbling at her hard nipples. One of her hands went down to rub her sister's clitoris, the other slipping two fingers into Strax's ass to stimulate him from behind. "Go on, sis... cum on him. But let Strax fill you up first."

The guards groaned audibly now, one of them cumming in his pants with a muffled sigh, the other cursing softly with envy.

Cassandra sped up, sweat flying, her pussy contracting in spasms. "I'm going to come... fuck me, Strax! Give me your cum now!" She exploded first, her body convulsing, squirting forcefully onto his cock, wetting her belly and thighs. Strax came soon after, powerful jets filling her until it overflowed, mixing with her honey.

She collapsed on top of him, kissing him hungrily, while Daniela licked up the excess from both of them, the three laughing exhaustedly.

Outside the cell, the corridor seemed suspended in an artificial silence—that kind of quiet that only exists when nobody knows exactly where to look or what to pretend not to see.

One of the guards, the youngest, had leaned in just a little too far. It wasn't conscious intention. It was stupid curiosity, the kind that arises on its own. His eyes lingered on the bars for a fraction of a second longer than they should have… and he saw enough.

His eyes widened.

He paled.

And immediately he turned his face so forcefully that he almost dislocated his neck.

"By all the gods…" he murmured, swallowing hard.

The other guard, noticing the sudden panic, frowned.

"What? What is it?"

The first didn't answer immediately. He just rubbed his face with his hand, as if trying to erase the image from his mind. Then he took a step back, leaning against the cold stone wall.

"No… don't look," he said in a low voice. "Seriously. Don't look."

That, of course, was the worst possible advice.

The second guard hesitated for half a second… and then did the exact opposite. A quick glance. An irreversible mistake.

He saw intertwined bodies, heard muffled laughter, felt the atmosphere too heavy to be mistaken for anything else—and immediately turned away as well, almost tripping over his own spear.

The two now had their backs to the cell, staring at the wall as if it were the most interesting thing ever built by civilization.

The silence between them lasted a few awkward seconds.

"…"

"…"

Then the older one cleared his throat.

"We…" he began, choosing his words with extreme care, "…didn't see anything."

The younger man nodded too quickly.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing."

They exchanged a sideways glance, the kind of glance that carries envy, disbelief, and bitter resignation.

"Even so…" murmured the young man, almost against his will, "…what a lucky bastard."

The other let out a tired sigh.

"Lucky?" he repeated. "Imprisoned for multiple murders, dangerous as a natural disaster… and yet…"

He shook his head slowly.

"Some men are born with everything."

"Others are born to be prison guards," replied the young man bitterly.