My Mansion of Gorgeous Maids in Another World-Chapter 36: Threesome

Noctlisa, driven by raw, unfiltered need, sealed her lips around Jett’s tip, licking him.

She didn’t care about appearances—or about the elf woman above her. She sucked him like it was their last night on earth, sliding all the way to the base and whining like a bitch. "N-ngh... Master, give me every inch," she gasped, the wet squelch of her throat echoing in the carriage. Each time she surfaced for air, a needy moan escaped before she peppered his swollen head with kisses.

With her face still tucked beneath his cock, Noctlisa inhaled deeply. "Master’s cock tastes different after dipping into Head Maid’s snatch. That honey‑and‑musk mix ain’t half bad."

"I can smell you too, Noctlisa," Jett chuckled, trying to peek at his second maid, though Mia’s pleading eyes kept stealing his focus. "You two might look and act worlds apart, but your pussies are perfectly in sync." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

The blend of Mia’s honey‑sweet nectar and Noctlisa’s wild‑meadow scent turned the carriage into a silk‑grass clearing. Yeah, that’s the vibe, Jett mused, the aroma pumping him full of need.

Every heartbeat begged him to slam into them both, quick and dirty. Yet Noctlisa had other plans. She released his cock, guided it back into Mia’s elven sheath, then stepped away.

Fabric slapped the floor as she stripped off her maid uniform in a blur, standing proud in nothing but sweat and skin. One leg swung high over her head, striking a perfect pole‑dancer pose that bared her dripping core.

A few days ago, Mia had believed she could rival Noctlisa’s flexibility. Now, watching her, she quietly admitted she was wrong. "I must admit, Master Jett, I cannot go that far," she whispered.

"You’re perfect as you are." Jett kissed her forehead, then let his desire steer him to Noctlisa. He wrapped an arm around her raised leg, teasing her slick entrance before sliding in.

His cock, glazed with both maids’ wetness, filled her tight heat with ease. He bottomed out, pulled back, and slammed home again. A sharp smack of flesh on flesh rang out, windows fogging with their breath, the impact forcing Noctlisa to brace both palms against the window while her leg hooked over his shoulder.

The relentless schlick‑schlick of his pistoning hips drowned out her ragged breathing. "I’m coming," he growled, grip tightening on her hip as Noctlisa spasmed, her nails clawing at the glass.

"Aye, Master—ride me harder!" she barked, pussy clamping hungrily.

He poured himself into her, thick spurts coating her womb. Even as her walls milked him for more, he slipped out, set her foot down, and pinned her to the glass.

Her legs parted on reflex, and he shoved back in, pounding her while locking onto her aqua eyes. Lips crashed; he stole her breath just as his cock stretched her again and again.

Needing an edge in this private war, Noctlisa hooked both legs around his waist, trapping herself between the window and her master’s relentless hips. When his cock swelled and erupted a second time, he eased her down, then tipped her chin up.

"I’ll be waiting for the day you go truly wild on me," he smirked. "I’ll tame that berserker bitch inside you."

Her heart hammered. "A‑aye, Master..."

Jett laced his fingers with hers and led her to Mia, who’d been frozen like a statue, watching every thrust. She blinked as he approached, longing for his touch again.

"Both of you—get on the bed, all fours," he ordered.

"As you command, Master Jett!" Mia brightened.

"Aye!" Noctlisa echoed.

They crawled onto the mattress, asses swaying with each step—Mia’s round, alabaster cheeks a striking contrast to Noctlisa’s heart‑shaped, cocoa bottom. When they arched their backs and glanced over their shoulders, Jett was already naked and eager.

He drove into Mia first, burying himself to the hilt while gliding a single finger into Noctlisa’s soaked slit and curling it to scratch that sweet spot. Mia, usually regal, dissolved into raw profanity. "Y‑yes... please, Master Jett—claim me!" she shrieked, each word punching the air in time with his thrusts. Noctlisa, who had only ever witnessed Mia’s serene poise, found herself unsettled by this feral display—as if she were losing the sheets-to-sheets competition, a fierce tug of jealousy knotting her stomach.

Feeling much overshadowed, Noctlisa rolled onto her side, presenting her ass to Mia’s face. She’s not stealing him from me. Her hips bucked in frustration, a needy slap of wet heat against his thigh. "Master, spoon me from behind," she demanded. "Stretch me inside and out!"

"Sweet." Jett withdrew from Mia and lined up behind Noctlisa, lifting her leg high while his free hand claimed a breast. His cock slid back into her slick heat; each pump made her stretch farther than before.

A few thrusts later, Mia popped up between them, stealing Jett’s lips in a hungry kiss. Their mingled moans meshed with the rhythmic thwap of skin, a primal drum that filled the carriage. Neither woman cared about each other—only about monopolizing their master’s attention.

By night’s end, Jett collapsed onto his emperor‑sized bed, drained yet still half‑hard—proof that even the chamber’s enchantments couldn’t match his appetite. His maids fared no better; after pushing past cramps and exhaustion in their bid to win this first battle of sheets, they tumbled beside him, and the three of them drifted into dreamless sleep.

They looked so sweetly spent that, if a third maid walked in, she’d see nothing but three lovers wrapped in afterglow. The thick, musky air, however, would tell her their coupling had been anything but gentle. Whether by fortune or not, the third maid hadn’t been chosen yet, leaving this first battle of sheets—and its finale—a secret shared only by Master Jett and his two maids.

Outside, the Dark Ink Steeds dozed on, blissfully unaware.

Now and then, the four Dark Ink Steeds mused that the carriage might be as vast as the mansion—perhaps that was why Master Jett and his maids still hadn’t emerged. The notion drifted away as quickly as it came; the day was fair, and they were content to lounge in the shade.