New World with Four Husbands-Chapter 636: Relieving the warmth [2]

The annoyance Heiren was feeling was not quite jealousy, but it’s close, since he was already craving feeling Coco against him before him, Zaque, and Alhai, agreed to let Quizen satisfy Coco in the meantime.

However, the fact that Quizen got to her first just made the itch in his veins worse.

"We know we sent you in here with her, but you have to let Zaque take his turn, too." Heiren hissed, glaring menacingly at his friend. "How can Zaque have his turn when you’re already tiring her out?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Quizen doesn’t even flinch at Heiren’s interruption. Instead, he leaned down to crush his mouth against Coco’s in a searing kiss, his hips rolling forward with slow, deliberate precision.

The drag of Quizen’s hard length inside her is filthy enough to make Coco’s toes curl.

Quizen’s hands worked to drop Coco’s lower half onto the bed and wrapped her legs around his hips instead, then he kept the pace of his thrust maddeningly steady, unbothered by the third party, as if Heiren isn’t even in the room at all.

The fourth husband pulled his lips away from Coco’s and as soon as he did so, Coco’s delicious sounds erupted from her throat.

"Quizen!" She sobbed out, her nails dragging across the skin of his shoulders. "P-please—!"

"Give her time to breathe, Quizen!" Heiren exclaimed, stomping his way over to the bed and stopping right beside the creaking mattress. "One round should be enough to get rid of the itch, so get off her now!"

Quizen doesn’t stop moving— if anything, his thrusts grow even more deliberate just to spite him.

"Tell Zaque he can wait." The fourth husband muttered against Coco’s throat before nipping at the skin there, making sure that it was strong enough to make her squirm, but not hard enough to truly hurt.

Then, Quizen shot Heiren a glance and kept the eye-contact on him for a moment longer before rolling his length so deep that it made Coco twitch beneath him.

"You see that, Heiren?" Quizen drawled out, shifting his attention to Coco. "That’s not something our wife would do if she’s satisfied."

"P-please don’t fight here...!" Coco gasped out between shaky breaths as she frowned at them, the sight making both of their groin harder than it already was.

Coco was upset that Quizen was slow, but that thought was thrown out of the window when she felt him become harder.

"Ah— Q-Quizen, faster!" She whined, her frown becoming deeper.

A chuckle rumbled in his chest as he obliged without hesitation; his hips snap forward faster and harder, the slap of skin against skin fills the room like punctuation.

"You.. You heard her!" He stammered out, shooting a glare at Heiren. "So, wait."

The sounds that teared from her is enough to make Quizen jaw clench and ignore Heiren’s presence altogether.

It’s a good thing, because the last thing he wants is to let loose a string of profanities— all directed at Heiren and possibly ruin the mood for loving making for their wife.

The irritation is simmering in his gut like wildfire a moment ago, but right now, all that matters is her.

Coco shuddered under Quizen, feeling overstimulated and desperate, but unable to forget that they’re not, in fact, alone inside the room.

She reached out blindly towards the edge of the bed where she knew Heiren had moved over, fingers grasping at thin air as she gasped out her husband’s name.

"H-Heiren.." Coco called out softly, her voice cracking and trembling. "H-help me, please.."

Heiren’s face softens a fraction at the desperate plea— like he can’t resist when she’s like this and he actually doesn’t, so he took a step forward, torn between annoyance and concern.

The mediator’s dark eyes zeroed on her flushed face before his fingers threaded and intertwined with hers as he squeezed her head reassuringly.

"Shh." Heiren hushed her softly. "I’m here, I’m here.. Just focus on Quizen for now, okay?"

His gaze flicks upwards to Quizen over her trembling shoulder. "Don’t tire her out completely and get this over with."

It’s a warning, and a reminder.

Quizen rolled his eyes, but couldn’t deny the command or how his own hips jerk involuntarily in response to Heiren’s words.

"To do that— ah, crap.." Quizen hissed and grunted out as he shot a glare at Heiren, but there was no real malice in his gaze. "You better help her get distracted while I work her over."

He watched as Heiren kneeled down and moved closer to Coco, leaning over the bed to brush his fingers along Coco’s flushed cheek.

Then, Heiren hummed softly as he leaned in, pressing his lips to Coco’s in a gentle kiss.

Heiren’s tongue teased at Coco’s mouth, coaxing her to part her lips for him, and without thinking, she obeyed, her mouth opening on a breathless sigh for him— a surrender that Heiren eagerly took advantage of, slipping his tongue gently past her teeth to taste her.

As his tongue worked over her mouth, Heiren’s fingers slid between her thighs with a slow, deliberate pressure, his touch teasing as he brushed against the swollen, oversensitive flesh.

Coco gasped into his mouth at the sudden sensation, hips jerking involuntarily against Quizen’s hard length.

"Ngh!" Coco broke the kiss, gasping. "T-too much—!"

A smile curled into Heiren’s lips as he nipped at her bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue. "You can take it, wife."

Coco shook her head weakly against the sheets, tears spilling down her temples, her body drowning in sensation and the sight of it made Quizen’s thrusts go deeper.

Heiren isn’t any gentler, with the way his fingers curled just right against that sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs, rubbing tight circles until Coco sobbed openly and loudly.

They know those signs and the sight only makes them even more excited.

Without a word, Heiren leaned in again, cupping Coco’s chin to tilt her face up towards him, his dark gaze roaming over her flushed features.

"You can, Coco."