Supreme Hunter of Beautiful Souls-Chapter 439: Competition (R-18)

Irelia intensified the rhythm, her lips stretched to their maximum around Kael's throbbing thickness, sucking with a voracious hunger that made her teeth lightly graze the sensitive skin, a delicious threat of pain mixed with pleasure.

She swallowed him whole with each thrust, her throat contracting in rhythmic spasms that massaged him like a tight, hot fist, while her tongue pressed against the underside of his cock, tracing the swollen veins with quick, precise licks.

The hot water cascaded over her face, trickling from the corners of her mouth, mixing with the thick saliva that leaked from the sides, creating a wet, obscene sound—gluck, gluck, gluck—that echoed in the smoky bathroom.

Kael was broken, his knees trembling, his hands gripping her hair with desperate force, guiding her mercilessly now, fucking her mouth as if it were his last anchor in the world.

"Fuck... Irelia... don't stop..." he finally groaned, his voice hoarse and broken, the stubborn silence surrendering to chaos. His hips thrust forward involuntarily, slamming against her lips, his balls hitting her chin with each deep thrust.

Amelia laughed softly against his neck, her teeth now sunk into the base of his shoulder, marking the skin with a possessive bite that drew blood, licking it with her tongue while her hand moved down to squeeze his testicles, rolling them between her fingers with cruel and perfect pressure.

"That's it, love... fuck her mouth. Fill that little whore with cum. She wants it as much as you do," she whispered, her voice laden with sweet venom, her breasts pressed against his back, her hard nipples brushing against his skin like embers.

Irelia moaned loudly around his cock, her eyes lifted to meet Kael's, tears of effort and lust streaming down her face mixed with water, but the glint in them was pure defiance—"Come for me, you weakling."

She quickened her pace, one hand encircling the base of his cock to pump what her mouth couldn't reach, squeezing tightly as she sucked on the glans as if she wanted to rip his soul out of it.

Her throat opened wider, swallowing him to the brim, her nose pressed against his pubic bone, inhaling his musky scent as she vibrated with a guttural groan.

It was too much. Kael's body froze, the muscles in his thighs hardening like iron, a guttural roar escaping his throat as the orgasm hit him like lightning. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Fuck... I'm coming!" he growled, his hips writhing uncontrollably. Thick, hot jets of cum exploded into Irelia's mouth, filling her throat in violent pulses—one, two, three, four—so abundant that they overflowed the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin and mingling with the falling water.

She swallowed what she could, gulping audibly, her throat working in spasms to suck up every drop, her tongue licking voraciously to waste nothing, even as his cock throbbed and spurted more.

Amelia groaned in approval, licking the blood from his shoulder as she massaged his empty testicles, squeezing out the last remnants. "Now… you have to wash us…"

Irelia finally pulled away with a wet pop, her lips swollen and red, a thick string of cum and saliva connecting her mouth to Kael's still-sensitive glans.

She swallowed the rest with a triumphant smile, licking her lips slowly, her eyes fixed on him. "See? You didn't even have to beg that much."

Irelia rose slowly, her knees still weak from the effort, but the smile on her lips was one of absolute victory, her eyes shining with a renewed fire as she licked the last trace of semen from the corner of her mouth.

The water ran down her naked body, highlighting her firm, full breasts, her nipples pink and hard as precious stones, begging for attention. Without a word, she moved forward, pressing her body against Kael's, who was still panting, his semi-erect penis throbbing sensitively against his stomach.

Amelia, always the instigator, slid to his side with feline grace, biting his earlobe one last time before whispering hoarsely: "Your turn to reciprocate, love. Wash us properly... or better yet, make us come first." She gently pushed him down, making him sit on the shallow edge of the tub, his back against the heated stone wall, his legs spread wide enough to accommodate them.

The two positioned themselves between his open thighs, facing him, their bodies wet and glistening under the cascading shower.

Irelia mounted first, one leg on each side of one of his thighs, her shaved and swollen pussy rubbing directly against the muscular skin of Kael's right leg.

She moaned softly at the contact, the fleshy lips of her vulva parting to envelop the firm flesh, already slippery with her own honey.

Amelia followed suit on his left thigh, rubbing herself more voraciously, her protruding clitoris tracing hot, wet lines across his skin, leaving viscous trails of arousal that the water could barely wash away.

"Ah, fuck... this is perfect," Amelia moaned, her hips undulating in slow, deliberate circles, rubbing her soaked pussy against him as if she wanted to mark him with her scent.

Her juices flowed abundantly, lubricating the friction, her swollen clitoris throbbing with each brush.

Irelia was more precise, as always—rhythmic up-and-down movements, the entrance to her pussy throbbing and contracting against the bulge of his thigh, her inner lips parting to suck in the skin, moaning through clenched teeth: "Feel how wet I am for you... stay hard for me."

Kael, still dizzy from his orgasm, felt his cock harden again at the mere sight and touch of them—their hot, slippery pussies masturbating against his thighs, their moans echoing in the steam.

They took his hands at the same time, urgently guiding them to their breasts.

Kael's palm enveloped Irelia's left breast, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh, the hardened nipple poking his palm like an ignition button. Amelia forced his other hand against her full, heaving breasts, the sensitive nipples brushing against his fingers.

"Squeeze... suck them, Kael," Amelia ordered, arching her back to push her breasts against him, her hips quickening the friction against his thigh, her pussy throbbing and squirting a little hot fluid with each fierce rub.

Irelia leaned forward, pushing her nipple directly into his mouth.

"Suck. Now." Kael obeyed instinctively, his lips closing around the pink nipple, sucking hungrily, his tongue swirling and licking while nibbling lightly.

She cried out in pleasure, her hips thrusting faster against his thigh, her swollen pussy sliding with a wet squish, her parted lips swallowing his flesh as if it were a cock.

"Yes... like that... bite harder!"

Amelia didn't hold back, turning his face towards her with a possessive tug on his hair, shoving her nipple into Kael's mouth.

He alternated now, voraciously sucking one breast after the other—sucking Irelia with long, deep licks, then Amelia with sharp bites that made her howl, his teeth digging in just enough to leave red marks.

"Damn, that's delicious... suck it like it's my own pussy, you rascal!" Amelia growled, her hips pounding against his thigh, her swollen clitoris rubbing frantically, juices streaming down Kael's leg.

They rubbed against each other with utter abandon, their throbbing, soaked pussies leaving his thighs glistening with honey, their moans mingling with the sound of the water—Irelia grinding her teeth in controlled ecstasy, Amelia cursing obscenities as she came first, her body convulsing, squirting a hot jet against his skin.

"I'm... coming! Fuck me, Kael... your leg is fucking me up!" Irelia came soon after, digging her nails into his shoulders, her pussy contracting in violent spasms, thick honey flowing abundantly as she screamed his name.

Kael held them firmly by the breasts, sucking and squeezing relentlessly, his cock now fully hard again, throbbing in the air between them, begging for more as they trembled in his lap, breathless and insatiable.

"It's not over yet..." Irelia murmured, her eyes half-closed with lust, already repositioning herself for the next round.

They were both still panting, their bodies trembling in the aftermath of their orgasm, but the air between them crackled with a new tension—competitive, fierce, like two predators fighting over their prey.

Irelia was the first to move, her flaming eyes fixed on Kael's cock, now purple and throbbing again, pointing upwards like a spear ready for battle.

She slid a possessive hand down his thigh, her fingers brushing the base of his pulsating member, squeezing lightly as if claiming it.

"Me first," she growled, her voice low and authoritative, leaning forward until her still-throbbing pussy brushed against his swollen glans, her wet lips parting in invitation, dripping hot honey onto him.

"I made you come in my mouth... now fuck me like I deserve. Shove that cock all the way into my tight pussy."

Amelia snorted disdainfully, pushing Irelia's shoulder hard enough to make her stagger, her breasts swaying as she positioned herself in front, straddling Kael's thigh and aligning her own pussy—plumper, more greedy, her thick lips opening to swallow the head of his cock with just the weight of her body.

"Dream on, bitch. He's mine. I marked him with my bites, I squeezed those balls until they were dry. Spread your legs and let me sit on that cock first—I'll ride him until he fills me with cum again." She lowered herself a little, just enough for the glans to penetrate her slippery entrance, moaning loudly as his cock stretched her, the juices running down its length.

"Feel this, Kael? My pussy is sucking you in... fuck me first, baby. Make me scream."

Kael grunted, his hands still on their breasts, squeezing tightly as he watched them fight like lionesses in heat, his cock throbbing painfully inside Amelia's partially open pussy, begging to go deep.

"You two... fuck, choose one or you'll fight forever?" he taunted, his voice hoarse, his hips instinctively rising to fuck her a little more in her heat.