Multiverse's Holy Right

The steam clung to their bodies like a second skin, the heat of the shower long forgotten beneath the fever of their desire. Erica's fingers, still slick with water, traced the curve of Roy's jaw before sliding possessively down his chest. Her golden eyes burned with a challenge—take more, give more.

Liliana, still trembling from her first climax, watched as Roy's hands roamed Erica's body with a familiarity that made her stomach tighten. She had never seen him like this—unrestrained, his muscles taut with need, his voice rough with command.

Erica nipped at his lower lip, her breath hot against his mouth. "You're holding back, my lord."

Roy's grip on her hip tightened. "Am I?"

She grinned, rolling her hips against him, relishing the way his cock twitched against her thigh. "You haven't even taken Lily properly yet."

Liliana's breath hitched at the words. Taken. The thought sent a fresh wave of heat between her legs.

Roy turned to her, his gaze darkening as he took in her flushed skin, her parted lips, the way her nipples twitched under his scrutiny. "You want that, Lily?" His voice was a low rumble, the kind that made her knees weak.

She swallowed, nodding. "Y-Yes."

Erica's fingers tangled in Liliana's silver hair, tugging just enough to make her gasp. "Use your words, sweetheart."

"I want you," Liliana whispered, then firmer, "I want you inside me."

Roy's restraint snapped.

In one swift motion, he lifted her, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the wide marble bench against the wall. The cool surface against her back made her shiver, but Roy's body was scorching as he settled between her thighs.

Erica didn't let her feel left out—she pressed against Roy's back, her hands roaming his shoulders before sliding down to tease Liliana's breasts. "Look at you," she murmured, pinching a nipple just hard enough to make Liliana arch. "So eager for him."

Roy didn't wait. He guided himself to Liliana's entrance, his eyes locked onto hers as he pushed in—slow, deliberate, letting her feel every inch.

Liliana's nails dug into his arms, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He was big, stretching her in ways she'd never experienced, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.

"Breathe," Roy murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Just breathe, Lily."

She obeyed, exhaling shakily as he bottomed out inside her. The stretch burned, but beneath it was a deep, aching fullness that made her moan.

Erica's lips found Roy's shoulder, her teeth grazing his skin as she watched Liliana's face. "She's so tight," she purred. "Bet she's never been experienced soemthing like this before."

Roy groaned, his hips rolling experimentally, drawing a whimper from Liliana. "Fuck—you feel perfect."

Then he moved.

Liliana cried out as he pulled nearly all the way out before thrusting back in, the rhythm brutal in its precision. Erica's hands were everywhere—cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding down to where Roy was joined with her, teasing her clit in time with his thrusts.

"That's it," Erica coaxed, her voice dripping with wicked delight. "Let him ruin you."

Liliana was being ruined. Roy's pace was relentless, each snap of his hips driving her higher, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter inside her. She could feel the way his muscles strained beneath her fingers, the way his breath grew ragged against her neck.

"Roy—!" Her voice broke as the pressure crested, her body clamping down around him in a sudden, violent climax.

Roy cursed, his rhythm faltering as she clenched around him. "Fuck, Lily—again?"

Erica laughed, low and throaty. "She's greedy, isn't she?"

Liliana could only gasp as Roy's thrusts grew rougher, chasing his own release. Erica's fingers returned to her clit, circling mercilessly, dragging out her pleasure until she was sobbing from oversensitivity.

Roy's grip on her hips turned bruising. "Look at me," he demanded.

Liliana forced her eyes open, meeting his darkened gaze just as he slammed into her one last time, his groan raw as he spilled inside her.

For a moment, the only sound was their ragged breathing, the steady drip of water around them.

Then Erica smirked, running a finger through the mess between Liliana's thighs before bringing it to her lips. "Delicious."

Roy chuckled, pressing a kiss to Liliana's trembling lips. "Still with us?"

Liliana could only nod, her body boneless, her mind hazy with pleasure.

Erica stretched lazily, her golden eyes gleaming. "Good. Because we're just getting started."

And as the steam curled around them, Roy's hands began to wander again—because this night was far from over.

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