Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 49

July 31, 2021

NOTE: This chapter is steamy, and next chapter is possibly even steamier.

Hope you enjoy! 

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- CHAPTER 49 - Surprise

I sighed, trying to think about how best to respond to Ms. Miriam’s clarification about her concern not being in regards to regular people overhearing our conversation. Implying she was much more worried about a supernatural individual hearing, who might be interested to find out that she was an immortal succubus, or that she was solely protecting a dimensional gate that could unleash a literal apocalypse on our world, if the barrier was ever removed.

I took another deep breath. “That makes much more sense,” I said simply, hoping to discreetly confirm that I understood now. “But anyway, yes. I do need you to teach me magic. And I also need your help with that stone.” I paused. “And honestly, there are probably ways in which I need your help that I don’t even realize yet. So, I kind of can’t afford to reject you, no matter what you do, or don’t do. And with the stone thing, I’m not about to make a request that could put your life in danger.”

Ms. Miriam was quiet for a few seconds. “That…” She hesitated. “That makes me feel a little bit better.”

I frowned at that, kind of wanting to emphasize that there were obviously certain things I’d prefer she did differently, but unable to bring myself to say it, considering everything else I’d just said was entirely true.

And sure, I knew I could theoretically demand she do all those things for me anyway, while abstaining from sex with others. But if I wanted her to continue respecting and trusting me, then it would have to be her own decision.

Otherwise, I really didn’t have any right to dictate how she live her life, and no way in hell did I want her to end up risking her own safety, because she was concerned about how I’d feel with her using a random guy as a scapegoat, when she tried to dispel the powerful blood curse that would have otherwise killed me.

And fuck, the idea that she’d have to sincerely do that really sucked.

But what could I do? What could I say?

Because as far as I was aware of, the scapegoat situation, in particular, wasn’t something we could easily get around without her risking her own life.

I sighed heavily, really just not knowing what to say.

“Kai,” Ms. Miriam said gently, in response to my sigh.

“Yeah?”

Her tone became more affectionate, but also began sounding a little somber too. “You’re the first person. After all this time, you’re the first person I might actually be able to have a real relationship with. Someone I can truly be with and not worry about whether or not I might hurt them, from being too low on energy.” She paused. “And that…well, it kind of makes me afraid. I’m afraid of losing you. Afraid of you not wanting to be with me. This is literally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me, to an extreme degree, and I’m honestly a little terrified of messing it up.” She sighed. “Like, I don’t know if you’ve even really thought it through, but I sort of have a lot of baggage. Stuff that might make you change your mind about me. Stuff that might make you disgusted at me, for one reason or another.”

“Stuff you’ve done?” I said in surprised, unsure of why she’d think that, considering I inherently understood what it meant for her to be a succubus.

Her voice was quiet. “Stuff done to me,” she said almost inaudibly.

I grimaced at that, recalling how wet she was when she was terrified. “Ms. Miriam, I’d have to be a real asshole to not want you because of something that happened outside of your control.”

She didn’t respond.

“Or am I misunderstanding?” I asked hesitantly.

“I’ve…well, I’ve made a lot of poor decisions over the course of my life. Some things were my own fault, others not so much.” She scoffed then, almost sounding annoyed at herself. “That question honestly isn’t easy to answer, because we’re literally talking about probably a dozen horrible things, and another two dozen unpleasant things, with some of them just being consequences of my own dumb decisions, and others being…” Her voice trailed off, only to become somber. “Just bad luck, I guess,” she added quietly. “Wrong place, wrong time, kind of stuff. And some of the things were horrible, but only lasted for a short period of time, while other things were unpleasant for a long time…and then…” She hesitated. “And then, one thing that was horrible for a very long time.”

I grimaced, only to take a deep breath. “Hey, Ms. Miriam?”

She sounded confused. “Umm, yeah? What is it?”

“I love you.”

She didn’t respond.

“And I’d like things to work out between us,” I continued.

She sniffled. “Me…me too,” she agreed.

“And, as I already mentioned, I kind of need you. So I can’t really reject you. And even with everything you’ve just said, obviously I can kind of imagine what you might be talking about, and it still doesn’t make me want to even consider rejecting you over it.” I scoffed, my tone becoming more lighthearted. “I mean, you’re literally the most alluring person on the planet. Kind of surprised you’re even having this huge lapse in confidence.”

She scoffed too, sounding equally as playful, even if it was obvious she’d been crying a little. “Well, you also left today. And I’m not even exaggerating when I say that you’re the first person, ever, who I’ve had sex with, who also left willingly afterward.”

“Wow, not even one guy, huh?”

“Or girl,” she agreed. “Not even one. They all want to stay.”

I smirked slightly, though I knew she couldn’t see it. “Well, there’s your answer then. You’re irresistible. And even though I left today, I fully plan on visiting again. And as long as you’ll allow me to come over, then I have no intention to ever stop visiting, no matter what. Because I truly need you.”

Of course, what I wasn’t saying was that I might not have sex with her if it turned out she’d fucked a bunch of other guys that day, but I did still plan on visiting at least. However, no way was I going to tell her that, since that’s what she was inherently afraid of -- me refusing to have sex with her because she was still fucking around all the time.

At the end of the day, I still really wanted her to only fuck me, but I was at least willing to give her a possibly indefinite chance to choose that on her own.

Ms. Miriam’s tone was suddenly somber again. “Even after I dispel that spell on the stone?” she said quietly. “Even after I teach you magic? You think you’ll still need me?”

I sighed heavily, feeling uncertain of how to respond to that at first, only to have an idea. “Ms. Miriam,” I said seriously. “If someone were to offer you a million dollars right now, would you accept it?”

She was immediately confused. “Well, yeah. Assuming there were no major strings attached, of course I would.” She paused. “I have plenty of money,” she added. “But just because I have enough doesn’t mean I would turn down more of it, if…” Her voice trailed off, only to laugh. “Wait. Are you comparing me to a million dollars?” she wondered, amusement in her tone now.

I smirked. “Well, after making that point, I was going to say you were like a hundred billion, but yeah. Sort of, I guess.”

She chuckled again, the most fucking adorable sound in the whole world. “That’s cute.”

“I do need you though,” I admitted seriously. “Like, I don’t know how to prove that to you, or to even make it sound logical, that I’d need you after having barely just met you, but I really do. And honestly, that truth kind of scares me a little too. Because I need you, I want you, and I kind of have no right to have any say about how you live your life.” I sighed, realizing it was time to just be honest. “I know it’s really hypocritical of me, but the fact that you could pretty much just do whatever you want, and I’d just have to put up with it, kind of makes me uncomfortable.”

“You want me to stop fucking random men,” she stated plainly.

I sighed heavily, not responding.

Because it wasn’t like it was a question anyway. Of course she knew that’s what I wanted.

Her voice was quiet as she continued. “I…I want to have a real relationship with someone,” she said somberly. “I want to have sex with someone for hours at a time, every day of the week, for years upon years, and not be terrified I might go too far…and kill them.”

“But?” I prompted, feeling like there was a ‘but’ coming.

She sighed, choosing to emphasize what she was saying. “You know, there’s a form of intimacy that you can’t experience with random partners. An intimacy that is only shared by those who have spent a ton of time together, like a married couple that’s been together for fifty years. An intimacy that is truly unobtainable to those like me. I’ve t-tried,” she added, her voice unexpectedly breaking. She took another deep breath, sounding collected again. “Similar to how Rebecca has done with her husband, I’ve tried. But it’s never worked out. The moment I involve sex, that person becomes a true addict, and can no longer see me as anything other than a source of pleasure.”

My eyes widened at that. “You mean, you’ve tried to have a romantic relationship, without the sex part?”

“Yes,” she agreed somberly. “For Rebecca, the main problem is only frequency. But for me, it’s so much more than that. As much as I enjoy seducing others, a part of me doesn’t enjoy how it permanently enslaves them, much like an illegal drug might do. And it’s hard to have a real partner -- a real relationship -- when you’re just a ‘high’ to your partner. And seeing a man I love become an addict -- knowing I’m the cause of his addiction -- isn’t a source of joy for me. Quite the opposite.”

I knew Mrs. Rebecca had commented on the same subject earlier, when explaining why she rejected me as a test, but I could only imagine just how much more that was true for Ms. Miriam. In fact, there was probably a night and day difference between their plights.

A night and day difference between just how powerful of an influence they had on others.

And if having sex with Mrs. Rebecca was already like being addicted to a drug, then how much more overwhelming might it be for a normal human to have sex with a true succubus?

I mean, from the sound of it, the addiction was permanent.

The change absolute.

It made me wonder how Ms. Miriam actually managed to keep people away, almost wondering if maybe she had a method of making them feel like it was all a dream or something, so they didn’t keep showing up at her doorstep all the time.

However, even despite what she was saying, I knew the overall situation was more complicated than that. Because she did truly enjoy seducing people, but it was an act that was also necessary, and secretly brought her a bit of grief too, at least when dealing with those she truly loved.

No doubt she’d accepted, long ago, that this was just how things were for her, choosing to just accept and enjoy her life, instead of driving herself crazy with guilt. Though, it was obvious that she couldn’t completely escape the sadness, even if it wasn’t on her mind at all hours of the day.

I took a deep breath. “Sounds complicated,” I said simply.

She sounded surprised again. “Which part?”

“Just all of it. I mean, I assume you enjoy making people addicted to you, but there’s also a part of you that hates it too. A part of you that wishes someone could truly love you back, apart from how you make them feel.”

Her tone was quiet. “Umm, yeah. I guess it is kind of complicated. I kind of feel like Jekyll and Hyde sometimes. Part of me is a devious seductress, and the other part of me is a hopeless romantic.”

“Just the way I like my women,” I teased.

There was a brief pause…

Only for her to burst out laughing, a sincerely unrestrained chime of giggles.

“Oh goodness,” she gasped, still laughing. “You really are special.”

“Still doesn’t sound like a compliment,” I retorted, referring to the last time she’d said that, when I commented about her giving me Eskimo kisses.

“It’s not!” she wheezed, laughing even harder.

I couldn’t help but grin, happy to have lightened her mood. It took her a good half minute to finally calm down enough to continue.

“Oh, I like you so much,” she commented, still sounding highly amused. “Truly, if soulmates exist, I’d feel confident you were mine. And that’s saying something, considering how many people I’ve been with.” She then sighed. “Well, I’m really glad I called you now. I feel a lot better after talking a little. And there are some things I’d like to discuss in person, but it can wait.”

“Can I ask what you want to talk about? Like, just the general subject?”

She sighed. “Well, when I called, I was…” She hesitated. “Kind of sad. And anxious. I wanted to talk to you about what it would mean for us to be together. The kind of responsibilities such an arrangement might entail for you. Especially if I…well, if I started living differently.”

My eyes widened in surprise.

At first, I was just shocked that she was implying she might really give up random sex for me, but then I considered the implications that might have, especially in terms of her current responsibility.

The gate.

The portal to another dimension.

A place where powerful and horrifying monsters existed.

A gate that she kept sealed…

With magic she obtained from fucking others.

And if she gave that up for me…

Well, shit.

It really was more complicated than I originally thought. Because if she had to rely on me as the sole source of magical energy, both to sustain herself and to keep the gate closed, then that essentially meant it would then be my responsibility to ensure the gate remained shut.

And sure, I had no doubt she would still continue to make trips down there to actually refill those orange crystals, but she still needed to get the magical energy from somewhere. Which ultimately meant that, if I wanted her to not fuck around, then I had to commit to that being partially my responsibility too.

And if I didn’t fuck her for a long time, for whatever reason, then I had no right to be upset about her fucking around again to ensure that gate remained closed. Especially since the alternative would be apocalyptic in nature.

At the end of the day, the gate would have to come first.

Of course, I didn’t have to accept that responsibility. I was sure that she’d still be more than happy to fuck me, along with all the other men in the world, and continue to remain solely responsible for the dimensional portal. But if I wanted to be more involved in her life, and especially if I wanted her to be more exclusive to me, then that would inherently mean I also accepted all her problems as my own.

I sighed. “I think I have an idea of what you’re getting at,” I admitted, knowing I should avoid talking about the gate over the phone. “And yeah, sounds like a conversation we need to have soon.”

“Tomorrow is fine,” she said reassuringly. “Or the next day. Now that we’ve talked about what was really bothering me, I feel a lot better.” She paused, sounding a little sad again. “Sorry for being so needy.”

“Not at all,” I replied. “I mean, think about it from my perspective. You obviously want me, and that makes me really happy. And sure, I admit that I would prefer to wait at least until tomorrow before I stop by again, for a variety of reasons, but I am really happy to hear you miss me.”

“I do miss you,” she agreed quietly. She then sighed. “But yeah. I told you before I’m a bit of an impatient person by nature, but I can be patient with this situation. Especially since we’re only talking about days here, not like months or years.”

“Right,” I agreed. “And I honestly miss you too. It’s just I spent most of the day there and all.”

“I understand,” she replied. “And truly, I appreciate all the attention you gave me.” She sighed. “And I know you keep saying you feel indebted to me, but I kind of feel the same way too.”

“Oh really? Why is that?”

She sighed again. “Well, there’s the obvious fact that you can keep up with my own sexual appetite, but then there’s the whole thing with you making me cum the fucking hardest I ever have in my whole life.”

“That’s really not an exaggeration?” I wondered, kind of finding that hard to believe, but also realizing it must be true, since it appeared that the absorption of sexual energy might at least have the ability to enhance how strong her orgasm was.

More than that, I felt confident that was the case.

I didn’t know if it was because she could actually feel my own lust too, in combination with hers, or if it was just that the magical energy stimulated her own pleasure. But the fact that she’d sucked up so much of my energy was the obvious reason why she literally squirted in my pants.

“It’s truly not an exaggeration,” she said reassuringly. “I don’t want to explain why over the phone, but when we talk in person, I’d be happy to educate you on my orgasms.”

I grinned. “Sure. Sounds wonderful.”

“Oh, I’ll make sure it’s very wonderful. For both of us.” She giggled. “Anyway, I suppose I’ve kept you too long. I…” She took a deep breath. “I really love you. I wish I had a stronger word for how I feel, but unfortunately, I’m limited by language. So instead, I’ll just have to do my best to show how I feel with my actions.”

Damn. I hoped that meant what I thought it meant.

“Me too,” I agreed. “And feel free to message me again, even after we hang up. I realize it would have taken forever to have a lengthier conversation like this over text, but I’m more than happy to chat about less serious things. Or even serious things that can be communicated with less words.”

She made an amused noise. “Thank you, cutie. I think I will. Bye for now. And thanks again.”

“You’re welcome,” I replied warmly. “Talk to you in a little while.”

“Bye,” she repeated, before hanging up.

I took a deep breath, checking the time to see we’d been talking for roughly twenty minutes. Honestly, despite what I’d said earlier about listening out for the delivery guy, I’d completely forgotten about it for most of the call. However, between my sensitive sense of smell and hearing, I was easily able to verify that our order hadn’t arrived yet.

At least, I didn’t smell pizza, and when I focused back toward the house, I heard Gabriella chuckling at something, as well as someone sipping on a drink, probably Michelle drinking coffee, but otherwise heard no sounds of people eating.

Taking another deep breath, I focused on my phone again, figuring I’d take the initiative this time, just so Ms. Miriam was clear that I really did like her.

I sent a simple message.

‘I love you.’

Her response came so quickly that I was convinced she was already typing it out, with my message being sent just a half second sooner.

‘I love you so much.’

I couldn’t help but grin, unsurprised when she sent another message just after that.

‘Wow, I guess great minds think alike.’

I decided to respond.

‘Or it’s just that great lovers yearn alike.’

It was kind of corny, and I probably could have come up with something that sounded better, but I was sure she understood what I was getting at, and didn’t want to waste an hour on a single message, trying to figure out something more clever.

I then continued walking back to the house, phone in hand, taking another look at my screen when she responded half a minute later.

‘Cute. But yeah, I guess you’re right. I look forward to seeing you again. Hopefully soon.’

‘Definitely,’ I replied simply, knowing we’d already discussed me possibly visiting later tomorrow.

When I got back to the house, of course Serenity and Gabriella both wanted to know how it went, so I just kept it vague for now, explaining that Ms. Miriam partly called because she missed me, but also because she wanted to talk in person about some more serious stuff.

They weren’t too surprised about the fact she missed me, but were a little concerned about me possibly leaving again so soon. Thus, I reassured them that I wasn’t heading back over there tonight or anything, and might instead make a trip tomorrow evening.

Both Serenity and Gabriella wondered if it was possible they could go too, so I went ahead and sent Ms. Miriam a message, seeing if she minded or not.

Her first reply was simple.

‘Oh. Yeah, that’s fine.’

Her second message was a bit more elaborate.

‘It’ll be nice to finally meet Gabriella. I hope she’s not upset at me for insisting that her mother not disclose my existence. She’s actually now at the age where I might have considered introducing myself anyway.’

When I let Gabriella read the message she simply nodded. “Honestly, I don’t blame her, since kids usually can’t keep secrets. And I probably wouldn’t have taken any of this stuff seriously when I was in high school. If you don’t mind, tell her I’m looking forward to meeting her too, and that I’m not upset at all.”

I did so, prompting Ms. Miriam to respond with another simple message.

‘Thank you, Gabriella. That makes me really happy.’

I handed over my phone to let her read the message while I headed for the door, since I heard someone turn into our driveway, and could smell the pizza.

Turned out that the delivery guy was in fact a dude, driving a truck, but he definitely wasn’t interested in hanging around, handing me the stack of pizzas, thanking me for the decent tip, and then hopping back in his vehicle to take off.

We were all sitting around the table a couple minutes later, with all the ladies revealing just how hungry they all were when they began devouring slices like it was going out of style.

Like, for the first handful of minutes, it was completely silent, aside from the chewing and swallowing, as they all ate at record speeds. No talking at all. Not even to say, ‘this is good.’

I decided to tease them when Avery ended up glancing at me, suddenly seeming embarrassed by how she was eating.

“Dang, all of you are really turning me on right now,” I commented playfully.

Serenity and Michelle both half-choked on mouthfuls of pizza, while Avery’s face turned bright red right before she shifted, her face still red even though her hair was white right now, only for Gabriella to laugh.

“Yeah, all this cheesy gooeyness is making me a little horny myself,” my fiancé said playfully. “I already feel like I’m having an orgasm in my mouth. All I need now is a little stimulation down there and I might cum for real. If you’re interested in letting me sit on your nice thick cock,” she added with a wink.

Serenity and Michelle both instantly shifted, looking embarrassed as hell by her dirty talk.

Gabriella only laughed more.

“Kidding!” she giggled, only to get an even more mischievous look. “I’d say we have a little ways to go, before everyone’s ready for a big orgy like that.”

Avery immediately started choking, looking the most embarrassed I’d ever seen her. Even despite the tan, her face was almost looking purple now.

Gabriella giggled some more, focusing on me. “Wow Kai. Just me and you, huh? Everyone else shifted, but you stayed as cool as a cucumber. I was sure that last one would get you.”

“Wait,” Serenity exclaimed. “Are we playing the game already?” she wondered, referring to their earlier plans to see who could stay looking normal the longest.

Gabriella smirked. “Maybe,” she said seductively. “Depends on whether or not Kai whips out his nice cock or not. Because if he does, then my ass will be finding a new seat.”

I smirked when she grinned at me, only to look a little disappointed when I neither shifted, nor whipped out my cock.

“Well, dang,” she commented. “Apparently, you’re no fun this evening.”

I just shook my head. “Maybe if it was only Serenity here, then I might play your game,” I teased, enjoying when my sexy brunette shifted her weight awkwardly in the corner of my eye. “But I don’t want to scare Michelle and Avery off,” I added.

“I don’t mind,” Avery blurted out, only to turn a brand-new shade of purple.

Gabriella laughed. “Oh okay, I’ll save the rest of my teasing for the movie.”

“So it is a chick flick, then?” I assumed.

“Yep! And we’ve already decided on seating arrangements,” she said cheerfully.

I frowned at that, realizing that actually was a bit of a problem, considering there was only the one couch, and then a recliner in the corner that never got used. I supposed we could move the recliner closer to the couch, so that it faced the TV more, but that still only left four seats for five people.

“And what are the arrangements?” I wondered curiously, glancing at Serenity’s gray cheeks just in time to notice them grow an even darker shade of gray.

Gabriella continued. “Michelle, Avery, and I figured we’d take the couch. And then you and Serenity can use the recliner. Figured that was the most fair.”

“Oh,” I said simply, glancing more fully at Serenity.

Because even though we’d technically been intimate once before, I still wasn’t used to really being physical with her, especially not openly, and there was something especially taboo about the idea of having her in my lap with others around.

She immediately spoke up, her now crimson eyes hesitant. “I-If you want.”

I nodded. “Umm, yeah. Of course.”

Serenity only nodded, still seeming a little embarrassed herself.

I then decided to lighten the mood a little, by asking what movie we were watching, even if I didn’t particularly care, only to get all of them talking about the trailer they’d watched, causing everyone to look normal again within a minute.

And since Gabriella seemed to be done teasing for now, even if I suspected she might have been a little bit serious before, the conversation took on a life of its own, since I was literally surrounded by four women who all had something to say about the new topic.

Which meant, I didn’t have to chime in again at all, becoming a literal bystander to their conversation as they giggled and socialized, until they were taking turns heading upstairs to change into pajamas for the evening.

Serenity was the last one to go up, first making a trip to the living room to get the movie ready on one of the streaming websites she had a subscription to, before heading upstairs just in time for Gabriella to come down, ushering the rest of us into the living room.

I was actually surprised that my busty fiancé wasn’t wearing those purple silk pajamas for once, almost a little disappointed that she’d changed into regular pink fluffy ones, but deciding to not focus too much on it, since she was still phenomenal to look at either way.

However, I was then surprised when Gabriella took it upon herself to drag the recliner to the left side of the couch, as if she was showing off her newfound strength, with the flatscreen TV on the right of the fireplace, causing me to give her a confused look when she pulled it a bit too far back, almost to the point that Serenity and I would have the back of their heads blocking our view of the TV.

It wasn’t until she winked at me and told me to have a seat, followed by her turning out the lights while she got situated on the couch with Michelle and Avery, with the mature woman in the middle, that I began suspecting what was going on. And then, as Gabriella started the movie up, my suspicions were further confirmed when I heard my sexy brunette woman walking hesitantly down the stairs, her heart pounding in her chest as she tentatively made her way down.

I decided to not look, beginning to feel a little nervous myself by the whole situation, especially when my fiancé turned the volume up a little too loud.

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, since I hadn’t really been paying attention to every little detail, but things finally clicked all the way when Serenity quietly stepped in front of me, the only light now coming from the TV, pausing briefly before setting right down on my rapidly hardening cock.

She was wearing the silver silk nightie from last night…

And nothing else.

No bra, her nipples poking through the shiny material, and I also knew no underwear the moment my hands were on her silky hips to help her readjust herself on my hard shaft straining to burst through my shorts now.

Holy fuck.

I tried to keep my cool as Serenity leaned back into me, tried to keep my hands under control as I finally began wrapping my arms around her trembling body, attempting to keep my breathing even as the scent of her arousal escalated.

And not just hers, but I could smell Gabriella’s arousal too.

And…

Shit. They all knew exactly what was going on right now. They were all in on it.

But how far exactly was I supposed to take this? Because I honestly wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to keep my cock in my shorts right now, especially with Serenity not wearing any panties to make it at least incrementally more difficult to do so.

Fuck.

Fuck, with her in my lap now, I wasn’t sure if I even cared anymore.

Running my hand up Serenity’s silk-covered belly, I grasped at her soft squishy tit, my lips immediately going for the back of her neck, even as she whimpered softly from my strong embrace, a sound that should have been hidden by the volume of the TV.

Problem was, the increased smell of arousal coming from all the women in the room made me suspect everyone’s hearing had improved enough to catch the noise, especially since there was nothing overly exciting happening on the flatscreen at this point.

But my horniness had already pushed me past caring, especially considering it seemed pretty obvious this was what they wanted. Earlier, I’d assumed it might be better to wait to get too openly physical, but apparently they’d made their own decision on that front.

In a way, they were giving me and Serenity our privacy, but still paying close attention to the sounds we made.

So yeah, fuck waiting.

After squeezing her tit firmly a few times, Serenity finally twisted her upper torso in my arms, her now purple lips urgently greeting mine in a soft kiss, her warm tongue slipping into my mouth. At the same time, she reached down for my shorts, giving them a little tug, providing me all the encouragement I needed to reach down as well and begin wiggling my ass out of them.

I only got them halfway down my thighs before she was carefully standing up again, just enough to get her ass off my lap, glancing forward nervously at the three heads facing away from us even as she reached back to grab my cock and slowly sat back down.

I sank effortlessly into her soaking pussy, trying to keep silent myself as she whimpered again softly.

Holy fuck, I couldn’t believe this was really happening.

I only vaguely noticed Gabriella readjusting herself on the couch, leaning more against the side arm as she propped one leg up, clearing her throat quietly, knowing from the sound of her pulse that she was well aware of what was going on in the dark just behind her.

They all were, all of them visibly transformed right now.

Now fully impaled on my cock, Serenity twisted in my arms again, urgently searching for my mouth a second time, no longer trying to hide her heavier breathing as she gently tensed her thighs, my cock throbbing ceaselessly deep inside of her. I suspected that part of her escalating passion was from my leaking precum, but I also realized she might actually have a kink for this kind of thing, with her sincerely enjoying that the others were aware she was impaled on my cock right now.

Or maybe it was just the illusion of us sneaking around.

Because that’s what it felt like.

Even though it was obvious we weren’t hiding anything at this point, it did kind of feel like we were being naughty right out in the open without anyone else’s knowledge, and it was very easy to imagine this entire scenario like that, as if Serenity had chosen to have a girl’s night, inviting a bunch of friends over, only to fuck me in the dark while they were all glued to the TV.

And that idea was only reinforced when I finally grabbed her hips in an attempt to help her ride my cock, only for her to urgently shake her head as if she was afraid of being found out. In fact, the entire nonverbal gesture screamed that we had to be as quiet as possible, and I was more than happy to play along, realizing we were going to have to do this really slow, and without speaking.

So instead, my hand moved between her thighs, feeling for her warm pussy and then gently pressing against her clit, prompting her to immediately bite her lower lip as she whimpered softly, only to go for my lips again.

I kissed her passionately, my tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth, even as hers danced in and out of mine, trying to continue to be as quiet as possible, until I finally pulled away giving her a meaningful look as I rubbed her clit more firmly.

I was trying to silently ask if that felt good, and she seemed to understand what I was wanting to know, because she simply nodded urgently in approval before forcing her lips on mine again, her moaning becoming much less restrained as she drew closer and closer to her climax.

Similarly, I was becoming lost in my own desire, beginning to tense my hips in an effort to start climbing my own peak too, the combined arousal of four women causing the small stimulation to be enough to inch me closer as well.

The moment that Serenity quietly jerked to the side on my arms, doing everything in her power to stay quiet as she got there, I wrapped my arms firmly around her body and thrust more openly, the wet noise technically quiet enough that a normal person wouldn’t have heard…

But it was obvious they could hear.

I gritted my teeth the moment my load exploded deep inside her snatch, sincerely surprised when Serenity moaned without restraint, just loud enough that anyone could have heard over the TV.

“Uhh.”

It was short, but undeniable, plenty enough to have everyone’s heart racing, even as my brunette girlfriend continued to whimper while attempting to keep her volume down.

It was obvious my cum was sending her into that rapid escalation of passion, so when she began straightening up again, my cock still throbbing inside her, I gently cupped my hand over her mouth, searching her crimson eyes to make sure this more aggressive approach was okay as I went for her clit again with my free hand.

Her arousal literally skyrocketed the moment I really took control, her entire body tensing, her eyes closing even as her brow furrowed in obvious desperation as she began climbing her peak a second time. However, even with my hand covering her mouth, she moaned even louder upon getting there, the noise much more guttural as she began twitching in my embrace all over again, her breathing heavy through her nose.

We were then both completely motionless as she tried to catch her breath, her red eyes visibly swimming with pleasure in the dark, before she twisted against my front again to gently resume planting tender kisses on my lips, her entire expression now overwhelmed with passion. I could sense the energy she was generating of course, and I could have easily absorbed some of it, but I chose not to for now since I was still satisfied from fucking Gwen, and I just wanted to focus on the lovemaking itself, rather than the feeding part.

Plus, I wasn’t done yet, and would prefer to save that kind of thing for the end either way.

I knew we were barely twenty minutes into the movie at this point, but that knowledge only excited me, since I had no intention on pulling out anytime soon, fully intending on getting there myself at least once more, and hoping to make Serenity cum at least twice more.

Which was exactly what I did.

I kept my cock buried in her for the next hour, continuing to fuck her as quietly as possible, managing to cum two more times, her own orgasms likewise double my goal, with her always moaning the loudest the moment she felt my load filling her pussy up.

However, despite the occasional noise, it was otherwise silent aside from the dialogue coming from the movie.

The whole time, no one spoke.

No one socialized, or even laughed at the parts that probably should have been funny.

And despite there being three people on the couch between us and the TV, not a single one looked back at us, not even when Serenity’s moans were unmistakable.

Instead, they all stared straight ahead, the scent of their combined arousal thick in the air.

And out of all my sexual experiences thus far, I had to admit that this was the most fun.

I couldn’t wait to do it again. Except, next time it would be Serenity’s turn to sit on the couch, while I had one of my other women impaled on my cock in the dark.

Possibly even right after this movie, the moment I suggested we watch another chick flick.

Q1: I know a lot happened since the end of Kai and Miriam's conversation, but how did you feel about their conversation?

Q2: Also, how was the steamy part? (an explanation of how they agreed on this, and why, will come in the next chapter)

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